Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

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

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

Sevilles, Coupe De Villes
Brain dead rims, yeah, stupid
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 breath on my death bed
Screaming F that yeah 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 foot the
garden tool don't me introduce you to my power tool
You know the drill

How you douche bags feel knowing you're
eve Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, the shit
'Cause your God damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a more compact
Well, shawty, I'm man

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

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

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

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

Girl, shake that ass like a donkey Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' a etch a sketch
that you'll never guess who's 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 gotta lick in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor
Makin' cash registers shit draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut slab of
Laying on kitchen floor

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

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

Girl you think other pricks 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 right back on bitch ass
trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer attached to the back
(Dispatch)

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

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

Bitch, am I the reason your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil slurps syrup 'til he burps and smokes purp?
Does a word search gets circles wrapped it like
You do when I come through, I'd like you to yourself
Of what the 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 this way since I've a foot tall
Your'e a good catch a shitty spouse
mouth and a good jaw

Gimme brain
Watch the wood grain, want no cum stain
Bitch, you listening tryna' me down
Slut I'm talking to you, turn me up
Are you insane tryna over me in the car

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

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

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

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

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