Luyện nghe bài hát Rhyme or Reason

(What's your name?)
(Who's your daddy?) I don't one

My mother reproduced like a komodo
And had me on the back of a
Then crashed in the side of loco-motive rap, I'm loco
It's like handing a psycho a loaded
with a paint gun in a tantrum
About to explode all over the
with the Yoda of rap in a spasm
(Your usually has them)
(But waned for the game your it hasn't)
(Follow you must, Rick Rubin my Padawan)
A in training, colossal brain and, thoughts of entertaining
But docile and impossible to explain and, I'm also and
find a way to complain about a Picasso painting
Puke Skywalker, but sound like when I talk
Full of blind rage I need a seeing eye dog
Can't even find the page, I was writing rhyme on
Oh, it's on a rampage, couldn't see what I wrote I small
It says ever since I drove a 79 Lincoln with white
Had a fire in my heart, and a desire to aspire, to Die Hard
So as long as I'm on the punching this time card
Hip hop dying on my watch

But sometimes, when I'm sleeping, she to me in my dreams
Is she Is she mine? Don't got, don't care, don't have two shits to give
Let me take you by the to promise land
And threaten everyone, cause there's no rhyme or no for nothing

(Whats name?) Marshall
(Who's your daddy?) I don't know him, but I
(Is he rich like me?)
(Has he taken, any time, to show you you need to live?)

No! If he had, he wouldn't ended up in these rhymes on my pad
I be so mad, my attitude wouldn't be so bad, yeah, dad
I'm The epitome and the prime of what happens
the power of the rhyme falls into the wrong hands, and
Makes you to get up and start dancing
if it is Charles Manson who just happens, To be rapping
Blue flashing, laughing all the way to the bank
Lamping in my mansion, I'm in the style department
With a pile in my car, ripping the apart
With great power comes absolutely no responsibility, for
Completely, despondent, and
The of nonsense and controversy is on, a
Beat spree, your honor, I must, plea
Guilty, cause I a, Revolution
Rebel without a cause, who the evolution of rap
To take it to the next level, it
But rebuked it, and whoever produced it
(Hip hop is the devil's music) Is me? It belongs to me?
'Cause I just happen to be, a white devil with two horns
That don't honk but every time I you, hear a beep?
But lyrically I never hear a peep, not even a
Rappers stay clear of me, bitch
its the...

It's the time of the season, when hate runs
And this time, give it to you easy, when I take what's mine
With pleasured hands, and torture everyone, that is my
My job here isn't done, cause there's no rhyme or no reason for

(What's your name?)
(Who's daddy?) I don't give a fuck, but I wonder
(Is he like me?) Doubt it, ha
(Has he taken, any time, to show you what you to live?)

So yeah dad walk
have us a father and son talk
But I bet we probably wouldn't get one
Without me knocking your off
This is all fault
Maybe that's why I'm so bananas
I appeal to all those walks of
had strife
Maybe that's what dad and son talks are
I related to the struggles of young America
When fucking parents were unaware of their troubles
Now they're out their fucking hair again
It's a ruckle, I chuckle
Cause everybody bloodies their knuckles
Yeah, uh oh, better knuckleheads
The of my hustle says don't knock
The doors broken, it won't
It might just fly open, get cocked
You critics come pay me a
Misery loves company, stay a minute
to a hypocrite
Zip your lip if you it but can't take it
Too busy getting in your glass house
To kick rocks, you wonder why I lash out
Mister as advertised on the flyers
So spread the word cause I'm my passion til I'm passed out
A completely dead Rainman
a bankhead in a restraint chair
So bitch, if you shoot me a look it better be a blank
Or get in the pancreas, I'm angrier than
All 8 of the reindeer put with Chief Keef
Cause I hate every thing, yeah
this rhyme bitch, and quit tryna look
For a reason for it that ain't there
But I still am a
Ten year old grabbing on my genitals
The last LP that went diamond
This time I'm predicting this one go emerald
When will the end, how can it when
no method to the pad and pen
The only message that I have to is
Dad, I'm at it again