Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

my mic up
my mic up

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) it, blackout niggas!
Oh my

Know the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I on your crown
Skip town grounds will on the king cash cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic them classics, flip now
I'm making them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want that I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
When I pop off I never stop,
we do? Come through, you better lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by lockjaws
No to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain't enough
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal
Fuck is on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have these niggas
And clipping they nails and in wetness
And them like sunflower seed shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they
See I cook like I'm slanging a weed
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her down like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I wake niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack them apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a child in a chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the surface, and back the sound
While I up shit that I toss
I worshiping Gods, look around
It's certain this shit splatters click paint make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know it's a classic
And the way it's going you could get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together we're
Like a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a
I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my up
Back to the and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the has died, naw
But the beat is

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, black out

There's a light contagiousness to this
It just make you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a fried egg
Is my scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a wide of this emotion
That my rage has squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive driveway
With his personal saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I em the finger
To take the attention away my stinking face it was bringing
the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if is any indication of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've ever and
Who nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass faggot
See me on a I'm running for class clown
democrat, bitch, so I'm just a candidate
To come fuck up the party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have campus on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, in Band-Aids
ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, make me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was living
hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the song"
Guess if I out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never gets
I'm so of self-esteem that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left,
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
get you as green as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're visibly upset,
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain a world of hurt so
around, jump, jump, get that ass shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking flailing
Jump Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success than I am of
So what does that ya?
That on a grand I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his last piece of fan
Before he ran straight into the railing

Chill, man,