Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knew

I knew I
I knew I
Mic one-two
I knew I

Who woulda
I knew I
known?
I never I

who woulda thought?
I knew I
Motherfucker out
I knew I

And sells a of million records
I never I
And these hit the ceiling
I never I

I don't do black music, I don't do music
I make music, for high school kids
I put lives at risk I drive like this
I put wives at with a knife like this (Ah!)

Shit, you think I'm in your tape deck now
I'm in the seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight out
Put it over your mouth, and you by the face, what now?

Oh you want me to watch my mouth,
my fuckin' eyeballs out, and turn em around?
Look, I'll your fuckin' house down, circle around
And hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning out

(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a
You me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked?
Fuck that, take drugs, sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear

Get aware, wake up, get a of humor
Quit tryin' to censor music, is for your kid's amusement
(The kids!) But blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace
You should of been watchin' him, apparently you parents

'Cause I knew I, knew I would get this big
I knew I, knew I'd affect this kid
I never knew I'd, get him to slit his
I never knew I'd, get him to hit this
I never knew I, knew I get this big
I never I, knew I'd affect this kid
I never knew I'd, get him to slit his
I never knew I'd, get him to hit bitch

So who's the guns in this country? (Hm?)
I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through over in London
And week, I seen a Schwarzenegger movie
Where he's all sorts of these motherfuckers with a Uzi
I three little kids, up in the front row,
Screamin' "Go" their 17-year-old Uncle
I'm like, "Guidance, ain't they got the same moms and
Who got mad I asked if they liked violence?"
And told me that my tape 'em to swear
What about the makeup you allow your 12 old daughter to wear?
So me that your son doesn't know any cuss words
his bus driver's screamin' at him, fuckin' him up worse
("Go sit the fuck down, you fuckin' prick!")
And fuck was the first I ever learned
Up in the third grade, flippin' the gym teacher the (Look!)
So read up, how I used to get beat up
Peed on, be on free lunch, and school every 3 months
My life's like kinda what my wife's (what?)
Fucked up after I beat her ass every night, Ike
So how much easier life be
If 19 million motherfuckers to be just like me?

I knew I, knew I'd
a new house or a new car
A couple years ago I was more poorer you are
I don't got bad of a mouth, do I?
Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, (what?)
Skibbedy-be-bop, Reeves
Bono, skis horses and hittin' some trees (Hey!)
How many will listen to me
And run up in the school shootin' when they're at a
Teacher, her, him, is it you is it
"Wasn't me, Slim Shady to do it again!"
Damn! How much damage can you do with a
Man I'm just as fucked up as you of been
If you would of been, in my shoes, who of thought
Shady would be somethin' that you would of bought
That of made you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just it, I ain't know if you'd do it or not

How the was I supposed to know?