🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: My Mom - Eminem

 Yeah!
 Yeah yeah  yeah yeah yeah...
 Okay! Alright!
 Yo, Yo.
 Yo! Yo!
 Alright, money comes 
 Here we go 
 
 My mom loved Valium and lots of 
 That's why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like 
 Because  mom loved Valium and lots a' drugs.
 That's why I'm on what I'm on  I'm my mom.
 
 "My  my mom" --I know you're probably
 tired of hearing the "my  oh-oh whoa-oh,
  this is just a story of when I was just a shorty
 and how I  hooked on Va-al-iu-um.
 Valium was in everything: food that I 
 the water  I drank, fucking peas in my plate.
 She sprinkled just enough of it just to season my 
 so everyday I had at least  stomach aches.
  tell me what kind of mother would want to see her
  be grow up to be an under-a-fuckin'-chiever?
 My teacher  think I was gonna' be nothing, either:
 "What the  you stickin' gum up under the fuckin' seat for?"
 "Mrs. Mathers, your son  been huffing ether.
 Either that  the motherfucker's been puffin reefer."
 But all of this  and puffin' wasn't what it was, either.
  was neither. I was buzzin', but it wasn't what she thought.
 Pee in a tea cup? Bitch, you ain't my keeper.  sleepin';
  the fuck you keep on fuckin' with me for?
 Slut, you need to leave  the fuck alone; I ain't playin'.
 Go find you a white crayon and color a fuckin' 
 
 My  loved Valium and lots of drugs.
 That's  I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her.
 Because my mom loved Valium and  a' drugs.
 That's why I'm on what  on --'cuz I'm my mom.
 
 Wait a minute! This ain't dinner,  is paint thinner!
 "You ate it yesterday; I ain't hear no complaints, did 
 "Now  a plate full of pain killers.
 Now  wait 'til I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes.
 You little motherfucker,  you sit there and make
  retarded fuckin' face without even tastin' it!"
 "You'd better lick the fuckin', plate; you ain't  it.
 Put your face in it before I throw you  the basement again!
 And I ain't givin' in.  gonna' just sit there and want to fuckin' play spin again
  next Thanksgiving, and if you still ain't finished it,
 I'll use the same shit again,  when I make spinach dip, it'll be placed in the shit!
 You  shit, wanna' sit there and play innocent?
 A rat fell  hit me in K-Mart, and they witnessed it!
 Child support? Your  he ain't sent the shit!
 So what if he did? It's none of your  business, kid!"
 
 My mom, there's no  else quite like my mom.
 I know I should  bygones be bygones,
 but she's the reason why I am high on what  high on.
 
 'Cuz my mom loved Valium  lots of drugs.
 That's why I am  I am --'cuz I'm like her.
 Because my mom loved Valium  lots a' drugs.
 That's why I'm on  I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom.
 
 My mom loved Valium.  what I am is a party animal.
 I  what I am, but I'm strong to the finish wit' me Valium spinach.
 But my  only last about two minutes!
 But I don't want to swallow it without  it.
 I can't even write a rhyme  you in it, my Valium, my Val-i-um. Oh!
 
 Man, I never thought that I  ever be a drug addict.
  fuck that, I can't have it happen to me!" but that's actually
 what has ended up happenin' in a  fuckin' passin' it up back to me.
 And it's probably where I got acquainted with the taste,  it?
  are the bomb, Mom! Beautiful!
 She killed the fuckin' dope with the medicine  done fed it.
 Feed it a fuckin' aspirin and say  it has a headache.
 "Here, wanna' snack? You hungry, you fuckin' 
 Look at that! It's  Xanax! Take it and take a nap! Eat it!"
 But I don't  it!
  fuck it, then break it up!
 Take a little piece and beat it before you  Nathan up!"
  Ma, you win! I don't feel like arguin'!
 I'll do it --pop and gobble it, start 
 stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, trip, then I  in bed
 with bottle of meds and a Heath Ledger bobble 
 
 My mom loved  and lots of drugs.
 That's why I  like I am --'cuz I'm like her.
 Because  mom loved Valium and lots a' drugs.
 That's why I'm on what I'm  --'cuz I'm my mom.
 
 My  I'm just like her!
 
 My mom, my mom, my  (x3)
 My mom,  mama
 [in an Eric Cartman voice:]  mama, I ain't takin' this no more.
 
 Heh,  mom! I sill love you, though! [kiss sound]
 
 Dr.  2010!
 
 [in a mocking tone:] Man this shit is hella' hard, homie! Man, take us  outta' here...
 
 Oh!