Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real no gimmicks

Two trailer park girls go the outside,
Round the outside, round the
Two trailer girls go round the outside,
Round the outside, round the

Guess who's back, again
back, tell a friend
Guess back, guess who's back?
who's back, guess who's back?
Guess who's back, guess who's
Guess back?

I've created a monster, 'cause nobody to see Marshall no more
They want Shady, I'm liver
Well if you Shady, then this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of mixed with some hard liquor
Some vodka that jump start my heart quicker
Then a when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table while he's "Hey"
You this long to stop debating
I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I know you got a job Ms.
But your husband's heart is complicated
So the won't let me be or let me be me so let me see
They to shut me down on M-T-V
But it feels so empty me
So come on and dip, bum on your
Fuck that, cum on your lips and on your tits
And get 'cause this shit is about to get heavy
I settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

Now looks like a job for me
So everybody just me
we need a little controversy
'Cause it feels so empty me
I said, this like a job for me
So just follow me
'Cause we a little controversy
'Cause it feels so without me

Little kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, their still listen to Elvis
They start feeling prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a and yells "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
start a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me just and bask
In the that I got everyone kissing my ass
And it's a disaster such a
For you to see so much of my ass you ask for me
I'm back, nana-na na na nana-na na na kshh
Fix your bent antenna, tune it in and I'm gonna enter in endin' up
Under your like a splinter
The center of attention for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing wrestling
Infesting in your kids and nesting
"Testing please"
the tension soon as someone mentions me
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is
A nuisance, who sent, you for me?

a-taskit,
I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking shit and that shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get ass kicked
Worse than them little Limp bastards
And Moby, you can get by Obie
You thirty six year old headed fag, blow me
You don't me, you're too old, let it go its over,
Nobody listens to
Now lets go, just me the signal
I'll be there a whole list full of new insults
I've been dope, with a pencil
Ever since Prince himself into a symbol
But sometimes this just seems
Everybody only wants to me
So this mean I'm disgusting
But it's just me I'm just
Though I'm not the first of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis
To do music so selfishly
And use it to get myself
"Hey" there's a concept works
Twenty other white rappers emerge
But no matter how many in the sea
It will be so without me

Kids!