Luyện nghe bài hát Mommy

Intro:

Whoah!
A get your hands in the air, and get to 'em
and like, back and because ah
this is.. what you it wasn't
It beez.. the brothers the Dirty Dozen
I be the the double G *coughing in background*
And out the man he goes by the name of er...

Verse One:

Slim Shady, brain dead Jim Brady
I'm a M80, you like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin, Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin at you players worse Marty Schottenheimer
You wacker the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the
I'm acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then
My is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall)
I have a disease and they know what to call it
Better hide your wallet I'm comin up quick to strip your cash
a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass
Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll your eyes spin
You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike
The is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll slit your throat worse than Ron Goldman

So you see me on your block with two glocks
Screamin the World_ like Tupac
I don't give a fuuuuuck!!
that shit behind my back, dirty mackin
tellin your boys I'm on crack
I don't give a fuuuuuck!!
So put my back on the rack
Go run and tell your my shit is wack
I just don't a fuuuuuck!!
But see me on the street and
Cause you get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I don't give a fuuuuuck!!

Verse Eminem

I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a
I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Ice like silicone
I'm ill enough to just up diss you for no reason
I'm than snow season when it's twenty below freezin
Flavor no seasonin, this is the sneak preview
I'll diss your magazine and won't get a weak review
I'll make your leave you, smell the Folgers crystals
is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols
But I form like and blast you with my shoulder missiles
Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin, supportin
Pathological liar, blowin out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
Impulsive thinker, drinker, addict
animal, half man
Dumpin your body inside of a fuckin trash can
With holes than an Afghan

Verse Eminem

Somebody let me out limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this is spinnin
Clinically brain dead, I don't a second opinion
Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the treasure
bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher
I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of
of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes
In I never said much, too busy havin a headrush
Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red
Then I went to Jim Beam, when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, the women's swim team
take me for a joke I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and weed again
I'm up over the curb, drivin on the median
made it home, but I don't got the key to get in

Outro:

Hey, that!
Outsidaz..
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