Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your
But I'm going to get this one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, 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 were just what the doctor

I'm beginning to feel a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the 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 pocket
My pen'll go off I half-cock 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 feeling on his
I'm an MC still as
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, (Kill 'em all with)
slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don't wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac
The exact same time I attempt these lyrical stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll still be able to break a table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in
Only realized it was I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a
It's disastrously bad
For the while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as

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

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful
Everybody loves to for a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid, did nothing but 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 of students
Me? I'm a of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got
enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct them into the Rock n'
Roll Hall of
Even though I in the church 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 walk a of flames
Off of planking, tell me 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 church gathering take looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say 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" Dre looking boy
I'mma for everything I have
Never ask for shit, get outta my face looking boy
Basically boy you're gonna be capable
To keep up with the pace looking boy

'Cause I'm to feel 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, me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the park, the White Trash God
Kneel General Zod this 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 these bombs I'm
And I should not be
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 nothing in common,
I'm a doberman, pinch 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 once in a
So I wanna make somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get people through tough times
But I gotta a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me it's lunchtime
I know was a time where once 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 with the skin of mine
You get too big and here come trying to,
you like that one line 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 and a nine
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but
Morphed into an immortal coming the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from 2004
And I don't know what the that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with cornrows
like normal, fuck being normal
And I just bought a new Raygun the future
To just come and shoot ya like when made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab he looked like a fag at Maywhether's pad
Singin' to a man they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio the very next day
"Hey, Fab, kill you"
Lyrics at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I'm a
What I do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you saying ricocheting off of me and it'll to you
I'm never stating, more never demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever
For the day that they can say I off, they'd be celebrating
Cause I the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator
Oh, too mainstream
Well, that's what they do when get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to it
With rock, shock rap Doc
Throw on Yourself and make '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 any one of these verses diverse as you
curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How verses I gotta murder to,
Prove that if you're half as at songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh!
School flunkie, pill
But at the accolades the skills brung me
Full of myself, but hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in
But it's still tongue in cheek, you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm in the front seat
Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
But in my head there's I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils, here's what they from me
They asking me to some of the women hate
But if you into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
you may be a little 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 and don't be a retard
Be a king? not, why be a king when you can be a God?