Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real name no

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

Guess who's back, back
back, tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's
Guess who's back, who's back?
who's back, guess who's back?
Guess who's

I've a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
want Shady, I'm chopped liver
Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya
A bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor
Some that will jump start my heart quicker
Then a shot I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor 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 won't let me be or let me be me so let me see
They tried to me down on M-T-V
But it feels so empty me
So come on and dip, bum on your
Fuck that, cum on your lips and on your tits
And get ready 'cause this is about to get heavy
I settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

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

Little hellions feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, parents still listen to Elvis
They start feeling 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 just and bask
In the fact that I got everyone my ass
And it's a such a catastrophe
For you to see so damn of my ass you ask for me
Well I'm back, nana-na na na nana-na na na
Fix your antenna, tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in endin' up
Under skin like a splinter
The center of attention back for the
I'm interesting, the thing since wrestling
Infesting in your kids ears and
"Testing please"
Feel the tension as someone mentions me
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is
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 your ass
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,
Nobody to Techno
Now lets go, give me the signal
I'll be there with a whole list full of new
I've been dope, suspenseful with a
since Prince turned himself into a symbol
But this shit just seems
Everybody only wants to me
So must mean I'm disgusting
But it's just me I'm obscene
I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Presley
To do black so selfishly
And use it to get myself
"Hey" a concept that works
Twenty million other rappers emerge
But no how many fish in the sea
It will be so without me

Kids!