Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to your feelings
But I'm only going to get one chance
Something's wrong, I can it (Six minutes, Slim 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 it means, we're in trouble, big trouble,
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any
You were just what the doctor

I'm beginning to like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are enough to slap box, slap box?
They 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 back
My pen'll go off I half-cock it
Got a fat from that rap profit
Made a and a killing off it
since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, (Kill 'em all with)
This slickety, gibbedy, hip hop
You don't really wanna get into a match 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 acrobat while 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 I was signed 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 time period, here's a Maxipad
It's disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this as

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

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I got
Well, to be the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the moon
MC's get taken to school this music
Cause I use it as a vehicle to a rhyme
Now I lead a new school 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 up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct them the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll of Fame
Even though I walk in the and burst in a ball of flames
Only of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
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 witnessing a
Like you watching a church gathering take place boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, all they say looking boy
You get a up, pat on the back
And a way to go from your label looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say boy?
I got a "hell yeah" from Dre boy
I'mma 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 looking boy

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the 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
Kneel before General Zod 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 not be woken
I'm the dead, but I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep
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 honesty's
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize I do though
For good at least in a while
So I wanna make somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people tough times
But I keep a few punchlines just in case cause even 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 Pharoahe Monch
So I rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin of mine
You get too big and here they come to,
you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Marshall 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 away with it now 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 though
And I don't know what the fuck you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with fucking
You're like normal, being normal
And I just 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 channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma you"
Lyrics coming at you at speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I'm a
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, more than never
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a like it's levitating
fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
For the day they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
Cause I the way to get 'em motivated
I make music, you make elevator music
Oh, he's too
Well, that's what do when they get jealous, they confuse it
not hip hop, it's pop, cause 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 that
I know what words to use
Let me know when it to you
While I'm ripping any one of verses diverse as you
curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many I gotta murder 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 hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my to
And I'm a million above you, ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue in cheek, you
I'm drunk so take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but
But in my head something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight devils, here's what they want from me
They me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the
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 bake them a cake
mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be
And take a vacation to trip a
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