Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can the alarm
You can out your guards
You can in your yard
You can all the cards

But I won't down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De
Brain dead rims, yeah, wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to it

you will feel, what I do, I do at will
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy to kill
Half a breath left on my bed
Screaming F yeah super Ill

Baby, the deal, we can chill
Split half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt I foot the bill
Listen garden don't me introduce you to my power tool
You know the drill

How you douche feel knowing you're disposable?
Summers eve
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, the shit
'Cause it's God damn jam
You say that you your punchlines a little more compact
Well, shawty, I'm man

These other cats ain't metaphorically I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and
Settle ya fuckin ass I'm ready for combat, man
Get it Batman?

Nah, ain't nobody as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like cat scans
Cause they fucking dope bananas, honey I that ass
Swear to God man these moms can't dance, ma show 'em how done
Spazz like a Tas, yeah

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can fence in your
You can pull all the

But I won't down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no

Girl, shake that ass a donkey with Parkinsons
like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a sketch
Betcha that you'll never who's knocking at your door
People hit the

Yeah, ladies, you gon get divorced
Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you with
Chris's paws like you him off
Talented with the tongue

You ain't gotta lick in
licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' registers shit their draws
Think you the raw, I'm an uncut slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen

Other words I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat
Bring me two chords
I'mma my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more
Fuck, my big, bitch

Need I remind you that I don't need the swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're addicted I'm
I'm the longest needle here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks
Your just boats little pricks

Girl you think other pricks hot
I'll gasoline and eat a lit match
I sit back and let 'em get hot

Better call the cops on 'em quick
right back on your bitch ass
White trash with a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched to the back
(Dispatch)

You can the alarm
You can call out your
You can fence in yard
You can pull all the

But I back down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup he burps and smokes purp?
Does a search gets circles wrapped around it like
You do when I come through, I'd like you to remind
Of the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the of girl that I can take a liking to

Psych I'm spiking you like a
Been this way I've stood a foot tall
Your'e a catch with a shitty spouse
Pretty mouth and a jaw

Gimme brain
Watch the wood grain, want no cum stain
Bitch, you listening tryna' me down
I'm talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane talk over me in the car

the fuck up while my shits playin'
I'ma stain on the underwear of life
What's the Where there's thunder there's lightening
And they say that it never twice in the same place
how the fuck have I been hit six times
In three locations on four separate ocassions?

And you can bet stanking ass
I've come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road took the
Poison ivy wouldn't me thinking rash

So hit the dance floor,
While I do my duty on microphone
Shake your shawty I'm the shit
Why you Proof used to call me Doodi

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can fence in yard
You can all the cards

But I won't down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no