Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

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

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 arms are long enough to slap box, box?
They I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

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

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

Everybody the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to school with music
Cause I use it as a vehicle to 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, thank you, they got
enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of
Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of
You fags think it's all a game 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 place looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, all they say looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the
And a way to go from label 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 from the front to the nod, back nod
The way I'm racing the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Dale of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel General 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 reloading 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 if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at least in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken I scribble and doodle
Enough to maybe to try and help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines in case cause even you unsigned
are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
I know was a time where once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes you combine
with the skin color of mine
You get too big and they come trying to,
you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Marshall Mathers LP
One where I tried to say I 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 that I as big as I was, but I've
Morphed into an coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from though
And I don't know what the fuck you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with fucking
like normal, fuck 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 like a fag at Maywhether's pad
Singin' to a man while they piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the channel
So Ray J straight to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, kill you"
Lyrics coming at you at speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm of rubber
So that anything you ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating, more than demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like levitating
Never fading, and I that the haters are forever waiting
For the day that can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
Cause I know the way to get 'em
I make elevating music, you make elevator
Oh, he's too
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, confuse it
It's not hip hop, pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it
rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em it
I don't know how to songs like that
I know what words to use
Let me know when it to you
While I'm any one of these verses diverse as you
curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta to,
Prove if you're half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh!
School flunkie, pill
But look at the accolades the skills me
of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my to
And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I in tongues
But it's still in cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the seat
Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and
Angels fight devils, here's what they want from me
They asking me to some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter that I had
Then you may be a patient and more 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 it for Satan
It's a mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to a broad
And make her fall on her face and be a retard
Be a king? Think not, why be a king you can be a God?