Luyện nghe bài hát Things Get Worse

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

Holy toledo its Angelina Jolie
She told me yo Shady just hand your penis to me Ill deep
And if you try to stand between us then were gonna see bro
Who was a fantasy I dont to damage your ego
You faggots wanna rassle I shove a f-cking jar of up inside your asshole
And rope it shut with a
of crushed lexapro broken up wit the capsule or paxil
Just incase I dope enough wit the raps though
Coke is cut tobacco
Smoke it up go wacko
is what happens when you mix a cocunut with tabasco
Shady let go, the hoe has choked up enough
Let her ass go
Not till Jessica Simpson lets go of the tuna
I to love her hooters now Carmen Elektra cuter
an extension cord to her arm and electrocute her
Im off my meds but Im on an electric scooter
I might just by and shoot my mum in the neck with rugers
Spit in Jasons face while I on Freddy Krugar
They cant 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 you already know
The question is how far will this go
How far will he it?
And when he stop?

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

With the soul of a
I the beat than vomit
Like a bullemic with an uneasy stomach
I by people on the street they seem like sheep and zombies
Stiffer than a therapeutic pair of you run in
So can you hear me
Eminem beat is absolutely disgusting
Its go diseases on it
Im being honest, I can see the comments
I can see the as we creep up on it
I put that music in your veins like a needle
Shit I do this for the haters, I dont need the money
I diarrhea on track so it plunging
Somebody tell these girls please my undies
really understands my language
I find it complicated just to a conversation
But still I got a lot of patience
Sittin watching Earth from my Space station

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

Oh my gosh I put Bendingfield in a washer
Watch it go from to spin cycle
Its I got ya hypnotising like I gotcha
I pychologically f-cked
Michael would an apology what
that psycho to stick a Tyco truck and a white tricycle up his butt
And glue the of bicycle to his nuts
Im as cold as a icicle on my nut
I nuttin nice, man I like to pull knives and I like to cut
The poster addict for post tramatic
I guess this is the most Ive been in a while
is the closest that its come to the Marshall Mathers
I can hear him start to
I paint the portrait of the picture perfect Partridge family
This aint orphan Annie, no this is more uncanny
Kick down Dakota Fannings front door 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 need to say you already know
The question is just how far this go
How far will he it?
And when will he
Shady man I told you once homie to easy up
But you just wont listen will ya, nah I not
You just can ya, man I cant stand ya
Youre rotten, you plottin for us?
Man are you gonna let up
I guess things are gonna get worse fore they get better