Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knew

I never I
I knew I
Mic one-two
I knew I

Who knew?
I knew I
Who'da
I knew I

Fuck who woulda
I never I
Motherfucker out
I never I

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

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

Shit, you probably I'm in your tape deck 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 over mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?

Oh you want me to watch my mouth,
Take my eyeballs out, and turn em around?
Look, I'll burn your fuckin' down, circle around
And hit the hydrant, so you put your burning furniture out

(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick
Fuck that, drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who make-up

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

'Cause 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 slit his
I never knew I'd, get him to hit this
I knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I'd affect kid
I never knew I'd, get him to slit his
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 customs over in
And last week, I seen a Schwarzenegger
Where he's shootin' all sorts of these motherfuckers a Uzi
I sees little kids, up in the front row,
Screamin' "Go" with their Uncle
I'm like, "Guidance, they got the same moms and dads
Who got mad when I asked if liked violence?"
And told me that my tape 'em to swear
What the makeup you allow your 12 year old daughter to wear?
So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss
When his bus driver's screamin' at him, fuckin' him up
("Go sit the fuck down, you fuckin' prick!")
And fuck was the first word I ever
Up in the third grade, flippin' the gym 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 life's like kinda what my like (what?)
Fucked up I beat her fuckin' ass every night, Ike
So how easier would life be
If 19 million grew to be just like me?

I knew I, knew I'd
Have a new or a new car
A couple years ago I was more than you are
I got that bad of a mouth, do I?
shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?)
Skibbedy-be-bop, Reeves
Bono, skis horses and hittin' some trees (Hey!)
How retards 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 can you do with a pen?
Man I'm just as fucked up as you would of
If you would of been, in my shoes, who would of
Slim Shady be somethin' that you would of bought
That would of you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just said it, I ain't if you'd do it or not

How the was I supposed to know?