Luyện nghe bài hát When to Stand Up

Artist: dj jeff f/ eminem and parl yams
(scratched) (3x):
"no...you me! you go to hell" -> mr. garrison

Yo
At I was born with the biggest middle finger on earth
The first time I to stick it up the shit hurt
wouldn't take it, the bitch still hates me
One day she said, "go leaves," I said, "make me!"
I'm to announce I was probably the first kid
Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his
with me and mom was on-going
She called law enforcement I broke the lawn mower
The slut gave me a truck when I sixteen
I went to it and it screamed, "please fix me!"
Back then, will smith was still the fresh prince
And him and were still best friends, I guess then
I decided to cut class to rap full
And get the outta the fake school and rhyme
Anybody who this fuckin attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I live up to this image
You fuckin'

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"

[parl
Yo, y'all rappers never learned
why I'm fuckin wit y'all
Run around telling niggas they can fuck wit
I bring it to high school, smoke the prom
Put your in an air lock, choke your mom
Cause any horror a play off loss in game seven
Walk around ripping on niggas madder james evans
My left hand's sharp it freestyle ultra
Slap my dick like keith
Fuck like you stole from me, and rules the
I don't wanna have to fuck you up, so cool
Parl yams be the thug
What I spit be cold like a fruitful hug
Run the streets while stuck at home
My temper bushwick bill fucker leave me the fuck alone
I've been since niggas was windmillin'
These cats just started to rhyme, my pen's
And just told me to act, I've been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, I've stealin'
I wet rappers it's me and em
I guess I just ain't a fuck like eminem
Burglarize take with the slugs
Come in your window like (? ? ? ) and bustin' club
Put the heat up I them niggaz what to suck
And my young lords, to stand up and light the dutch

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"

I ended my show with a horse swingin' a lasso
Drunk with the asshole ripped out of an old
Cause I don't give a fuck, you better understand
Two zantacs I a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, is what I kill for
I'm happy gilmore, you slip me in pill form
I'm in to mingle but I plan to single
Play bingo and drink, get old and my face wrinkle
Sike, I'm 24 thursday; six birthdays
And I'm blowin my out when I'm thirty
As long as my heart beats i'ma tryin to see
How much speed I can eat I fall the fuck asleep
So "i'm the rapper, the dj"
I'm the one thats got the six old nephew screamin "f/u/c/k"
So jeff, give me a (scratched: "no!")
Y'all can kiss my ass until your lips stick to my

(scratched) (5x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"