Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real name no

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

Guess who's back, back
back, tell a friend
Guess who's back, who's back?
Guess who's back, guess who's
Guess who's back, guess who's
Guess who's

I've created a monster, 'cause nobody to see Marshall no more
They Shady, I'm chopped liver
Well if you want Shady, then is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some liquor
Some vodka will jump start my heart quicker
Then a shot when I get at the hospital
By the doctor I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table while operating "Hey"
You waited this long to debating
'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and
I know you got a job Ms.
But your husband's heart 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 your
Fuck that, cum on your lips and 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 just me
we need a little controversy
'Cause it so empty without me
I said, this like a job for me
So just follow me
'Cause we need a controversy
'Cause it feels so empty me

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

a-taskit,
I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this and that shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get ass kicked
Worse than them little Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get by Obie
You thirty six old bald headed fag, blow me
You don't know me, 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
been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever Prince turned himself into a symbol
But sometimes this just seems
Everybody only to discuss me
So this must mean I'm
But it's me I'm just obscene
Though I'm not the first king of
I am the worst thing since Presley
To do black music so
And use it to get myself
"Hey" there's a concept that
Twenty other white rappers emerge
But no how many fish in the sea
It will be so without me

Kids!