Luyện nghe bài hát When to Stand Up

Artist: dj jazzy jeff f/ eminem and yams
(scratched) (3x):
"no...you me! you go to hell" -> mr. garrison

Yo
At birth I was born with the biggest middle finger on
The first time I went to stick it up the hurt
Moms take it, the bitch 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 his mouth
Arguing with me and mom was
She called law enforcement I broke the lawn mower
The slut gave me a truck when I sixteen
I to start it and it screamed, "please fix me!"
Back then, when will was still the fresh prince
And him and were still best friends, I guess then
I decided to cut class to rap time
And get the fuck outta the fake and rhyme
Anybody who thinks this fuckin is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I don't live up to this
You fuckin'

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"

yams]
Yo, rappers have never learned
That's why I'm wit y'all
Run around telling niggas they can wit parl
I bring it to high school, smoke the prom
Put your in an air lock, choke your mom
Cause any horror like a play off in game seven
Walk ripping on niggas madder than james evans
My left hand's it moves freestyle ultra
Slap my dick like keith
like you stole from me, and rules the streets
I wanna have to fuck you up, so cool cease
Parl be the chosen thug
What I spit be cold juice like a hug
Run the streets while you're stuck at
My temper life bushwick bill fucker leave me the alone
I've been jealous since was windmillin'
cats just started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And moms just me to act, I've been wheelin'
So boy slow your deck, I've been stealin'
I wet cause it's me and em
I guess I just ain't give a fuck eminem
Burglarize take busts with the
in your window like (? ? ? ) and bustin' your club
Put the heat up I them niggaz what to suck
And my young lords, to stand up and light the dutch

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"

I my last 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 zantacs I a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, is what I kill for
I'm gilmore, you slip me anything in pill form
I'm in to mingle but I plan to single
Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my face
Sike, I'm 24 thursday; six birthdays
And I'm blowin my out when I'm thirty
As long as my heart i'ma keep tryin to see
How much speed I can eat before I fall the asleep
So "i'm the rapper, the dj"
I'm the one thats got the six year old nephew "f/u/c/k"
So jeff, give me a (scratched: "no!")
Y'all can my ass until your lips stick to my pants

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