Luyện nghe bài hát When to Stand Up

Artist: dj jazzy jeff f/ eminem and parl
(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 it up the shit hurt
Moms wouldn't take it, the 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 me and mom was on-going
She called law enforcement when I broke the lawn
The gave me a truck when I turned sixteen
I went to it and it screamed, "please fix me!"
Back then, when will smith was the fresh prince
And him and jeff were still friends, I guess then
I decided to cut to rap full time
And get the fuck outta the fake school and
Anybody who thinks 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, rappers have never learned
why I'm fuckin wit y'all
Run telling niggas they can fuck wit parl
I it to your high school, smoke the prom
Put your in an air lock, choke your mom
Cause any like a play off loss in game seven
Walk ripping on niggas madder than james evans
My left sharp it moves freestyle ultra
Slap my like kool keith
Fuck like you stole me, and rules the streets
I don't wanna have to you up, so cool cease
Parl be the chosen thug
What I spit be juice like a fruitful hug
Run the streets while you're stuck at
My temper life bushwick bill fucker me the fuck alone
I've jealous since niggas was windmillin'
These cats started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And moms told 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
take busts with the slugs
Come in your window (? ? ? ) and bustin' your club
Put the heat up I teach them what to suck
And my young lords, when to 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 the asshole ripped out of an old bathrobe
I don't give a fuck, you better understand that
Two zantacs I give a fuck if I sound
Billboard, drugs is I kill for
I'm happy gilmore, you slip me anything in form
I'm in to mingle but I plan to stay
Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my wrinkle
Sike, I'm 24 thursday; six birthdays
And I'm blowin my out when I'm thirty
As long as my beats i'ma 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 old nephew screamin "f/u/c/k"
So jeff, me a scratch (scratched: "no!")
Y'all can kiss my ass your lips stick to my pants

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