Luyện nghe bài hát The Ringer

Yo
Yo, I'm just gonna down
my thoughts
and see where takes me.
'Cause I feel like I punch the world
in the face right now

Let me explain just how to make
Straight out the gate, I'm to break you down
Ain't no allowed, but make no mistake I'm 'bout
To rape the alphabet, I may raise some
If I the issue just to get the anger out (blllt)
Full magazine could Staples out
Savage but ain't 'bout no bank account
But bitch I'm off the like Taylor Brown

Motherfucker, shut the fuck up I'm talkin', lil' bitch
I'm sorry, wait, what's your Oh, critiquin'
My talent? Oh, bitch I don't who the fuck y'all are
To give a bar
Even have an if you, you mention me
Millions of views, attention the
I you, lose-lose for me, win-win for you
Billions of views, your ten are two
through the music to give a shit reviews
To get clicks, but bitch, you just lit the
get misconstrued, business as us'
Shit-list renewed, so get to do
Or get 'cause I just don't get what the fuck half the shit is that you're listening t-to
Do you have any idea how much I hate this flow
Everyone copies though? no
Get this fuckin' audio out my Audi, yo,
I can see why like Lil Yachty, but not me though
Not even dissin', it ain't for me
All I am simply is an emcee
Maybe "Stan" isn't your cup of tea
Maybe cup's full of syrup and lean
Maybe I need to up shit,
preferably the world up if it were up to me
Paul wants me to chill, want me to ill
I should eat a pill, I will
Old me kill the new me, him bleed to death
I on the mirror, I don't see my breath
Possibly I'm dead, I must be
Like an evil spell, I'm (evil, but spelled)

Jam a Crest white strip in the tip of my with an ice pick
Stick it in a vice grip, hang it on a fence
it with a pipe wrench
While I take my ballsack and flick it like a light
vice-president Mike Pence
Back up on my shit in a as I lay it on a spike strip

These are things I'd rather do than hear you on a mic
Since nine-tenths of your rhyme is ice and
Jesus Christ man, how many times is gonna fuck on my bitch? (Fuck my side chick!)
You will never see Em icy, but as as I get on the M-I-C
I polarize shit so the Thames might
And your skull might split I bashed you upside it
Bitch I got the on smash like a nightstick (yeah)

down for what? I ain't loud enough
Nah, turn the up
'Cause I know how I'm gonna get your mouths to shut now
When it doesn't matter what I spit at
bet a hundred thousand bucks
you'll just turn around and be like
"Man, how the fuck gonna get mad
just his album sucks
and now he to take it out on us?"
(ooh)
But week,
an mailed me a copy of The Mathers LP to tell me to study
It'll me get back to myself and she'll love me (ooh)
I mailed the bitch back and if I did that
I'd just be like everyone else in the industry
Especially an Recovery clone of me

So finger-bang, chicken wang, MGK, Iggy
Lil Pump, Lil Xan imitate Lil
I should aim at everybody in the game, a name
I'm fed up with being
And is I'm hungry
I'm sure you heard
I heard you wanna rumble like an empty
I heard your mumbling but it's in mumbo-jumbo

The era that I'm will pummel you
That's what it's to
What the fuck are you gonna do, where you to?
I'm crumble you and I'll take a number two
And on you if you ain't Joyner
If you ain't or Cole
Or Sean then you're a
I'm 'bout to bring it to in this bitch who want it

I guess when you walk into BK, you expect a
You can a quarter pounder when you go to McDonald's
But if you're lookin' to get a porterhouse you better go get

But are acting like I tried to serve you up a slider
Maybe the should have been auto-tuned and you would have bought it
But sayin' I no got it 'cause you missed the line and never caught it
'Cause it went your head, because you're too stupid to get it
'Cause you're mentally but pretend to be the smartest
With expertise and knowledge, but you'll never be an artist
And I'm harder on than you could ever be, regardless
What I'll never be is flawless, all I'll be is honest
when I'm gone they're gonna say I brought it
Even I hit my forties like a fuckin' alcoholic
With a bottle of malt liquor
But I couldn't bottle shit any longer
The fact I know that I'ma hit my bottom if I don't
Pull myself from the jaws of

And rise to my
I don't see why even started with me
I get
My die
I ceasefire till at least all are deceased
I'm eastside, never be slippin'
Now you see why I sleep
Not a wink, I don't blink
I don't off, I don't even nod to the beats
I don't close my fuckin' eyes when I sneeze

"Aw, man!
BET cypher was weak, it was garbage
The Thing ain't even
Oh my God, a reach"
Shout to all my colorblind
Each and one of y'all
If you call a fire green, aquamarine
Or you think water is
"Dawg, a date"
"Looks like an to me"
"Look, an apple"
"No not, it's a peach!"

So finger-bang, Pootie Tang, King, Gucci Gang
gonna hate anyway
Doesn't what I say
me Donkey of the Day
What a way for to get underway
But I'm gonna say everything that I say

to the slaughterhouse, bitch! (yeah)
Invite them in a one a day
I'm not (preach)
I feel like the beast of burden
That in the sand, was it even worth it?
the way I see people turnin'
Is makin' it seem
It's to defeat the purpose
I'm my fan base shrink to thirds
And I was just to do the right thing, but word
Has the court of opinion reached a verdict
Or yet to be determined?
I'm determined to be me, critique the worship
But if I go back, I'd at least reword it
And say I with the people this evil serpent sold the dream to that he's deserted
But I think it's
These are makin' him a wee bit nervous
And he's too scared to answer me words
'Cause he knows that he lyrically get murdered

But I know at least he's it
'Cause Orange just sent the Secret Service
To in person
To see if I really of hurtin' him
Or ask if I'm to terrorists
I said, "Only it comes to ink and lyricists"

But my beef is more media
(Hold up, up, hold up)
I said my is more meaty, a journalist
They can get a mouthful of
And yes, I mean a penis
'Cause they been panning my to death
So I giving the media fingers
wanna turn this to a counselling sesh
But they been me through the ringer
So I ain't shit out with the press
But I just took this to the cleaners