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 mean Listen this next part is key,
You play a lot of Nintendo, smoke
As far as men go, when ya gonna hit a and throw Super Mario and Atari out the window?
Now, we have something in common-You're lactose intolerant I'm wack host
Stop about smackin crack hoes you're in college apologies accepted
I might 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 obscene I really could eat like 5 Krispy
Like 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 find friends, yeah 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 Zeppelin in desk in ya den
I'm mad skins you got bad skin get rad skins for your MP3 player kid I'm a Real Player!
Hard like Slayer while you a dater Darth Vader I'm famous-later-
I hang with both Ralph and Roc Raida, OK?
I swear I'm super you play boring Solitaire on computer combed over hair
a boober shirt work at Hooters in your underwear look like Mr. Hooper I don't care
I was nice to you originally what I'm doin is gonna ruin you like Druid hear the crowd
naturally
Actually is a big 'ol waste of my time
I would 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 make you cryin-Yeah start cryin
You get mad at Napster when nobody's heard of you
I did a search on name and came up with 1 result-
It was your computer, a loser
Lame, your screen name pseudo hip-hop sounding lingo up lowercase/capital letters
you think this is Bingo? I got singles out already
People know my name in discerning circles from New to LA
While you earn Colonels jerk pay spurt on dirty in a big shirt singin Hip Hop Hooray
idle I'm an idol you're not entitled I got a title
Nobody trades your file chill child when I said I you I was just tired
Go occupy yourself for a while you're lost whatever just off, vile in denial just step off
Why you think I get from record labels you get deals from drug dealers
Unappealing insincere won't eat Happy Meals you bong water like tears filled with lost

Do acid and beer and trip out on how your queer little beard looks so in the mirror man
Guitar noodlin and let me teach you Ital-go Fongule
When I was in high school I'd a thought you were so fuckin
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 Messenger me all
I don't think so I am important and right now I am eating lunch
Go get signed to Ruffhouse go away, bid on Ebay for a stuffed Mouse in a mug,
A sticky pic of buff Courtney 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 Princess Superstar once drank out of

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