Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real name no

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

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

I've created a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see Marshall no
want Shady, I'm chopped liver
Well if you Shady, then this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some hard
Some that will jump start my heart quicker
Then a shot when I get shocked at the
By the doctor I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table he's operating "Hey"
You waited this long to stop
I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I you got a job Ms. Cheney
But your husband's heart problem is
So the F-C-C let me be or let me be me so let me see
They tried to shut me down on
But it feels so empty me
So come on and dip, bum on your
Fuck that, cum on your lips and some on tits
And get 'cause this shit is about to get heavy
I just all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

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

Little hellions kids rebellious
Embarrassed, their still listen to Elvis
They start feeling like helpless
someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
Could start a revolution, the air waves a rebel
So let me revel and bask
In the fact that I got everyone my ass
And it's a such a catastrophe
For you to see so much of my ass you ask for me
Well I'm back, na na nana-na na na kshh
Fix bent antenna, tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in endin' up
Under skin like a splinter
The center of attention for the winter
I'm interesting, the thing since wrestling
Infesting in kids ears and nesting
"Testing please"
Feel the tension as someone mentions 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 this shit 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 don't me, you're too old, let it go its over,
listens to Techno
Now lets go, just me the signal
I'll be there a whole list full of new insults
I've been dope, suspenseful a pencil
Ever since Prince turned into a symbol
But sometimes this just seems
Everybody only to discuss me
So this must mean I'm
But it's just me I'm just
Though I'm not the king of controversy
I am the worst since Elvis Presley
To do black so selfishly
And use it to get myself
"Hey" a concept that works
Twenty million other white rappers
But no how many fish in the sea
It will be so empty me

Kids!