Luyện nghe bài hát Rap God (french version)

Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your
But I'm going to get this one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's to happen, but I don't know what
If that means, what I it means, we're in trouble, big trouble,
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not any chances
You were just the doctor ordered

I'm beginning to like a Rap God, Rap God
All my from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are enough to slap box, slap box?
said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

But for me to rap like a must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my pocket
My go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from rap profit
Made a living and a off it
Ever since Clinton was still in office
With Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC as honest
But as rude and as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match this rappidy rap
a Mac in the back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac
The same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of and crack it in half
Only it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of
Rappers are having a rough time period, a Maxipad
It's actually bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing masterpiece as

I'm beginning to feel a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, nod
Now who thinks their arms are long to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, hard

Everybody want the key and the to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's rage and youthful exuberance
loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the like an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to school this music
Cause I use it as a vehicle to bust a
Now I lead a new school of students
Me? I'm a of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got
Inspired enough to one day up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of
Even though I in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the of shame
You think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me what in the are you thinking?
Little gay boy
So gay I can barely say it a straight face looking boy
You witnessing a
Like you watching a church gathering take looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, all they say looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the
And a way to go from your label looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say boy?
I got a "hell yeah" Dre looking boy
I'mma work for I have
Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face boy
boy you're never gonna be capable
To keep up the same pace looking boy

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the nod, back nod
The way I'm racing the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard,

So you be Thor and be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be
I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head, a zombie
But I got your mom throating
I'm out my noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle
I'm a doberman, yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me, my honesty's
But it's honestly if I don't utilize what I do though
For at least once in a while
So I wanna make somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through tough
But I gotta a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned
Rappers are looking at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a where once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you
Appeal with the skin of mine
You get too big and here they trying to,
Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" the Marshall Mathers LP
One where I tried to say I take seven from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a
See if I get away it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I've
into an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp 2004 though
And I know what the fuck that you rhyme for
You're as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows
You're like normal, fuck being
And I just bought a new from the future
To just come and shoot ya like Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he like a fag at Maywhether's pad
to a man while they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the next day
"Hey, Fab, kill you"
Lyrics coming at you at speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I'm a
What I gotta do to get it to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm of rubber
So anything you saying ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating, than never demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a like it's levitating
fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
For the day they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
Cause I the way to get 'em motivated
I elevating music, you make elevator music
Oh, he's too
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and 'em lose it
I don't know how to songs like that
I don't what words to use
Let me when it occurs to you
While I'm ripping any one of these verses as you
curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta to,
Prove that if you're half as nice at you can sacrifice virgins too uh!
School flunkie, pill
But look at the accolades the brung me
Full of myself, but hungry
I bully cause I make me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in
But it's still in cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but
But in my head there's something I can tugging and struggling
fight with devils, here's what they want from me
They asking me to eliminate of the women hate
But if you take into the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the
But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make then
But if I batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think I to be overseas
And a vacation to trip a broad
And her fall on her face and don't be a retard
Be a king? not, why be a king when you can be a God?