Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can the alarm
You can call out guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards

But I back down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De
Brain dead rims, yeah, wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, lose your and nails
Try to it, try to deny it

you will feel, what I do, I do at will
Shooting the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a left on my death bed
Screaming F yeah super Ill

Baby, the deal, we can chill
half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and on the receipt before I foot the bill
garden tool don't me introduce you to my power tool
You the fucking drill

How you douche bags feel knowing disposable?
eve Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, the shit
'Cause your God damn jam
You say you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well, shawty, I'm man

These cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a and said
Settle ya fuckin ass I'm ready for combat, man
Get it calm

Nah, ain't nobody whose as and as nuts
Lines are like cat scans
Cause they dope bananas, honey I applaud that ass
to God man these moms can't dance, ma show 'em how it's done
Spazz a goddamn Tas, yeah

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can in your yard
You can pull all the

But I back down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no

Girl, shake that ass a donkey with Parkinsons
Make Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a sketch
Betcha that you'll guess who's knocking at your door
People hit the

Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon get
Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you with
Chris's paws you pissed him off
Talented the tongue muthfucker

You ain't gotta in yours
licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' registers shit their draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut slab of
Laying on kitchen floor

Other words I'm off the meat rack, bring the back
Bring me two chords
I'mma my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more
Fuck, my big, bitch

Need I remind you that I need the fucking swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're I'm dope
I'm the longest needle around
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it nuts
Your just small little pricks

you think that other pricks hot
I'll gasoline and eat a lit match
'Fore I sit and let 'em get hot

call the cops on 'em quick fast
Shady's right back on your ass
trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched to the back
(Dispatch)

You can the alarm
You can out your guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards

But I won't down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no

Bitch, am I the reason that your stopped rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil Wayne syrup 'til he burps and smokes purp?
Does a word search gets wrapped around it like
You do when I come through, I'd you to remind yourself
Of what the I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can a liking to

Psych I'm spiking you like a
Been this way since I've stood a tall
Your'e a catch with a shitty spouse
mouth and a good jaw

Gimme brain
Watch the wood grain, want no cum stain
Bitch, you listening tryna' me down
Slut I'm talking to you, me back up
Are you insane tryna over me in the car

Shut the up while my shits playin'
I'ma stain on the underwear of life
What's the saying? Where there's thunder lightening
And they say that it never strikes in the same place
Then how the fuck have I hit six times
In three locations on four separate ocassions?

And you can bet stanking ass
That I've come to smash in my path
Fork was in the road the pyschopath
Poison ivy wouldn't have me rash

So hit the floor, cutie
While I do my on this microphone
your booty shawty I'm the shit
Why you think Proof used to call me

You can sound the
You can call out guards
You can fence in yard
You can pull all the

But I won't down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no