Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

my mic up
my mic up

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck it, niggas!
Oh my

Know the cats get down
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown I shit on your crown
town grounds will appear on the king cash cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
When I pop off I stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by they
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you have enough
in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, have these niggas nervous
And clipping they nails and dribbling in
And them like sunflower seed shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy like whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I like I'm slanging a weed sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em females
Oh see well, these niggas already the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my but kind of an ancient slut
Her down like she was a basement fuck
up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm 'em stuck
I got 'em than a child in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the
While I light up shit I toss
I quit Gods, look around
It's certain shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
the way I shatter, split shit apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a
Break 'em and they know that it's a
And the way it's going you could easily get ass kicked
See, me and Shady together we're
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a crazy Israeli,
While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a
I'm chopping your foot off now mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
And I blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the beat is

(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, out nigga

a light contagiousness to this tirade
It just make you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) minded
But go through such a range of this emotion
That my rage has gotta squeeze through it
I just up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his personal saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" arrive naked
And drive through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a thumb, so I gave em the finger
To the attention away from my stinking face it was bringing
the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink
So if is any indication of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
That's the worst I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally, hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid question is
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other than your husband's fucking brains that leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the Slim Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a I'm running for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To come fuck up the party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have every on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so get smashed
And wake up the day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, make me go take it back to the days of old
Sway and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not like a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
get you as green as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're visibly upset,
Alert, alert, girl,
you went into the house of pain hearing a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass
around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a tailwind
More afraid of success I am of failure
So does that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't a fuck about nothing
Like mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight the damn railing

Chill, man,