Luyện nghe bài hát Session One

Ladies and gentlemen, some noooooise!
Aww shit,
Y'all to get this shit started or what?
Aight, well I brought friends with me too

Now I back just for the sake of just sayin I'm back
I could relax but I'd stack ammo on tracks
Couple Xanax, light a wax candles then black
out and relapse I act Jack Daniels and yack
Burp bubbles, immaturin'
Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my get to slurrin
Uh-oh! You can me R. Kelly now, you're in
trouble! What's before, after, and durin' the show
has no on the bad news I'm baring, whoa
What is it, No, I'm pushin you out the do'
So suck my dick on the if you wanna cushion to blow
Now stomp your fuckin 'til you get to squishin a hoe
pandemonium standin O when you see him, oh
Damn baby you good, you're givin me wood
You should, pull over like a with a hood
It's work, get her polly on, you and me both
Break bread while I'm coppin over this game to a loaf
Now who's your favorite pain in the ass?
Who claims to be spittin the same as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed
In other words I got the hood on like I stepped on the gas
Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn from the dash
Went through 'em and
Came an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half!
So fakin the funk and start shakin your ass
Slaughterhouse in the house with the of rap
and Just on the track, what the fuck's more amazin than that?
Slut, answer me that, where you at?

Da 5'9"]
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar
Designed by a
I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall
The 9 tucked against the
I it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in
like Rick James is shootin up your house nigga!
[rapid gunfire] YO' COUCH NIGGA!
You're screamin fuck the world your middle finger up
While I'm over shovin my dick in a hole in the mud
My know I'm perfectly fit for murder
because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to
I got a of Insane Clowns
Blow your on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds
Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad
You on last burrito!
(What that mean Nickel?) It's a if you eatin
Get a beat then terrorize that like a Middle Eastern
Slaughterhouse on FIRE, nobody that
Good day and night, Ortiz yo where the FUCK you at?

[Joell
I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz
ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a
Where my at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares
I harbor the art, of you swear (?)
Is that weird cause made me hotter than my dear
Uncle Al's breath polishin off his ninth beer
chill, listen, I swear
I'm God, I tracks a Holy feel, and they bite ears
I'm here, why wouldn't I be?
Just to be hooked to IV as (?) well when you look at my pee
And this joint, no exception, so just a direction
And record the pig's oink, I rip his intestine
This just an infection
won't go away with penicillin injections
Millions of questions arose they did an inspection, what I exhibit
to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it
Aw it, I did it again, when I lit up this pen
I emitted phlegm, this time it's alongside Eminem
So tell a to tell a friend write a disgustin hook
Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the is Crook?