Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Devil (Eminem Diss)

Oh my god,

Ayy, somebody grab him clippers (zzzzt)
His fuckin' beard is
Tough talk from a rapper millions for security a year
"I think my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you
Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, at the mic
sober and bored, huh? (I know)
About to be 46 old, dog
'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch,
Man up and handle shit (ugh)
Mad about somethin' I in 2012
you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the rapper alive
Fuckin' dweeb, all you do is the dictionary and stay inside
Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Comin' bare-faced with a black
Like the when the smoke settle
His next to this instrumental, I'm sayin'

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's about it
I'm sick of you rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll up your body
And put white chalk around it

Let's talk about the you actually blackballed a rapper
That's twice as young as you (let's talk it)
call Sway
Ask why I go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt)
ask Interscope
How you had Rosenberg tryin' to shelf me (huh?)
can't cover up the fact
Your last four albums is as bad as selfie
Now tell me, what do you for? (what?)
I you can't stand yourself (no)
Tryin' to be the old you so bad you yourself (ha)
leave all the beefin' to 50 (please)
Em, you're 50
Why you claimin' I'ma call Puff?
When you the one that called (facts)
Then you went and called (facts)
conference called me in the morning (what?)
They me you mad about a tweet
You wanted me to say (what?)
I swear to God I believe him (nah)
Please say it so (no)
The big bad bully of the rap game can't take a joke
Oh you want some fuckin' (what?)
But not literally, you'll
Yeah I'll acknowledge you're the
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the (brra)
Don't a heart attack now (no)
Somebody your mans up (help)
Knees weak of old age, the real Slim Shady stand up

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up body
And put some white chalk it

Hello Marshall, my Colson
You should go back to
I your ego is hurtin'
Just knowin' all of your fans discovered me (hi)
He like, "Damn, he a me
he dresses better and I'm ugly
Always fun of me."
Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you livin' in (damn)
what you done to me
Dropped an just because of me
Damn, you in with me!
You got but I'm hungry
I like the but you won't say them lyrics out in front of me
Shout out to every rapper up under me
Know that I'll never do you this fuckery
Still bitter after everyone you
Pull wedgie out your dungarees (hey)
I gotta the OGs and I know most of 'em personally (ayy)
But you're a bully actin' like a baby
So I read you a nursery (nursery)
I'm the ghost of the
And you're just Ebenezer (facts)
I said on Flex anyone get it
I ain't know it be you

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can about it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up body
And put white chalk around it

Ridin' shotty 'cause I gotta roll dope
It's a fast road when your idols become rivals, yeah
hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a asshole
Bitch-ass
Oh my god,

We you get nervous, Rabbit
I see Momma's spaghetti all over sweater
I you would lose yourself on the records
That you made a ago, they were better
Accordin' to them, a national treasure
To me, you're as soft as a
The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her
hold her umbrella-ella-ella
"I'm not afraid," okay the Grouch, chill on the couch (fuck)
You got an Oscar,
Can anyone else get some in their mouth? (For real)

They made a movie about you, in everybody's top ten
You're not getting with time
It's fine, Eminem, put the pen
Or write an
Over the fact you had to diss to acknowledge me
I am the
How could I even look up to you? You ain't as as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven punches your head still
time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named a candy
I was named after a (brr)
And don't be a sucker and take my
Off of Yelawolf's album, you (thank you)
I just wanna feed my
You stop the money to support her
You the one always 'bout the action
me the addy, I'm pullin' up scrappin'
And I'm by my fuckin' self, what's

EST captain, me or shoot me
what he's gonna have to do to me
When he realizes there shit he could do to me
Everybody always me, this isn't anything new to me
there's a difference between us
I got all of my shit without Dre me (ayy)
I you're not used to me
Usually one of disses should ruin me
But bitch I'm Cleveland
Everybody quiet this evenin', I'm the eulogy (shh)
Dropped an album called
So means he killed him
Already fucked one rapper's girl week
make me call Kim

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you mad, let's talk about it
Both of us dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up your
And put some white around it