Luyện nghe bài hát You Get Mad At Napster

Please don't mess me I'll spit you out like you were Sunny D
Did you really think you be mean baby? Listen this next part is key,
You a lot of Nintendo, smoke Endo
As far as men go, when ya gonna hit a and throw Super Mario and Atari out the window?
Now, we have something in lactose intolerant I'm wack host intolerant
Stop talkin about smackin hoes you're in college apologies accepted
I might have left lyrical holes in your
You'll fill it later Cable or Hot 97 or Taco-Bell-n 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, Cage over Em, Rage over them, over Lil' Kim
I had no you been down 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 mad skins you got bad skin get rad skins for your MP3 player kid I'm a Real Player!
like Slayer while you a dater with Darth Vader I'm famous-later-
I hang with both Nader and Roc Raida, OK?
I swear I'm you play boring Solitaire on your computer combed over hair
Wear a boober shirt at Hooters in your underwear look like Mr. Hooper I don't care
I was nice to you originally what I'm doin is ruin you like Druid ruins hear the crowd
naturally
Actually is a big 'ol waste of my time
I would rather be home playing with my parakeets making up this stupid rhyme
I mean, I am a sensitive Pisces and I wouldn't to make you start cryin-Yeah start cryin
You get mad at Napster when even heard of you
I did a search on your name and up with 1 result-
It was your computer, a loser
Lame, your screen name pseudo hip-hop lingo mixed up lowercase/capital letters
What you think this is Bingo? I got 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 I'm an idol you're not entitled I got a title
Nobody trades file chill child when I said I liked you I was just tired
Go occupy yourself for a you're lost whatever just frick off, vile in denial just step off
Why you think I get deals from record you get deals from drug dealers
Unappealing insincere won't eat Happy Meals you spill bong water 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 patchouli let me you Ital-go Fongule
When I was in high school I'd a thought you 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 Messenger me all day?
I don't think so I am very and right now I am eating lunch
Go get signed to Ruffhouse go away, bid on Ebay for a stuffed Mickey in a mug,
A sticky handcuffed pic of buff Love, one of Prince's aborted doves, a Jackson glove,
A blow up Peter Max of Love, a diamond rug, or somethin worth more than all that stuff:
A cup that Princess Superstar once out of

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