Luyện nghe bài hát Session One

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

Now I ain't back just for the sake of sayin I'm back
I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on
Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then
out and 'til I act Jack Daniels and yack
Burp bubbles, immaturin'
Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is
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 I'm baring, whoa
What is it, No, I'm pushin you out the do'
So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna to blow
Now your fuckin feet 'til you get to squishin a hoe
It's pandemonium standin O you see him, oh
Damn you look good, you're givin me wood
You should, over like a sweat-shirt with a hood
It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me
Break bread I'm coppin over this game to pinch a loaf
Now homie who's your favorite pain in the
Who claims to be spittin the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he
In words I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas
Destroyed the front end, the damn airbags from the dash
Went through 'em and
Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn in half!
So stop fakin the funk and shakin your ass
Slaughterhouse in the house the caucasian of rap
and Just on the track, what the fuck's more amazin than that?
Slut, answer me that, where you at?

Da 5'9"]
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers I pry you
Lump on your head by a bar stool
by a cartoon
Before I need to be hired, Io' fire Marshall
The 9 tucked against the
I pull it out and flip your upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in
It's like James is shootin up your house nigga!
[rapid gunfire] FUCK YO' NIGGA!
You're screamin fuck the with your middle finger up
While I'm over here shovin my dick in a in the mud
My bitch know I'm perfectly fit for
because I murdered her, so you can me Nickel to O.J. to Glove
I got a Posse of Insane
Blow your brains on opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds
Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, in mad cerebral
You on your burrito!
(What that Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin
Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like a Eastern
Slaughterhouse on FIRE, touchin that
Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the you at?

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