Luyện nghe bài hát When To Stand Up

(Da Assassin)
Yo
At birth I was born with the middle finger on Earth
The first time I went to stick it up the hurt
Moms wouldn't it, the bitch still hates me
One day she said, "Go leaves," I said, "Make me!"
I'm proud to I was probably the first kid
Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds his mouth
Arguing with me and mom was
She called law when I broke the lawn mower
The gave me a truck when I turned sixteen
I went to it and it screamed, "Please fix me!"
Back then, when Will Smith was still the Prince
And him and Jeff were still best friends, I then
I decided to cut class to rap time
And get the outta the fake school and rhyme
Anybody who thinks this attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I don't live up to image
shit!

(scratched) (4x)
"No...you me! You go to hell!"

(Crazy Ray)
Yo, y'all rappers never learned
That's why I'm fuckin wit
Run around telling people can fuck wit Crazy Ray
I it to your high school, smoke the prom
Put your brother in an air lock, choke mom
any horror like a playoff lost in game seven
Walk around ripping on niggas madder that Evans
My left hand's sharp it freestyle ultra
my dick like Kool Keith
Fuck you stole from me, and rules the streets
I don't wanna have to fuck you up, so cease
Crazy Ray be the chosen
What I spit be juice like a fruitful hug
Run the streets while stuck at home
My temper like Bushwick Bill fucker leave me the fuck
I've been jealous niggas been windmillin'
These cats started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And moms just me to act, I've been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, I've stealin'
I wet rappers cause me and Jimmy
I guess I just don't give a like Jimmy
Burglarize take busts with the
Come in your window and bustin' club
Put the heat up I teach these niggaz what to
And my young lords, to stand up and light the Dutch

(scratching) (4x)
"No...you me! You go to hell!"

(Da Assassin)
I ended my show with a horse swingin' a lasso
with the asshole ripped out of an old bathrobe
Cause I give a fuck, you better understand that
Two I give a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, is what I kill for
I'm Happy Gilmore, you me anything in pill form
I'm in to but I plan to stay single
Play and drink, get old and watch my face wrinkle
Sike, I'm 18; two birthdays
and I'm blowin my out when I'm twenty
As long as my heart beats I'ma trying to see
How much I can eat before I fall the fuck asleep
So "I'm the Rapper, and the DJ"
I'm the one that's got the six year old screamin "F/U/C/K"
So Jeff, give me a (scratched: "No!")
Y'all can kiss my ass until your lips to my pants

(scratched) (5x):
"No...you me! You go to hell!"