Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

Look, I was gonna go on you and not to hurt 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 I've 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 any chances
You were just the doctor ordered

I'm beginning to feel 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?
said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my
I got a in my back 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 Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica 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 pissing with this rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac
The exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat while I'm practicing
That I'll still be to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to after the fact
How I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a
It's actually bad
For the wack I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as

I'm to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap
Let me show you maintaining this 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 with this music
I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new full of students
Me? I'm a of Rakim, Lakim 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 the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the 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?
gay looking boy
So gay I can say it with a straight face looking boy
You a massacre
Like you watching a church gathering take looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all say looking boy
You get a up, pat on the back
And a way to go from your label looking boy
Hey, boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah" Dre looking boy
I'mma work for everything I
Never ask nobody for shit, get my face looking boy
Basically boy you're gonna be capable
To keep up the same pace looking boy

'Cause I'm to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar,
Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod this Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard

So you be Thor and be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading immediately 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, yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me, my honesty's
But it's honestly if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at least in a while
So I make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's
I there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe grind
So I crunch rhymes, but when you combine
with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they trying to,
Censor you like that one I said 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 away with it now that I as big as I was, but I've
Morphed into an immortal coming through the
You're stuck in a time from 2004 though
And I don't know what the fuck you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel fucking cornrows
You're like normal, fuck normal
And I just bought a new Raygun the future
To just come and ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
Fab said 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 cable
So Ray J went straight to the station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, kill you"
coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa lamaa you assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm
Innovative and I'm of rubber
So that anything you ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm stating, more than never demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like levitating
fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be
Cause I know the way to get 'em
I make elevating music, you make music
Oh, he's too
Well, what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a way to fuse it
With rock, rap with Doc
Throw on Lose and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs like
I don't know what to use
Let me know it occurs to you
I'm ripping any one of these verses diverse as you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently you
How many verses I murder to,
Prove that if you're half as nice at songs you can virgins too uh!
flunkie, pill junky
But look at the accolades the brung me
Full of myself, but 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 speak in
But it's still in cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, chunky, but funky
But in my head there's I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils, here's what want from me
They asking me to eliminate of the women hate
But if you take into the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and more to the situation
And understand the
But fuck it, handing you lemons, make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
mistake it for Satan
It's a mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip a
And make her fall on her face and don't be a
Be a king? Think not, why be a when you can be a God?