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 this one
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling got, like something's about to happen, but I don't 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 ordered

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

But for me to rap a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back
My go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from rap profit
a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in
Monica Lewinsky feeling 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 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 stunts I'm practicing
That I'll still be able to a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my of attack
Rappers are having a time period, here's a Maxipad
It's disastrously bad
For the while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as

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

want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to for a nuisance
Hit the like 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 a new school full of students
Me? I'm a of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac 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 them into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of
On the of shame
You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of
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, all they say looking boy
You get a up, pat on the back
And a way to go from label everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say boy?
I got a "hell yeah" Dre looking boy
work for everything I have
Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my looking boy
Basically boy never gonna be capable
To keep up with the same pace 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 around the track, call me Nascar,
Dale Earnhardt of the park, the White Trash God
Kneel before Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard

So you be and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these 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 your mom throating
I'm out my ramen noodle, we have in common, poodle
I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage,
me, my honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize I do though
For good at least once in a
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken I scribble and doodle
rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you
Rappers are hungry looking at me it's lunchtime
I know was a time where once I
Was king of the underground, but I rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you
Appeal the skin color of mine
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 where I tried to say I take seven kids from
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a and a nine
See if I get away it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I've
Morphed into an immortal coming the portal
You're in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the fuck you rhyme for
You're pointless as with fucking cornrows
You're like normal, fuck normal
And I just bought a new Raygun from the
To come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
Fab said he looked like a fag at Maywhether's pad
Singin' to a man while they played
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable
So Ray J went straight to the radio the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma you"
Lyrics at you at supersonic 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
Innovative and I'm made of
So that anything you saying off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm stating, more than never demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a like it's 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 know the way to get 'em
I make elevating music, you elevator music
Oh, he's too
Well, that's what do when they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I 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 make songs like
I know 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 hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta to,
Prove that if you're half as at songs you can sacrifice virgins 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 it's still in cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and
Angels fight with devils, here's what they from me
asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had
Then you may be a little patient and sympathetic to the situation
And the discrimination
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 them a cake
Don't mistake it for
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be
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 king you can be a God?