Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

One thousand different houses and
I'mma make you punch out some f***in' one "ouch"
the f***'d you hit me for?
Scream life as I punch counter and out of anger
I once a stranger
In a dumb gown, black
a scythe
S*** I in his face spit
B**** gave me an extra life, take this
Now get a** back in that game
B**** take s*** for granted
And take s***, give it!
Only bull you should is by the horns
A mixture of Ford and mighty Thor
I Everlast, pen is than sword
Finish writing record
Replenish keep more
Nothing's riding on it but your privates are fighting for
So you fight, scratch, you
Backs to
No one was there to catch you
You pick back up, you dust your jacket off
You grab your balls, they're gargantuan and
Ask yourself how bad you want it
Pull out your pants, your a** and flash it on em'
Nobodies back you in the corner
Throw a
No one's more ig-norant then you f***in' four in the you're at the laboratory, storming
Like there's that's more important
MC's you better consider this a warning, you're in for it
Girl, what would you do if I your body was off the chain?
And I told you I every single time I saw your face
I ain't b****
I meant in half, oil the
wants to play
They say I'm a spoiled baby
But

put's baby in the corner
I'm trying to warn ya
'Cause that get's mad
And get's to a tantrum
f***ing flip on ya

'Cause nobody baby in the corner
I'm only to warn ya
that baby get's mad
And get's to a tantrum
He'll f***ing on ya

What goes through an brain?
Besides static and big daddy kane
Break, and words
An train of thought
Like paint
Scatter
Yeah maybe why explains
Why you're but you don't rap the same
And you're way thinner
your hunger got you looking like
They took dinner
Sugar Ray Leonard wouldn't coat a f***ing booger though
Just to that b**** on a hooker's coat
When you say you're a chooka what what
Now fling that b**** from fingertips
I hope it lands on another rap lips
Who can't think of
of wit, that's interesting to spit
Whose king of this English Lit?
Let your middle fingers
On each hand, whilst this s***
How low can you go?
Lower then D ho
Hear the of this in my voice
Rocky's back, where's my
Nobodies crazy as shady in an million mile radius
I'm what Tom Brady is to the of rap
Not a man, I'm a
Who just happened to be a
Who just to be on the crapper
When it I had an epiphany
In the bathroom, I'd be the same after
Now I'm with an apper-tite
For the f***ing recipe for disaster
So let's eat I'm famished
Every is a dastardly one
its past it
Even you asking for me to be
Like to
Is like me my teeth pulled

Nobody put's in the corner
I'm only to warn ya
'Cause that baby mad
And get's to throwing a
f***ing flip on ya

'Cause nobody baby in the corner
I'm trying to warn ya
'Cause that get's mad
And get's to a tantrum
f***ing flip on ya

So inside of dimension
The demented of a mind
That's like the inside of an
I multiply your undivided attention
But be reminded that if I didn't
I lose my and my temper
be the first one
Who him offensive
Got him climbing the
Lost some time to
But look up in the dictio-nary
I'm in the
Eminem is the for it
I'm an
F*** it let's get to the meat,
I'm gonna skip the veg and
Edgamacater, are
S*** legends are
Spit data
S*** that you would say to your worst
This is
you get when you mix Treach with a Jada
And combine em' with Man and Redman
Whit in his left hand
And in his there's a sledge-hammer
And pajamas, standing in of a webcam
himself in the head, til Russell let's him off dead jam
Maybe I need my examined
Hannibal Lecter with a lamb
Hanging from his ceiling with a bed pan
I meds!
to god 'cause If I go off the edge
T.I talking me off a ledge man
Heart at a fart, ah nah
More like a smart slob, blob
That'll stab you with a ob-ject
To the and leave claw marks
All the Wal-Mart walls
baby with large balls
F*** mud slinging, I'm flinging
There's nothing on f***ing earth better then being
King of the
I hate the swings but I love the underdog
'Cause I'm pushed
I end up up

Nobody put's in the corner
I'm trying to warn ya
'Cause that baby mad
And get's to a tantrum
He'll flip on ya

nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm only to warn ya
that baby get's mad
And to throwing a tantrum
f***ing flip on ya