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

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