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("Rap God" by Eminem) 00:00
♪ Look ♪ 00:01
♪ I was gonna go easy on you ♪ 00:02
♪ And not to hurt your feelings ♪ 00:03
♪ But I'm only going to get this one chance ♪ 00:04
♪ Six minutes ♪ 00:08
♪ Something's wrong, I can feel it ♪ 00:09
♪ Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on ♪ 00:11
♪ Just a feeling I've got ♪ 00:12
♪ Like something's about to happen ♪ 00:14
♪ But I don't know what ♪ 00:16
♪ If that means what I think it means ♪ 00:18
♪ We're in trouble, big trouble ♪ 00:19
♪ And if he is as bananas as you say ♪ 00:21
♪ I'm not taking any chances ♪ 00:23
♪ You were just what the doc ordered ♪ 00:24
♪ I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God ♪ 00:26
♪ All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod ♪ 00:29
♪ Now who thinks their arms are long enough ♪ 00:32
♪ To slap box, slap box? ♪ 00:33
♪ They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot ♪ 00:35
♪ But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes ♪ 00:38
♪ I got a laptop in my back pocket ♪ 00:40
♪ My pen'll go off when I half-cock it ♪ 00:42
♪ Got a fat knot from that rap profit ♪ 00:43
♪ Made a living and a killing off it ♪ 00:45
♪ Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office ♪ 00:46
♪ With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack ♪ 00:48
♪ I'm an MC still as honest ♪ 00:50
♪ But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables ♪ 00:51
♪ Killaholic ♪ 00:53
♪ Kill 'em all with ♪ 00:54
♪ This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop ♪ 00:55
♪ You don't really wanna get into a pissing match ♪ 00:57
♪ With this rappidy brat ♪ 00:58
♪ Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac ♪ 00:59
♪ Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yac ♪ 01:01
♪ And at the exact same time, I attempt these ♪ 01:02
♪ Lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that ♪ 01:03
♪ I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table ♪ 01:05
♪ Over the back of a couple of faggots ♪ 01:06
♪ And crack it in half ♪ 01:07
♪ Only realized it was ironic, I was signed to ♪ 01:08
♪ Aftermath after the fact ♪ 01:10
♪ How could I not blow? ♪ 01:11
♪ All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack ♪ 01:13
♪ Rappers are havin' a rough time period, here's a maxipad ♪ 01:14
♪ It's actually disastrously bad for the wack ♪ 01:16
♪ While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as ♪ 01:19
♪ 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God ♪ 01:21
♪ All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod ♪ 01:24
♪ Now who thinks their arms are long enough ♪ 01:27
♪ To slap box, slap box? ♪ 01:28
♪ Let me show you maintainin' this shit ♪ 01:30
♪ Ain't that hard, that hard ♪ 01:32
♪ Everybody wants the key and the secret ♪ 01:34
♪ To rap immortality like I have got ♪ 01:35
♪ Well, to be truthful the blueprint's ♪ 01:37
♪ Simply rage and youthful exuberance ♪ 01:38
♪ Everybody loves to root for a nuisance ♪ 01:39
♪ Hit the earth like an asteroid ♪ 01:41
♪ Did nothing but shoot for the moon since ♪ 01:42
♪ Pew! ♪ 01:44
♪ MCs get taken to school with this music ♪ 01:45
♪ 'Cause I use it as a vehicle to "bus the rhyme" ♪ 01:46
♪ Now I lead a new school full of students ♪ 01:48
♪ Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac ♪ 01:49
♪ N.W.A., Cube, hey Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you ♪ 01:52
♪ They got Slim inspired enough to one day grow up ♪ 01:55
♪ Blow up and be in a position ♪ 01:57
♪ To meet Run-DMC and induct them into the ♪ 01:59
♪ Motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame ♪ 02:01
