Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real name no

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

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

I've a monster, 'cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
They want Shady, I'm liver
Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll ya
A little bit of weed with some hard liquor
Some vodka will jump start my heart quicker
Then a shot when I get at the hospital
By the when I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table while he's "Hey"
You waited this long to debating
I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I you got a job Ms. Cheney
But your heart problem is complicated
So the won't let me be or let me be me so let me see
They to shut me down on M-T-V
But it feels so without me
So come on and dip, bum on lips
Fuck that, cum on your and some on your tits
And get ready 'cause shit is about to get heavy
I settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

Now this like 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 just follow me
we need a little controversy
'Cause it feels so empty me

hellions kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, their still listen to Elvis
They start feeling like helpless
'Til someone comes on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
start a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me revel and bask
In the that I got everyone kissing my ass
And a disaster such a catastrophe
For you to see so damn of my ass you ask for me
Well I'm back, nana-na na na na na kshh
Fix your antenna, tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in endin' up
your skin like a splinter
The center of attention for the winter
I'm interesting, the thing since wrestling
in your 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 talking this shit and shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass
Worse them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You thirty six year old headed fag, blow me
You know me, you're too old, let it go its over,
Nobody listens to
Now go, just give me the signal
I'll be there with a whole list full of new
I've been dope, suspenseful a pencil
Ever Prince turned himself into a symbol
But sometimes shit just seems
only wants to discuss me
So this must mean I'm
But it's just me I'm just
Though I'm not the first king of
I am the worst thing Elvis Presley
To do music so selfishly
And use it to get wealthy
"Hey" there's a that works
million other white rappers emerge
But no matter how many in the sea
It will be so without me

Kids!