Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

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

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

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

you will feel, what I do, I do at will
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy to kill
Half a breath on my death bed
Screaming F that yeah Ill

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You ain't gotta in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm liquor stores
Makin' cash shit their draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut slab of
Laying on your kitchen

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

Need I remind you that I don't need the 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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