you can shout out your guards
you can argue in your yard
you can force all the cards
but I won't back down
oh no I wont back down
oh no
[Verse 1 - Eminem:]
Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels
girl I'm too for real
lose your tooth and nails
try to battle it, try to refuse it
stupid you will feel
what I do, I do it well
shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
half a breath left on my dying bed
screaming F that yeah super ill
baby what the deal
we can chill, split half a lozenge and a happy meal
fuck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and tread on the receipt before I pick the bill
listen garden tool don't take me present you to my power tool
you love the fucking drill
how you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable?
summers eve Massengill
shady's got the mass appeal baby crank the shit
cause it's your God-damn jam
you say that you wish your punchlines a little more compact
well shawty I'm that man
these other cats aint metaphorically where I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
settle ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat man
get it calm batman?
nah, aint nobody whose as turkey and as nuts
lines are like mum's cat scans
cause they fucking dope, bananas
hunny I applaude that ass
swear to God man these mobs can't dance
ma show `em how it's done
spazz like a God Damn Tas, yeah
[Chorus - Pink]
[Verse 2 - Eminem:]
Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the draws playin' with a etch-a-sketch
betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking at your door
people hit the floors
yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced
girl forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with
Chris's paws like you pissed him off
talented with the tongue muthafucker
you aint gotta lick in yours
hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
makin' cash registers shit their draws
think you spit the raw
I'm an uncooked slab of beef
laying on your kitchen floor
otherwords I'm off the center rack
bring the get back
bring me two extension chords
I'mma measure my dick shit I need 6 inches more
fuck my dicks big bitch
want I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig
you're addicted I'm dope
I'm the longest needle around here
need a fix up I'm the big shot
get it dicks nuts
your just small boats little pricks
girl you believe that other pricks hot
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
`fore I sit back and let `em get hot
better address the cops on `em quick fast
shady's right back on your bitch ass
white trash with a half of six pack in his hatchback
trailer hitched attached to the back (dispatch)
[Chorus - Pink]
[Verse 3 - Eminem:]
Bitch am I the ground that your boyfriend stopped rapping
does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps
and smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped around him like
you do when I get through, I'd like you to remind yourself
of what the love I can do when I'm on the mic
or your the variety of girl that I can select a liking to
psych I'm spiking you wish a football
been this way since I've stood a foot tall
you're a good match with a shitty spouse
got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
gimme good brain
watch the wood grain, don't need no cum stain
bitch you listening tryna' turn me down
slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up
are you insane tryna talk over me in the car
shut the bed up while my shits playin'
I'ma shit stain on the underwear of life
what's the saying? where's thunder there's lightning
and they say that it never strikes twice in the sami place
then how the know have I been hit six times
in 3 different locations
on four separate occasions?
and you can bet your stanking ass
that I've come to break everything in my path
fork was in the route took the psychopath
poison ivy wouldn't let me thinking rash
so hit the dance floor cutie while I do my obligation on this microphone
shake your booty shawty I'm the shit
why you think Proof used to address me Doody
[Chorus - Pink]
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