Luyện nghe bài hát When to Stand Up

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

Yo
At birth I was born with the biggest middle on earth
The first I went to stick it up the shit hurt
Moms take it, the bitch still hates me
One day she said, "go leaves," I said, "make me!"
I'm to announce I was probably the first kid
Who was out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth
with me and mom was on-going
She called law when I broke the lawn mower
The slut gave me a truck when I sixteen
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 friends, I guess then
I decided to cut class to rap full
And get the fuck the fake school and rhyme
Anybody who this fuckin attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I live up to this image
You pricks

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

[parl
Yo, y'all have never learned
That's why I'm fuckin wit
Run around niggas they can fuck wit parl
I bring it to your school, smoke the prom
Put brother in an air lock, choke your mom
any horror like a play off loss in game seven
Walk around ripping on madder than james evans
My hand's sharp it moves 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
Parl yams be the thug
What I spit be cold like a fruitful hug
Run the streets while you're stuck at
My temper bushwick bill fucker leave me the fuck alone
I've been jealous since niggas was
These cats started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And moms just told me to act, been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, I've been
I wet cause it's me and em
I guess I ain't give a fuck like eminem
Burglarize take with the slugs
Come in window like (? ? ? ) and bustin' your club
Put the heat up I teach them niggaz what to
And my lords, when 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
Drunk with the asshole out of an old bathrobe
Cause I give 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 in pill form
I'm in to but I plan to stay single
Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my wrinkle
Sike, I'm 24 thursday; six more
And I'm blowin my brains out 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 old nephew screamin "f/u/c/k"
So jeff, me a scratch (scratched: "no!")
Y'all can kiss my ass until lips stick to my pants

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