Luyện nghe bài hát When to Stand Up

Artist: dj jeff f/ eminem and parl yams
(scratched) (3x):
"no...you me! you go to hell" -> mr. garrison

Yo
At birth I was born with the biggest middle on earth
The first I went to stick it up the shit hurt
Moms wouldn't take it, the bitch hates me
One day she said, "go leaves," I said, "make me!"
I'm proud to announce I was probably the kid
Who was out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth
Arguing me and mom was on-going
She law enforcement when I broke the lawn mower
The slut gave me a truck I turned sixteen
I went to it and it screamed, "please fix me!"
Back then, will smith was still the fresh prince
And him and were still best friends, I guess then
I to cut class to rap full time
And get the fuck outta the fake and rhyme
Anybody who this fuckin attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I don't live up to image
You fuckin'

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"

[parl
Yo, y'all have never learned
why I'm fuckin wit y'all
Run around telling niggas they can fuck wit
I bring it to high school, smoke the prom
Put your in an air lock, choke your mom
Cause any like a play off loss in game seven
Walk around ripping on madder than james evans
My hand's sharp it moves freestyle ultra
Slap my dick like kool
Fuck like you from me, and rules the streets
I wanna have to fuck you up, so cool cease
Parl be the chosen thug
What I spit be cold juice like a hug
Run the streets while stuck at home
My life bushwick bill fucker leave me the fuck alone
I've been jealous niggas was windmillin'
These cats just started to rhyme, my pen's
And just told me to act, I've been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, been stealin'
I wet cause it's me and em
I guess I just ain't give a like eminem
Burglarize take with the slugs
Come in window like (? ? ? ) and bustin' your club
Put the heat up I teach niggaz what to suck
And my young lords, when to stand up and the dutch

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"

I ended my show with a horse swingin' a lasso
Drunk the asshole ripped out of an old bathrobe
Cause I don't give a fuck, you better understand
Two zantacs I a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, drugs is what I for
I'm happy gilmore, you me anything in pill form
I'm in to mingle but I to stay single
Play bingo and drink, get old and my face wrinkle
Sike, I'm 24 thursday; six more
And I'm blowin my out when I'm thirty
As long as my heart beats i'ma tryin to see
How much speed I can eat before I the fuck asleep
So "i'm the rapper, the dj"
I'm the one thats got the six year old nephew "f/u/c/k"
So jeff, give me a (scratched: "no!")
can kiss my ass until your lips stick to my pants

(scratched) (5x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"