Luyện nghe bài hát Rhyme or Reason

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

My mother reproduced like a dragon
And had me on the back of a
crashed in the side of loco-motive with rap, I'm loco
It's handing a psycho a loaded handgun
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, Rubin my little Padawan)
A Jedi in training, colossal brain and, thoughts of
But and impossible to explain and, I'm also vain and
Probably a way to complain about a Picasso painting
Puke Skywalker, but sound Chewbacca when I talk
Full of such rage I need a seeing eye dog
Can't even find the page, I was this rhyme on
Oh, it's on a rampage, see what I wrote I write small
It ever since I drove a 79 Lincoln with white walls
Had a fire in my heart, and a dire desire to aspire, to Die
So as long as I'm on the clock punching this card
Hip hop ain't on my watch

But sometimes, I'm sleeping, she comes 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 hand to land
And threaten everyone, cause there's no or no reason for nothing

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

No! If he had, he have 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 example of what
the power of the rhyme falls into the wrong hands, and
Makes you want to get up and start
Even if it is Manson who just happens, To be rapping
Blue flashing, laughing all the way to the bank
Lamping in my K-Mart mansion, I'm in the style
a pile in my car, ripping the aisle apart
With power comes absolutely no responsibility, for content
Completely, despondent, and
The of nonsense and controversy is on, a
Beat killing spree, honor, I must, plea
Guilty, cause I sparked a,
without a cause, who caused the evolution of rap
To take it to the level, boost it
But rebuked it, and whoever produced it
(Hip hop is the devil's music) Is that me? It 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 hear a peep, not even a whisper
Rappers better stay 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 back what's mine
With hands, and torture everyone, that is my plan
My job here isn't done, cause no rhyme or no reason for nothing

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

So yeah dad walk
Let's us a father and son talk
But I bet we probably wouldn't get one
Without me your block off
This is all fault
that's why I'm always so bananas
I appeal to all walks of like
had strife
Maybe what dad and son talks are like
Cause I to the struggles of young America
When their fucking parents were unaware of their
Now they're ripping out their fucking hair
a stare 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 cold
You critics pay me a visit
Misery loves company, please stay a
to a hypocrite
Zip lip if you dish it but can't take it
Too busy getting stoned in glass house
To rocks, then you wonder why I lash out
Mathers as advertised on the flyers
So the word cause I'm promoting my passion til I'm passed out
A completely brain dead
Doing a bankhead in a chair
So bitch, if you me a look it better be a blank stare
Or get shanked in the pancreas, I'm angrier
All 8 of the reindeer put with Chief Keef
Cause I hate every thing, yeah
Even this rhyme bitch, and tryna look
For a fucking reason for it ain't there
But I still am a
Ten year old degenerate on my genitals
The last Mathers LP went diamond
This time I'm this one will go emerald
When will the end, how can it when
There's no to the pad and pen
The only message that I have to is
Dad, I'm back at it