🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: My Mom - Eminem

 Yeah!
 Yeah yeah  yeah yeah yeah...
 Okay! Alright!
 Yo, Yo.
 Yo! Yo!
  money comes first.
 Here  go now!
 
 My mom loved Valium  lots of drugs.
 That's  I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her.
 Because my mom loved Valium and lots  drugs.
 That's why I'm on what  on --'cuz I'm my mom.
 
 "My mom, my mom" --I know  probably
 tired  hearing the "my mom" oh-oh whoa-oh,
 but this is just a  of when I was just a shorty
 and how I became hooked on 
 Valium was  everything: food that I ate,
 the water that I  fucking peas in my plate.
 She sprinkled just enough of it just to season my 
 so everyday I had at least three  aches.
 Now tell me  kind of mother would want to see her
 son be grow up  be an under-a-fuckin'-chiever?
 My teacher didn't  I was gonna' be nothing, either:
 "What the fuck you  gum up under the fuckin' seat for?"
 "Mrs. Mathers, your son has  huffing ether.
 Either that or the  been puffin reefer."
 But  of this huffin' and puffin' wasn't what it was, either.
 It was neither. I was buzzin', but  wasn't what she thought.
 Pee in a tea  Bitch, you ain't my keeper. I'm sleepin';
 What the fuck you keep on fuckin' with  for?
 Slut, you need to leave  the fuck alone; I ain't playin'.
 Go find you a white  and color a fuckin' zebra.
 
  mom loved Valium and lots of drugs.
 That's  I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her.
 Because my mom loved  and lots a' drugs.
 That's why I'm on what  on --'cuz I'm my mom.
 
 Wait  minute! This ain't dinner, this is paint thinner!
 "You ate it yesterday; I ain't hear no complaints, did 
 "Now here's a plate full of pain 
 Now just wait 'til I crush the  and put it in your potatoes.
 You little motherfucker, don't you sit there  make
 that retarded fuckin'  without even tastin' it!"
 "You'd better lick the fuckin', plate;  ain't wastin' it.
 Put your face in it before I throw you in  basement again!
 And I ain't givin' in. You're  just sit there and want to fuckin' play spin again
 until next Thanksgiving,  if you still ain't finished it,
 I'll use  same shit again, and when I make spinach dip, it'll be placed in the shit!
 You little shit, wanna' sit there  play innocent?
 A rat fell and hit me in K-Mart,  they witnessed it!
 Child support? Your  he ain't sent the shit!
 So what if he did? It's none of  dang business, kid!"
 
 My mom,  no one else quite like my mom.
  know I should let bygones be bygones,
 but she's the reason why I am high on what  high on.
 
 'Cuz my mom loved Valium and lots of 
 That's why I  like I am --'cuz I'm like her.
 Because my mom loved  and lots a' drugs.
 That's why I'm on what I'm on  I'm my mom.
 
 My  loved Valium. Now, what I am is a party animal.
 I am what I am, but  strong to the finish wit' me Valium spinach.
 But my bars only last about  minutes!
 But  don't want to swallow it without chewin' it.
 I  even write a rhyme without you in it, my Valium, my Val-i-um. Oh!
 
 Man, I  thought that I could ever be a drug addict.
 --"nah, fuck that, I can't have it happen to me!" but that's 
 what has ended up happenin' in a tragedy fuckin' passin'  up back to me.
 And it's probably where I got acquainted with  taste, ain't it?
 Pharmaceuticals are the  Mom! Beautiful!
  killed the fuckin' dope with the medicine she done fed it.
 Feed it a fuckin' aspirin  say that it has a headache.
 "Here, wanna' snack?  hungry, you fuckin' brat?
 Look at that! It's a Xanax! Take it and take  nap! Eat it!"
 But I don't  it!
 "Well fuck it,  break it up!
 Take  little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan up!"
 Alright, Ma, you win! I don't  like arguin'!
  do it --pop and gobble it, start wobblin',
 stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, trip,  I fall in bed
 with  of meds and a Heath Ledger bobble head!
 
 My  loved Valium and lots of drugs.
  why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her.
 Because my mom loved Valium and lots a' 
 That's why I'm on what  on --'cuz I'm my mom.
 
 My  I'm just like her!
 
  mom, my mom, my mom (x3)
  mom, my mama
 [in an Eric Cartman voice:] My mama, I ain't  this no more.
 
 Heh, sorry mom! I sill love you,  [kiss sound]
 
  Dre 2010!
 
 [in a mocking tone:] Man this shit is hella' hard, homie! Man, take  on outta' here...
 
 Oh!