Luyện nghe bài hát Kill You

When I just a baby boy
My momma used to tell me crazy things
She used to tell me my was an evil man,
She used to me he hated me
But then I got a bit older
And I realized, she was the one
But was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it
'Cause that's the way she was

They said I can't rap about bein' broke no
They say I can't rap about coke no more
Slut, you think I choke no whore
Til the vocal don't work in her throat no more?!
These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm
I'm sayin' the shit
Cause I'm thinkin' it just to be it
Put your hands down bitch, I goin' shoot you
I'm a pull you to this bullet, and put it you
Shut up slut, you're too much chaos
Just bend and take it like a slut, okay Ma?
"Oh, now he's raping his own mother, a whore,
Snorting coke, and we gave him the Stone cover?"
You god damn bitch, and now it's too late
I'm triple platinum and tragedies in two states
I violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, Vrinn!
Texas Chainsaw, his brains all
Danglin' from his neck, while his head hangs on
Blood, guts, guns,
Knives, lives, wives, nuns,

Bitch I'm a kill you! You don't to fuck with me
Girls leave, you ain't nothin' but a to me
Bitch I'm a kill you! You got the balls to beef
We ain't never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef

You better kill me! I'm a be another rapper
For poppin' off at the mouth with I shouldn't a said
But when they me I'm bringin' the world with me
too! You ain't nothin' but a girl to me
I said you don't, want to fuck with (cause why?)
Shady, will fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha)
I said you don't, want to with Shady (why?)
Shady, will fuckin' kill you

Bitch I'm a kill you! a murder weapon, I'm a conceal you
In a closet mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
Buck with me, I through hell, shut the hell up!
I'm to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em
It ain't rap, I just rap on acid
Got a new blow-up doll and had a strap-on added
Whoops! Is that a hint? No!
Just criminal intent to women again
Eminem offend? No! Eminem
And if you give in to him, you give him an impulse
To do it again, then, if he does it
probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the tenth

Bitch I'm a kill you, I ain't this ain't the chorus
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to the forest
A is orange after you wash it three or four times
In a tub but that's normal ain't it
Serial killer hidin' material
In a cereal box on top of stereo
Here we go again, out of our medicine
Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in

Eh-heh, why I say these things?
Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in Shady's
And the way things seem, I have to pay these shrinks
This eighty G's a week to say the things threece!
Whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots! I hope the weed will outweigh drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on radio shows
Just to argue with 'em their ratings stink?
Fuck that! I'll radio announcer to bouncer
fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her
From principal to the body and counselor
From in-school to before to out of school
I don't even believe in breathin' I'm air in your lungs
Just to hear you screamin' for me to seep it
Okay, I'm ready to go
I go the from O.J.
I'm ready to make throat ache
You keep eggin' me on
Til I you at knife point, then you beg me to stop?
Shut up! Give me your hands and
I shut up when I'm talkin' to you
You hear me? me!

Ha ha ha, I'm just ladies
You know, I you