Luyện nghe bài hát Shady 2.0 (cypher)

Welcome to
This is the BET 2.0 cypher 2011
Myself, Slaughterhouse and

Put muthaf-ckas in a box and I send 'em away
Put em in a grade lac and pop the
Hey em in the back, jack hi, dig 'em a grave
Put a inside that Xerox, when I print 'em a page
keys I cant relate, cause I live in a cage
I throw up the A, I take 'em to
I give em a
An easy E for
Thats WWA, white with an
Alphabet is on my plate
All I got is Z's sleeping on me, I can't get 'em awake
I spoon feed them the sound in a full of deceivers and clowns
who believe making it rain cause
All they see is the
And I from the couch of the VIP like a potato with a bunch of
like f-ck it
I feed em a cow
of white boys you can pick from this year
But before you can pick a pepper, you pick up your heater
Cause even Peter Piper could up a mic but what its like to pick a
fight me
It's like putting Nikes on a cheetah with a speedo or at least in my case
I might drink this by the 2 litre
Holla, Shady

Budden]
Say I'm from the new school, I'ma say ya tone and watch ya mouth
If they how to dougie, I'm condoning dropping out
Forced a you birthed and gave me up
I perfected being hip hops foster child, now check it
I don't blame y'all for being trash and copping it
The radio's the crime scene the masses are the
In my youth I throw shots, the fan would it
I'm grown, I watching the throne, I'm sabotaging it
You see four headed monster and the storm looms
Snipe 'em from a distance, the scope got a long
You Super Mario is in the wrong room
Got a figure here you get bigger if you on shrooms
Was left to me I revive what the game be 'bout
I'da took the wine outta house
Enough raps from you scrub about cocking a snub back
Wayne couldn't me how to love that
But I got this shit uptown, she my summer bunny
Both parents broke but she comes for
Think my is her paper to burn so I lock her out and now she doubt
is Stern
She so bad I make her hit the telly a taxi and dead her in that holiday inn
Learnt that Max B
Thats why the haters empty condo on a lamas
I made it right the eyes like I was Beni hanas
Is it me, is what I'm hearing pitiful
Airwaves the same now the typical
My skin thick so the ignore
So unafraid to die you I did it before
The Rodman with the trash talk
walk with the black ball way I bounce off the asphalt with cat paws
Glass jaw, and mask would be the ? with no passport
be found in the mansion in one of my trap doors
If pumps had awards ya status whore
Propbably that , Michael Rappaport and Lattimore
I hip hops alive and well
If it died, you other crews survive the smell

I]
I a victim, the plot'll thicken when the clock is ticken
I em slippin, I gotta give em a shot, I hit 'em with proper spittin
Hottest and compositions, so competitions a contradiction
mentioned they got it crooked, highly fiction, we probably
different, got henchmen, opposition our body quick as Bugatti engines
I'm on a mission to get rich, the lyric kickin' diggin a dish for different spittas
We lyricists get disfigured, sip
Spit like a sick
Notorious Pun and L get the big
The poster I'll roast ya, my mind so its just like the beanie is close to a holster
It's over control my whole region like I'm supposed ta
Flow is going postal even, open
Heart close to freezing, is easy
I'm squeezing, believe me
Dope as westcoast is
So most hope I'm vegan, no pun, beefing
Rappers need to it trill
Give me a beat to kill too many people still sleeping pills
sleeping on my ether skills
And ya'll aint even
You 'bout to die in this cypher before you die you should do the and leave a Will

[Joeel

I aint a rap dude, I'm a who rap
Before this I was moving
y'all would come when y'all rhyme I salute and dap
And if I then remove ya snaps, you aint cool you wack
With ya foolish yac's? skinny jeans dont ya ass shoot
It ya booty claps
Don't like Tyler Perry, this the Slaughterhouse of Pain
brown, tight and heavy
When it comes to sixteen's I'm a feinding a studio
Near a needle with a mean lean, probably writing that ?
Getting my on, may all the Olajuwon's be the dream team
This is an all day slaughter feindin for us to break like Beyonce's water
The four quarters doing all the eating and you gotta know why I the cut, I'm Puerto Rican
Ortiz the fire ready
and tryna put me out's like tryna steal a transvestite from

[Royce Da
I'm do or die
And you can the sticker sittin on the door
Of that your suicide note
Hi Rihanna..
Is Nicki living with Let me know
So I can buy binoculars and
Hi Rihanna..
I don't to know you better
You me you love my music again, we go together
Bye Rihanna..
Now back to y'all
We rock out like the outside of a guitar
Thousand frames, I prefer to see the world through
Don't ask me nothing Budden, I ? my girl too
You ask me why do I keep I say it's cheaper too
That's why I ride in a rose like Wiz Khalifa do
Rappers, I'm daddy, I tell you straight as this
You don't kill but your father will like smith
I tell ya I tell my Spanish chick
You fly but I ain't going on no landing strip
So get your wax on Daniel-son
I'm a have to run like De La Hoya in drag when come
Point out the greatest rapper I red dot 'em
Smack his girl on the butt and buy her red bottom
every deceased rapper back to see his wife
While I'm cyber sexing Jessica Alba, via skype
I'm on my d-boy, d-bo
Spiritual steelo like cee-lo green
Get out the camera with yo B Roll
You know flow is whack
We cornered the like a walmart in a culdesac
Yeah, this what 2 million singles sold and a that's gold
Look like, without having to sell your

Lyrical, miracle, spiritual, individual
Subliminal, in swimming pool

You 'bout to see destroyed
It'll never be
When I unleash these beastly hoards on your CD
stop it, you gon need a priest and at least three swords
A license to ill the Beastie Boys, 3 ouija boards
And a squeegee and please be warned don't ask for the for
Or the holy water, acid rapper that'll eat floors
Eat a in the rhyme book, you see these horns?
And as for me, you ask where I'm will he be mourned?
Is puke luke warm? Casey Anthony do porn?
Can that fit a newborn dead baby inside her freakin shoebox
with a shoehorn, smother in so she can go get her groove on?
Can she duct tape and Velcro a fetus? yo,
Joe I need his empty box from his old shell toe adidas
So I can put these in the fetal position, they're getting elbows to
the
Yeah, big deal. I took little kids big wheel
And spit in his fricken big meal
Quit tryna bite me and pinch, you win sit
You put your six inch heel through my Benz windshield?
Is it we bout to kick up?
Can fit a fifth of rum in a big cup?
Between a stick shift in his pick up
And drink like a hick, redneck, hillbilly till he gets hiccups?
the script up like Mike Vick
Get bit in his by a pit, yup I'm a sick pup
I'd be a horrible
I'd f*ck that trick up
Fix ya lips up to say fly, or zip up
A-B? Let's C. You said you were gonna do
Till you around and get dropped like an E
you add an I-N-G
Don't put a K in front of that though, I MC
Cause I'm not the king of microphone booth
It's like a phonebooth
Superman in this bitch, won't do
It me more power, I bump the fat boys and
Eat rat poison, and take meteor
Fresh outta the mental hospital and me not flossing a finger
I hop in a mosh pit, will be like Nas doing gospel or R&B, you crazy?
Me pushing up daisies, thought is impossible
Is it flashing across the news, Posdnuos was with a prostitute
With a Johnson, boobs, and a monstrous tube of lube
And a bra, some boots, some panties, and an aqua blue
Swallowing a popsicle, playing pool
So kill the it ain't happenin
I'm a rap till I'm fuel