♪ Even though I'll walk in the church ♪ 02:03
♪ And burst in a ball of flames ♪ 02:04
♪ Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in ♪ 02:05
♪ Is the alcohol of fame ♪ 02:07
♪ On the wall of shame ♪ 02:08
♪ You fags think it's all a game ♪ 02:10
♪ 'Til I walk a flock of flames ♪ 02:11
♪ Off of a plank and ♪ 02:13
♪ Tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'? ♪ 02:14
♪ Little gay-lookin' boy ♪ 02:16
♪ So gay I can barely say it ♪ 02:17
♪ With a straight face, lookin' boy (Ha!) ♪ 02:18
♪ You witnessing a mass-occur) ♪ 02:19
♪ Like you're watching a church gathering ♪ 02:20
♪ Take place, lookin' boy ♪ 02:21
♪ "Oy vey, that boy's gay!" ♪ 02:23
♪ That's all they say, lookin' boy ♪ 02:24
♪ You get a thumbs up, pat on the back ♪ 02:26
♪ And a "way to go" from your label everyday, lookin' boy ♪ 02:27
♪ Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy? ♪ 02:29
♪ I got a "hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy ♪ 02:30
♪ I'ma work for everything I have ♪ 02:32
♪ Never asked nobody for shit ♪ 02:33
♪ Get outta my face, lookin' boy ♪ 02:34
♪ Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable ♪ 02:36
♪ Or keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy ♪ 02:37
♪ 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God ♪ 02:39
♪ All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod ♪ 02:42
♪ The way I'm racin' around the track ♪ 02:45
♪ Call me NASCAR, NASCAR ♪ 02:46
♪ Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God ♪ 02:48
♪ Kneel before General Zod ♪ 02:51
♪ This planet's Krypton ♪ 02:52
♪ No, Asgard, Asgard ♪ 02:53
♪ So you be Thor and I'll be Odin ♪ 02:55
♪ You rodent, I'm omnipotent ♪ 02:57
♪ Let off then I'm reloadin' ♪ 02:58
♪ Immediately with these bombs I'm totin' ♪ 03:00
♪ And I should not be woken ♪ 03:01
♪ I'm the walking' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head ♪ 03:03
♪ A zombie floatin' ♪ 03:05
♪ But I got your mom deep-throatin' ♪ 03:06
♪ I'm out my Ramen noodle ♪ 03:08
♪ We have nothin' in common, poodle ♪ 03:09
♪ Poodle, I'm a doberman ♪ 03:11
♪ Pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil ♪ 03:12
♪ It's me, my honesty's brutal ♪ 03:14
♪ But it's honestly futile ♪ 03:17
♪ If I don't utilize what I do though ♪ 03:18
♪ For good at least once in a while ♪ 03:20
♪ So I wanna make sure somewhere in this ♪ 03:21
♪ Chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes to ♪ 03:23
♪ Maybe to try to help get some people through tough times ♪ 03:25
♪ But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case ♪ 03:27
♪ 'Cause even you unsigned ♪ 03:29
♪ Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime ♪ 03:31
♪ I know there was a time where once I ♪ 03:33
♪ Was king of the underground ♪ 03:34
♪ But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind ♪ 03:36
♪ So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine ♪ 03:38
♪ Appeal with the skin color of mine ♪ 03:40
♪ You get too big and here they come tryin' to ♪ 03:41
♪ Censor you like that one line ♪ 03:43
♪ I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP1 when I ♪ 03:45
♪ Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine ♪ 03:47
♪ Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a 9 ♪ 03:50
♪ See if I get away with it ♪ 03:53
♪ Now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm ♪ 03:55
♪ Morphin' into an immortal, comin' through the portal ♪ 03:56
♪ You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though ♪ 03:59
♪ And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for ♪ 04:01
♪ You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows ♪ 04:04
