Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real name no

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

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

I've created a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see no more
They want Shady, I'm liver
Well if you want Shady, then this is I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some liquor
Some vodka that will jump my heart quicker
Then a shot I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the while he's operating "Hey"
You waited long to stop debating
'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and
I know you got a job Ms.
But husband's heart problem is complicated
So the F-C-C let me be or let me be me so let me see
tried to shut me down on M-T-V
But it so empty without me
So come on and dip, bum on your
Fuck that, cum on your lips and on your tits
And get ready 'cause this shit is to get heavy
I just all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

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

Little kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, their still listen to Elvis
They start feeling like helpless
'Til someone 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 that I got everyone kissing my ass
And it's a disaster a catastrophe
For you to see so much of my ass you ask for me
I'm back, nana-na na na nana-na na na kshh
Fix your bent antenna, tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in up
Under your skin a splinter
The center of attention back for the
I'm interesting, the best thing wrestling
Infesting in kids ears and nesting
"Testing please"
the tension soon as someone mentions me
Here's my ten cents, my two 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 your ass
Worse than little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You thirty six year old bald headed fag, me
You know me, you're too old, let it go its over,
Nobody listens to
Now lets go, give me the signal
be there with a whole list full of new insults
I've been dope, suspenseful a pencil
Ever since Prince himself into a symbol
But sometimes shit just seems
Everybody only to discuss me
So this must I'm disgusting
But it's just me I'm obscene
Though I'm not the king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis
To do music so selfishly
And use it to get myself
"Hey" there's a concept works
Twenty million white rappers emerge
But no matter how fish in the sea
It will be so empty me

Kids!