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 shit
Moms wouldn't take it, the still hates me
One day she said, "Go leaves," I said, "Make me!"
I'm proud to announce I was the first kid
Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his
Arguing me and mom was on-going
She called law enforcement I broke the lawn mower
The slut gave me a truck 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 fuck the fake school and rhyme
Anybody who thinks fuckin attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I don't live up to this
shit!

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

(Crazy Ray)
Yo, rappers have never learned
That's why I'm fuckin wit
Run around telling people they can fuck wit Ray
I bring it to your high school, the prom
Put your brother in an air lock, your mom
Cause any horror like a lost in game seven
Walk around ripping on madder that James Evans
My left hand's sharp it moves freestyle
Slap my dick like Keith
Fuck like you from me, and rules the streets
I don't wanna have to fuck you up, so cease
Ray be the chosen thug
What I spit be cold like a fruitful hug
Run the streets you're stuck at home
My temper like Bushwick Bill fucker me the fuck alone
I've been jealous since been windmillin'
These cats just started to rhyme, my spillin'
And just told me to act, I've been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, I've stealin'
I wet rappers cause it's me and
I guess I just give a fuck like Jimmy
Burglarize busts with the slugs
Come in your window and your club
Put the heat up I these niggaz what to suck
And my young lords, when to up and light the Dutch

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

(Da Assassin)
I ended my last show with a horse a lasso
Drunked with the asshole ripped out of an old
I don't give a fuck, you better understand that
Two Zantacs I a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, drugs is what I for
I'm Happy Gilmore, you me anything in pill form
I'm in to mingle but I plan to stay
bingo 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 keep trying to see
How much speed I can eat before I fall the asleep
So "I'm the Rapper, and the DJ"
I'm the one that's got the six year old nephew "F/U/C/K"
So Jeff, give me a (scratched: "No!")
Y'all can kiss my ass your lips stick to my pants

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