Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

* Fart

[Eminem](Redman)
Yo
(Yo)
Look!
(Yo)

No matter what say
I'm gon' keep rapping way
No what you may think
I'm keep doing my thing

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i at rapin yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach Mouseketeers to
I'll stick Britney Spears in a full of mirrors
So she gets years of bad luck
and swear at Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap with a therapist
With a up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of holding Tylenol in his
Till it melts in his palms and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who visits the
two biscuits to lay down the school district
Get with a whip with a Marseburg
With a pistol grip and fed pit shit
Sniff glue sticks like I give two
If I get too I just get sued

Yo I with no engine
After I four in ya
One on top of your ninja
Doc stir the madness
We all out of work like Atlas
Walking with in a laundry basket
America's with the army after us
Fuck flossin' we take yours
fifteen like an ace and four
I'm out of work but Doc them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it from
Paper make pens with arsenic
I got that don't know what Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut your miss
?
I turn out camps in to lakes
And fuck face is what I'mma do
Cause that's what white boy do

So how's everybody doing
you in the mood to get drunk
To screw and to
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my if y'all don't wanna bump to this

So everybody feeling tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And to fight
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

No matter what say
I'm keep rapping this way
No matter you may think
I'm gon' keep my thing

Yo when my gat it hospital son admitted
Rip your off kiss my ass with it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid did it
I'm what's happening with no
Doc rob Dinero the heat come
My barrel hangs out the
Aimed at the when them hoes is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your bow guarded
wallet, your chain the main target
Beef is like cold engine, don't it
Bust in the air and hit an pilot
We pound you, rap surround around you
ten speed and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows 2Paclypse and them
like Funk Doctor

Mr. Punk
Got the drug stock inside the box
Pop junk like I got jumped
Pop the trunk and pull out the shotgun
wood, it's all good
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll probably get shot by a
Probably got a Fanatic waiting in the attic
With an automatic calling me up
My man with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a tinted Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you can't finish a
Ham or your canned spinach or Spam
You gotta sip through a
Shop through the mall
Pictures of me on my mom's living wall
Hey ma maybe I'll give you a
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a dick and two
I'm you all my shocking script
Which is to piss a priest off with
Pop more pills than officers
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But can kiss my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so off the wall
I as well be a painting smashed on the floor

So how's everybody tonight?
Hope you in the to get rude
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't wanna

So everybody doing tonight?
Hope you in the to get drunk
To and to fight
Cause uh we down for the fuck of it
So suck my if y'all don't wanna bump to this

No what people say
I'm keep rapping this way
No matter what you may
I'm gon' keep my thing

No what people say
I'm gon' keep doing my
No matter, OH!