Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Devil (Eminem Diss)

Oh my god,

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

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you 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 chalk around it

Let's about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper
That's twice as young as you (let's talk it)
call Sway
Ask why I go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt)
ask Interscope
How you had Paul tryin' to shelf me (huh?)
can't cover up the fact
Your last four albums is as bad as your
Now tell me, what do you for? (what?)
I know you stand yourself (no)
Tryin' to be the old you so bad you yourself (ha)
Let's all the beefin' to 50 (please)
Em, you're 50
Why you claimin' that I'ma call
When you the one called Diddy (facts)
Then you and called Jimmy (facts)
They called me in the morning (what?)
They told me you mad 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 bully of the rap game can't a fuckin' joke
Oh you want some fuckin' (what?)
But not literally, you'll
Yeah I'll acknowledge the GOAT
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the (brra)
Don't a heart attack now (no)
help your mans up (help)
Knees weak of old age, the real Shady can't stand up

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

Hello Marshall, my Colson
You should go back to
I your ego is hurtin'
Just knowin' that all of your fans me (hi)
He like, "Damn, he a me
Except he dresses and I'm ugly
making fun of me."
Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you in luxury (damn)
Look you done to me
an album just because of me
Damn, you in with me!
You got but I'm hungry
I like the diss but you won't say lyrics out in front of me
Shout out to rapper that's up under me
Know that I'll never do you like fuckery
Still bitter after loves you
Pull wedgie out your dungarees (hey)
I gotta respect the OGs and I most of 'em personally (ayy)
But you're a bully actin' like a baby
So I read you a nursery (nursery)
I'm the ghost of the
And you're just Scrooge (facts)
I said on Flex anyone get it
I know it would be you

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you 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 size up your
And put some chalk around it

Ridin' shotty 'cause I gotta roll this
a fast road when your idols become your rivals, yeah
Never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a
Bitch-ass
Oh my god,

We you get nervous, Rabbit
I see Momma's spaghetti all over your
I wish you lose yourself on the records
That you made a decade ago, they better
Accordin' to them, a national treasure
To me, you're as as a feather
The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her
Just hold her
"I'm not afraid," okay Oscar the Grouch, chill on the (fuck)
You got an Oscar,
Can anyone else get some food in their (For real)

They made a movie you, you're in everybody's top ten
You're not getting better with
It's fine, Eminem, put the pen
Or write an
Over the simple fact you had to to acknowledge me
I am the
How could I even look up to you? You ain't as as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven punches hold your head
time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a
I was named after a (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 talkin' 'bout the action
Text me the addy, I'm pullin' up
And I'm by my self, what's happenin'?

EST captain, me or shoot me
That's what gonna have to do to me
When he realizes there shit he could do to me
always hated me, this isn't anything new to me
Yeah a difference between us
I got all of my shit Dre producin' me (ayy)
I you're not used to me
Usually one of your disses should me
But bitch I'm Cleveland
Everybody quiet this evenin', I'm readin' the (shh)
Dropped an called Kamikaze
So that means he him
fucked one rapper's girl this week
Don't me call Kim

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