♪ You write normal? Fuck being normal ♪ 04:06
♪ And I just bought a new raygun from the future ♪ 04:08
♪ Just to come and shoot ya ♪ 04:10
♪ Like when Fabolous made Ray J mad ♪ 04:11
♪ 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad ♪ 04:13
♪ Singin' to a man while he played piano ♪ 04:14
♪ Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special ♪ 04:16
♪ On the cable channel ♪ 04:18
♪ So Ray J went straight to the radio station ♪ 04:19
♪ The very next day ♪ 04:21
♪ "Hey, Fab, I'ma kill you!" ♪ 04:22
♪ Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed ♪ 04:23
♪ J.J. Fad ♪ 04:25
♪ Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human ♪ 04:26
♪ What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman ♪ 04:28
♪ Innovative and I'm made of rubber ♪ 04:29
♪ So that anything you say is ricochetin' ♪ 04:30
♪ Off of me and it'll glue to you and ♪ 04:31
♪ I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating ♪ 04:33
♪ How to give a motherfuckin' audience ♪ 04:34
♪ A feeling like it's levitating, never fading ♪ 04:36
♪ And I know that the haters are forever waiting ♪ 04:37
♪ For the day that they can say I fell off ♪ 04:38
♪ They'll be celebrating ♪ 04:39
♪ 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated ♪ 04:40
♪ I make elevating music, you make elevator music ♪ 04:42
♪ "Oh, he's too mainstream." ♪ 04:43
♪ Well, that's what they do when they get jealous ♪ 04:45
♪ They confuse it ♪ 04:45
♪ "It's not hip hop, it's pop" ♪ 04:46
♪ 'Cause I found a hella way to fuse it ♪ 04:48
♪ With rock, shock rap with Doc ♪ 04:49
♪ Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it ♪ 04:50
♪ "I don't know how to make songs like that" ♪ 04:52
♪ "I don't know what words to use" ♪ 04:53
♪ Let me know when it occurs to you ♪ 04:55
♪ While I'm rippin' any one of these verses ♪ 04:56
♪ That verses you ♪ 04:57
♪ It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you ♪ 04:58
♪ How many verses I gotta murder to ♪ 05:00
♪ Prove that if you were half as nice ♪ 05:01
♪ Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?! ♪ 05:03
♪ Ugh, school flunkie, pill junkie ♪ 05:04
♪ But look at the accolades these skills brung me ♪ 05:07
♪ Full of myself, but still hungry ♪ 05:09
♪ I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to ♪ 05:11
♪ And I'm a million leagues above you ♪ 05:14
♪ Ill when I speak in tongues ♪ 05:16
♪ But it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you ♪ 05:18
♪ I'm drunk, so Satan, take the fucking wheel ♪ 05:19
♪ I'ma sleep in the front seat ♪ 05:21
♪ Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, still "Chunky, but funky" ♪ 05:23
♪ But in my head there's something ♪ 05:26
♪ I can feel tugging and struggling ♪ 05:27
♪ Angels fight with devils and ♪ 05:29
♪ Here's what they want from me ♪ 05:31
♪ They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate ♪ 05:33
♪ But if you take into consideration ♪ 05:35
♪ The bitter hatred I have ♪ 05:36
♪ Then you may be a little patient ♪ 05:37
♪ And more sympathetic to the situation ♪ 05:38
♪ And understand the discrimination ♪ 05:40
♪ But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons? ♪ 05:42
♪ Make lemonade then! ♪ 05:43
♪ But if I can't batter the women ♪ 05:45
♪ How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?! ♪ 05:46
♪ Don't mistake him for Satan ♪ 05:48
♪ It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas ♪ 05:50
♪ And take a vacation to trip a broad ♪ 05:51
♪ And make her fall on her face and ♪ 05:53
♪ Don't be a retard ♪ 05:55
♪ Be a king? Think not ♪ 05:56
♪ Why be a king when you can be a God? ♪ 05:57

