Luyện nghe bài hát Im Back

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

I murder a one word at a time
You never heard of a mind as perverted as
You better get rid of that nine it gonna help
What good is it do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin' for like hell shit I'm anxious as hell
Manson you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's
I used to be my mommy's angel at twelve
I was putting shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punked and bullied on my
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 give a fuck less
do I think of success? It sucks, too much press I'm stressed
Too much stares two breasts, too
It's too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised
Whatever you say is wrong, I say is right
You think of my now whenever you say, "Hi"
a commodity because I'm W-H-I-T-E,
'Cause M-T-V was so to me
Can't wait 'til Kim me
Now is it it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn't working?
You hear this finger? Oh upside down
Here, let me turn this up right now

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I take each individual degenerates and reach into it
Just to see if he's influenced by me if he listens to
And if he into this shit he's an innocent victim
And becomes a puppet on the string of my shoe
My name is Shady
I been way before radio didn't play me
The sensational is the incredible!}
Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edible
It's Ken Kaniff on the,
Trying to, lure your with him, into bed
It's a, sick world we in these days
"Slim for Pete's sakes put down Reeve's legs!"
Geez, you are so sensitive
"Slim it's a touchy subject, try and don't mention it"
Mind with no sense in it, fried to get so
Whose eyes get so squinted, I'm from smokin' 'em
my windows tinted, with 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 shot up all at one time
(I'm) Shady, they call me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they
Am I the only one who realizes stink?
I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think?
Lip sync and buy a bigger size of
It's why I tend to out when I hear things
Cause all these fans screamin' is makin' my ears (Ah!)
So I just, up a middle finger and let it linger
Longer than the rumor that I was stickin' it to
if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz
It'd be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you this!
I'm sorry Puff, but I don't a fuck if this chick was my own mother
I still fuck her with no rubber and cum her
And have a son and a new brother at the time
And just say it ain't mine, what's my name?

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Guess b, back, back
Gue' guess who's back (Hi mom!)
Guess back
Gue' guess back
D-12, Guess back
Gue' gue' gue' guess who's back
Dr. Dre, who's back
Back back,
Shady, 2001
I'm out from this blunt, fuck