Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can the alarm
You can call out your
You can fence in your
You can all the cards

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

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

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

Baby, what the deal, we can
Split half a pill and a happy meal, a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the before I foot the bill
garden tool don't me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking

How you bags feel knowing you're disposable?
Summers eve
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the
'Cause it's God damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more
Well, shawty, I'm man

These other cats ain't where I'm at man
I Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya fuckin ass down I'm for combat, man
Get it Batman?

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

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

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

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

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

You ain't gotta lick in
Hittin' licks I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' cash registers shit draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an slab of beef
Laying on kitchen floor

Other words I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat
Bring me two chords
I'mma measure my dick, shit, I need 6 more
Fuck, my big, bitch

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

Girl you think that other hot
drink gasoline and eat a lit match
'Fore I sit and let 'em get hot

Better the cops on 'em quick fast
Shady's back on your bitch ass
trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched to the back
(Dispatch)

You can the alarm
You can call out guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards

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

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

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

Gimme good
Watch the wood grain, want no cum stain
Bitch, you tryna' turn me down
Slut I'm to you, turn me back up
Are you tryna talk over me in the car

Shut the up while my shits playin'
I'ma shit stain on the underwear of
What's the Where there's thunder there's lightening
And they say that it strikes twice in the same place
Then how the have I been hit six times
In three locations on four separate ocassions?

And you can bet stanking ass
That come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the took the pyschopath
Poison ivy have me thinking rash

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

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

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