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

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