Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your
But I'm only going to get one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, on)
Just a feeling got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If means, what I think 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 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, slap
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 in my back pocket
My pen'll go off I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from rap profit
Made a living and a off it
Ever Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky on his nut-sack
I'm an MC as honest
But as rude and as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
This slickety, gibbedy, hip hop
You don't wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac
The same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin'
Over the of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the
How could I not All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
are having a rough 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 the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining shit ain't that hard, that hard

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and exuberance
loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid, did but shoot for the moon since
MC's get to school with this music
Cause I use it as a vehicle to bust a
Now I lead a new school of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Shabazz, 2Pac N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, got Slim
Inspired to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of
Even I walk 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 I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me what in the are you thinking?
Little gay boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face boy
You witnessing a
you watching a church gathering take place looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, all they say looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the
And a way to go your label everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say boy?
I got a "hell yeah" from Dre boy
I'mma for everything I have
Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face boy
Basically boy you're gonna be capable
To keep up with the pace looking boy

I'm beginning 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,
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the Trash God
before General 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 these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be
I'm the walking dead, but I'm a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got mom deep throating
I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common,
I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage,
It's me, my brutal
But honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at 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 just in cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry at me like it's lunchtime
I there 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 when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of
You get too big and here they come to,
Censor you like one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Marshall Mathers LP
One where I tried to say I 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 through the portal
stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the fuck that you for
You're pointless as with fucking cornrows
like normal, fuck being normal
And I just bought a new Raygun from the
To just and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at pad
Singin' to a man while they played
Man, oh man, was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, kill you"
Lyrics at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you 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 saying off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating, more than never
How to a motherfuckin' 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 elevating music, you make music
Oh, too mainstream
Well, what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to it
rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em it
I don't how to make songs like that
I don't know what to use
Let me know it occurs to you
While I'm any one of these verses diverse as you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently you
How many verses I murder to,
Prove that if half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh!
School flunkie, junky
But look at the accolades the skills me
Full of myself, but still
I bully myself cause I make me do I put my mind to
And I'm a leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
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 there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
fight with devils, here's what they want from me
They asking me to eliminate 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 lemonade
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 to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face and don't be a
Be a king? Think not, why be a king when you can be a