Luyện nghe bài hát Fall

You know, everybody's been tellin' me what they think me for the last few months
It's too
Maybe it's I tell 'em what I think about them
Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs the parking lot
too loud
Freeze my all up in it
Slow
fall on my fate
Don't on my faith, oh
Don't fall on my
Don't on my faith, oh
fall on my fate
Don't on my-

Gotta against the clock I race
Got no to waste, I'm already late, I got a marathoner's pace
Went from to a workaholic, word to Dr. Dre in that first marijuana tape
Guess I got a case
And I ain't blowin' smoke, 'less it's in your mama's face
I this time Paul and Dre, they won't tell me what not to say
And though me and my party have all pretty much parted ways
You'd swear to God I've forgot I'm the guy that "Not Afraid"
One last time for
If my response is late, it's just how long it
To hit my fuckin' radar, I'm so far

These rappers are like Games
One minute, mocking Jay
Next minute, they get they from Migos, then they copy Drake
Maybe I just don't know when to around and walk away
But all the hate I call it "Walk on Water"
I've had as much as I can
I'm sick and tired of waitin', I done my patience
I can take all of you motherfuckers on at
You want it, You got it!

Don't fall on my

Don't on my faith, oh
Don't on my fate
him up!
Don't on my faith, oh
Rrr
Don't on my fate

Somebody Budden before I snap, he better fasten it
Or his body baggage zipped
The closest thing had to hits is smacking bitches
And make me have to give it back to Akademiks
Say this shit is trash again, I'll you twisted like you had it when you thought you had me slippin' at the telly
when I'm gettin' brain, you'll never catch me with a thot

Lacking with it, "he ain't like this in his last shit"
Hoe, you go back and listen
You know me better, thinkin' I'll up, let up
Call it 'cause it's a total setup
Hopin' that you fall in that
Dre said, "Hold your up"
Kathy Griffin stackin' ammunition, slap the clip and cock it back on competition, this is how I shot a (pew)

Gabby Giffords, my is viscous, jack the ripper, back in business
Tyler nothing, I see why you called yourself a faggot, bitch
It's not just 'cause you lack
It's 'cause you D12's balls, you're sac-rilegious
If you're gonna critique me, you better at least be as or better

Get Earl, the Hooded Sweater, whatever his name is to you put together some words, more than two letters
The fans waited for moment
Like the feature when I stole this
if I took forever

Don't fall on my

Don't on my faith, oh
I
Don't fall on my
him up!
Don't on my faith, oh
Ha
fall on my fate
It's too

Just was here before you
And I'll be here you make your run-in for you
Detract this, I might have to fuck with a corkscrew
Just what the doctor
is the best medicine
Increase the dose, the monster
Then tell the to go and fuck themselves, they suck the blood from all the biggest artists like some leeches
So nominate 'em, get 'em there, get a name to 'em
See the show, every parasite needs a

Then give Album of the Year to somebody that no one's even heard of
All I know is I wrote every single of everything I ever murdered
to separate the sheep from goats
And I got no faith in your writers, I believe in ghosts
When rap needed it most, I was that wing in the
A of hope, the B-I-R-D in the air
Somewhere, kid is bumping this while he lip-syncs in the mirror
That's who I'm it for, the rest I don't really even care

But you think I'm carryin' a Oxford dictionary in my pocket how I'm buryin' these artists
On the scale it to minus
Mines is various as hardly and what's is you prolly can compare me to your car 'cause I'm barely gettin' started
And as far as Lord Jamar, you better me the hell alone
Or show you an Elvis clone
Walk up in this you own
my pelvic bone

You tell a phone and go fetch me the remote
Put my up and just make myself at home
I here, clown!
Don't me 'bout the culture
I the Hopsins, the Logics, the Coles, the Seans, the K-Dots, the 5'9"s, and oh
Brought the world 50 Cent, you did squat, and moaned, but I'm not gonna fall... bitch!

It's too
Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs the parking lot
It's too
my crown all up in it
Slow