Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Devil (Eminem Diss)

Oh my god,

Ayy, somebody grab him clippers (zzzzt)
His beard is weird
talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a year
"I think my gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right
Dad's mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
sober and bored, huh? (I know)
About to be 46 old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick"
Man, you sound a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle shit (ugh)
Mad about somethin' I in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
Fuckin' dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay
Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Comin' bare-faced with a shovel
Like the Armageddon when the smoke
His body to this instrumental, I'm sayin'

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's about it
I'm sick of you rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, size up your body
And put some white around it

Let's about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper
That's twice as young as you (let's talk it)
Let's call
Ask why I can't go on Shade 45 of you (brrt)
Let's ask
How you had Paul tryin' to shelf me (huh?)
Still can't cover up the
last four albums is as bad as your selfie
Now tell me, what do you stand (what?)
I you can't stand yourself (no)
to be the old you so bad you Stan yourself (ha)
Let's leave all the to 50 (please)
Em, you're 50
Why you claimin' that call Puff?
When you the one called Diddy (facts)
you went and called Jimmy (facts)
They conference me in the morning (what?)
told me you mad about a tweet
You me to say sorry (what?)
I swear to God I believe him (nah)
say it ain't so (no)
The big bad of the rap game can't take a fuckin' joke
Oh you want some fuckin' (what?)
But not literally, choke
Yeah acknowledge you're the GOAT
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the (brra)
Don't have a heart now (no)
help your mans up (help)
Knees of old age, the real Slim Shady can't stand up

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's about it
I'm of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk it
Or we could get gully, I'll up your body
And put some white chalk it

Marshall, my name's Colson
You should go back to
I know ego is hurtin'
Just that all of your fans discovered me (hi)
He like, "Damn, he a me
Except he dresses better and I'm
making fun of me."
Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you in luxury (damn)
Look you done to me
Dropped an just because of me
Damn, you in love me!
You got money but I'm
I like the diss but you say them lyrics out in front of me
Shout out to every rapper that's up me
Know that I'll do you like this fuckery
Still after everyone loves you
Pull wedgie out your dungarees (hey)
I gotta respect the OGs and I most of 'em personally (ayy)
But you're just a bully like a baby
So I gotta you a nursery (nursery)
I'm the of the future
And you're Ebenezer Scrooge (facts)
I said on anyone could get it
I ain't it would be you

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll up your body
And put some chalk around it

Ridin' 'cause I gotta roll this dope
It's a fast road your idols become your rivals, yeah
Never to say it to your face, I'm a asshole
motherfucker
Oh my god,

We you get nervous, Rabbit
I see Momma's all over your sweater
I wish you would yourself on the records
That you a decade ago, they were better
to them, you're a national treasure
To me, you're as soft as a
The type to be scared to ask for her number
Just her umbrella-ella-ella
"I'm not afraid," okay the Grouch, chill on the couch (fuck)
You got an Oscar,
Can anyone else get some food in mouth? (For real)

They made a movie about you, you're in top ten
You're not getting better time
fine, Eminem, put down the pen
Or an apology
Over the simple you had to diss to acknowledge me
I am the
How could I even look up to you? You as tall as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven hold your head still
Last you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a
I was after a gangster (brr)
And don't be a sucker and take my
Off of Yelawolf's album, you (thank you)
I wanna feed my daughter
You tryna stop the money to her
You the one always talkin' the action
me the addy, I'm pullin' up scrappin'
And I'm by my fuckin' self, happenin'?

EST captain, salute me or me
what he's gonna have to do to me
When he realizes there ain't he could do to me
Everybody always hated me, this isn't new to me
Yeah there's a difference us
I got all of my without Dre producin' me (ayy)
I you're not used to me
one of your disses should ruin me
But bitch I'm Cleveland
Everybody quiet this evenin', I'm readin' the (shh)
an album called Kamikaze
So means he killed him
Already fucked one rapper's girl week
Don't me call Kim

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk it
Both of us single from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up body
And put white chalk around it