Luyện nghe bài hát Im Back

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That's why they call me Shady (I'm back)
I'm (I'm back) (Slim Shady!) I'm back

I a rhyme one word at a time
You never of a mind as perverted as mine
You better get rid of that it ain't gonna help
What good is it gonna do a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin' for hell like hell shit I'm as hell
Manson you're in that cell, be thankful it's jail
I used to be my mommy's little angel at
I was putting shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punked and bullied on my
'Til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in kid's mailbox (Mom! Mom!)
I used to give a, fuck, now I could give a fuck
What do I of success? It sucks, too much press I'm stressed
Too much stares two breasts, too
It's just too mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was right
you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
You think of my name now you say, "Hi"
Became a because I'm W-H-I-T-E,
M-T-V was so friendly to me
Can't 'til Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth working?
You hear this finger? Oh it's upside
Here, let me this motherfucker up right now

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I take individual degenerates head and reach into it
to see if he's influenced by me if he listens to music
And if he feeds into shit he's an innocent victim
And becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis
My name is Slim
I been crazy way before radio didn't me
The sensational is the incredible!}
With Ken Kaniff, who finds the men edible
Ken Kaniff on the, internet
Trying to, lure kids with him, into bed
It's a, sick world we in these days
"Slim for Pete's sakes put down Reeve's legs!"
Geez, you are so sensitive
"Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just don't it"
Mind with no sense in it, fried to get so
Whose eyes get so squinted, I'm blind smokin' 'em
my windows tinted, with nine limos rented
Doin' lines of in 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin' out
all and indo-scented
And that's where I get my from, that's why they call me

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I take seven kids from Columbine, 'em all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a
A Mack-11 and it oughta the problem of mine
And that's a whole school of shot up all at one time
Cause (I'm) Shady, call me as crazy
As the world was over whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do sing?
Am I the only one who they stink?
Should I dye my pink and care what y'all think?
Lip sync and buy a bigger of earrings?
why I tend to block out when I hear things
Cause all these fans is makin' my ears ring (Ah!)
So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it
Longer than the rumor I was stickin' it to Christina
Cause if I ever it to any singer in showbiz
be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know this!
I'm sorry Puff, but I don't a fuck if this chick was my own mother
I still her with no rubber and cum inside her
And a son and a new brother at the same time
And just say that it ain't mine, my name?

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Guess who's b, back,
Gue' gue' guess back (Hi mom!)
Guess back
guess who's back
D-12, Guess back
gue' gue' gue' guess who's back
Dr. Dre, Guess who's
Back back,
Slim Shady,
I'm blew out this blunt, fuck