Luyện nghe bài hát Search 4 Bobby Fisher

* hard to find white label, but long on napster

[intro: iriscience]
Yo.. it's like man
Every once in a while when pop off at the lip
Somebody get into this shit
That don't have nuttin to do this shit right?
But none the
You wanna start lettin off buckshots, cats gotta
Y'all out ev? well you got him

Yo, a blonde fag took my kindness for a
But instead of comin hard threw a diss
of his friends at first I was speechless
Is it cause you lack or lack uniqueness?
It's always your type, itchy and quick to off
the party, "soliloquy of chaos"
In this verse, jumpin jacks a little up
There'll be no bullshit, be no hit chorus
Diss my yo, you won't go far
The truth is I'm as much from detroit as you are
I'm up points, shit cat I'm scorin
You ain't a true tiger, liar, you from
A trailer trash town where stuck it to ya
That's why you hate your mother she never tried to stop it
Twenty years later you're still out of
I met this chick you home on tour, but couldn't get it up
Alert! alert! you internet
Eminem is just you, weak between the sheets
Dr. evil, tryin to steal my
I'll fuck you up, look better in photos
I know what it is, you envy you hate
I'm you used to be, you was me in ninety-eight
Hungry for props, and ready to
your stage show is so weak you always just ready to rot
Fuck pace walkin forth at best
(at) that rate on tour dates, hope you run out of breath
It's such a shame your uncle ronnie's not
I'm a geek? you jock fred from bizkit
Production time; I heard makin beats
But program the drums, don't program the keys
Don't the bass, producer? liar!
Doin that shit's like hirin a
You might as you little fake chino xl
You're target practice - strictly blast these empty
{*crowd roar*} an upset, you lose the title!
But first lose the haircut, you're bitin michael
Next topic, time to the knife in
Slaughter your {daughter}, ah fuck it throw your in
I'ma do 'em, do 'em 'til nothin
The way I'm murderin you now they avenge your death
You blind bitch, I'm to rub it in
Go sell millions of records, you still don't own publishin
You ain't hip-hop, you pop; popular to little girls,
Kids, and the mafia
So here it comes, a blast my crew
You bout to get chopped by a man babu
The part? let me say this 'fore I'm through
I haven't even begun to start, I saved the for part two

{*babu cuts and scratches these

"faggot, no rapper on a quest" -> ll cool j
"hi!" -> eminem, "bitch the fuck up!" -> eazy-e
"if you take offense fuck it, got to be way" -> krs-one
"i thought I oughta tell you, better yet warn" -> mc
"suckers get eliminated fuckin dilated" -> cypress hill
"nevertheless, I'll say it again" -> rick(? )
"bitch!" -> n.w.a.
"soundclash with us, you flirt disaster" -> dilated

"trick or treat..."