Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

One thousand different and munchausen
I'mma make you punch out some f***in' one "ouch"
What the you hit me for?
Scream life as I punch and bunches out of anger
I once encountered a
In a dumb gown, hood
With a
S*** I laughed in his face
B**** gave me an extra life, take this
Now get your a** back in game
B**** don't take s*** for
And take s***, give it!
bull you should take is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey and mighty Thor
I Everlast, pen is mightier than
Finish writing record
Replenish writing more
Nothing's riding on it but your privates are fighting for
So you fight, scratch, you
Backs to
No one was there to catch you
You pick yourself up, you dust your jacket off
You grab balls, like they're gargantuan and
Ask yourself how f***ing bad you it
Pull out pants, whoop your a** and flash it on em'
gonna back you in the corner
Throw a
No one's more then you f***in' four in the morning you're at the laboratory, storming
there's nothing that's more important
MC's you better this a formal warning, you're in for it
Girl, what would you do if I said your was off the chain?
And I told you I every single time I saw your face
I ain't b****
I meant in half, oil the
Nobody to play
They say I'm a little baby
But

put's baby in the corner
I'm only to warn ya
'Cause that baby mad
And get's to throwing a
He'll f***ing on ya

'Cause nobody put's in the corner
I'm only trying to ya
that baby get's mad
And to throwing a tantrum
f***ing flip on ya

What goes an addict's brain?
static pain and big daddy kane
Break, beats and
An train of thought
Like splatter
brain
Yeah maybe why that
Why back but you don't rap the same
And you're way thinner
Because hunger got you looking like
took away dinner
Sugar Ray Leonard wouldn't sugar coat a booger though
to wipe that b**** on a hooker's coat
When you say you're a what chooka what
Now fling that b**** from fingertips
I hope it lands on rap singers lips
Who think of s***
Anything of wit, that's to spit
Whose of this f***ing English Lit?
Let your middle flip
On each hand, extending this s***
How low can you go?
Lower Chuck D ho
Hear the bass of this in my
Rocky's back, where's my
Nobodies as shady in an eighty million mile radius
I'm what Tom Brady is to the of rap
Not a man, I'm a
Who just to be a rapper
Who just to be on the crapper
When it I had an epiphany
In the bathroom, I'd be the same after
Now I'm back an apper-tite
For destruction the recipe for disaster
So let's eat 'cause I'm
Every deed is a one
Evil its it
Even you for me to be pulled
Like to
Is like me having my teeth

put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to ya
'Cause baby get's mad
And to throwing a tantrum
f***ing flip on ya

'Cause nobody baby in the corner
I'm trying to warn ya
'Cause baby get's mad
And get's to throwing a
f***ing flip on ya

So step inside of
The demented side of a
That's like the inside of an
While I multiply undivided attention
But be that if I didn't mention
I lose my mind and my
You'll be the one
Who finds him
Got him climbing the
some time to addiction
But look up in the dictio-nary
I'm in the
Eminem is the for it
I'm an
it let's get to the meat, balls
I'm gonna the veg and potatoes
Edgamacater, are
S*** are madea
treachreous data
S*** that you would say to worst enemy
wretchedness is
What you get when you mix Treach a Jada
And combine em' Method Man and Redman
Whit meth-amphetamines in his hand
And in his there's a sledge-hammer
And pajamas, standing in of a webcam
Beating himself in the head, til Russell let's him off jam
I need my head examined
Hannibal Lecter with a dead
Hanging from his ceiling dripping a bed pan
I meds!
to god 'cause If I go off the edge
T.I talking me off a ledge man
throb at a fart, ah nah
More like a smart slob, part
That'll stab you with a sharp
To the heart and claw marks
All over the walls
Little with large balls
mud slinging, I'm blood flinging
There's on this f***ing earth better then being
of the playground
I hate the swings but I love being the
when I'm pushed
I end up up

put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to ya
that baby get's mad
And get's to throwing a
f***ing flip on ya

'Cause nobody baby in the corner
I'm only to warn ya
'Cause baby get's mad
And get's to a tantrum
He'll f***ing on ya