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 it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're 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 any chances
You were just what the doctor

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 to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me

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 was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as
But as rude and as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing with this rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep,
The exact same time I attempt these lyrical stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll be able to break a motherfuckin' table
the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath the fact
How I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a time period, here's a Maxipad
It's actually bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing masterpiece as

I'm beginning to like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, 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 secret to rap like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful
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 this music
I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new school full of
Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Shabazz, 2Pac N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got
Inspired enough to one day up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct them into the Rock n'
Roll Hall of
Even I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be in is the alcohol of fame
On the of shame
You fags it's all a game 'til I walk 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, that boy's gay, all they say looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the
And a way to go from your label looking 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 my face looking boy
Basically boy you're never gonna be
To keep up with the same pace 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 around the track, me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White God
Kneel before Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard

So you be Thor and be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading with these bombs I'm totin'
And I not be woken
I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head, a zombie
But I got mom deep throating
I'm out my noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle
I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage,
It's me, my brutal
But honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at least once in a
So I wanna sure somewhere in this chicken scratch 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
are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
I there 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 when you
Appeal with the skin color of
You get too big and they come trying to,
Censor you like that one line I on "I'm Back" from the Marshall Mathers LP
One I tried 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 with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I've
Morphed an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp 2004 though
And I don't know what the that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel fucking cornrows
like normal, fuck being normal
And I just bought a new Raygun from the
To just come and shoot ya like Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab he looked like a fag at Maywhether's pad
Singin' to a man they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma you"
Lyrics coming at you at speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you I'm a human
What I do to get it through 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, than never demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like levitating
Never fading, and I know that the haters are waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, be celebrating
Cause I the way to get 'em motivated
I elevating music, you make elevator music
Oh, too mainstream
Well, that's what do when they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to it
With rock, rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em it
I know how to make songs like that
I don't what words to use
Let me know when it to you
While I'm ripping any one of these diverse as you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently you
How many verses I murder to,
Prove that if you're 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 cause I make me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I in tongues
But it's still tongue in cheek, you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, chunky, but funky
But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and
Angels fight with devils, here's what they want me
asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the
But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake a cake then?
mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal if you think I need to be overseas
And a vacation to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face and don't be a
Be a king? Think not, why be a king you can be a God?