🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: My Dad's Gone Crazy - Eminem

 *Tuning Tv*
  Snortin' Coke
 
 Tv Presenter:
  boys and girls
 Today we're gonna talk  father and daughter relationships
 Do you have  daddy?
 I'll  you do
 *Door opens*
 Who's  daddy?
 
 Hailie:
 Daddy, what're you 
 
 Beat starts
 
 Eminem:
 Ha Ha!
 
  & Hailie:
 Ok then!  listen up!
 
 Eminem:
 I'm goin' to  who's comin' with me?
 
 Hailie:
  Somebody, PLEASE help him!
 *giggle*
 I think my dad gone 
 
 Verse 1:
 There's no mountain I  climb
  no tower too high,
 No plane that I can't  how to fly
 What do I gotta do  get through to you, to show you
 There ain't nothin' I can't take  chainsaw to
  Makes Chainsaw Sound*
 Fuckin' brain's  and brass balls
  cut 'em off, I got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
 Inside of a hall, with my  autograph,
  with Elton John's name, on my drag wall
 I'm out the closet,  been lyin' my ass off
 All this time, me and  been fuckin' with hats off
 
 Dre:
 Suck it 
 
 Eminem:
 Tell Laura and her husband to back 
  I push this muthafuckin' button and blast off
 And launch one of  Russians, and that's all
 *Hailie Makes Explosion 
 Blow every fuckin' thing, except Afghanistan on  map, off
 When will it stop, when will I  the crap off
 *Knocking*
 Hailie,  'em baby
 
 Hailie:
 My dad's  it
 
 Chorus
 Eminem:
 There's really nothin' else  say I, I can't explain it
 
 Hailie:
 I think  dad gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell  baby
 Hailie:
  think my dad gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 There's nothin' you could do or say, that could ever change 
 
 Hailie:
 I think  dad gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 There's no one on  that can save me, not even Hailie
 
 Hailie:
 I think my dad  crazy!
 
 Verse 2:
 It's  my mother always told me
 *Eminem Impersinates  Mom*
 Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe  Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe, n codeine n goddammit, you little motherfucker
 If you ain't got nothin' nice to say then don't  nothin'
 uh..
 Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a  dick
 Chew  a prick, and lick a million muthafuckin' cocks per second
 I'd rather put out a  gospel record
 I'd rather be a pussy-whipped  eat pussy
 And have pussy-lips glued to  face with a clit-ring in my nose
 Then quit  my flows, quit givin' me my ammo
 Can't you  why I'm so mean? If y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my M.O.
 I wouldn't have to  eenie meenie minie mo
 Catch a homo by his toe, man, I don't know  more
 Am I the only fuckin' one who's normal  more?
 
 Hailie:
 Dad!
 
 Chorus
 
 Verse 3:
 My  can make you cry, take you by surprise
 Aat the same time, can make you dry your eyes  the same rhyme
 See what you're  is a genius at work
  to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,
 'Cuz when I speak,  tongue in cheek
 I'd yank my fuckin'  before I'd ever bite my tongue
 I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin'  twice at once
 And die and come back  Vanilla Ice's son
 And walk around the rest of my life spit 
 And kicked and hit with shit, every time  sung
 Like R. Kelly as soon  "bump n' grind" comes on
  pain inside o' my brain, than in the eyes of a little girl inside of a
 plane
 Aimed at the  Trade, standin' on Ronnie's grave,
 Screamin' at the sky,  clouds gather it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
 And that's pretty  the jist of it,
  are pissed, but the kids love it
 Nine millimeter heater  in two-seaters with meat cleavers
 I don't blame  I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither
 
 Chorus
 
 Outro
 Eminem:
 Crazy
 
 Hailie:
 *laughs*
  funny daddy!