Luyện nghe bài hát When to Stand Up

Artist: dj jazzy 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 time I went to stick it up the hurt
wouldn't 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 kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his
Arguing me and mom was on-going
She law enforcement when I broke the lawn mower
The slut gave me a when I turned sixteen
I went to it and it screamed, "please fix me!"
then, when will smith was still the fresh prince
And him and were still best friends, I guess then
I decided to cut class to rap full
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 up to this image
You pricks

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

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

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

I ended my last show with a horse a lasso
Drunk with the ripped out of an old bathrobe
Cause I don't give a fuck, you 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 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 six more birthdays
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 fuck
So "i'm the rapper, the dj"
I'm the one thats got the six old nephew screamin "f/u/c/k"
So jeff, give me a (scratched: "no!")
Y'all can kiss my ass until your lips to my pants

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