Eminem]
Translation
So you can suck
my dick if you don't like, my shit
Cause I was high
when I wrote this so suck, my dick - ha ha!
Two pills I pop,
'til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood
in his mid-twenties
A young ass man
with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
so the rats can't
chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy
at night, fightin with bright lightning
Frightened with
five little white Vicadin pills bitin him
I'm like a fuckin
wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin the fuck
outta everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle
and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at
the blade and stab you with the fuckin handle
So when you find
yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin
[Swifty] Bitch
it's too late
[Eminem] Cause
once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains
[Swifty]
I'm an instigator,
.380 slug penetrator
Degradin, creatin
murders to kill haters
Accused for every
crime known through the equator
They knew I did
it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my 'gators
My weed'll hit
yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an'
I'm a black grenade
that'll blow up in yo' face {*BLAM*}
With a fifth in
me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
You never hear
me say, "Forgive me"
I'm snatchin every
penny - it gotta be that way nigga, face it
That weed I sold
to you, Brigade laced it
You hidin, I make
the president get a facelift
Niggaz just afraid,
handin me they bracelets
Chillin in the
lab wasted
I'm the type that'll
drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic
Your life is ruined,
you get socked right on site
And even at the
Million Man March, we gon' fight
Chorus: Eminem
So you can suck
my dick if you don't like, my shit
Cause I was high
when I wrote this so suck, my dick
Cause I don't
give a fuck if you don't like, my shit
Cause I was high
when I wrote this so suck, my dick
[Bizarre]
I'm a compulsive
liar, settin my preacher on fire
Slashin your tires,
flyin down Fenkel and Meyers
Plates expired,
soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin my dick
off in a bed of barbed wire
(Hey, is Bizarre
performing?) Bitch didn't you read the flyer?
Special invited
guest will be, Richard Pryor
(Aren't you a
male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired
Fuckin your bitch
in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm
on an acid trip
My DJ's in a coma
for lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*}
Lettin the record
skip.. {*needle pops*}
Lettin the record
skip.. {*needle pops*} (Damn!)
{*DJ reverses
the record and scratches it back on beat*}
I'm fuckin anything
when I'm snortin
It's gonna cost
300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
{*dog whines*}
Some bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a
whore, spit beer in her face and laughed
I drop bombs like
I was in Vietnam
All bitches is
hoes, even my stinkin ass mom
[Kuniva]
Aiyyo flashback,
two feets, two deep up in that ass crack
Weed laced with
somethin {*gun cocks*} nigga pass that
In Amsterdam we
only hang out with hash rats
At a 'Stop the
Violence' rally, I blast gats
Be your mom on
publishin, get your ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, divide
up your cash stack
Want your motherfuckin
pockets, ASAP
I don't need a
platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's
Born loser, half
theif and half black
Bring your boys
and your guns and get laughed at
Bitch smacker,
rich rappers get their Jag jacked
and found chopped
up in a trash bag
[Proof]
We stranglin rappers
until the point they can't yell
cause they crew
is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales
Reckless, come
from behind and snatch your necklace
Gruesome, and
causin more violence than nine hoodlums
I grapple your
adam's apple until it crackle
Run right past
you, turn around, grab you and stab you
Get executed,
cuz I'm a "Luni"
I got a "Yukmouth"
and it's polluted
I cock it back
then shoot it
I love snatchin
up players thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household,
even the young toddlers
Brigade barricade
to bring the noise
While the bullets
break your bones up like Christmas toys
If I go solo,
I'm doin a song with Bolo
A big Chinese
nigga, screamin "Kuniva yo yo.."
I leave ya face
leakin, run up in church
and smack the
preacher while he's preachin
Take a swing at
the deacon
[Kon Artis]
I used to tell
cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight
'til I got caught sellin em shake
I'm ignorant,
with the intent to snatch your rent
I got kicked out
of summer camp for havin sex in my tent
with the superintendent's
daughter, my brain's out of order
I've been a Kon
Artis since I was swimmin in water
In cahoots with
this nigga named Fall Out Von
Who got fired
from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!)
I signed to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer,
get dropped, take the advancement and run
Driveby you in
the rain while you carry your son
Call your house
and hang up on you for not givin me none
Born straight
up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a reputation
for havin niggaz runnin they funds
Used to be the
type of nigga that was foldin some one's
'til I met your
fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough
Chorus
[Eminem]
Haha.. suck my
motherfuckin dick
D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin
Dozen
Nasty like a stank
slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands
Bizarre kid
Swifty McVeigh
The Kon Artis
The Kuniva
Dirty Harry
Haha, and Slim
Shady..
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