Luyện nghe bài hát The Ringer

Yo
Yo, I'm just write down
my first
and see where this me.
I feel like I wanna punch the world
in the face right now

Let me just how to make greatness
Straight out the gate, I'm to break you down
Ain't no mistakes allowed, but make no mistake I'm
To rape the alphabet, I may some brows
If I press the issue to get the anger out (blllt)
Full magazine could take out
Savage but ain't thinking no bank account
But I'm off the chain like Taylor Brown

Motherfucker, shut the fuck up when I'm talkin', lil'
I'm sorry, wait, what's talent? Oh, critiquin'
My talent? Oh, I don't know who the fuck y'all are
To give a bar
have an opinion if you, you mention me
Millions of views, attention the
I mention you, for me, win-win for you
of views, your ten cents are two
Skim the music to give a shit reviews
To get clicks, but bitch, you just lit the
get misconstrued, business as us'
Shit-list renewed, so get to do
Or get dissed 'cause I just don't get what the fuck the shit is that you're listening t-to
Do you have any idea how much I hate this flow
copies though? Probably no
Get this fuckin' out my Audi, yo, adios
I can see why like Lil Yachty, but not me though
Not dissin', it just ain't for me
All I am simply is an emcee
"Stan" just isn't your cup of tea
Maybe cup's full of syrup and lean
Maybe I need to up shit,
preferably shake the world up if it up to me
wants me to chill, y'all want me to ill
I should eat a pill, I will
Old me kill the new me, watch him to death
I breathe on the mirror, I see my breath
I'm dead, I must be possessed
Like an spell, I'm E-V-I-L (evil, but spelled)

Jam a Crest white strip in the tip of my with an ice pick
Stick it in a grip, hang it on a spike fence
Bang it a pipe wrench
While I take my ballsack and it like a light switch
Like vice-president Pence
up on my shit in a sidekick as I lay it on a spike strip

These are things that I'd do than hear you on a mic
Since of your rhyme is about ice and
Christ man, how many times is someone gonna fuck on my bitch? (Fuck my side chick!)
You will never see Em icy, but as as I get on the M-I-C
I polarize shit so the Thames freeze
And your skull might split I bashed you upside it
Bitch I got the club on like a nightstick (yeah)

Turn for what? I ain't loud enough
Nah, the valium up
'Cause I don't know how I'm get your mouths to shut now
When it doesn't matter what caliber I at
I'll bet a thousand bucks
you'll just turn around and be like
"Man, how the fuck gonna get mad
just his album sucks
and now he to take it out on us?"
(ooh)
But week,
an ex-fan mailed me a copy of The LP to tell me to study
help me get back to myself and she'll love me (ooh)
I mailed the bitch and said if I did that
I'd just be like everyone else in the fucking
Especially an effing clone of me

So finger-bang, chicken wang, MGK, 'zae
Lil Pump, Lil Xan Lil Wayne
I should aim at in the game, pick a name
I'm fed up with humble
And is I'm hungry
I'm sure you heard
I you wanna rumble like an empty stomach
I heard your but it's jumbled in mumbo-jumbo

The era I'm from will pummel you
what it's comin' to
What the fuck are you do, where you runnin' to?
I'm crumble you and I'll take a number two
And dump on you if you ain't
If you ain't or Cole
Or Sean then a goner
I'm to bring it to anyone in this bitch who want it

I guess when you walk into BK, you expect a
You can order a pounder when you go to McDonald's
But if lookin' to get a porterhouse you better go get Revival

But y'all are like I tried to serve you up a slider
Maybe the vocals should been auto-tuned and you would have bought it
But sayin' I no longer got it 'cause you the line and never caught it
'Cause it went over your head, you're too stupid to get it
you're mentally retarded but pretend to be the smartest
With expertise and knowledge, but you'll never be an artist
And I'm on myself than you could ever be, regardless
What I'll never be is flawless, all ever be is honest
Even when I'm gone they're say I brought it
Even I hit my forties like a fuckin' alcoholic
With a bottle full of malt
But I couldn't this shit any longer
The fact that I know that hit my bottom if I don't
myself from the jaws of defeat

And rise to my
I don't see why y'all even started me
I get
My die
I don't ceasefire till at least all are
I'm eastside, never be slippin'
Now you see why I sleep
Not even a wink, I blink
I don't doze off, I don't even nod to the
I don't close my fuckin' eyes when I sneeze

"Aw, man!
BET cypher was weak, it was garbage
The ain't even orange
Oh my God, a reach"
Shout to all my people
Each and every one of
If you call a fire engine green,
Or you think is pink
"Dawg, a date"
"Looks like an to me"
"Look, an apple"
"No it's not, a peach!"

So finger-bang, Pootie Tang, Burger King, Gang
Charlamagne hate anyway
Doesn't what I say
Give me of the Day
a way for 2018 to get underway
But I'm gonna say everything I wanna say

to the slaughterhouse, bitch! (yeah)
Invite in like a one a day
I'm not (preach)
'Cause I feel like the beast of
line in the sand, was it even worth it?
'Cause the way I see people
Is it seem worthless
It's to defeat the purpose
I'm watchin' my fan base shrink to
And I was just to do the right thing, but word
Has the court of public opinion a verdict
Or yet to be determined?
'Cause I'm to be me, critique the worship
But if I go back, I'd at least reword it
And say I with the people this evil serpent sold the dream to that he's deserted
But I think workin'
These verses are makin' him a wee bit
And he's too to answer me with words
'Cause he that he will lyrically get murdered

But I at least he's heard it
'Cause Orange just sent the Secret Service
To in person
To see if I really of hurtin' him
Or ask if I'm to terrorists
I said, "Only when it to ink and lyricists"

But my is more media journalists
(Hold up, hold up, up)
I said my beef is more meaty, a
They can get a mouthful of
And yes, I mean eating a
'Cause they panning my album to death
So I been giving the media
wanna turn this to a counselling sesh
But they been puttin' me the ringer
So I ironin' shit out with the press
But I took this beat to the cleaners