Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

Look, I was gonna go on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, on)
Just a I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means, what I think it means, in trouble, big trouble,
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any
You were what the doctor ordered

I'm beginning to like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their are long enough to slap box, slap box?
said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

But for me to rap a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back
My pen'll go off I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from rap profit
Made a and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was in office
With Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, (Kill 'em all with)
This slickety, gibbedy, hip hop
You don't wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap
a Mac in the back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac
The exact same time I attempt these acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll still be able to break a table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and it in half
realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
actually disastrously bad
For the wack I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as

I'm beginning to feel a Rap God, Rap God
All my people the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap
Let me show you maintaining this ain't that hard, that hard

Everybody want the key and the to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful
Everybody to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid, did nothing but for the moon since
MC's get taken to school this music
I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme
Now I a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Shabazz, 2Pac N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up, up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of
On the wall of
You fags think it's all a game 'til I a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me what in the are you thinking?
Little gay boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face boy
You a massacre
Like you watching a church gathering place looking boy
Oy vey, boy's gay, that's all they say looking boy
You get a up, pat on the back
And a way to go from your everyday looking boy
Hey, boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah" from Dre boy
work for everything I have
Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my looking boy
boy you're never gonna be capable
To keep up the same pace looking boy

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Dale of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard

So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm
Let off then I'm immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I not be woken
I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a head, a zombie floating
But I got mom deep throating
I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common,
I'm a doberman, pinch in the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me, my brutal
But it's honestly if I don't utilize what I do though
For at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through tough
But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's
I there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground, but I rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you
with the skin color of mine
You get too big and they come trying to,
Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP
One where I to say I take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a
See if I get away with it now I ain't as big as I was, but I've
Morphed into an immortal coming through the
You're in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the fuck that you for
You're as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows
You're like normal, being normal
And I just bought a new Raygun from the
To just come and shoot ya when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at pad
Singin' to a man while they piano
Man, oh man, that was a special on the cable channel
So Ray J went to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, kill you"
coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you I'm a human
I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of
So that anything you ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating, more than never
How to give a audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that the haters are waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, be celebrating
I know the way to get 'em motivated
I elevating music, you make elevator music
Oh, too mainstream
Well, what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap Doc
Throw on Lose and make 'em lose it
I know how to make songs like that
I don't know words to use
Let me when it occurs to you
While I'm any one of these verses diverse as you
It's curtains, I'm hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta to,
Prove that if you're half as nice at songs you can sacrifice too uh!
School flunkie, junky
But look at the the skills brung me
of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues you, ill when I speak in tongues
But still tongue in cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm in the front seat
Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
But in my head there's I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight devils, here's what they want from me
asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and more to the situation
And the discrimination
But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women how the am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you I need to be overseas
And a vacation to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face and be a retard
Be a king? Think not, why be a king when you can be a