Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real name no

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

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

created a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
They Shady, I'm chopped liver
if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed some hard liquor
Some vodka that will start my heart quicker
a shot when I get shocked at the hospital
By the when I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table while he's "Hey"
You this long to stop debating
'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and
I you got a job Ms. Cheney
But your husband's heart problem is
So the won't let me be or let me be me so let me see
They tried to shut me on M-T-V
But it feels so without me
So come on and dip, bum on your
Fuck that, cum on your lips and on your tits
And get ready this shit is about to get heavy
I settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

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

Little hellions kids feeling
Embarrassed, their parents still listen to
They start like prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
start a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me revel and bask
In the fact I got everyone kissing my ass
And it's a disaster a catastrophe
For you to see so damn of my ass you ask for me
Well I'm back, nana-na na na nana-na na na
Fix bent antenna, tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in endin' up
Under skin like a splinter
The center of back for the winter
I'm interesting, the thing since wrestling
Infesting in your kids ears and
"Testing please"
Feel the tension soon as mentions me
Here's my ten cents, my two is free
A nuisance, who sent, you for me?

a-taskit,
I go tit for tat with anybody who's this shit and that shit
Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked
Worse than them Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You six year old bald headed fag, blow me
You don't know me, too old, let it go its over,
listens to Techno
Now lets go, just give me the
I'll be there with a whole list of new insults
I've dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever since Prince turned into a symbol
But sometimes this shit just
Everybody wants to discuss me
So this must mean I'm
But it's me I'm just obscene
Though I'm not the first of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis
To do black so selfishly
And use it to get myself
"Hey" there's a that works
Twenty other white rappers emerge
But no matter how many in the sea
It will be so empty me

Kids!