Luyện nghe bài hát Kill You

When I just a little boy
My momma used to me these crazy things
She to tell me my daddy was an evil man,
She to tell me he hated me
But I got a little bit older
And I realized, she was the one
But there was I could do or say to try to change it
'Cause that's the way she was

They said I can't rap about broke no more
ain't say I can't rap about coke no more
Slut, you think I choke no whore
Til the vocal cords don't work in her no more?!
These motherfuckers are I'm playin'
I'm sayin' the shit
Cause I'm thinkin' it just to be it
Put your hands down bitch, I ain't goin' you
I'm a you to this bullet, and put it through you
Shut up slut, you're causin' too chaos
Just bend and take it like a slut, okay Ma?
"Oh, now he's raping his own mother, a whore,
coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?"
You god damn bitch, and now it's too late
I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two
I invented violence, you vile volatile bitches
Vain Vicadin, Vrinnn, Vrinn!
Texas Chainsaw, his brains all
Danglin' from his neck, while his head hangs on
Blood, guts, guns,
Knives, lives, wives, nuns,

Bitch I'm a kill you! You don't want to with me
leave, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me
Bitch I'm a kill you! You ain't got the to beef
We goin' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef

You kill me! I'm a be another rapper dead
For poppin' off at the with shit I shouldn't a said
But when they me I'm bringin' the world with me
too! You ain't nothin' but a girl to me
I said you don't, want to with Shady (cause why?)
Shady, will fuckin' kill you (ah-ha ha)
I said you don't, to fuck with Shady (why?)
'Cause Shady, fuckin' kill you

Bitch I'm a kill you! a murder weapon, I'm a conceal you
In a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and you
Buck with me, I through hell, shut the hell up!
I'm tryin' to develop pictures of the Devil to sell 'em
It acid rap, I just rap on acid
Got a new blow-up and just had a strap-on added
Whoops! Is that a hint? No!
Just criminal intent to women again
Eminem offend? No! Eminem
And if you ever in to him, you give him an impulse
To do it again, then, if he does it
probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the tenth

Bitch I'm a kill you, I ain't done ain't the chorus
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the
A bloodstain is orange you wash it three or four times
In a tub but that's normal it Norman?
Serial killer murder material
In a cereal box on top of your
Here we go again, out of our medicine
Out of our minds, and we in yours, let us in

Eh-heh, why I say these things?
Cause lady's screams keep creepin' in dreams
And the way things seem, I have to pay these shrinks
This eighty G's a week to say the things threece!
Twice? Whatever, I hate these
Fuck shots! I the weed will outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on radio shows
Just to argue 'em cause their ratings stink?
Fuck that! I'll choke radio announcer to
From fat bitch to off pounds of her
From principal to the body and counselor
in-school to before school to out of school
I don't even believe in breathin' I'm leavin' air in lungs
Just to hear you keep for me to seep it
Okay, I'm ready to go
I go the machete O.J.
I'm ready to make everyone's ache
You faggots keep me on
Til I have you at knife point, then you beg me to
Shut up! Give me your hands and
I said up when I'm talkin' to you
You hear me? me!

Ha ha ha, I'm playin' ladies
You know, I you