Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real name no

Two trailer girls go round the outside,
Round the outside, 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 back, guess who's back?
Guess who's back, who's back?
Guess who's back, guess who's
who's back?

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

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

Little kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, parents still listen to Elvis
They start feeling prisoners helpless
someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
Could start a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a
So let me just revel and
In the fact that I got everyone my ass
And it's a disaster such a
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 your bent antenna, tune it in and I'm gonna enter in endin' up
Under your skin like a
The center of back for the winter
I'm interesting, the thing since wrestling
in your kids ears and nesting
"Testing please"
Feel the 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 and that shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get ass kicked
Worse than them little Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You six year old bald headed fag, blow me
You don't me, you're too old, let it go its over,
listens to Techno
Now lets go, give me the signal
I'll be there with a list full of new insults
been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever since Prince turned himself into a
But sometimes this just seems
Everybody wants to discuss me
So must mean I'm disgusting
But it's me I'm just obscene
Though I'm not the first king of
I am the thing since Elvis Presley
To do black music so
And use it to get myself
"Hey" there's a concept works
Twenty million other white emerge
But no how many fish in the sea
It will be so empty me

Kids!