Luyện nghe bài hát The Ringer

Yo
Yo, I'm gonna write down
my first
and see this takes me.
I feel like I wanna punch the world
in the fuckin' right now

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

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

Jam a Crest white strip in the tip of my dick 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 like a switch
Like vice-president Pence
Back up on my in a sidekick as I lay it on a spike strip

are things that I'd rather do than hear you on a mic
Since nine-tenths of rhyme is about ice and
Jesus Christ man, how many times is someone gonna fuck on my bitch? (Fuck my chick!)
You will see Em icy, but as cold as I get on the M-I-C
I shit so the Thames might freeze
And skull might split like I bashed you upside it
Bitch I got the club on smash a nightstick (yeah)

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

So finger-bang, chicken wang, MGK, 'zae
Lil Pump, Lil Xan Lil Wayne
I should aim at in the game, pick a name
I'm fed up being humble
And is I'm hungry
I'm you heard bumblings
I heard you rumble like an empty stomach
I heard your but it's jumbled in mumbo-jumbo

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

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

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

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 don't
Not a wink, I don't blink
I don't off, I don't even nod to the beats
I don't even close my fuckin' when I sneeze

"Aw, man!
BET cypher was weak, it was garbage
The Thing ain't orange
Oh my God, a reach"
Shout to all my people
Each and one of y'all
If you call a fire green, aquamarine
Or you think is pink
"Dawg, a date"
"Looks like an to me"
"Look, an apple"
"No it's not, a peach!"

So finger-bang, Tang, Burger King, Gucci Gang
Charlamagne 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 them in 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 people
Is makin' it seem
It's startin' to defeat the
I'm my fan base shrink to thirds
And I was just trying to do the thing, but word
Has the of public opinion reached a verdict
Or yet to be determined?
'Cause I'm determined to be me, critique the
But if I go back, I'd at least reword it
And say I empathize with the people this evil serpent sold the to that he's deserted
But I it's workin'
These are makin' him a wee bit nervous
And too scared to answer me with words
'Cause he knows that he lyrically get murdered

But I know at least he's it
'Cause Agent Orange just the Secret Service
To in person
To see if I really of hurtin' him
Or ask if I'm linked to
I said, "Only when it to ink and lyricists"

But my beef is media journalists
(Hold up, hold up, up)
I said my beef is more meaty, a
They can get a of flesh
And yes, I mean a penis
'Cause they panning my album to death
So I been the media fingers
Don't wanna turn this to a counselling
But they been puttin' me the ringer
So I ain't ironin' shit out the press
But I just took this to the cleaners