Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real no gimmicks

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

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

I've created a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see no more
They Shady, I'm chopped liver
Well if you want Shady, then is what I'll give ya
A bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor
Some vodka that will start my heart quicker
a shot when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not
When I'm the table while he's operating "Hey"
You waited this to stop debating
'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and
I you got a job Ms. Cheney
But your husband's problem is complicated
So the won't let me be or let me be me so let me see
They tried to me down on M-T-V
But it feels so without me
So come on and dip, bum on lips
Fuck that, cum on your and some on your tits
And get ready 'cause this shit is to get heavy
I settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

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

Little hellions kids rebellious
Embarrassed, their parents still to Elvis
They start feeling like prisoners
someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
start a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me revel and bask
In the fact that I got everyone 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 antenna, tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in endin' up
your skin like a splinter
The center of back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best since wrestling
in your kids ears and nesting
"Testing please"
Feel the tension soon as someone me
my ten cents, my two cents is free
A nuisance, who sent, you for me?

a-taskit,
I go tit for tat anybody who's talking this shit and that shit
Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked
Worse them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You thirty six old bald headed fag, blow me
You know me, you're too old, let it go its over,
listens to Techno
Now lets go, give me the signal
I'll be there with a whole full of new insults
I've been dope, suspenseful with a
Ever Prince turned himself into a symbol
But this shit just seems
Everybody wants to discuss me
So this must mean I'm
But it's just me I'm just
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" a concept that works
Twenty other white rappers emerge
But no how many fish in the sea
It will be so without me

Kids!