Luyện nghe bài hát Rhyme or Reason

(What's your name?)
(Who's your daddy?) I have one

My mother like a komodo dragon
And had me on the of a motorcycle
Then crashed in the of loco-motive with rap, I'm loco
like handing a psycho a loaded handgun
Michelangelo with a paint gun in a
About to all over the canvas
with the Yoda of rap in a spasm
(Your usually has them)
(But waned for the game enthusiasm it hasn't)
(Follow you must, Rick my little Padawan)
A Jedi in training, colossal brain and, thoughts of
But docile and to explain and, I'm also vain and
find a way to complain about a Picasso painting
Puke Skywalker, but sound like Chewbacca when I
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 clock this time card
Hip hop ain't on my watch

But sometimes, I'm sleeping, she comes to me in my dreams
Is she taken? Is she mine? Don't got, don't care, don't have two shits to
Let me take you by the hand to promise
And threaten everyone, cause there's no rhyme or no reason for

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

No! If he had, he wouldn't have ended up in these on my pad
I wouldn't be so mad, my attitude be so bad, yeah, dad
I'm The epitome and the prime example of happens
When the power of the rhyme falls into the hands, and
Makes you want to get up and start
Even if it is Charles Manson who happens, To be rapping
Blue flashing, laughing all the way to the bank
in my K-Mart 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 king of and controversy is on, a
killing spree, your honor, I must, plea
Guilty, cause I sparked a,
Rebel a cause, who caused the evolution of rap
To take it to the next level, it
But rebuked it, and whoever produced it
(Hip hop is the music) Is that me? It belongs to me?
'Cause I just happen to be, a white honky devil two horns
That honk but every time I speak 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 runs high
And this time, give it to you easy, when I take back mine
With pleasured hands, and everyone, that is my plan
My job here done, cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing

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

So yeah dad walk
Let's have us a and son talk
But I bet we probably get one block
Without me your block off
This is all your
that's why I'm always so bananas
I appeal to all those walks of
Whoever had
that's what dad and son talks are like
Cause I related to the struggles of young
When their fucking were unaware of their troubles
Now they're out their fucking hair again
It's a stare ruckle, I
Cause everybody bloodies bare knuckles
Yeah, uh oh, better knuckleheads
The sound of my hustle says knock
The doors broken, it won't
It just fly open, get cold cocked
You critics come pay me a
Misery company, please stay a minute
to a hypocrite
Zip your lip if you dish it but can't it
Too busy getting stoned in glass house
To kick rocks, then you why I lash out
Mister Mathers as advertised on the
So spread the cause I'm promoting my passion til I'm passed out
A completely brain Rainman
a bankhead in a restraint chair
So bitch, if you shoot me a look it better be a stare
Or get shanked in the pancreas, I'm than
All 8 of the reindeer put together Chief Keef
I hate every fucking thing, yeah
Even this bitch, and quit tryna look
For a reason for it that ain't there
But I am a criminal
Ten year old grabbing on my genitals
The Mathers LP that went diamond
This time I'm predicting this one go emerald
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