Luyện nghe bài hát Die Another Day

Lord help us, my peoples bein' (uh)
Deliver me from evil and I sell his faith
Lets take a closer look at what's really
He wants you to believe it was all about rappin'
And all I try to do is open up my eyes
It wasn't about me and Em, you gotta
It's just a smokescreen, my niggas a bigger picture
I want the streets to pay attention cause I'm with ya
This credibility is what we for
Then why ain't the sellin' units no more (tell me why)
Labels actin' like good so they say so
was always gold with no radio
Now it's time to turn the prophesy, up
Mathers gotta die, rise up
No choise, the only way we gonna turn shit around
Is put this bitch in the ground
And this so cald kings, steady at eachother
Do songs with the devil, while they with there brothers
Sell a house, fuckin' pitiful, we just some drama
Let 'em through then they devide, conquer
And every plantation got a a house niggas
D12, Shady Records just a bunch of house
Obie Trice, is for security in your lobby
Better call the secret service, if you stop me (blaah)
Paul Rosenberg, you fat pig
I'm you responsable for what this bitch did (kill ya)
you call me up, try to cop or plead
As far as I'm concerned you both bleed (bitch)
Talkin' he wanna fight, please
Let's set that shit up so I can drop him to his knees
You let a clown clown you, how is that
You let em tonguekiss your wife you had a gat
How you gonna have a gun with no
Oh don't worry when I see you I'm gonna pul it (blaah)
You dyed ya hear blond, I'm a it red
How you sell records Marshall when you dead
Motherfuck make you pay for that you talkin'
I'm goin' hard in the of New York and
Just ask Chuck how we ran 'em Boston
He should have been killed in the coffin
And you better keep my out ya fuckin' mouth
Before I put a in yo' mutherfuckin' mouth
Tell Haley it ain't safe no (nah)
Daddy watch yo' back at the candystore
We up, resort to plan B
Fuck around she and up Jon Benet Ramsey (that's right)
of fact you better check the DNA (what)
She probably ain't yours, and where's wife Kim anyway
She's on her knees somewhere suckin' 50
I you wishin' you were there cause you on his dick
You in drag, you huggin' up on Elton John
You closet fag, I'm a king you a punk
You the rap david the rap bibler
The stealer, niggas ain't with ya
I'm the rap Hewey, the rap Malcolm, the rap
Don't worry I'm a what we started
And who wanna scream Pac's name
You make a difference, you in it for the fame
Cause if Pac was livin', he would this bitch alive
But I'm a do it for him, if the hood survive
You sleep five O, you walk with the feds
Better the lights on, when they tuck you into bed
Cause I'm a get yo' ass, find out where you lay
Debbie set you up you gonna die another day