Luyện nghe bài hát Quitter

Yo, I this, to yo...

To all my fans, keeping y'all in
Let's tell Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
'cause its cruel when you cause a bad condition-in
I create, 'cause that's my mission
So close, to what we say, Because...
type of fag claims that every gay

I, knew you was jealous the day that I met you
I you, 'cause I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked by your neice and nephew
Now you hate because leathal left you
Peckerwood mad 'cause his record wood
No in the hood, led to his neck of the woods
Got in touch with his roots, found a in his blood
And said, "Heck, western rap records are good!"
So he picks a guitar up and he a few notes
He rap, or sing, but he wants to do both
Puts an out, and rules for part of the year
Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of
It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder year
No one's tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a
Sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in ear
So you start to get scared, sit and spark an idear
Figured you can diss me to start your career
I'll you in your fuckin chest til your heart kicks in gear
Fuck the partys, names, his crew
Like I'ma say their names so they can be too

You a...

and you bitter 'cause I came along
And your days of house of pain are
If you talk about my little in a song again
kill you (I'ma kill you)

You a...

and you bitter 'cause I came along
And days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a again
I'ma kill you (I'ma you)

Heart attack to stroke from the you smoke
To the rap you wrote your fuckin back's a joke
And I'm gonna tell these motherfuckin the truth
The reason why you dissed me first and I you
You said I you in a lobby and I glanced at you
I ain't notice you, bitch, I had a show to do
Like I'm to be starstruck, come over to you
You better shut your fuckin mouth you 0 for 2
Back in 94 limp a show for you
Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole from you
Took your motherfuckin DJ and him too
So you fall in a and get all emotional
So now you sing and mix slang with blues and strings
Confused as fuck now your music sucks dick
Mister Mister ass to get accepted in rap
Quicker but never and Everlast is a...

and you bitter 'cause I came along
And your of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma you)

You a...

Quitter and you bitter 'cause I along
And your days of of pain are gone
If you talk about my little in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma you)

look...
So this is we ask of our fans
If you see Everlast, whoop his ass
Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw at him
Kick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, him
Do it for me, do it for Fred, do it for
Do it for Rock, do it for Rap, do it for Ken
Do it for Ice T, do it just to do it, IT
He's a bitch, he ain't hit you back, he's nothin
Shit, in five years, we're all be eating at Whitey's
And be busin tables in that bitch, cleaning the toilets
Hey yo...

[Eminem

Fuck this, cut shit off. Hey yo, Head.
That's why I fucked your mother, you fat

Pac's "Hit 'Em Up"]

Kill Whitey, HAHAHA Whitey, DETROIT, WHAT WHAT!
Yo, Yo, look, look, Kill

off, fuck your songs and the shit you say
Diss my wife, but at I got a bitch, you gay
You claim to be a muslum, but you
So fuck you, fat boy, drop the mic, let's
I cut you in the chest, weak hearts I rip
Whitey Ford, Forty and White, lethargic ass head
I keep em comin while you out of breath
Steady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you to rest
go ask your people how I leave ya
With your three cds nobody sees, when released
Evidence, fuck around with real emcees
Who ain't ready for no beef, so fuck geeks
I let you faggots know on for life
But might die tonight, HAHA
Fat boy murdered on wax and
Fuck with me and a heart pill, YOU KNOW!

Grab 380s when you see Shady
Call the doctor to heal your
shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you bout to get any minute, honkey I hit 'em up

talking...]

HAHAHA, Yo, check this out, you faggots ain't on my level.
I'ma let D12 on you bitch made ass faggots!

Artis]

Yo, get out the way, yo Get out the way, yo
Whitey Ford's heart just
Eminem him back, he had another heart attack
Whitey Ford's gettin his ass floored for back
Little amarillo, I show you what murders are ?
At your own while I'm servin ya
Drop and stomp your heart til it stops
Call the cops, I'ma beat your ass while he walks [in

Now we got the industry makin fun of you Eric
Where's your house of pain now, there's only one of you
You a coward, you ain't ready to steady go around
With some killers from mile to the motherfuckin bellow, bridge

2]

Grab 380s when you see Shady
the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the
But you to get relapsed any minute, honkey I hit 'em up

Got on his ass and now this want to mention me still
This no freestyle battle, Everlast gettin killed
With his chest open, tryin to throw a fuckin punch, but you just
Havin a stroke, and now you learn white crackers earned a dime
'cause you suck you should learn to rhyme
Talkin bout you packin pistols, but it's to me
You ain't never in trouble, you just wanna be me
I'm a pale faced WHALE
On his way to fuckin prison whippin tail, ha
Eric, remember I passed you in the lobby that day
shit was obvious you probably was gay, ha
Now it's all bout country, you gave up
49,000 copies, the week your dropped
my sales making records break
2 and a half scanned by the second week
fucker I hit em up

[D12 and Eminem spit on the next few verses. goes first...]

I'm from Pemberton now
Four bullets tear you in
Fuck the we got a oouzi for all you fags
Get this shit out of my
DIALATED YOU
Now you bout to get
We gon burry you, [?]
Cire's [?] get choked up and up
All you underground get your throats cut

What the fuck, is you
I choked Whitey Ford his fuckin guitar cord
And stuck him in
Chopped up in a box, with parts
I stomped on his heart D12 you filled [?]
your mother while you watch
Keep your restuarant and block your door
'cause we hit 'em up like motherfuckin Shakur

You a, black Jesus, heart seizures,
Too cheeseburgers, McDonald's Big Mac Greases
White Devil, up honkey
Mixed up cracker who crossed over the

Haha, oh hell!
Cut this off, SHIT.. fuck him.
it, I'm done, I promise, I'm done.
it. I'm sorry. No more. I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I promise. I just in kicking a man while he's down.
God DAMN...I quit.
Mention my daughter's in a song again, you fucking punk. HEY YO.