Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

Look, I was go easy 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)
a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
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 to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to box, slap box?
They I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

But for me to rap like a must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my pocket
My pen'll go off I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap
Made a and a killing off it
Ever Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky on his nut-sack
I'm an MC as honest
But as and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (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 back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep,
The exact same time I these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll be able to break 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 drop F-bombs, feel my of attack
Rappers are having a rough period, here's a Maxipad
It's disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully this masterpiece as

I'm to feel 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 box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, hard

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and exuberance
loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to with this music
Cause I use it as a to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new school 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 grow up, 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 ball of
Only of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the of shame
You think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking, me what in the fuck are you thinking?
Little gay boy
So gay I can barely say it with a face looking boy
You a massacre
Like you watching a gathering take place looking boy
Oy vey, that gay, that's all they say looking boy
You get a up, pat on the back
And a way to go your label everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, you say looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah" from Dre boy
I'mma work for everything I
ask nobody for shit, get outta my face looking boy
Basically boy never gonna be capable
To up with the same pace looking 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 the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the 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 immediately with bombs I'm totin'
And I not be woken
I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep
I'm out my ramen noodle, we nothing in common, poodle
I'm a doberman, yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me, my brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do
For at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through times
But I gotta keep a few just 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 like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes you combine
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 I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine
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 through the
You're in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't what the fuck that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel fucking cornrows
You're normal, fuck being normal
And I just a new Raygun from the future
To just come and shoot ya like 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 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma you"
coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you I'm a human
I gotta 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 a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that the haters are waiting
For the day that they can say I off, they'd be celebrating
I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you elevator music
Oh, too mainstream
Well, that's what they do they get jealous, they confuse it
not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, rap with Doc
Throw on Yourself and make 'em lose it
I know how to make songs like that
I don't what words to use
Let me when it occurs to you
While I'm any one of these verses diverse as you
curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta to,
Prove that if you're half as nice at songs you can virgins too uh!
School flunkie, junky
But at the accolades the skills brung me
Full of myself, but hungry
I bully myself I make me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in
But it's tongue in cheek, fuck 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 something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight devils, here's what they want from me
They asking me to some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter that I had
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the
And the discrimination
But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make then
But if I batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be
And a vacation to trip a broad
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