Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

my mic up
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(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) it, blackout niggas!
Oh my

when the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I on your crown
Skip town grounds appear on the king cash cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic dropping them classics, now
Bitches I'm making skip with thou
Art, you don't really that when I growl
Let me let me come and mop up the knock offs
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you lock doors (Pause)
The wolves eat, be by they lockjaws
No to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain't have
What in the fat fishes of a Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have these nervous
And clipping they and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them sunflower seed shell
See these got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the weed
Nigga your fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they
See I like I'm slanging a weed sale
And I gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these niggas already the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack them like in the cut
I'm waiting for the while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's like me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All and racing keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em happier than a child in a park a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, be chasing they luck
I be lacing up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling around
With fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit that I
I worshiping Gods, look around
It's certain this shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em
Shameful the way I shatter, shit apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bigger than a boulder
'em and they know that it's a classic
And the way it's going you could get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady we're crazy
Like a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a Israeli, bastards
I bite the beat up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my up
Back to the and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
And I blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the beat is

(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) em, black out nigga

a light contagiousness to this tirade
It just make you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a fucking egg
Is my mind (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a wide range of this
That my rage has gotta squeeze it sideways
I just pulled up in Davis' driveway
With his personal saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay pride parade
Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away from my face it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you fake
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
That's the worst impersonation I've seen and
Who raps nasally, hazily, rhymes crazily
But like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
What of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass down
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come fuck up the party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have campus on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get
And wake up the next day the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, make me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it like a sick pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, fucking bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be wrong
Son of God I'm not like a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
Step off of it or you get stepped on
as commercial as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're visibly upset,
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went the house of pain hearing a world of hurt so
around, jump, jump, get that ass shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn
More afraid of success I am of failure
So does that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the railing

Chill, man,