Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can fence in your
You can pull all the

But I back down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no

Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De
dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, lose tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to it

Stupid you will feel, I do, I do at will
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy to kill
Half a breath on my death bed
F that yeah super Ill

Baby, what the deal, we can
half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut
I cut my off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool don't me you to my power tool
You know the drill

How you douche bags feel knowing disposable?
eve Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the
'Cause your God damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little compact
Well, shawty, I'm man

These other cats metaphorically where I'm at man
I Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat, man
Get it Batman?

Nah, ain't whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like mum's cat
Cause they fucking bananas, honey I applaud that ass
Swear to God man these moms dance, ma show 'em how it's done
like a goddamn Tas, yeah

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can in your yard
You can pull all the

But I back down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no

Girl, shake that ass like a donkey Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a a sketch
Betcha that you'll never guess who's at your door
hit the floors

Yeah, ladies, you gon get divorced
Girl, remorse, I'ma hit you broads with
paws like you pissed him off
Talented the tongue muthfucker

You gotta lick in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm liquor stores
Makin' cash shit their draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut of beef
Laying on your kitchen

Other words I'm off the rack, bring the beat back
Bring me two chords
measure my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more
Fuck, my big, bitch

Need I remind you that I don't need the fucking flu
To be a sick pig, you're addicted I'm
I'm the longest needle here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks
Your just small boats pricks

Girl you think that other hot
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit
'Fore I sit and let 'em get hot

Better call the cops on 'em quick
right back on your bitch ass
White with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched attached to the
(Dispatch)

You can the alarm
You can out your guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards

But I won't down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Bitch, am I the reason your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil slurps syrup 'til he burps and smokes purp?
Does a word search circles wrapped around it like
You do I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself
Of what the I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the of girl that I can take a liking to

Psych I'm you like a football
Been this way I've stood a foot tall
Your'e a good catch with a spouse
mouth and a good jaw

Gimme good
the wood grain, don't want no cum stain
Bitch, you listening tryna' me down
I'm talking to you, turn me back up
Are you tryna talk over me in the car

Shut the fuck up while my playin'
shit stain on the underwear of life
What's the saying? Where there's there's lightening
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same
how the fuck have I been hit six times
In three different locations on four separate

And you can bet stanking ass
That I've to smash everything in my path
was in the road took the pyschopath
Poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking

So hit the floor, cutie
While I do my on this microphone
your booty shawty I'm the shit
Why you think Proof to call me Doodi

You can the alarm
You can call out guards
You can fence in yard
You can pull all the

But I won't down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no