Luyện nghe bài hát Rhyme or Reason

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

My mother reproduced like a dragon
And had me on the of a motorcycle
Then crashed in the side of loco-motive rap, I'm loco
It's like handing a a loaded handgun
with a paint gun in a tantrum
About to explode all the canvas
Back with the Yoda of rap in a
(Your usually has them)
(But waned for the game your it hasn't)
(Follow you must, Rubin my little Padawan)
A Jedi in training, colossal and, thoughts of entertaining
But docile and impossible to explain and, I'm vain and
Probably find a way to complain a Picasso painting
Puke Skywalker, but like Chewbacca when I talk
Full of such blind I need a seeing eye dog
Can't even find the page, I was this rhyme on
Oh, it's on a rampage, couldn't see what I wrote I write
It says ever since I drove a 79 Lincoln white walls
Had a in my heart, and a dire desire to aspire, to Die Hard
So as long as I'm on the punching this time card
Hip hop ain't on my watch

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

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

No! If he had, he have ended up in these rhymes on my pad
I wouldn't be so mad, my wouldn't be so bad, yeah, dad
I'm The epitome and the example of what happens
the power of the rhyme falls into the wrong hands, and
Makes you want to get up and dancing
Even if it is Charles who just happens, To be rapping
Blue lights flashing, all the way to the bank
Lamping in my K-Mart mansion, I'm in the style
With a pile in my car, ripping the apart
With great power comes absolutely no responsibility, for
Completely, despondent, and
The king of nonsense and is on, a
Beat killing spree, honor, I must, plea
Guilty, cause I sparked a,
Rebel without a cause, who caused the of rap
To it to the next level, boost it
But several rebuked it, and whoever it
(Hip hop is the music) Is that me? It belongs to me?
I just happen to be, a white honky devil with two horns
That don't honk but every time I speak you, a beep?
But lyrically I never a peep, not even a whisper
Rappers better clear of me, bitch
its the...

It's the time of the season, hate runs high
And time, give it to you easy, when I take back what's mine
With pleasured hands, and everyone, that is my plan
My job isn't done, cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing

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

So yeah dad walk
have us a father and son talk
But I bet we probably get one block
Without me knocking your off
This is all your
Maybe why I'm always so bananas
I appeal to all those of like
Whoever had
Maybe that's dad and son talks are like
Cause I to the struggles of young America
When their fucking parents unaware of their troubles
Now they're ripping out their fucking hair
It's a stare ruckle, I
Cause everybody their bare knuckles
Yeah, uh oh, beware knuckleheads
The sound of my hustle says knock
The broken, it won't lock
It might just fly open, get cold
You critics come pay me a
Misery loves company, please a minute
Kryptonite to a
Zip lip if you dish it but can't take it
Too busy getting stoned in your glass
To kick rocks, you wonder why I lash out
Mister as advertised on the flyers
So the word cause I'm promoting my passion til I'm passed out
A completely brain Rainman
Doing a 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 fucking thing, yeah
Even this rhyme bitch, and quit look
For a fucking reason for it ain't there
But I am a criminal
Ten year old grabbing on my genitals
The last LP that went diamond
This time I'm predicting this one will go
will the madness end, how can it when
There's no to the pad and pen
The only message that I have to is
Dad, I'm at it again