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
wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know
If that means, I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble,
And if he is as as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You just what the doctor ordered

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

But for me to rap like a must be in my genes
I got a in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I it
Got a fat knot that rap profit
Made a and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was 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 match with rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, pack rap, yep, yackidy-yac
The exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat while I'm practicing
That I'll still be able to break a table
Over the 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, my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a time 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 back nod, nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a
Hit the like an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to school with this
Cause I use it as a to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new school full of
Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, got Slim
enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and them into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a of flames
Only Hall of 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 fuck are you
gay looking boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight looking boy
You witnessing a
Like you watching a church gathering take looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the
And a way to go from your everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking
I got a "hell yeah" Dre looking boy
I'mma work for everything I
Never ask for shit, get outta my face looking boy
boy you're never gonna be capable
To keep up with the same pace boy

'Cause I'm beginning to feel a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the Trash 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 immediately with 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 ramen noodle, we nothing in common, poodle
I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage,
me, my honesty's brutal
But it's futile if I don't utilize what I do though
For at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to to try and help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines in case cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of
You get too big and here they come 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 seven kids from
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a
See if I get away 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 from 2004 though
And I don't know what the fuck that you for
pointless as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows
You're like normal, fuck being
And I just bought a new from the future
To just come and shoot ya like Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he like a fag at Maywhether's pad
Singin' to a man while played piano
Man, oh man, that was a special on the cable channel
So Ray J went to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma you"
Lyrics coming at you at speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa lamaa you assuming I'm a human
I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm of rubber
So that 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 haters are forever
For the day that can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make music, you make elevator music
Oh, too mainstream
Well, what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, I found a hella way to fuse it
rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make like that
I know what words to use
Let me when it occurs to you
While I'm ripping any one of verses diverse as you
curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I murder to,
Prove that if you're half as nice at songs you can sacrifice too uh!
School flunkie, junky
But look at the the skills brung 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 still 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, chunky, but funky
But in my there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils, here's what they from me
They asking me to eliminate some of the hate
But if you into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the
And understand the
But fuck it, life's you lemons, make lemonade then
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 if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to a broad
And her fall on her face and don't be a retard
Be a king? Think not, why be a when you can be a God?