Rap God

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Eminem
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MMLP2
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[English]

("Rap God" by Eminem)

♪ Look ♪

♪ I was gonna go easy on you ♪

♪ And not to hurt your feelings ♪

♪ But I'm only going to get this one chance ♪

♪ Six minutes ♪

♪ Something's wrong, I can feel it ♪

♪ Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on ♪

♪ Just a feeling I've got ♪

♪ Like something's about to happen ♪

♪ But I don't know what ♪

♪ If that means what I think it means ♪

♪ We're in trouble, big trouble ♪

♪ And if he is as bananas as you say ♪

♪ I'm not taking any chances ♪

♪ You were just what the doc ordered ♪

♪ I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God ♪

♪ All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod ♪

♪ Now who thinks their arms are long enough ♪

♪ To slap box, slap box? ♪

♪ They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot ♪

♪ But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes ♪

♪ I got a laptop in my back pocket ♪

♪ My pen'll go off when I half-cock it ♪

♪ Got a fat knot from that rap profit ♪

♪ Made a living and a killing off it ♪

♪ Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office ♪

♪ With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack ♪

♪ I'm an MC still as honest ♪

♪ But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables ♪

♪ Killaholic ♪

♪ Kill 'em all with ♪

♪ This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop ♪

♪ You don't really wanna get into a pissing match ♪

♪ With this rappidy brat ♪

♪ Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac ♪

♪ Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yac ♪

♪ And at the exact same time, I attempt these ♪

♪ Lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that ♪

♪ I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table ♪

♪ Over the back of a couple of faggots ♪

♪ And crack it in half ♪

♪ Only realized it was ironic, I was signed to ♪

♪ Aftermath after the fact ♪

♪ How could I not blow? ♪

♪ All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack ♪

♪ Rappers are havin' a rough time period, here's a maxipad ♪

♪ It's actually disastrously bad for the wack ♪

♪ While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God ♪

♪ All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod ♪

♪ Now who thinks their arms are long enough ♪

♪ To slap box, slap box? ♪

♪ Let me show you maintainin' this shit ♪

♪ Ain't that hard, that hard ♪

♪ Everybody wants the key and the secret ♪

♪ To rap immortality like I have got ♪

♪ Well, to be truthful the blueprint's ♪

♪ Simply rage and youthful exuberance ♪

♪ Everybody loves to root for a nuisance ♪

♪ Hit the earth like an asteroid ♪

♪ Did nothing but shoot for the moon since ♪

♪ Pew! ♪

♪ MCs get taken to school with this music ♪

♪ 'Cause I use it as a vehicle to "bus the rhyme" ♪

♪ Now I lead a new school full of students ♪

♪ Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac ♪

♪ N.W.A., Cube, hey Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you ♪

♪ They got Slim inspired enough to one day grow up ♪

♪ Blow up and be in a position ♪

♪ To meet Run-DMC and induct them into the ♪

♪ Motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame ♪

♪ Even though I'll walk in the church ♪

♪ And burst in a ball of flames ♪

♪ Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in ♪

♪ Is the alcohol of fame ♪

♪ On the wall of shame ♪

♪ You fags think it's all a game ♪

♪ 'Til I walk a flock of flames ♪

♪ Off of a plank and ♪

♪ Tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'? ♪

♪ Little gay-lookin' boy ♪

♪ So gay I can barely say it ♪

♪ With a straight face, lookin' boy (Ha!) ♪

♪ You witnessing a mass-occur) ♪

♪ Like you're watching a church gathering ♪

♪ Take place, lookin' boy ♪

♪ "Oy vey, that boy's gay!" ♪

♪ That's all they say, lookin' boy ♪

♪ You get a thumbs up, pat on the back ♪

♪ And a "way to go" from your label everyday, lookin' boy ♪

♪ Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy? ♪

♪ I got a "hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy ♪

♪ I'ma work for everything I have ♪

♪ Never asked nobody for shit ♪

♪ Get outta my face, lookin' boy ♪

♪ Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable ♪

♪ Or keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God ♪

♪ All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod ♪

♪ The way I'm racin' around the track ♪

♪ Call me NASCAR, NASCAR ♪

♪ Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God ♪

♪ Kneel before General Zod ♪

♪ This planet's Krypton ♪

♪ No, Asgard, Asgard ♪

♪ So you be Thor and I'll be Odin ♪

♪ You rodent, I'm omnipotent ♪

♪ Let off then I'm reloadin' ♪

♪ Immediately with these bombs I'm totin' ♪

♪ And I should not be woken ♪

