Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Bitch

Marshall!
Will you tell us a story?

we go...

Now once upon a not long ago
There was a rapper about to blow
But his album and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper
So the little fans they were mislead
By a nerdy internet hip-hop head
"Me and you, 'Clef, gonna make some cash
the silver paint and let's paint my ass"
Hey mister, would ya care to bare to
The I'm about to administer
To ass-kissin' little vaginal blister
Stanabis, Marshall Mathers' sister
And in this corner, we the mister
Not it, it's the mad sinister
Dr. Evil his bag of tricks for
this little faggot dick-suckin'
Ex-LL Cool J fan Windsor
I'm 'bout to murder little fag Keniff-sta
You bastard I ain't wanna to diss ya
Canibis, the fuck you at? I miss ya!

Can-i-bitch, oh
Where for art Can-i-bitch?
Please tell me what happened
That style that you were with
Can-i-bitch, oh
Are you from Los
New York or just a
From Canada? Oh

Now at first I ain't really the shit
me for a second and imagine it
Chillin' in the Bat-Mansion and
When all a some bullshit comes across the scanners
It's Can-i-bitch on some "Stan Lives"
It creeped me out at first. Man is sick
For me, just a sick, this conflict
Gets my dick than arithmetic
And I know how you jealous ones
I shoulda knew better from the first few you sent me
The first two letters you were tellin' me
Like you respect me, any other regular MC
The third letter you ask how come I ain't
None of the messages at Shady you left me
The fourth letter: "Slim, you really startin' to me!"
The fifth told me you were comin' to get me
The sixth letter there's a threat in our building
This motherfucker's really tryin' to kill me!
So I back and read the first few letters that said
shit about a message you left
Oh shit, not an "E" that's an "A"
This dude to leave me a "massage," he's gay!!
Right away I'm on the phone Dr. Dre
We got a bogey! (Marshall I'm on the way)

So in two seconds flat Dre's at my
The funny thing is we know where this kid lives
And neither one of us Canadian citizenship
Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue it
All we gotta do is use a bit of turbo
We can fly the border "Let's go" [WOOSH!]
So off to Toronto and we're gainin' speed
[BOOSH!] (What was Oh) Jermaine Dupri
It, keep goin' no time to waste
Wait, backup hit him one more in case
Okay .. now he's draggin' under the car
Oh well, only 30 more thousand
me and Dre are tryin' to conversate
Just tryin' to find a reason for the constant
And tryin' to figure out what to 'Germaine Propaine'
"He couldn't fell off that hard" Ain't no way
"What happened to the way you was rappin' when you was
That Canibus turned a television evangelist"
Plus he raps with his voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!]
[BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Shop
So we pull up to the bridge he last was spotted
His corpse was movin' but his ass was rotted
He smelled a little like Courtney Love
I figure if I stick him with a fork he's
So I him twice, kept jabbin', Christ
He won't die, this guy's like a battered
like Kim, he keeps comin' back for more
But he won't back I cracked his jaw
up, 'Bis quit foldin' up!
Punch me in the chest! my shoulders touch!
Do somethin'! At one punchline
C'mon the meter reads 9-9-9-
ty-nine percent of my are blonde
c'mon answer me man respond!
Tell me 'bout the sun rain and stars
Intergalatical metaphors Mars!
Raw to the floor, raw Reservoir Dogs
another line from Redman's song!
Suddenly the stub from a dead arm
From a midget out from under the car
It's JD, this won't die neither
Dre starts sprayin' him with of ether
We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the bitch
(Compton!) Detroit bitch! Talk some again!
him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!)
Dre alright he's dog, quit kickin him!
I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge (Damn)
He disappeared yo he's gone he did it