Luyện nghe bài hát Roman's Revenge

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

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

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

I ain't into S and M, but my off the chain
a little drop of candy paint off the frame
twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a
an eraser for a head, f-cking pencil for a
you like it then peel off bitch
every last woman on Earth kill off
and I still wouldn't you, slut
so wipe the on your grill off
I swear to God I'll piss a Meal off
get the wheels turning, a wheel off
snap the in half, bust the tie-rod
quit "Why, God?"
He got sh-t to do with it
will never be bygones
so be finished swallowing my wad
I ain't finished blowing it, bra
hope fit a tough titty, bitch
life's hard, I to God
life is a dumb blonde broad with fake tits and a bad dye job
who spit in my f-cking face and called me a f-cking tightwad
so finally I broke down and her an iPod
and her stealing my music
so I her arms and legs to the bed
set up the and pissed twice on her
look, two and a tripod!
the moral to the is, life's treating you like dry sod?
it back in its face, my God
it's and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd
but ask why, bitch
(ask why not)

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

Like a, rah, rah, like a dungeon
You off, off, they musta bumped your wagon
You went off the back, I'm 'bout 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 this the that I get for putting you bitches on?
is it my that all of you bitches gone?
shoulda sent a thank you note, you ho
now I'ma wrap coffin with a bow
"N-N-N-Nicki, she's mad 'cause you took the spot"
word, that bitch mad 'cause I took the
Well, bitch, if you sh-tting, then get off the pot
Got n-ggas out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I-I-I-I hear mumbling, I hear the cackling
I got 'em scared, shook,
overseas, church,
you at a stand, still,
you wanna on me? Overnight?
I'm the boss, overwrite
and when I up, vroom, motorbike
now all my n-ggas gettin' bucked,
I see them dusty-ass Filas,
raggedy-ass, holes in your
I the play, now do you see why?
bitches 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 can suck it, no homo
but I'ma stick it to 'em like refrigerator
and I'm crooked enough to make straitjackets
yeah, look back again, bitch
keep as if you have the same passion I have
right, still hungry, my ass
You ass-dicks had bypass
Ain't hot enough to set fire to dry
And 'bout as violent as hair on (eyelash!)
go take a flying leap of faith off a balcony
'fore I shove a falcon wing up fly ass
you know what time it is, so why
Slim Shady and Nicki's clashing
high class meets white trash

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

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

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