Luyện nghe bài hát You Get Mad At Napster

Please mess with me I'll spit you out like you were Sunny D
Did you really think you could be baby? Listen this next part is key,
You play a lot of Nintendo, Endo
As far as men go, when ya gonna hit a crescendo and Super Mario and Atari out the window?
Now, we have something in common-You're intolerant I'm wack host intolerant
Stop about smackin crack hoes you're in college apologies accepted
I might have lyrical holes in your mind
You'll fill it later with Cable or Hot 97 or applyin, you wanna play? Fine
Play-doh, roll you through a until you come out in little strings
I'm obscene I really could eat 5 Krispy Kremes
when they're hot-Like all my tracks are hot
I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm all my tracks are
hot
Stop going on AOL chat to try to friends, yeah everyone likes you because you said you
were tall, and
Liked Dre over Ren, over Em, Rage over them, Bahamadia over Lil' Kim
I had no idea you been down hip-hop since you were ten
You out ya playpen rubbin Barbie all over Ken and marveling over your carving
Of Led in your desk in ya den
I'm hittin mad skins you got bad skin get rad skins for your MP3 player kid I'm a Player!
Hard like Slayer while you a with Darth Vader I'm famous-later-
I hang with Ralph Nader and Roc Raida, OK?
I swear I'm super you play boring Solitaire on your computer combed hair
Wear a boober shirt work at Hooters in your underwear look like Mr. Hooper I don't
I was nice to you originally what I'm is gonna ruin you like Druid ruins hear the crowd
naturally
Actually this is a big 'ol waste of my
I would rather be home with my parakeets than making up this stupid rhyme
I mean, I am a Pisces and I wouldn't want to make you start cryin-Yeah start cryin
You get mad at Napster when nobody's even of you
I did a search on your and came up with 1 result-
It was your computer, you're a
Lame, your screen name pseudo sounding lingo mixed up lowercase/capital letters
you think this is Bingo? I got singles out already
People know my name in circles from New York to LA
While you earn Colonels jerk pay spurt on dirty curtains in a big shirt Hip Hop Hooray
You're idle I'm an idol you're not I got a title
trades your file chill child when I said I liked you I was just tired
Go occupy yourself for a while you're whatever just frick off, vile in denial just step off
Why you think I get from record labels you get deals from drug dealers
Unappealing insincere eat Happy Meals you spill bong water like tears filled with lost

Do acid and beer and trip out on how your queer little looks so weird in the mirror man
Guitar noodlin and patchouli let me teach you Ital-go
I was in high school I'd a thought you were so fuckin cool
Anyway as I was before my screen name is much better than yours, its' -----
What you think I would tell you so you can Instant me all day?
I don't think so I am very important and right now I am lunch
Go get signed to Ruffhouse go away, bid on Ebay for a stuffed Mouse in a mug,
A sticky handcuffed pic of buff Love, one of Prince's aborted doves, a Jackson glove,
A blow up Peter Max pillow of Love, a diamond rug, or somethin worth than all that stuff:
A cup that Princess once drank out of

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