Luyện nghe bài hát Roman's Revenge

[Nicki
I am not Jasmine, I am
so far ahead, these is lagging
see me in that new thing, is gagging
I'm starting to feel a dungeon dragon
rah, rah, like a dragon
I'm starting to feel like a dungeon
look at my show footage, how these be spazzing
so I look like getting back to a has-been
yeah, I said it,
hang it up, flatscreen, haha,
hey Nicki, hey Nicki,
I got the pumps, it got medicine
I got bars,
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a
and kick that hoe, punt
forced trauma,
you play the back, bitch, I'm in the
you need a job, ain't cutting it
Minaj is who you ain't f-cking with
You li'l brag a lot, I beat you with a
I am a movie, camera
you outta work, I know tough
but enough is

Rah, rah, a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon

Rah, rah, a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dragon
Rah, rah, a dungeon dragon
Like a dragon, like a dungeon dragon

I ain't into S and M, but my off the chain
a little drop of candy paint drips off the
mind, got a pretzel for a brain
an eraser for a head, f-cking for a frame
you don't it then peel off bitch
every last on Earth I'll kill off
and I still wouldn't you, slut
so wipe the smile on your off
I swear to God piss a Happy Meal off
get the wheels turning, a wheel off
snap the in half, bust the tie-rod
quit "Why, God?"
He ain't got sh-t to do it
Bygones will be bygones
so won't be swallowing my wad
I ain't finished it, nice bra
hope it'll fit a titty, bitch
life's hard, I to God
is a dumb blonde white broad with fake tits and a bad dye job
who just in my f-cking face and called me a f-cking tightwad
so I broke down and bought her an iPod
and caught her stealing my
so I her arms and legs to the bed
set up the camera and pissed on her
look, two and a tripod!
the moral to the is, life's treating you like dry sod?
kick it in its face, my God
it's Shady and Nicki Minaj, you find the sight quite odd
but don't ask why,
(ask why not)

The wo-world is my bag and
If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of
that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
Show me the target so I can lunge and it

Like a, rah, rah, a dungeon dragon
You off, off, they musta bumped your wagon
You musta went off the back, I'm to go off the deep end
I you to stay in your lane, you just choked in traffic

Minaj]
(I-I-I-I-Is) Is the thanks that I get for putting you bitches on?
is it my fault all of you bitches gone?
sent a thank you note, you little ho
now wrap your coffin with a bow
"N-N-N-Nicki, she's just mad you took the spot"
word, that bitch mad I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain't sh-tting, get off the pot
Got n-ggas out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I-I-I-I hear them mumbling, I the cackling
I got 'em scared, shook,
overseas, church,
you at a stand, still,
you sleep on me? Overnight?
I'm the motherf-cking boss,
and I pull up, vroom, motorbike
now all my n-ggas gettin' bucked,
I see them Filas, Levi's
raggedy-ass, in your knee-highs
I the play, now do you see why?
these calling me Manning, Eli
(Manning, Eli!)
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Manning, Eli
These calling me (Manning, Eli)

A-a-a-a-all you little faggots can suck it, no
but I'ma it to 'em like refrigerator magnets
and I'm crooked to make straitjackets bend
yeah, who's back again, bitch
keep acting as if you have the same I have
yeah right, hungry, my ass
You ass-dicks had gastric
Ain't hot to set fire to dry grass
And 'bout as as hair on eyelids (eyelash!)
go a flying leap of faith off a f-cking balcony
'fore I shove a wing up your fly ass
you what time it is, so why ask?
Slim Shady and World's clashing
It's class meets white trash

Rah, rah, like a dungeon
Rah, rah, a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon
Like a dungeon dragon, a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon
Rah, rah, like a dragon
Rah, rah, a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, a dungeon dragon

Minaj]
Roman, Roman!
stop it, it!
you've mad, mad, I tell you, mad!
you and this boy Shady!
What's on? they'll lock you away!
They'll put you in a cell!
I promise! take your warning, Roman
Pleaaaaase, to bed, run along!
Let's go! on!
Wash your mouth out soap, boys