Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Devil (Eminem Diss)

Oh my god,

Ayy, somebody grab him some (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 always mad up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
You're and bored, huh? (I know)
About to be 46 old, dog
'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle shit (ugh)
Mad about somethin' I said in
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come a diss
Homie we get it, we that you're the greatest rapper alive
dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside
Fuck Rap God, I'm the Rap
Comin' bare-faced with a black
Like the when the smoke settle
His body next to this instrumental, I'm

I'm sick of sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk 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 about it
Or we get gully, I'll size up your body
And put some white around it

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

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

Marshall, my name's Colson
You should go to Recovery
I know ego is hurtin'
Just knowin' that all of your discovered me (hi)
He like, "Damn, he a me
Except he better and I'm ugly
making fun of me."
Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you livin' in (damn)
what you done to me
Dropped an album because of me
Damn, you in love me!
You got but I'm hungry
I like the diss but you won't say them out in front of me
Shout out to every that's up under me
that I'll never do you like this fuckery
Still bitter everyone loves you
that wedgie out your dungarees (hey)
I gotta respect the OGs and I most of 'em personally (ayy)
But just a bully actin' like a baby
So I gotta read you a (nursery)
I'm the ghost of the
And you're just Scrooge (facts)
I said on Flex anyone get it
I ain't it would be you

I'm sick of sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk 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, I'll size up body
And put white chalk around it

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

We know you get nervous,
I see Momma's spaghetti all your sweater
I wish you would lose on the records
That you made a decade ago, they better
Accordin' to them, you're a national
To me, you're as as a feather
The type to be scared to ask for her number
hold her umbrella-ella-ella
"I'm not afraid," okay Oscar the Grouch, on the couch (fuck)
You got an Oscar,
Can anyone else get some in their 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 fact you had to diss to 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 punches hold your still
Last you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You named after a candy
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 stop the money to support 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, me or shoot me
That's what he's have to do to me
When he realizes ain't shit he could do to me
Everybody hated me, this isn't anything new to me
Yeah there's a difference us
I got all of my shit without Dre me (ayy)
I know not used to me
Usually one of your should ruin me
But I'm from Cleveland
Everybody quiet this evenin', I'm readin' the (shh)
Dropped an album called
So means he killed him
fucked one rapper's girl this week
Don't make me Kim

I'm sick of them and them 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 dads the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, size up your body
And put white chalk around it