Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can fence in yard
You can pull all the

But I won't down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no

Cadillac Sevilles, De Villes
Brain rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, lose your and nails
Try to fight it, try to it

Stupid you will feel, I do, I do at will
from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a left on my death bed
Screaming F that super Ill

Baby, the deal, we can chill
half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I the bill
Listen garden don't me introduce you to my power tool
You know the drill

How you douche bags knowing you're disposable?
eve Massengill
Shady's got the appeal, baby, crank the shit
it's your God damn jam
You say you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well, shawty, I'm man

These other cats ain't metaphorically I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a and said
Settle ya ass down I'm ready for combat, man
Get it calm

Nah, ain't nobody as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like cat scans
Cause they fucking bananas, honey I applaud that ass
Swear to God man moms can't dance, ma show 'em how it's done
like a goddamn Tas, yeah

You can sound the
You can out your guards
You can fence in your
You can pull all the

But I won't down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' a etch a sketch
Betcha that you'll never guess knocking at your door
hit the floors

Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon get
Girl, remorse, I'ma hit you broads with
Chris's paws like you him off
Talented with the tongue

You ain't gotta in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor
Makin' cash registers shit draws
Think you the raw, I'm an uncut slab of beef
on your kitchen floor

Other I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat back
Bring me two extension
measure my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more
Fuck, my dick's big,

Need I you that I don't need the fucking swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're I'm dope
I'm the longest around here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks
Your just boats little pricks

you think that other pricks hot
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit
I sit back and let 'em get hot

Better the cops on 'em quick fast
right back on your bitch ass
White trash half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer attached to the back
(Dispatch)

You can the alarm
You can out your guards
You can in your yard
You can all the cards

But I back down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no

Bitch, am I the reason that boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil slurps syrup 'til he burps and smokes purp?
Does a word search gets circles wrapped around it
You do when I come through, I'd like you to yourself
Of the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of that I can take a liking to

Psych I'm you like a football
Been way since I've stood a foot tall
Your'e a catch with a shitty spouse
Pretty and a good jaw

Gimme good
the wood grain, don't want no cum stain
Bitch, you tryna' turn me down
Slut I'm talking to you, me back up
Are you insane tryna talk me in the car

Shut the fuck up my shits playin'
I'ma shit stain on the underwear of
What's the saying? Where there's there's lightening
And they say that it never twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six
In three different locations on separate ocassions?

And you can bet stanking ass
That I've come to smash everything in my
Fork was in the road took the
Poison ivy wouldn't me thinking rash

So hit the dance floor,
While I do my duty on microphone
Shake your shawty I'm the shit
Why you think Proof used to call me

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can fence in yard
You can all the cards

But I back down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no