Luyện nghe bài hát Things Get Worse

Theres no need to say shit you already
The is just how far will this go
How far he take it?
And when he stop?
Shady man I done you once homie to easy up
But you just wont listen ya, nah I guess not
You just cant can ya, man I stand ya
Youre rotten, you plottin for us?
Man when are you let up
I guess things are get much worse fore they get better

toledo its Angelina Jolie amigo
She told me yo just hand your penis to me Ill deep throat
And Brad if you try to stand between us then gonna see bro
Who was a fantasy I dont to damage your ego
You faggots wanna I shove a f-cking jar of vaseline up inside your asshole
And rope it with a lasso
Couple of crushed broken up wit the capsule or paxil
Just incase I dope enough wit the raps though
Coke is cut tobacco
Smoke it up then go
This is what happens when you mix a with tabasco
Shady let go, the hoe has choked up enough
Let her ass go
Not till Jessica Simpson go of the tuna casserole
I used to her hooters now Carmen Elektra cuter
Strap an extension cord to her arm and her
Im off my meds but Im on an electric scooter
I might just scoot by and shoot my mum in the neck rugers
Spit in Jasons face while I on Freddy Krugar
cant even get Jeffrey Dahmer to pet the cougar
Now Im get the rectal thermometer, get the lubra-
cation and get the patient some Darvocet to cuz

Theres no need to say shit you know
The question is how far will this go
How far he take it?
And when he stop?

B.o.B I done told you once homie to easy up,
no need to say shit you already know
The is just how far will this go
Cause I never lay down?
And I never let up?
(I guess are gonna get much worse fore they get better)

With the of a Sharman
I leave the than vomit
Like a bullemic woman with an stomach
I pass by people on the street they like sheep and zombies
than a therapeutic pair of jeans you run in
So can you me coming
Eminem this beat is absolutely
Its probably go on it
Im just honest, I can see the comments
I can see the evolution as we up on it
I put that music in your like a needle junkie
Shit I just do for the haters, I dont need the money
I diarrhea on track so it plunging
Somebody these girls please release my undies
Nobody understands my language
I find it complicated to hold a conversation
But I got a whole lot of patience
Sittin back watching Earth from my station

Theres no need to say you already know
The question is how far will this go
How far he take it?
And will he stop?
man I done told you once homie to easy up
But you wont listen will ya, nah I guess not
You just cant can ya, man I cant ya
Youre rotten, what you for us?
Man are you gonna let up
I guess things are gonna get worse fore they get better

Oh my gosh I put Bendingfield in a washer
Watch it go from rinse to spin
Its like I got ya hypnotising like I
I gotcha pychologically
Michael would like an what
Tell that to stick a Tyco truck and a white tricycle up his butt
And glue the seat of bicycle to his
Im as cold as a muthaf-cking on my nut
I nuttin nice, man I like to pull knives and I like to cut
The poster for post tramatic stress
I guess is the most dramatic Ive been in a while
This is the closest that its to the Marshall Mathers
I can hear him start to
I dont paint the portrait of the perfect Partridge family
This aint your orphan Annie, no is more uncanny
Kick down Dakota Fannings front while the whore is tanning
(He say whore)
Of course he can, man he just saw her fanny murdered her while he danced around the room and wore her panties

Theres no to say shit you already know
The question is just how far will go
How far will he it?
And will he stop?
Shady man I done told you once homie to up
But you just wont listen ya, nah I guess not
You just cant can ya, man I cant ya
Youre rotten, you plottin for us?
Man when are you let up
I guess things are gonna get much worse fore they get