Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

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

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

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

I'm beginning to feel a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the nod, back nod
Now who thinks their are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me you maintaining this shit 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 rage and youthful exuberance
loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid, did but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to school this music
I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 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 them into the motherfuckin' n'
Hall of Fame
Even I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the of fame
On the of shame
You fags think it's all a 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me in the fuck are you thinking?
Little gay boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face boy
You witnessing a
Like you watching a church gathering take place boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say boy
You get a up, pat on the back
And a way to go from your label everyday boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking
I got a "hell yeah" from Dre boy
work for everything I have
Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face boy
Basically boy you're never gonna be
To keep up with the pace looking boy

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

So you be and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be
I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head, a floating
But I got mom deep throating
I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common,
I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage,
It's me, my brutal
But it's honestly futile if I utilize what I do though
For at least once in a while
So I wanna make somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough to maybe to try and help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's
I know was a time where once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin of mine
You get too big and here come trying to,
Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP
One where I tried to say I take seven kids Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a and a nine
See if I get with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I've
into an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from 2004
And I don't know what the fuck that you for
pointless as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows
You're like normal, fuck normal
And I bought a new Raygun from the future
To just come and ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he like a fag at Maywhether's pad
Singin' to a man they played piano
Man, oh man, was a 24/7 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
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm
Innovative and I'm made of
So anything you saying ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating, than never demonstrating
How to give a audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that the are forever waiting
For the day they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you make music
Oh, he's too
Well, that's what they do they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap Doc
on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs that
I don't know what to use
Let me know when it to you
While I'm ripping any one of these diverse as you
curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta to,
Prove that if half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh!
flunkie, pill junky
But look at the accolades the skills me
Full of myself, but still
I bully myself cause I me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I in tongues
But it's tongue in cheek, fuck you
I'm so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, chunky, but funky
But in my head something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils, what they want from me
They asking me to some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and sympathetic to the situation
And the discrimination
But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade
But if I can't batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to them a cake then?
Don't mistake it for
It's a mistake if you think 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 when you can be a God?