Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real name no

Two park girls go round the outside,
the outside, round the outside
Two trailer girls go round the outside,
Round the outside, the outside

Guess who's back, again
Shady's back, a friend
Guess who's back, who's back?
Guess who's back, guess back?
Guess who's back, guess back?
Guess who's

I've created a monster, nobody wants to see Marshall no more
They want Shady, I'm chopped
Well if you want Shady, then this is I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some liquor
Some vodka that jump start my heart quicker
Then a shot when I get shocked at the
By the when I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table while operating "Hey"
You this long to stop debating
'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and
I you got a job Ms. Cheney
But your husband's heart is complicated
So the F-C-C let me be or let me be me so let me see
They to shut me down on M-T-V
But it so empty without me
So on and dip, bum on your lips
Fuck that, cum on your lips and on your tits
And get ready 'cause shit is about to get heavy
I just all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

Now this like a job for me
So everybody just me
'Cause we need a controversy
it feels so empty without me
I said, this like a job for me
So just follow me
'Cause we a little controversy
'Cause it feels so without me

Little hellions feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, their parents listen to Elvis
They start like prisoners helpless
'Til someone along on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
Could a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me revel and bask
In the fact I got everyone kissing my ass
And it's a disaster such a
For you to see so much of my ass you ask for me
Well I'm back, nana-na na na na na kshh
Fix your bent antenna, it in and then I'm gonna enter in endin' up
Under your skin a splinter
The center of back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best since wrestling
in your kids ears and nesting
"Testing please"
Feel the tension soon as someone me
my ten cents, my two cents is free
A nuisance, who sent, you for me?

a-taskit,
I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this and that shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get ass kicked
Worse than them little Limp Bizkit
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You thirty six year old headed fag, blow me
You know me, you're too old, let it go its over,
listens to Techno
Now lets go, just me the signal
I'll be there with a list full of new insults
I've been dope, with a pencil
Ever since Prince himself into a symbol
But sometimes this just seems
Everybody only to discuss me
So this mean I'm disgusting
But it's me I'm just obscene
I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst since Elvis Presley
To do black music so
And use it to get myself
"Hey" there's a that works
Twenty million other white emerge
But no matter how many in the sea
It be so empty without me

Kids!