Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real no gimmicks

Two park girls go round the outside,
Round the outside, the outside
Two trailer park go round the outside,
the outside, round the outside

Guess who's back, again
Shady's back, a friend
Guess who's back, who's back?
Guess who's back, guess back?
Guess who's back, guess who's
Guess back?

created a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
They want Shady, I'm chopped
Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some liquor
Some vodka that will jump start my heart
a shot when I get shocked at the hospital
By the when I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table while operating "Hey"
You waited long to stop debating
I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I know you got a job Ms.
But husband's heart problem is complicated
So the won't let me be or let me be me so let me see
They to shut me down on M-T-V
But it feels so empty me
So come on and dip, bum on lips
that, cum on your lips and some on your tits
And get ready this shit is about to get heavy
I just all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

Now this looks a job for me
So everybody follow me
'Cause we need a little
'Cause it feels so empty me
I said, this looks a job for me
So just follow me
'Cause we need a controversy
it feels so empty without me

Little hellions kids rebellious
Embarrassed, their parents still to Elvis
They start feeling prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
Could a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me just and bask
In the fact that I got kissing my ass
And it's a such a catastrophe
For you to see so damn of my ass you ask for me
I'm back, nana-na na na nana-na na na kshh
Fix your bent antenna, tune it in and then I'm enter in endin' up
your skin like a splinter
The center of attention back for the
I'm interesting, the best thing wrestling
Infesting in your kids ears and
"Testing please"
Feel the tension soon as someone me
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is
A nuisance, who sent, you for me?

a-taskit,
I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this shit and that
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get ass kicked
than them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You thirty six year old bald headed fag, me
You don't me, you're too old, let it go its over,
listens to Techno
Now lets go, just me the signal
I'll be there with a whole full of new insults
I've been dope, suspenseful a pencil
Ever since Prince turned himself into a
But sometimes this just seems
Everybody only to discuss me
So this mean I'm disgusting
But it's me I'm just obscene
Though I'm not the king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Presley
To do black music so
And use it to get myself
"Hey" there's a concept works
million other white rappers emerge
But no matter how many in the sea
It will be so empty me

Kids!