Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to your feelings
But I'm only to get this one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I know what
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 just what the ordered

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

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my
I got a laptop in my pocket
My pen'll go off I half-cock it
Got a fat from that rap profit
Made a living and a off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in
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)
slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy 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 acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, a Maxipad
It's actually bad
For the wack I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as

I'm beginning to like 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 show you maintaining this ain't that hard, that hard

Everybody the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a
Hit the earth like an asteroid, did but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to with 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, Shabazz, 2Pac N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a
To meet Run DMC and induct into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll of Fame
Even though I in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the of shame
You think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me what in the are you thinking?
gay looking boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight looking boy
You a massacre
Like you watching a church gathering take place boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all say looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the
And a way to go from your label everyday boy
Hey, boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah" Dre looking boy
work for everything I have
Never ask nobody for shit, get my face looking boy
Basically boy never gonna be capable
To keep up with the same looking boy

'Cause I'm beginning to like a Rap God, Rap God
All my from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the park, the White Trash God
before 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 zombie
But I got mom deep throating
I'm out my ramen noodle, we nothing in common, poodle
I'm a doberman, yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
me, my honesty's brutal
But honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at least once in a
So I wanna make sure in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some through tough times
But I gotta a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me it's lunchtime
I know there was a time once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you
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 Marshall LP
One where I tried to say I take kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a and a nine
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 stuck in a time warp from though
And I know what the fuck that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel fucking cornrows
You're like normal, fuck normal
And I bought a new Raygun from the future
To just and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab he looked like a fag at Maywhether's pad
Singin' to a man while played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the next day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma you"
Lyrics 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
and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating, than never demonstrating
How to a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be
I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make music, you make elevator music
Oh, he's too
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they 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 Yourself and 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs like
I don't know words to use
Let me know it occurs to you
I'm ripping any one of these verses diverse as you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently you
How verses I gotta murder to,
Prove that if half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh!
School flunkie, pill
But look at the accolades the brung me
Full of myself, but hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do I put my mind to
And I'm a million above you, ill when I speak in tongues
But it's tongue in cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but
But in my head there's something I can tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils, what they want from me
They asking me to some of the women hate
But if you into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and sympathetic to the situation
And understand the
But it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake a cake then?
Don't mistake it for
It's a fatal mistake if you think I to be overseas
And take a to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face and don't be a
Be a king? not, why be a king when you can be a God?