Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Devil (Eminem Diss)

Oh my god,

Ayy, somebody grab him clippers (zzzzt)
His fuckin' is weird
Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a
"I my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right
Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, at the mic
sober and bored, huh? (I know)
About to be 46 old, dog
'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch,
Man up and your shit (ugh)
Mad somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest alive
Fuckin' dweeb, all you do is read the and stay inside
Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Comin' bare-faced with a shovel
Like the Armageddon when the settle
His next to this instrumental, I'm sayin'

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, talk about it
I'm of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, size up your body
And put white chalk around it

talk about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper
That's twice as young as you (let's talk it)
call Sway
Ask why I go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt)
ask Interscope
How you had Paul Rosenberg to shelf me (huh?)
can't cover up the fact
Your four albums is as bad as your selfie
Now tell me, what do you stand (what?)
I know you can't yourself (no)
Tryin' to be the old you so bad you yourself (ha)
leave all the beefin' to 50 (please)
Em, you're 50
Why you that I'ma call Puff?
When you the one called Diddy (facts)
Then you went and Jimmy (facts)
They conference called me in the (what?)
They told me you mad about a
You wanted me to say (what?)
I swear to God I believe him (nah)
Please say it so (no)
The big bad bully of the rap game can't take a fuckin'
Oh you want some smoke (what?)
But not literally, choke
Yeah I'll acknowledge the GOAT
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the (brra)
Don't have a heart now (no)
Somebody help your up (help)
Knees weak of old age, the real Slim Shady stand up

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, talk about it
I'm sick of you rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we get gully, I'll size up your body
And put some chalk around it

Hello Marshall, my Colson
You go back to Recovery
I know your ego is
Just knowin' all of your fans discovered me (hi)
He like, "Damn, he a me
he dresses better and I'm ugly
Always fun of me."
Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you in luxury (damn)
what you done to me
Dropped an album because of me
Damn, you in with me!
You got but I'm hungry
I the diss but you won't say them lyrics out in front of me
Shout out to every that's up under me
that I'll never do you like this fuckery
Still bitter everyone loves you
Pull that wedgie out your (hey)
I respect the OGs and I know most of 'em personally (ayy)
But you're just a bully like a baby
So I gotta read you a (nursery)
I'm the ghost of the
And you're just Ebenezer (facts)
I said on Flex could get it
I know it would be you

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you mad, let's talk about it
of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll up your body
And put some white chalk it

Ridin' shotty 'cause I roll this dope
It's a fast road when your become your rivals, yeah
Never hesitate to say it to face, I'm a asshole
motherfucker
Oh my god,

We you get nervous, Rabbit
I see Momma's spaghetti all your sweater
I you would lose yourself on the records
That you a decade ago, they were better
Accordin' to them, you're a treasure
To me, as soft as a feather
The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her
Just hold her
"I'm not afraid," okay Oscar the Grouch, chill on the (fuck)
You got an Oscar,
Can anyone else get food in their mouth? (For real)

They made a about you, you're in everybody's top ten
You're not getting with time
It's fine, Eminem, put the pen
Or write an
Over the fact you had to diss to acknowledge me
I am the
How could I even up to you? You ain't as tall as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven punches your head still
Last time you saw 8 Mile was at on a treadmill
You were named a candy
I was named after a (brr)
And be a sucker and take my verse
Off of Yelawolf's album, you (thank you)
I just wanna feed my
You tryna the money to support her
You the one talkin' 'bout the action
Text me the addy, I'm pullin' up
And I'm by my self, what's happenin'?

EST captain, me or shoot me
what he's gonna have to do to me
When he realizes there shit he could do to me
Everybody hated me, this isn't anything new to me
Yeah there's a difference us
I got all of my without Dre producin' me (ayy)
I know you're not to me
Usually one of your disses should me
But bitch I'm Cleveland
Everybody quiet this evenin', I'm readin' the (shh)
Dropped an called Kamikaze
So that means he him
Already one rapper's girl this week
Don't make me Kim

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up body
And put white chalk around it