Luyện nghe bài hát Desperados

Yo,(AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA) ay yo the heads and the mics up
We got the Dreadknaughts, you know I'm sayin (AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)
Super MC, you know what I
(AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA), Dirty and all that, all that shit
You what I'm sayin, Desperados with the cars, Eminem

Chauvinist pig, drove in this Big
Till it over the bridge
Jumped out and in the ditch
Broke in a home and stole a stove and fridge
Kidnapped the and left the ransom note for the kids
I'ma go for mids
a body blow for your ribs
While you're clutching your stomach and bleeding all your bitch
I know you live, your girl showed me your crib
she told me a fib
Then I'm have both of ya get did
Burning incense, a murder sentence
Under intent, for investigation for infants
While I sit in rooms doing 'shrooms
Having visions of pregnant women with brooms jabbed in their wombs
Slit your and rugs, and fuck your apartment up
Sticking up all the drugs, and jumping in trucks
I'm from the shitty slums that like the city dumps
Give you a punch, and mug you to get me lunch
See me summer, layin up against the dumpster
a one hundred dollar jumper, smothered in southern comfort
Got my Slim Shady on your mother's bumper
She came screamin a bunch of motherfuckers jumped her...

Ay yo
Proceed to list em, no need to diss em
The Herry Heathen, destroy your whole breathing
em like beer caps, who wants to hear that
Rap, rates, and I snap vertebrates
Collapse further states, my preserve tha grave
Your pack a crate, in fact the word is fake
i'll kill you slow AID's infested nuts
I'm vendetta like seven great-molested sluts
Calling me bitch nigga? you need to stop
Reality, one on one how many you got dropped
I'm cut throat any track runs, conscious when i smack nuns
It's the neck that makes Muslims run and pack guns
I'm (VOLCANIC!), the sermon preacher
Burning MC's most wanted by Kefa
You tried to get a squad, they was "money? oh no!"
Leavin you dead, hittin trees with Sonny Bono
I without a dojo, D-12 slow flow
Shoot down your mother ship and pimp smack (*smack* yea!)
No pro wanna go knuckle with the renegade
tried to go pop, and plus they minute made
My lieutenant sprayed your brigade, and trampled flow
Big P, the reason canceled their shows
The truth will hurt, see will work your shame in it
The best part of show is when you put my name in it
My squad be, godly, fearin hardly
So I when I'ma die, I dope like Chris Farley
that

Who run shit, watch drums hit
You head first into some old dumb shit
Here's a can of ass whip, for you to get
clique made their trip, I made them hoes submit
Ask your girl, she knows the scoop "don't fuck with bitch"
I'll chop off her titti, have you one tit
Them belly niggas is who you run with
Making half ass songs, shitty snares and one
I hate your damn sound, don't it one bit
You can make a album, won't have one hit
Your entire is on some bullshit
And there's not a damn one that I can't
I admit, that my is unfit
For mamma's baby boy because I'm on dumb shit
Like I arsony, get harm quick
You pull the alarm switch, stab you in your armpit (BITCH!)
Now who the nit-wit come get with
egotistic, hip-hop fundamental-istic
Don't risk it, get your shit split
Now keep your distance, and existence
I'm persistent when it to bent shit
I smoked a with my judge before my sentence
I'm relentless to deny you're
Yo bitch! pay my bill that's where the your rent went
Fuck

Dreadknaughts]
I killed competition, no way out as an opposition
Execute the passengers on the by executive decision
Then on how shady the business
Terrorists by Israelis when they visit
in the senate
World war 3 in the making, the exhibition team finish
the ref senseless
No extended play papers over your intermission
And the battlefield with the blood of Christians
for the messiah, but he don't listen
I pop my wig when I top the frame boil sizzling
A pyromaniac cook, I do damage to
Fuck Depot, I demolition
I home improve, I'll be there to fix it
For my school is supervision, for down finical aid up my intuition *inhales* *COUGHS*
Only hang out with with explicit lyrics
And pistol punks with a beef, bitch do you wanna get eaten??

Dreadknaughts]
I got a full of troubles
Everythings in
I buy my in couples
No time to fumbles
Cause MC's come and MC's go, we both
Injured from to toe
No fit a model, we full
You stuck in low, incapable to flow
is tactical, living mathematical
Watch master flow, and let go
I shit like lava, original designer, to marijuana since a minor
it a chance to see my battleship could get you wet like fibs, what
Applying death-defying feats, maintain to keep my
Flow like to see, when I release these beats over

[Almighty
My presidental has taken place
As I spread vocally on the
he's cyphin not equality, I deal unless the
the and made it real, I know my people feel it
their heads bobbin, and the emotional sobbin
Plus a cultural cipher after show, hoes
Knobs, the fuckin flavor of the icing
Plus I'm precision, my double continue slicin..