Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

my mic up
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(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(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 shit on crown
Skip town will appear 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 let me come and mop up the knock offs
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by they
No need to up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain't have
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal
Fuck is on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
on another song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
And they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like seed shell
See skills got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels the speakers fell into the weed smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on
Talking, I'm and I got them shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a sale
And I gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down like she was a fuck
Swell up this like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing keeping over 'em
Until I'm 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a child in a park chasing a
When I'm chasing a buck funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing they in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit I toss
I quit worshiping Gods, look
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 shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know that a classic
And the way it's going you could easily get your ass
See, me and Shady together crazy
baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't 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 mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the 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, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) em, black out nigga

There's a contagiousness to this tirade
It just might you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow
But go through such a wide of this emotion
That my rage has gotta squeeze through it
I pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
his personal memoir saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay pride Yippee-Ki-Yay
here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the (Shady)
Stuck out like a thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole 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 this is any of what you may be facing
You make a distinction cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
the worst impersonation I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally, hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need some FLO, speaking?
What of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the Slim Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a I'm running for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a
To have every campus on a fucking
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne on the lampshades
But this up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go it back to the days of old
Where and Tech radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the wake up
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was shock
Raising hell up in when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it like a sick pet
You're with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
Guess if I hopped out freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as commercial as my leo jet
get you as green as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain hearing a world of so
Jump around, jump, jump, get ass shaking
around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands
Jump like Van Halen, and for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success I am of failure
So does that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about
Stan mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran into the damn railing

Chill, man,