Luyện nghe bài hát When To Stand Up

(Da Assassin)
Yo
At birth I was with the biggest middle finger on Earth
The first time I went to it up the shit hurt
Moms wouldn't take it, the bitch hates me
One day she said, "Go leaves," I said, "Make me!"
I'm proud to announce I was probably the kid
Who was kicked out of his house for making fart with his mouth
Arguing with me and mom was
She called law when I broke the lawn mower
The slut gave me a truck I turned sixteen
I to start it and it screamed, "Please fix me!"
Back then, when Will was still the Fresh Prince
And him and Jeff were still friends, I guess then
I to cut class to rap full time
And get the fuck the fake school and rhyme
who thinks this fuckin 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, rappers have never learned
That's why I'm wit y'all
Run around telling people can fuck wit Crazy Ray
I bring it to your school, smoke the prom
Put your in an air lock, choke your mom
Cause any horror like a playoff lost in seven
around ripping on niggas madder that James Evans
My left hand's it moves freestyle ultra
Slap my dick like Kool
Fuck you stole from me, and rules the streets
I don't wanna to fuck you up, so cool cease
Ray be the chosen thug
What I spit be cold juice like a hug
Run the streets while you're stuck at
My temper like Bill fucker leave me the fuck alone
I've been jealous since niggas windmillin'
These cats started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And moms told me to act, I've been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, I've been
I wet rappers cause it's me and
I guess I just don't a fuck like Jimmy
Burglarize take with the slugs
Come in your window and bustin' club
Put the up I teach these niggaz what to suck
And my young lords, to stand up and light the Dutch

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

(Da Assassin)
I my last show with a horse swingin' a lasso
Drunked with the ripped out of an old bathrobe
Cause I don't give a fuck, you better that
Two Zantacs I a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, drugs is I kill for
I'm Happy Gilmore, you me anything in pill form
I'm in to mingle but I plan to stay
Play bingo and drink, get old and my face wrinkle
Sike, I'm 18; two more
and I'm blowin my brains out I'm twenty
As as my heart beats I'ma keep trying to see
How much speed I can eat I fall the fuck asleep
So "I'm the Rapper, and the DJ"
I'm the one that's got the six old nephew screamin "F/U/C/K"
So Jeff, me a scratch (scratched: "No!")
Y'all can my ass until your lips stick to my pants

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