Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

my mic up
my mic up

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Fuck it, niggas!
Oh my

Know when the get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I on your crown
Skip town grounds appear on the king cash cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic dropping them classics, now
Bitches I'm making skip with thou
Art, you don't really that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you better lock (Pause)
The wolves eat, be by they lockjaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you have enough
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal
Fuck is on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
And clipping nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower shell
See these skills got my up heavy like three whales
And I shit on 'til the speakers fell into the weed smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on until they cripple
See I cook like I'm a weed sale
And I gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but of an ancient slut
Her stomach down like she was a fuck
Swell up this shit I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully niggas up
Ragdolling niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm for the taking while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a child in a park chasing a
I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back
With fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit that I
I quit Gods, look around
It's certain this shit splatters click paint that'll 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know that a classic
And the way it's going you could easily get your ass
See, me and Shady together crazy
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we sick)
Cause I from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a crazy Israeli,
While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a
I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm my feet up
to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the beat is

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, out nigga

a light contagiousness to this tirade
It might make you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a fried egg
Is my scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through a wide range of this emotion
my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir saying bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away from my stinking it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink
So if this is any indication of what you may be
You better make a distinction cause you fake
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck a bad impression
That's the worst I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, crazily
But like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid is that?
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode a campaign
To have campus on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, splashed on the lampshades
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was living
Raising hell up in shoes Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
Guess if I out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I fog
Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left,
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
get you as green as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're visibly upset,
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain hearing a world of so
Jump around, jump, jump, get ass shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get get them arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a tailwind
More of success than I am of failure
So what does that ya?
on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the railing

Chill, man,