Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real no gimmicks

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

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

I've a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
They Shady, I'm chopped liver
Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed some hard liquor
Some vodka that jump start my heart quicker
Then a shot when I get shocked at the
By the when I'm not cooperating
When I'm the table while he's operating "Hey"
You waited 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 heart is complicated
So the won't 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
that, cum on your lips and some on your tits
And get ready 'cause shit is about to get heavy
I settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

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

Little hellions kids 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,
start a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me just revel and
In the that I got everyone kissing my ass
And it's a disaster a catastrophe
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, tune it in and then I'm gonna in endin' up
Under skin like a splinter
The of attention back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing since
Infesting in kids ears and nesting
"Testing please"
Feel the tension soon as 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 anybody who's talking this shit and that shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass
Worse than them little Limp Bizkit
And Moby, you can get by Obie
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, just give me the
I'll be there with a whole list of new insults
I've been dope, with a pencil
Ever since Prince turned himself a symbol
But sometimes this shit just
Everybody only wants to me
So this must I'm disgusting
But just me I'm just obscene
Though I'm not the first king of
I am the worst since Elvis Presley
To do music so selfishly
And use it to get myself
"Hey" there's a that works
Twenty million white rappers emerge
But no matter how many in the sea
It will be so without me

Kids!