Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real no gimmicks

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

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

I've a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
want Shady, I'm chopped liver
Well if you Shady, then this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some liquor
Some vodka that will jump start my heart
Then a shot when I get shocked at the
By the doctor I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table while he's "Hey"
You this long 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 F-C-C let me be or let me be me so let me see
They tried to shut me on M-T-V
But it feels so without me
So come on and dip, bum on lips
Fuck that, cum on your lips and some on your
And get ready 'cause shit is about to get heavy
I settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

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

Little hellions kids rebellious
Embarrassed, their parents listen to Elvis
start feeling like prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
Could start a revolution, pollutin' the air a rebel
So let me revel and bask
In the fact that I got everyone my ass
And a disaster such a catastrophe
For you to see so much of my ass you ask for me
Well I'm back, na na nana-na na na kshh
Fix your bent antenna, tune it in and I'm gonna enter in endin' up
Under your like a splinter
The of attention back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing wrestling
Infesting in your kids ears and
"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 with anybody who's talking this shit and shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get ass kicked
Worse than them little Limp Bizkit
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You thirty six year old headed fag, blow me
You know me, you're too old, let it go its over,
Nobody to Techno
Now lets go, give me the signal
I'll be there with a whole list of new insults
I've dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever Prince turned himself into a symbol
But this shit just seems
Everybody wants to discuss me
So this mean I'm disgusting
But it's just me I'm just
I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the thing since Elvis Presley
To do black music so
And use it to get wealthy
"Hey" there's a concept works
million other white rappers emerge
But no how many fish in the sea
It be so empty without me

Kids!