Luyện nghe bài hát You Get Mad At Napster

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

Do acid and beer and trip out on how queer little beard looks so weird in the mirror man
Guitar noodlin and patchouli let me teach you Fongule
When I was in high I'd a thought you were so fuckin cool
Anyway as I was saying before my screen name is much 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 eating
Go get signed to Ruffhouse go away, bid on Ebay for a Mickey Mouse in a mug,
A sticky handcuffed pic of buff Love, one of Prince's aborted doves, a Jackson glove,
A blow up Max pillow of Love, a diamond rug, or somethin worth more than all that stuff:
A cup that Princess Superstar once out of

[Thanks to [email protected] for lyrics]