Luyện nghe bài hát The Ringer

Yo
Yo, I'm just gonna write
my first
and see where this me.
'Cause I feel I wanna punch the world
in the fuckin' right now

Let me explain just how to make
Straight out the gate, I'm to break you down
Ain't no mistakes allowed, but no mistake I'm 'bout
To rape the alphabet, I may raise some
If I press the just to get the anger out (blllt)
magazine could take Staples out
Savage but ain't thinking 'bout no bank
But bitch I'm off the chain Taylor Brown

Motherfucker, shut the fuck up when I'm talkin', bitch
I'm sorry, wait, what's your Oh, critiquin'
My talent? Oh, bitch I know who the fuck y'all are
To a sub-par bar
Even have an opinion if you, you me
Millions of views, attention the
I mention you, for me, win-win for you
Billions of views, your ten are two
Skim through the to give a shit reviews
To get clicks, but bitch, you just lit the
Don't get misconstrued, as us'
Shit-list renewed, so get to do
Or get dissed 'cause I just don't get what the fuck the shit is that you're listening t-to
Do you have any how much I hate this choppy flow
Everyone copies Probably no
Get fuckin' audio out my Audi, yo, adios
I can see why people like Lil Yachty, but not me
Not dissin', it just ain't for me
All I am simply is just an
Maybe "Stan" just isn't cup of tea
Maybe your full of syrup and lean
I need to stir up shit,
preferably shake the up if it were up to me
Paul wants me to chill, want me to ill
I should eat a pill, I will
Old me the new me, watch him bleed to death
I breathe on the mirror, I see my breath
Possibly I'm dead, I must be
an evil spell, I'm E-V-I-L (evil, but spelled)

Jam a Crest white strip in the tip of my with an ice pick
Stick it in a grip, hang it on a spike fence
it with a pipe wrench
While I take my ballsack and flick it a light switch
vice-president Mike Pence
Back up on my shit in a sidekick as I lay it on a spike

These are things that I'd rather do hear you on a mic
Since nine-tenths of your rhyme is ice and
Jesus Christ man, how many times is someone fuck on my bitch? (Fuck my side chick!)
You never see Em icy, but as cold as I get on the M-I-C
I shit so the Thames might freeze
And your skull split like I bashed you upside it
Bitch I got the on smash like a nightstick (yeah)

down for what? I ain't loud enough
Nah, the valium up
'Cause I don't how I'm gonna get your mouths to shut now
it doesn't matter what caliber I spit at
I'll bet a hundred bucks
just turn around and just be like
"Man, how the fuck sourpuss get mad
'cause his album sucks
and now he wants to it out on us?"
(ooh)
But week,
an ex-fan mailed me a copy of The Mathers LP to me to study
help me get back to myself and she'll love me (ooh)
I mailed the bitch and said if I did that
I'd just be everyone else in the fucking industry
Especially an Recovery clone of me

So finger-bang, chicken wang, MGK, Iggy
Lil Pump, Lil Xan imitate Lil
I should aim at in the game, pick a name
I'm fed up being humble
And rumor is I'm
I'm sure you bumblings
I heard you wanna like an empty stomach
I heard mumbling but it's jumbled in mumbo-jumbo

The era that I'm will pummel you
That's it's comin' to
What the are you gonna do, where you runnin' to?
I'm gonna crumble you and I'll take a two
And dump on you if you ain't
If you Kendrick or Cole
Or Sean then you're a
I'm 'bout to bring it to anyone in this bitch who it

I guess you walk into BK, you expect a Whopper
You can order a quarter when you go to McDonald's
But if you're lookin' to get a porterhouse you go get Revival

But y'all are acting I tried to serve you up a slider
Maybe the should have been auto-tuned and you would have bought it
But sayin' I no longer got it 'cause you missed the line and never it
'Cause it went over your head, because you're too to get it
you're mentally retarded but pretend to be the smartest
With your expertise and knowledge, but you'll be an artist
And I'm harder on myself than you could ever be,
What I'll never be is flawless, all I'll ever be is
Even when I'm they're gonna say I brought it
Even when I hit my forties like a alcoholic
With a full of malt liquor
But I couldn't bottle this shit any
The fact that I know that hit my bottom if I don't
Pull from the jaws of defeat

And to my feet
I don't see why y'all even with me
I get
My die
I ceasefire till at least all are deceased
I'm eastside, be caught slippin'
Now you see why I sleep
Not even a wink, I blink
I don't off, I don't even nod to the beats
I don't even close my eyes when I sneeze

"Aw, man!
BET cypher was weak, it was garbage
The ain't even orange
Oh my God, a reach"
to all my colorblind people
Each and every one of
If you call a engine green, aquamarine
Or you think water is
"Dawg, a date"
"Looks an olive to me"
"Look, an apple"
"No not, it's a peach!"

So finger-bang, Tang, Burger King, Gucci Gang
gonna hate anyway
Doesn't what I say
me Donkey of the Day
What a way for to get underway
But I'm say everything that I wanna say

to the slaughterhouse, bitch! (yeah)
Invite in like a one a day
I'm not (preach)
I feel like the beast of burden
That line in the sand, was it worth it?
'Cause the way I see turnin'
Is makin' it worthless
startin' to defeat the purpose
I'm my fan base shrink to thirds
And I was just to do the right thing, but word
Has the court of opinion reached a verdict
Or still yet to be
I'm determined to be me, critique the worship
But if I could go back, I'd at least it
And say I empathize with the people evil serpent sold the dream to that he's deserted
But I think it's
These verses are him a wee bit nervous
And he's too scared to me with words
'Cause he knows that he lyrically get murdered

But I know at least heard it
'Cause Agent Orange just sent the Service
To meet in
To see if I really think of him
Or ask if I'm linked to
I said, "Only when it to ink and lyricists"

But my beef is more media
(Hold up, up, hold up)
I my beef is more meaty, a journalist
They can get a mouthful of
And yes, I eating a penis
'Cause they been panning my album to
So I been giving the media
Don't wanna turn this to a counselling
But been puttin' me through the ringer
So I ain't ironin' shit out the press
But I just this beat to the cleaners