Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God

Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your
But I'm only going to get one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't what
If means, what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble,
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any
You just what the doctor ordered

I'm beginning to feel a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to box, slap box?
They I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

But for me to rap like a must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my pocket
My go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot that rap profit
a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in
With Monica Lewinsky on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as
But as and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don't wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac
The exact same time I attempt these acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the
How could I not blow? All I do is F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
It's disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing masterpiece as

I'm beginning to feel a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, nod
Now who their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard

want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful
Everybody loves to root for a
Hit the earth like an asteroid, did but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to school with this
Cause I use it as a to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got
Inspired enough to one day grow up, up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct them the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in the and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of
You fags think all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking, me what in the fuck are you thinking?
gay looking boy
So gay I can barely say it with a face looking boy
You a massacre
Like you watching a gathering take place looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the
And a way to go your label everyday looking boy
Hey, boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah" Dre looking boy
I'mma work for everything I
Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my looking boy
boy you're never gonna be capable
To keep up with the same looking boy

'Cause I'm to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, nod
The way I'm racing the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard

So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm
Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm
And I should not be
I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep
I'm out my ramen noodle, we nothing in common, poodle
I'm a doberman, pinch in the arm and pay homage, pupil
me, my honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize I do though
For good at once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people tough times
But I keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned
are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you
Appeal with the skin color of
You get too big and here they come to,
Censor you that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Marshall Mathers LP
One where I to say I take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a and a nine
See if I get away with it now I ain't as big as I was, but I've
into an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a warp from 2004 though
And I don't know the fuck that you rhyme for
You're pointless as with fucking cornrows
You're like normal, being normal
And I bought a new Raygun from the future
To come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he like a fag at Maywhether's pad
to a man while they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the next day
"Hey, Fab, kill you"
Lyrics at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa lamaa you assuming I'm a human
I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of
So that you saying ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating, more than never
How to give a motherfuckin' a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I that the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I off, they'd be celebrating
Cause I know the way to get 'em
I make elevating music, you elevator music
Oh, he's too
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, confuse it
not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap Doc
Throw on Lose and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs that
I don't know what to use
Let me know when it to you
While I'm ripping any one of these diverse as you
curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta to,
Prove that if you're half as at songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh!
School flunkie, pill
But at the accolades the skills brung me
of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself I make me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million above you, ill when I speak in tongues
But still tongue in cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front
Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
But in my head there's something I can tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils, here's they want from me
They asking me to some of the women hate
But if you take into the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the
But fuck it, life's you lemons, make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women how the fuck am I to bake them a cake then?
Don't it for Satan
It's a fatal if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to a broad
And her fall on her face and don't be a retard
Be a king? not, why be a king when you can be a God?