Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can the alarm
You can call out guards
You can fence in yard
You can all the cards

But I back down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Sevilles, Coupe De Villes
Brain dead rims, yeah, wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, lose tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to it

Stupid you will feel, I do, I do at will
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy to kill
a breath left on my death bed
Screaming F that super Ill

Baby, the deal, we can chill
Split half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a slut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I the bill
Listen garden tool don't me you to my power tool
You know the fucking

How you douche bags feel you're disposable?
Summers eve
got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit
'Cause it's God damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more
Well, shawty, I'm man

other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man
I gave Bruce a Valium and said
Settle ya fuckin ass I'm ready for combat, man
Get it Batman?

Nah, nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like mum's cat
Cause they fucking dope bananas, honey I applaud ass
Swear to God man these moms can't dance, ma show 'em how done
like a goddamn Tas, yeah

You can sound the
You can call out guards
You can fence in your
You can pull all the

But I back down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no

Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with
like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a sketch
Betcha that you'll never guess who's at your door
hit the floors

Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon get
Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads
Chris's paws you pissed him off
Talented the tongue muthfucker

You ain't gotta lick in
Hittin' like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' cash shit their draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut of beef
Laying on your kitchen

Other words I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat
me two extension chords
I'mma measure my dick, shit, I 6 inches more
Fuck, my big, bitch

Need I remind you that I don't need the swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're addicted I'm
I'm the longest around here
a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks nuts
Your just small boats little

Girl you think that other hot
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit
I sit back and let 'em get hot

Better call the cops on 'em fast
right back on your bitch ass
White trash with half a six pack in his
Trailer hitched attached to the
(Dispatch)

You can the alarm
You can out your guards
You can in your yard
You can all the cards

But I won't down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped
a bird chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup 'til he burps and smokes
Does a word search gets circles around it like
You do when I come through, I'd like you to remind
Of what the fuck I can do I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of that I can take a liking to

Psych I'm spiking you like a
Been this way I've stood a foot tall
Your'e a good catch with a spouse
Pretty and a good jaw

good brain
Watch the grain, don't want no cum stain
Bitch, you listening tryna' me down
Slut I'm talking to you, turn me up
Are you insane tryna talk me in the car

Shut the up while my shits playin'
I'ma shit stain on the of life
What's the saying? Where there's there's lightening
And they say that it never strikes in the same place
how the fuck have I been hit six times
In three locations on four separate ocassions?

And you can bet your ass
That come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the took the pyschopath
Poison ivy have me thinking rash

So hit the dance floor,
While I do my on this microphone
Shake your booty I'm the shit
Why you think Proof used to me Doodi

You can the alarm
You can out your guards
You can in your yard
You can pull all the

But I won't down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no