Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real no gimmicks

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

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

created a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
They want Shady, I'm chopped
Well if you Shady, then this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed with some hard liquor
Some vodka that will jump start my heart
Then a when I get shocked at the hospital
By the when I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table he's operating "Hey"
You waited this long to stop
'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 me down on M-T-V
But it feels so empty me
So come on and dip, bum on lips
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 just follow me
'Cause we a little controversy
it feels so empty without me
I said, looks like a job for me
So everybody just me
'Cause we a little controversy
'Cause it feels so without me

Little kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, their parents still listen to
They start feeling prisoners helpless
'Til comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
Could start a revolution, the air waves a rebel
So let me just revel and
In the that I got everyone kissing my ass
And a disaster such a catastrophe
For you to see so damn of my ass you ask for me
Well I'm back, nana-na na na na na kshh
Fix your bent antenna, tune it in and then I'm enter in endin' up
Under your like a splinter
The center of attention back for the
I'm interesting, the best since wrestling
Infesting in your kids and nesting
"Testing please"
Feel the tension as someone mentions 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 shit and that shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get ass kicked
Worse them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You thirty six year old headed fag, blow me
You don't me, you're too old, let it go its over,
Nobody to Techno
Now lets go, just me the signal
I'll be there with a whole list of new insults
I've been dope, suspenseful with a
Ever since 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 Elvis
To do black music so
And use it to get wealthy
"Hey" there's a that works
Twenty million other white rappers
But no matter how fish in the sea
It be so empty without me

Kids!