♪ I'm the walking' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head ♪

♪ A zombie floatin' ♪

♪ But I got your mom deep-throatin' ♪

♪ I'm out my Ramen noodle ♪

♪ We have nothin' in common, poodle ♪

♪ Poodle, I'm a doberman ♪

♪ Pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil ♪

♪ It's me, my honesty's brutal ♪

♪ But it's honestly futile ♪

♪ If I don't utilize what I do though ♪

♪ For good at least once in a while ♪

♪ So I wanna make sure somewhere in this ♪

♪ Chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes to ♪

♪ Maybe to try to help get some people through tough times ♪

♪ But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case ♪

♪ 'Cause even you unsigned ♪

♪ Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime ♪

♪ I know there was a time where once I ♪

♪ Was king of the underground ♪

♪ But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind ♪

♪ So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine ♪

♪ Appeal with the skin color of mine ♪

♪ You get too big and here they come tryin' to ♪

♪ Censor you like that one line ♪

♪ I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP1 when I ♪

♪ Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine ♪

♪ Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a 9 ♪

♪ See if I get away with it ♪

♪ Now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm ♪

♪ Morphin' into an immortal, comin' through the portal ♪

♪ You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though ♪

♪ And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for ♪

♪ You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows ♪

♪ You write normal? Fuck being normal ♪

♪ And I just bought a new raygun from the future ♪

♪ Just to come and shoot ya ♪

♪ Like when Fabolous made Ray J mad ♪

♪ 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad ♪

♪ Singin' to a man while he played piano ♪

♪ Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special ♪

♪ On the cable channel ♪

♪ So Ray J went straight to the radio station ♪

♪ The very next day ♪

♪ "Hey, Fab, I'ma kill you!" ♪

♪ Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed ♪

♪ J.J. Fad ♪

♪ Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human ♪

♪ What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman ♪

♪ Innovative and I'm made of rubber ♪

♪ So that anything you say is ricochetin' ♪

♪ Off of me and it'll glue to you and ♪

♪ I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating ♪

♪ How to give a motherfuckin' audience ♪

♪ A feeling like it's levitating, never fading ♪

♪ And I know that the haters are forever waiting ♪

♪ For the day that they can say I fell off ♪

♪ They'll be celebrating ♪

♪ 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated ♪

♪ I make elevating music, you make elevator music ♪

♪ "Oh, he's too mainstream." ♪

♪ Well, that's what they do when they get jealous ♪

♪ They confuse it ♪

♪ "It's not hip hop, it's pop" ♪

♪ 'Cause I found a hella way to fuse it ♪

♪ With rock, shock rap with Doc ♪

♪ Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it ♪

♪ "I don't know how to make songs like that" ♪

♪ "I don't know what words to use" ♪

♪ Let me know when it occurs to you ♪

♪ While I'm rippin' any one of these verses ♪

♪ That verses you ♪

♪ It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you ♪

♪ How many verses I gotta murder to ♪

♪ Prove that if you were half as nice ♪

♪ Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?! ♪

♪ Ugh, school flunkie, pill junkie ♪

♪ But look at the accolades these skills brung me ♪

♪ Full of myself, but still hungry ♪

♪ I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to ♪

♪ And I'm a million leagues above you ♪

♪ Ill when I speak in tongues ♪

♪ But it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you ♪

♪ I'm drunk, so Satan, take the fucking wheel ♪

♪ I'ma sleep in the front seat ♪

♪ Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, still "Chunky, but funky" ♪

♪ But in my head there's something ♪

♪ I can feel tugging and struggling ♪

♪ Angels fight with devils and ♪

♪ Here's what they want from me ♪

♪ They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate ♪

♪ But if you take into consideration ♪

♪ The bitter hatred I have ♪

♪ Then you may be a little patient ♪

♪ And more sympathetic to the situation ♪

♪ And understand the discrimination ♪

♪ But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons? ♪

♪ Make lemonade then! ♪

♪ But if I can't batter the women ♪

♪ How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?! ♪

♪ Don't mistake him for Satan ♪

♪ It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas ♪

♪ And take a vacation to trip a broad ♪

♪ And make her fall on her face and ♪

♪ Don't be a retard ♪

♪ Be a king? Think not ♪

♪ Why be a king when you can be a God? ♪

Từ vựng có trong bài hát này:

