Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Devil (Eminem Diss)

Oh my god,

Ayy, somebody grab him some (zzzzt)
His beard is weird
Tough talk from a rapper millions for security a year
"I think my gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right
always mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
You're and bored, huh? (I know)
to be 46 years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch,
Man up and your shit (ugh)
Mad about I said in 2012
you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the rapper alive
Fuckin' dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay
Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Comin' bare-faced with a shovel
Like the Armageddon when the smoke
His next to this instrumental, I'm sayin'

I'm sick of them and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, size up your body
And put white chalk around it

Let's talk about the fact you actually blackballed a
That's as young as you (let's talk about it)
Let's Sway
Ask why I go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt)
ask Interscope
How you had Paul Rosenberg tryin' to me (huh?)
Still cover up the fact
Your last four albums is as bad as your
Now tell me, do you stand for? (what?)
I know you can't yourself (no)
Tryin' to be the old you so bad you yourself (ha)
Let's leave all the to 50 (please)
Em, pushin' 50
Why you claimin' that call Puff?
you the one that called Diddy (facts)
Then you and called Jimmy (facts)
They called me in the morning (what?)
They me you mad about a tweet
You wanted me to say (what?)
I to God I ain't believe him (nah)
Please say it so (no)
The big bad bully of the rap can't take a fuckin' joke
Oh you some fuckin' smoke (what?)
But not literally, you'll
Yeah acknowledge you're the GOAT
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the (brra)
Don't have a attack now (no)
Somebody your mans up (help)
Knees weak of old age, the real Slim Shady can't up

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk it
I'm sick of you bein' and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, size up your body
And put white chalk around it

Hello Marshall, my name's
You should go back to
I your ego is hurtin'
Just that all of your fans discovered me (hi)
He like, "Damn, he a me
Except he dresses and I'm ugly
Always fun of me."
Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you livin' in (damn)
what you done to me
Dropped an album because of me
Damn, you in love me!
You got but I'm hungry
I the diss but you won't say them lyrics out in front of me
out to every rapper that's up under me
Know that never do you like this fuckery
Still bitter everyone loves you
that wedgie out your dungarees (hey)
I gotta respect the OGs and I know of 'em personally (ayy)
But you're just a bully actin' like a
So I read you a nursery (nursery)
I'm the ghost of the
And just Ebenezer Scrooge (facts)
I said on anyone could get it
I know it would be you

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up body
And put some white chalk it

shotty 'cause I gotta roll this dope
It's a fast road your idols become your rivals, yeah
Never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a
Bitch-ass
Oh my god,

We you get nervous, Rabbit
I see Momma's spaghetti all over sweater
I wish you would lose on the records
That you a decade ago, they were better
Accordin' to them, you're a treasure
To me, you're as soft as a
The type to be scared to ask for her number
hold her umbrella-ella-ella
"I'm not afraid," okay Oscar the Grouch, on the couch (fuck)
You got an Oscar,
Can anyone else get some in their mouth? (For real)

They a movie about you, you're in everybody's top ten
You're not getting better with
fine, Eminem, put down the pen
Or an apology
Over the simple fact you had to diss to me
I am the
How could I even look up to you? You ain't as as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven punches hold your still
time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named a candy
I was named after a (brr)
And don't be a sucker and take my
Off of Yelawolf's album, you (thank you)
I just wanna feed my
You tryna stop the money to her
You the one always 'bout the action
me the addy, I'm pullin' up scrappin'
And I'm by my fuckin' self, happenin'?

EST captain, me or shoot me
That's what gonna have to do to me
When he realizes there shit he could do to me
Everybody always hated me, this isn't new to me
Yeah there's a between us
I got all of my shit Dre producin' me (ayy)
I know not used to me
Usually one of disses should ruin me
But bitch I'm from
Everybody quiet this evenin', I'm the eulogy (shh)
Dropped an album Kamikaze
So that he killed him
Already fucked one rapper's girl this
Don't me call Kim

I'm of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can about it
Or we could get gully, size up your body
And put some white chalk it