Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knew

I never I
I knew I
Mic check
I knew I

Who knew?
I knew I
Who'da
I never I

Fuck who woulda
I never I
comes out
I knew I

And sells a couple of records
I never I
And these motherfuckers hit the
I knew I

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

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

Oh you want me to my mouth, how?
Take my fuckin' eyeballs out, and em around?
Look, burn 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 be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics while the President his dick sucked?
Fuck that, drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who make-up

Get aware, wake up, get a sense of
Quit tryin' to censor music, this is for your kid's
(The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric off of the terrace
You should of watchin' him, apparently you ain't parents

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

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

I never knew I, I'd
a new house or a new car
A couple years ago I was more than you are
I don't got bad of a mouth, do I?
Fuck ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?)
Skibbedy-be-bop, Reeves
Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin' some (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 said to do it again!"
Damn! How much damage can you do with a
Man I'm just as up as you would of been
If you of been, in my shoes, who would of thought
Slim Shady would be that you would of bought
That would of made you get a gun and at a cop
I said it, I ain't know if you'd do it or not

How the fuck was I supposed to