Luyện nghe bài hát Who Knew

I knew I
I never I
Mic check
I knew I

Who woulda
I knew I
Who'da
I never I

who woulda thought?
I never I
comes out
I knew I

And sells a couple of records
I knew I
And motherfuckers hit the ceiling
I never I

I do black music, I don't do white music
I make music, for high school kids
I put lives at risk I drive like this
I put at risk with a knife like this (Ah!)

Shit, you think I'm in your tape deck now
I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct stretched out
Ducked the way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, now?

Oh you want me to my mouth, how?
Take my fuckin' eyeballs out, and em around?
Look, I'll your fuckin' house down, circle around
And hit the hydrant, so you put your burning furniture out

(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics while the gets his dick sucked?
Fuck that, take drugs, rape
Make fun of gay clubs, men who make-up

Get aware, up, get a sense of humor
Quit tryin' to censor music, this is for your kid's
(The kids!) But don't blame me lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace
You should of been watchin' him, apparently you parents

'Cause I knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I'd affect kid
I never knew I'd, get him to slit his
I never knew I'd, get him to hit bitch
I never knew I, knew I would get big
I knew I, knew I'd affect this kid
I knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I'd, get him to hit bitch

So who's bringin' the in this country? (Hm?)
I couldn't sneak a pellet gun through customs over in London
And last week, I seen a Schwarzenegger
Where he's shootin' all sorts of these motherfuckers a Uzi
I sees three kids, up in the front row,
Screamin' "Go" with their 17-year-old
I'm like, "Guidance, ain't they got the same and dads
Who got mad when I if they liked violence?"
And told me that my tape taught 'em to
about the makeup you allow your 12 year old daughter to wear?
So tell me that your son know any cuss words
When his bus screamin' at him, fuckin' him up worse
("Go sit the down, you little fuckin' prick!")
And fuck was the first I ever learned
Up in the third grade, the gym teacher the bird (Look!)
So read up, how I used to get beat up
Peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3
My life's like what my wife's like (what?)
Fucked up I beat her fuckin' ass every night, Ike
So how easier would life be
If 19 million motherfuckers to be just like me?

I never knew I, I'd
a new house or a new car
A couple ago I was more poorer than you are
I don't got bad of a mouth, do I?
Fuck shit ass cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?)
Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher
Sonny Bono, skis horses and some trees (Hey!)
How retards will listen to me
And run up in the school shootin' when they're at a
Teacher, her, him, is it you is it
"Wasn't me, Slim Shady to do it again!"
Damn! How damage can you do with a pen?
Man I'm just as fucked up as you would of
If you would of been, in my shoes, who of thought
Slim Shady would be somethin' you would of bought
That would of you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just it, I ain't know if you'd do it or not

How the fuck was I to know?