Từ vựng Nghĩa

feel

/fiːl/

A1
  • verb
  • - cảm thấy, cảm nhận

think

/θɪŋk/

A1
  • verb
  • - nghĩ, suy nghĩ

rap

/ræp/

A2
  • verb
  • - đọc rap
  • noun
  • - nhạc rap

call

/kɔːl/

A1
  • verb
  • - gọi, đặt tên

pocket

/ˈpɒkɪt/

A2
  • noun
  • - túi quần

kill

/kɪl/

B1
  • verb
  • - giết

break

/breɪk/

A2
  • verb
  • - làm vỡ, phá vỡ

attack

/əˈtæk/

B1
  • noun
  • - cuộc tấn công
  • verb
  • - tấn công

secret

/ˈsiːkrət/

B1
  • noun
  • - bí mật

rage

/reɪdʒ/

B2
  • noun
  • - cơn thịnh nộ

school

/skuːl/

A1
  • noun
  • - trường học

flames

/fleɪmz/

B1
  • noun
  • - ngọn lửa

lyrics

/ˈlɪrɪks/

B2
  • noun
  • - lời bài hát

speed

/spiːd/

A2
  • noun
  • - tốc độ

jealous

/ˈdʒeləs/

B1
  • adjective
  • - ghen tị

sacrifice

/ˈsækrɪfaɪs/

C1
  • verb
  • - hy sinh

discrimination

/dɪˌskrɪmɪˈneɪʃən/

C1
  • noun
  • - sự phân biệt đối xử

immortal

/ɪˈmɔːrtl/

C1
  • adjective
  • - bất tử

Ngữ pháp:

  • I was gonna go easy on you

    ➔ 'gonna' (going to) - thì tương lai đơn giản không trang trọng

    ➔ 'Gonna' là một dạng rút gọn thông tục của "going to", được sử dụng để diễn tả ý định hoặc kế hoạch trong tương lai. Ở đây, nó có nghĩa là "Tôi đã định sẽ nhẹ tay với bạn."

  • Now who thinks their arms are long enough To slap box, slap box?

    ➔ Câu nghi vấn với mệnh đề quan hệ (who thinks), động từ nguyên mẫu chỉ mục đích (to slap box)

    ➔ Câu hỏi được đặt ra bằng "who" và bao gồm một mệnh đề quan hệ "who thinks their arms are long enough". Cụm động từ nguyên mẫu "to slap box" giải thích mục đích của việc có cánh tay dài.

  • But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes

    ➔ Cụm động từ nguyên mẫu làm chủ ngữ (for me to rap), động từ khuyết thiếu (must)

    "For me to rap like a computer" là một cụm động từ nguyên mẫu đóng vai trò là chủ ngữ của câu. "Must" diễn tả mức độ chắc chắn cao hoặc kết luận logic.

  • Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack

    ➔ Mệnh đề thời gian với "ever since", hiện tại phân từ (feeling)

    "Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office" chỉ ra một khoảng thời gian từ quá khứ đến hiện tại. "Feeling" được sử dụng như một hiện tại phân từ mô tả hành động của Monica Lewinsky.

  • I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots And crack it in half

    ➔ Thì tương lai tiếp diễn với "will be able to", cụm giới từ ("Over the back of")

    "Will be able to" diễn tả khả năng trong tương lai. Cụm giới từ "Over the back of" chỉ vị trí nơi chiếc bàn sẽ bị đập.

  • Let me show you maintainin' this shit Ain't that hard, that hard

    ➔ Động từ mệnh lệnh (Let), dạng rút gọn "Ain't" (is not)

    "Let me show you" là một câu mệnh lệnh được sử dụng để đưa ra yêu cầu hoặc đề nghị. "Ain't" là một dạng rút gọn không chuẩn của "is not" hoặc "are not", thường thấy trong văn nói không trang trọng.

  • But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind

    ➔ So sánh (like I'm), thức giả định (if I were)

    ➔ Cụm từ "like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind" là một phép so sánh, so sánh phong cách rap của người nói với phong cách của Pharoahe Monch. Mặc dù không hiện diện rõ ràng, thức giả định được ngụ ý vì nó mô tả một tình huống giả định.

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