Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Devil (Eminem Diss)

Oh my god,

Ayy, somebody grab him some (zzzzt)
His beard is weird
Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for a year
"I think my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you
Dad's always mad up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
sober and bored, huh? (I know)
About to be 46 old, dog
Talkin' "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your (ugh)
Mad about I said in 2012
Took you six and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the rapper alive
Fuckin' dweeb, all you do is the dictionary and stay inside
Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Comin' with a black shovel
the Armageddon when the smoke settle
His body next to this instrumental, I'm

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up body
And put some white chalk it

Let's talk about the fact you actually a rapper
That's twice as young as you (let's about it)
call Sway
Ask why I can't go on 45 because of you (brrt)
Let's ask
How you had Paul Rosenberg tryin' to me (huh?)
Still cover up the fact
Your last four albums is as bad as selfie
Now tell me, what do you stand (what?)
I know you can't yourself (no)
Tryin' to be the old you so bad you Stan (ha)
Let's all the beefin' to 50 (please)
Em, you're 50
Why you claimin' I'ma call Puff?
When you the one that called (facts)
you went and called Jimmy (facts)
They conference me in the morning (what?)
told me you mad about a tweet
You me to say sorry (what?)
I to God I ain't believe him (nah)
Please say it so (no)
The big bad bully of the rap can't take a fuckin' joke
Oh you want fuckin' smoke (what?)
But not literally, you'll
I'll acknowledge you're the GOAT
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the (brra)
Don't have a attack now (no)
Somebody help your up (help)
Knees weak of old age, the real Shady can't stand up

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's about it
I'm of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up your
And put white chalk around it

Hello Marshall, my name's
You should go back to
I your ego is hurtin'
knowin' that all of your fans discovered me (hi)
He like, "Damn, he a me
Except he better and I'm ugly
Always fun of me."
all the thuggery, Marshall, you livin' in luxury (damn)
Look what you to me
Dropped an just because of me
Damn, you in love me!
You got money but I'm
I like the diss but you won't say them out in front of me
Shout out to every rapper that's up me
Know that I'll never do you like this
bitter after everyone loves you
Pull wedgie out your dungarees (hey)
I gotta respect the OGs and I most of 'em personally (ayy)
But just a bully actin' like a baby
So I gotta read you a (nursery)
I'm the of the future
And you're just Scrooge (facts)
I said on anyone could get it
I ain't it would be you

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's about it
Both of us dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, size up your body
And put some white around it

Ridin' shotty 'cause I gotta roll this
It's a fast road your idols become your rivals, yeah
hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a asshole
Bitch-ass
Oh my god,

We know you get nervous,
I see Momma's spaghetti all over your
I you would lose yourself on the records
That you a decade ago, they were better
Accordin' to them, you're a national
To me, as soft as a feather
The to be scared to ask Rihanna for her number
Just hold her
"I'm not afraid," Oscar the Grouch, chill on the couch (fuck)
You got an Oscar,
Can else get some food in their mouth? (For real)

They a movie about you, you're in everybody's top ten
You're not better with time
fine, Eminem, put down the pen
Or an apology
Over the simple fact you had to diss to me
I am the
How could I even up to you? You ain't as tall as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven punches your head still
Last time you saw 8 was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a
I was named after a (brr)
And be a sucker and take my verse
Off of album, thank you (thank you)
I wanna feed my daughter
You tryna stop the to support her
You the one always talkin' the action
Text me the addy, I'm pullin' up
And I'm by my self, what's happenin'?

EST captain, me or shoot me
That's what he's have to do to me
he realizes there ain't shit he could do to me
Everybody always hated me, this isn't new to me
Yeah a difference between us
I got all of my without Dre producin' me (ayy)
I know you're not to me
Usually one of your disses ruin me
But bitch I'm Cleveland
Everybody this evenin', I'm readin' the eulogy (shh)
Dropped an called Kamikaze
So means he killed him
Already fucked one rapper's girl week
Don't make me Kim

I'm of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up your
And put some chalk around it