Luyện nghe bài hát Session One

Ladies and gentlemen, some noooooise!
Aww shit,
Y'all ready to get shit started or what?
Aight, I brought some friends with me too

Now I ain't back just for the of just sayin I'm back
I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on
Couple Xanax, light a couple wax then black
out and 'til I act Jack Daniels and yack
Burp bubbles, attitude's
Double of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin
Whoa-oh, I see shit, my words get to slurrin
Uh-oh! You can call me R. now, you're in
trouble! What's before, after, and durin' the show
has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring,
What is it, No, I'm pushin you out the do'
So my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion to blow
Now stomp your fuckin feet 'til you get to a hoe
It's standin O when you see him, oh
Damn baby you good, you're givin me wood
You should, pull over a sweat-shirt with a hood
It's neck work, get her on, you and me both
Break bread while I'm coppin over this to pinch a loaf
Now homie who's your favorite in the ass?
Who claims to be spittin the same as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed
In other words I got the on smash like I stepped on the gas
Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags the dash
through 'em and laughed
Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn in half!
So stop fakin the and start shakin your ass
in the house with the caucasian of rap
and Just Blaze on the track, what the more amazin than that?
Slut, answer me that, where you at?

Da 5'9"]
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of I pry apart you
Lump on your head by a bar stool
Designed by a
Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire
The 9 against the linin
I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like are a couple 69'in
It's like Rick James is shootin up house nigga!
[rapid gunfire] FUCK YO' NIGGA!
You're fuck the world with your middle finger up
While I'm over here shovin my in a hole in the mud
My bitch know I'm perfectly fit for
because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to
I got a Posse of Clowns
Blow brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds
Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad
You on your burrito!
(What that mean Nickel?) It's a if you eatin
Get a beat then that bitch like a Middle Eastern
Slaughterhouse on FIRE, nobody touchin
Good day and good night, Ortiz yo the FUCK you at?

[Joell
I'm here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years
of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare
Where my book at? I fear in the heart of you tight squares
I harbor the art, of you nice (?)
Is that weird cause that made me than my dear
Uncle Al's breath after polishin off his beer
Homie chill, listen, I
I'm God, I give tracks a Holy feel, and they ears
I'm here, why wouldn't I be?
Just waitin to be to IV as (?) well when you look at my pee
And joint, no exception, so just point a direction
And record the pig's oink, I rip his intestine
This just an infection
This won't go with penicillin injections
Millions of questions arose they did an inspection, what I exhibit
to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it
Aw shit it, I did it again, when I lit up pen
I emitted this phlegm, this time it's Eminem
So tell a friend to tell a friend a disgustin hook
Jump in shark water and swim, yo the fuck is Crook?