Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Hit

Shady, me
High & Mighty back with the fliest material
Shady, Shady, me
High and Mighty Trilogy back with the funky

Packin' third eye, pursue a Cyclops
They trade in they tops for nice sized white rocks
Words in my right, that pass my ear
Your style is ass-out like the are next year

Fear this veneer, you get like virgins
Who that cat instead of rehearsing'?
Tough guys, your high rise
Lookin' more like Ronald them fuckin' Fry Guys

Go on fuckin' senoritas
In Bell screamin', "Viva gorditas"
Bring all your dogs, I give em
They never had a like my two aborted babies

Got Pope John the second, prayin' to Satan
Have your girlfriend cookin' up bacon
On barbiturates with that that you hit
my spliffs withcha, 'cause spinal bifida

My nine is ya, six feet when I spray rounds
Hit you with twelve shots in mid-air and four more on the way
As eight strays graze a kid's hair on the playground
You lay on a stretcher, don't get carried away now

No pun intended, just hop out of your
And leave it before I whip out this gun and end it
Unless you want it dented bullet holes any minute
'Cause I can leave your Infinite full of those even if in it

Snatch the airbag, hit the corner and it
Corner the market, I got her up in a chair and gagged
get smacked and grabbed by the hair and dragged
Like women, while I'm gravediggin' with Marilyn Manson

If you got a bowl of better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, take your last hit
And if you wack shit on the microphone
snatch it outta your hand so fast I'ma detach it

So if you got a of hash, you better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma your last hit
I'm flabbergasted off two tabs of
Threw my baby's in the hatchback and latched it

Yo yo, Eon's wack now, how you think
Couldn't get on my record if you shrink rap
Desecrate a with these rhymes I be totin'
Let's go online and jerk off on your modem

I got stupid mucus from these loose
My loose leaf leave your whole weak
To the point that you stand up on your feet, best
Let's go back in and steal my whole steez

The Quickening, did a bris at the
I'm exercisin', doin' liftings and
the nicest, I keep tellin' you
What the fuck this guy on the corner been you?
Here, buy

I'm you at the wrong website
And you, prank you and put the fear of hell in you
Escaped Bellevue, stuffed the nurse in a
Disperse like I added too many in a verse

Slim Shady, a version of birth
Drivin' off, a murdered virgin at church
The first person who the earth for the motherfucker
That pulled the when they shoulda alerted the surgeon first

Get curves and hit with your own words
me alone, bitch, I get on my own nerves
And if I got two balls and a middle finger to throw up
I'm takin' off shoes and stickin' each middle toe up

If you got a bowl of better cash it
You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma take your hit
And if you spittin' shit on the microphone
snatch it outta your hand so fast I'ma detach it

So if you got a bowl of hash, you cash it
You got a satchel, it, I'ma take your last hit
I'm off two tabs of acid
Threw my baby's in the hatchback and latched it

Any out there, I'm willin' to catch it
Slim Shady, all to the High & Mighty

Slim Shady, naughty rotten
Mr. Eon, illest rhyme
Shady, naughty rotten rhymer
Mr. Eon, illest rhyme
Slim Shady, naughty rotten
Mr. Eon, rhyme dropper