Luyện nghe bài hát Im Back

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That's why call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm (I'm back) (Slim Shady!) I'm back

I murder a rhyme one word at a
You heard of a mind as perverted as mine
You better get rid of that nine it gonna help
What is it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin' for hell like hell shit I'm as hell
Manson you're safe in cell, be thankful it's jail
I used to be my little angel at twelve
Thirteen I was putting shells in a gauge on a
I used to, get punked and on my block
I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox (Mom! Mom!)
I used to give a, fuck, now I could give a fuck
What do I think of success? It sucks, too press I'm stressed
Too much stares two breasts, too
It's just too much mess, I guess I must blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is
You think of my name now you say, "Hi"
Became a commodity I'm W-H-I-T-E,
'Cause M-T-V was so to me
Can't wait Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth working?
You hear this finger? Oh upside down
Here, let me turn this motherfucker up now

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I each individual degenerates head and reach into it
Just to see if he's influenced by me if he listens to
And if he feeds into this shit he's an innocent
And becomes a on the string of my tennis shoe
My name is Shady
I been way before radio didn't play me
The sensational is the incredible!}
With Ken Kaniff, who just the men edible
Ken Kaniff on the, internet
Trying to, lure kids with him, into bed
It's a, sick world we live in these
"Slim for sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs!"
Geez, you guys are so
"Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just don't it"
with no sense in it, fried to get so frenetic
Whose eyes get so squinted, I'm blind smokin' 'em
With my windows tinted, nine limos rented
Doin' lines of in 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin' out
all high and
And that's I get my name from, that's why they call me

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I seven kids from Columbine, stand 'em all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a
A Mack-11 and it oughta the problem of mine
And that's a whole school of bullies up all at one time
(I'm) Shady, they call me as crazy
As the world was over this Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do sing?
Am I the only one who realizes stink?
Should I dye my pink and care what y'all think?
Lip sync and buy a bigger of earrings?
It's why I tend to block out I hear things
Cause all these screamin' is makin' my ears ring (Ah!)
So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it
Longer than the rumor I was stickin' it to Christina
if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz
It'd be Jennifer Lopez, and you know this!
I'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this was my own mother
I still fuck her with no rubber and cum her
And have a son and a new brother at the same
And just say that it ain't mine, what's my

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Guess who's b, back,
Gue' gue' guess who's (Hi mom!)
Guess back
Gue' guess back
D-12, Guess who's
Gue' gue' gue' guess who's back
Dr. Dre, Guess back
back, back
Slim Shady,
I'm blew out from blunt, fuck