Luyện nghe bài hát You Get Mad At Napster

Please don't 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 a lot of Nintendo, smoke Endo
As far as men go, ya gonna hit a crescendo and throw Super Mario and Atari out the window?
Now, we have something in common-You're intolerant I'm wack host intolerant
Stop talkin smackin crack hoes you're in college apologies accepted
I might have left lyrical holes in mind
You'll fill it later with Cable or Hot 97 or Taco-Bell-n applyin, you play? Fine
Play-doh, roll you through a machine until you out in little strings
I'm obscene I could eat like 5 Krispy Kremes
Like when they're hot-Like all my 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 to try to find friends, yeah everyone likes you because you said you
tall, slim and
Liked Dre over Ren, Cage over Em, Rage them, Bahamadia over Lil' Kim
I had no idea you been down hip-hop since you were ten
You were out ya playpen 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 for your MP3 player kid I'm a Real Player!
Hard like Slayer while you a dater with Vader I'm famous-later-
I hang with both Ralph and Roc Raida, OK?
I swear I'm super you play boring Solitaire on your computer combed 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 you like Druid ruins hear the crowd
naturally
Actually this is a big 'ol of my time
I would rather be home playing with my parakeets making up this stupid rhyme
I mean, I am a sensitive and I wouldn't want to make you start cryin-Yeah start cryin
You get mad at Napster when even heard of you
I did a on your name and came up with 1 result-
It was computer, you're a loser
Lame, your screen name hip-hop 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
you earn Colonels jerk pay spurt on dirty curtains in a big shirt singin Hip Hop Hooray
You're I'm an idol you're not entitled I got a title
Nobody trades your file chill when I said I liked you I was just tired
Go occupy yourself for a while lost whatever just frick off, vile in denial just step off
Why you think I get deals from labels you get deals from drug dealers
Unappealing won't eat Happy Meals you spill bong water like tears filled with lost

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

[Thanks to [email protected] for lyrics]