Luyện nghe bài hát All I Think About

[Hook:
the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' with this anger
Always, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
The chopper got about fifty
Ain't no way accidental when I spill 'em on you
I'm the realist in the biz, how you
Cause you can get it how you
And you livin', I'm a say my pull out game is so real
I get rid of kids, now that's ill
The top of your can fly of the top of convertibles
Ain't gon' really take no time to come and murder you
I don't fake mine, I do this the way
Snitches get stitches, away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair
Let me be the first to tell you that you lookin' at a
My and AK-47, that's my new guitar
I belong to you and I don't care who you are
Yeah, you sold a couple records, got a joints
Got a few Jordans, three, pairs of Louboutins
besides the point like a shootin' guard
Nigga, I'm a

With cough
(I am) sick, George Clooney a Uzi
What kind of a movie
hop out a movin' car just to prove he's hard?
"Fuck you doin', you retard?"
Should be put in a cast as soon as we shootin', dog
You I knew where the Roofies are
The way I a bitch through the yard
Stuffed little Suzie in cardboard after wrappin' her and newly scarred
Body in waterproof tarp in roofin' tar
So what you so for?
Did you fall off, chump? Or did you jump?
Or did you just become with this?
You're slipping into a funk, I just become
And more self-absorbed in my own world, everyone
Pen at the table, I don't know when be able to stop
you from the gate
One thought it takes and I'm off to the races
Wait, mentally stable, hold fuckin' horses
There's nothin' disgustin' an animal
I just got done snortin' the bathroom soap
And the lotion
To unwarp mind you gon' need some sort of an antidote
not a pill for bananas though
It's unfortunate, you got of grandeur though
Actin' like Michelangelo with a fuckin' cordless
Bitch, I'm Shredder, so you better crawl back in shell
Or run 'fore you get
A fuckin' Ninja Turtle wouldn't come us
Two forces, of course this is what blunt force is
Cause we'd you on any joint
Bad and Evil's back,
You might some shortness of breath
As you sit with lungs punctured
Hear their motherfuckin' come pourin'
If I tell you once more, then you're for
You're to have to learn
How to fuckin' hear from a ruptured
Forrest, am I clear? You Gump, as dumb as a stump
To think we'd come with a shortage
B-b-b-b-b-bass in your face,
Chuck Norris' nunchucks into guns, swords
This is what blood is
The goriest, glorious, bigamous, shogun warriors

Da 5'9"]
God damn, the Slaughter boy
Once I it, you couldn't un-slaughter it
I order a hit, you couldn't un-order it
Hit's an order, the consortium

Eminem]
From the moment I go to bed 'till I up
All day, this is all I can think about, (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponent's heads this anger
Always, 'cause this is all I can about, baby (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 2:
If I don't got no more drama, bitch, I'm a outta water bottle
After all these guys I
Applause is gettin' louder, how the did this happen?
I never rapped for bitches, how's it that my now is broader?
Devil without a cause, rebel a pause
I am a kaze the kami
You wouldn't be a G if it cost me a dollars
Infrared in my lead
But always keep an extra one though
In the back and both of 'em locked
And they're loaded, like cocked twin Glocks I'm holdin'
You pause when you see these two dots on your colon
punks, you wait, just got to rockin' and rollin'
Cause Elvis left the buildin' yet, I'm still a villain
You feel a threat when I step in and kill a set in a
the weapon of intellect, Hannibal Lecter with the black belt
And kung fu, protect your and

Da 5'9"]
Respect the gun
Read in the Art of War by Sun Tzu
You realize if you defy, you probably won't be around here
Rapunzel (get it)
Look, bitch, I got the bands in my
And the drum poppin', that's...
That's overkill, I keep the kill me
I the chill one degree
I hit you with a hook that'll make you see
You as soon as you beat me that you didn't
Yeah, still one of me, now me slap you
That's a recap view, that's normal
And you slap me, knee-slap humor, that's hardly hilarious
So we scrap over you lyin' like a cub in a forest
a kill from a dominant male

And I'm born with
Form of Lou
To torture and corporate America
Poor Erica
In the morning the and Law Enforcement
find one fourth of her buried
Under a barrier of the floor
With the stairs in an outdoor area

Eminem]
From the moment I go to bed I wake up
All day, this is all I can about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponent's heads with this
Always, 'cause this is all I can think about, (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 3: Da 5'9]
then, hoes didn't want him
Now the Benz all hittin' corners
My spectacular,
I spit like Ex-Lax to Dracula
Let me translate, I'm find me a bitch
And then I'm sucking on her neck she naked
And I'm shitting on her

And I'm getting boners what I'm spitting
Getting to smithereens in a Toyota
Getting stoner, Brothers
Brothers, songs rotisserie how these birds are flipping
A time with a nervous ticking
Another murder victim, I with them first
And burrr-stick 'em, I burn up if I try to up inside a Church Chicken
*scratching noise* *scratching noise* making sure any who battle me crawl away
Assault and holiday, and just when you're thinking that'll be all I say
I'll start automatically names and rattling off fellow rappers so pardon the analogy
But I disappear as as Natalie Holloway
It's my mentality all the way, I'm normally a suicide mission to try
But one thing I never mind's getting called Elvis all the
In the articles that you write which is why I reply, cause he died shitting
So-a, shitting, I'm spitting my supply of written bonafide
aside, critics take my little white dick in your eyelid and fuck it
Switch subjects, on to the next one its, Ch- Chucky
Who wanna play with number one overall, Kid
A psycho buddy who might go nutty 'cause he don't nobody
His knife's so bloody 'cause he just somebody
Pull out the Schick and

[Royce Da
In light of he, just said, this for those who even kinda want it
Cause for this man, I take a lighter
And light up all of my money
You can it pyro money, "Hi Rihanna"
I wait, "Hi Tianna", wait, "Hi Tatiana", shit
I gotta problem I don't like, it's fuck a model-itis
Who pussy the
That's amazing, sit your ass
I like the pussy too tight
Get the fuck outta here and have babies
Vocabulary still ill, the 911 will
It's all yellow the black stripe, kill bill
I'm so far of the skills here
I'm getting for my past life
I'm the real

Like Holyfield, think you irreplaceable? it (that's overkill)
'Till I keel over somebody stuffed roadkill and
Ebola in my of oatmeal, you know the deal
I'm not about to sit and go through the whole
Of how I'm, how I'm cold steel like a old snowmobile
And no but so jovial
But don't be one of those who me for a joke, I'm so for real
It's what I told the phony emcee before I broke his
Drove a drill his skull to see his soul
Told him when I snap a photo
He'll get exposed like a roll of
Now he goes again, oh
I'm so trill, I'mma get the again
Like Buffalo Bill's, bitch you put lotion in
The bucket, it, beat the poor little old widow
With pillows, soap brillos, finished my goat milk then
Smoke I lit up...ah, fuck it