Luyện nghe bài hát When to Stand Up

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

Yo
At birth I was born with the biggest middle on earth
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 I was probably the first kid
Who was out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth
Arguing with me and mom was
She called law enforcement when I broke the mower
The slut gave me a truck when I turned
I to start it and it screamed, "please fix me!"
then, when will smith was still the fresh prince
And him and jeff were still best friends, I guess
I to cut class to rap full time
And get the fuck outta the fake school and
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!"

[parl
Yo, y'all rappers have learned
why I'm fuckin wit y'all
Run around telling niggas they can fuck wit
I bring it to your high school, the prom
Put brother in an air lock, choke your mom
Cause any horror like a off loss in game seven
Walk ripping on niggas madder than james evans
My left sharp it moves freestyle ultra
Slap my dick kool keith
Fuck you stole from me, and rules the streets
I don't wanna to fuck you up, so cool cease
Parl yams be the chosen
I spit be cold juice like a fruitful hug
Run the while you're stuck at home
My life bushwick bill fucker leave me the fuck alone
I've been jealous since niggas was
These just started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And just told me to act, I've been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, I've been
I wet rappers it's me and em
I guess I just ain't give a like eminem
Burglarize busts with the slugs
Come in your like (? ? ? ) and bustin' your club
Put the heat up I teach them niggaz what to
And my young lords, when to stand up and light the

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

I ended my last show with a horse a lasso
Drunk with the asshole out of an old bathrobe
Cause I don't a fuck, you better understand that
Two I give a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, drugs is I kill for
I'm happy gilmore, you slip me anything in pill
I'm in to mingle but I plan to stay
Play bingo and drink, get old and my face wrinkle
Sike, I'm 24 six more birthdays
And I'm blowin my brains out I'm thirty
As long as my heart beats keep tryin to see
How speed I can eat before I fall the fuck 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!"