Luyện nghe bài hát The Most Shady

[ 1 ] [ Eminem ]

It has been said, that there has been known to be blood
Over bread, men who have bled to death,
Strapped to beds, bombs dynamite lead
Money, power, respect, cred, yeah
It's scary aint it? Picture yourself going out as a
Picth a Mural, pictures of us painted all over corners
Fans meet to mourn us, while we meet the
tried to warn us
So many piggy bank off of, Biggie's and Pac's
Landmarks, in rap, statistically in fact
so sad to see us re-enact
These tragic events, lead us back
To we left of March 9th to come from such hard knock lifes
And make it out of the to hit the spotlights
Once the artist, this is our
out for all eyes
And he who the longest must be the strongest
In this jungle
Where this dog eat dog mentality comes
This origin, which is usually from cats are starving
Or it just be somebodys aura that just horrifies
And applies to his persona or the sizes in his
That intimidates the to the point
You know that he's gangster, he gotta say shit you just believe it

[ Verse 2 ] [ Trice ]

Since Big taught us niggas to big
I'm been my business since then so it aint Cheers
It aint how we live, it's he said he did it for Brooklyn
This I took in, sent through my skin
Vicious, I've experienced in the same as him
It's excited Obie to write these poems
Rolling, going through the same he spoken
up my eyes there's no limit in them skies
When Ready 2 Die was a part of my life
that .45, plotting to pop my mind
Then that crooked eye Jamaican, I'd so times Rewind
Got me to walk a line and get up on my grind
Get up out the system, who could give him signs?
No pop of mine could top Big rhymes
So I'd be popular huh?
That's the inspiration I got from my P.I

[ Verse 3 ] [ P ]

I a coal, a diamond, I moulded his mind, enter
The most artist of any and all time
I a Frankenstein, my designs impressed
Backpackers and press who said my house was a
lash, said I made a fortune of his past an'
All is did was build a dynasty off of his
And I'm addressing the adolesence to who he is
The original king of New York Christopher
This is a on Diddy's honor
I'm a father to ya'll and ya with all the drama
even bother, or repeat
All of your albums play to back
And I visit your grave our friendships intact
An concept, extravagant progress
Bullet wounds left in my heart, I'm yelling God
Regardless to critics that 'east-west'
I seen the game loosing, I'm pressing the reset
the ressurection of you shines through an individual
Lyrical enough, doing the same crown of thorns
I'ma pay homage, brooklyns
Wether it's Queens or it'll be instant stardom, ni99a!