Luyện nghe bài hát Six in the Morning

[Intro:
good
Haha, wake your fuckin asses up
You with us or
Well come on then, you what time it is
Stop on my group bitch!

[Verse 1:
For whatever it's worth it's worth me my ass whipped
I'ma have da last lips to ever kiss ass with ( kiss )
I just can't get these little pissants
That be rauny bad asses so bad
And they so mad they can't it
we can and they can't spit (Haawk)
And they handle it like a man
And that's when it just
And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an it isn't rap is it?
Hip-Hop a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shit
Maybe I'm old but my pashion
Is to smash anyone rappin without a slappin
Believe me I'd much pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm pissed now
But it all depends on just how far it get's on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna it
Cause if I get pushed the edge then I'm pullin you with me
You poke a stick at a you get bit B
words stick to you like crazy glue
When you diss me cause they just off me like bullets do fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me I'm gone
Like Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!)
I do with Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me?

Eminem]
Good mornin' good mornin'
Kick your shoes off fuckers come on in
Cause we get it on the break of dawn an
Wake ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin
Cause we leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have a sing with the words to the song an
If you don't know the and you can't sing along then
Fake you know 'em motherfucker an join in
good mornin'

[Verse 2:
Its in the media me of a beef starter
In a party with it's hard to keep me without one
Fuck snubs I'm walkin with a shotgun
popin slugs they hot son, better not run
The bosses of all a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious
In a full of dark shit,
gothic death prophet, you stop breathin
You die quicker than mach speed without
It ain't what you readin
you meet me better speak like a season's greetins
Either that or we'll be free when
You niggaz need a 'E' just to shit!
leader is a botique bitch
Keep the heater where you can quick
I snipe you with it and we won't even it a secret
Nigga I did it from a mind of a mental
When glocks wave you can save that conversation for
You

[Chorus:
Good mornin' everybody mornin'
Kick your shoes off mother come on in
Cause we get it on until the of dawn an
Wake your ass up motherfuckers yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin 6 in the mornin
So have a sing along the words to the song an
If you don't know the words and you can't sing along
Fake like you 'em motherfucker an join in
Everybody good

[Verse 3: Kon
Yo yo I heard you niggas don't us
But so this beef is like
'What the did he say in his rap Em?'
I can see that he's just a
I mean niggaz squeeze on me
Please I'm seeing
I don't need no enemies, as my a couple trucks
Am I empty seein them white I emtpy out them to fight you
In front of every that I don't like
No need for metaphores I get yours across when I
So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, shit I like you, WHAT!"
I might as well give this up like heavy
And just an leave D12 and this blunt
We can't destruct
I've never felt it this
on fellas, get up
We got to fight like Bugs last night of his come on

[Verse 4:
I walk a limp, pistol hangin off-a the hip
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when a fith
Your carcus is even the beef is partially thick
We can't take you serious, you a comedy
You probaly wish that you be out shootin them G's
But the only thing you is the breeze
I can't believe you speaking on movin
But every we hear you kick it
The only that you sellin is wolf tickets
I look cause niggas will test your nut sack
So when they bust you better bust
And get your guts outa your stomach
And when want it (yeah)
I bring a hundred from runave
So get to and if you comin

Eminem]
Good everybody good mornin'
Kick your shoes off mother come on in
we get it on until the break of dawn an
Wake your ass up motherfuckers yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin 6 in the mornin
So have a sing along with the to the song an
If you know the words and you can't sing along then
Fake you know 'em motherfucker an join in
Everybody good