Eminem [untitled] Lyrics
sponsored linksNah man
Not quite finished yet
Girl I think,
You just might'a tried to pull a muh'****ing fast one, I'm mad
You just hurt my goddamn feeling, and that was the last one I had
Does this look like an arcade? Tryna play games?
See this saw blade? See the silhouette of a stalker
In your walk-way? Better co-operate
Or get saute'd and rotisseried while you're hog-tied
M-C's get so quiet you can hear a muh'****ing dog whistle while I walk by
'Colt Seavers' on a mule, stuntin' on that *** like the ****ing Fall Guy
I don't gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it like a Mogwai
Cause it will turn into a Gremlin and run over kids, women and men
Vrinn-vrinn! Motor's so big you can fit a midget in his engine
*****, give me them digits while you're cringin'
Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin
While I spin spin even ten cents on you, since when
Do you think it's gonna cost me a pretty penny?
****, if I think a penny's pretty
Just imagine how beautiful a quarter is to me
Eenie meenie miney mo, catch an Eskimo by his toe
While he's trying to roll a snowball but,
Don't make him lose his cool
If he hollers better let him go y'all
Now here we go go go!
Get up! Baby get a move on,
Like a U-Haul
You can rack your brain like pool balls
You will never think of this ****
Yeah, honey you called?
Well here I come, Havoc on the beat, I reek it
Evil I see, hear and speak it
Lady put your money on Shady
**** that other weak ****
Put your eggs in the same basket
You can count every muh'****ing chicken fore' it hatches
Cause, you can bet your *** that we gone get it crackin'
Like a Kraken and Titans when they're clashin'
Get your brains bashed in so bad
You gone have Kurt Kobain askin'
To autograph a bloodstained napkin
I'm fashionable and 'bout as rational
As a rash on a ***'s *******
Now let's take that line, run it up the flag pole with Elton
See if he's cool with it
Don't stand there and look stupid at me *****
I ain't in the mood for this ****
Get my ****, Google it till it pops up
Y'all are so **********ing full of **** that you're stopped up
Me I'm always shitting diarrhea of the mouth
Till your speakers crap out, "Ohp, What?"
Girl you got a hot butt like a lit cigarette "Chik-Chigarette"
But you won't get a hot butt Sundae from me
So do not strut my way, slut! Because
Here we go go go
And now that I got your panties in a bunch
And your bowels in an uproar
I'm a show you why I Kang Xi
Stop asking me what the **** for
Now look you little slut, ****, whore know you want more,
*****es tell I put the Mat back into Mathers
Cause I'm a ****ing problem, Run boy!
Every flow got it mastered
So every last word that you ****ing fags heard
Comes straight from the fishes ***, Yeah
In other words I'm a Bass turd!
Looking at me like I killed Kenny
Gassing the tank near steal plenty
No morals are instilled in me
So remorse I really don't feel any
Eat your heart out, Hannibal
Understandable why you're jealous, ****ing animal
I got cannibal magnetism, cant resist him now, can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't understand your flow.
Understand my flow?
***** I flow like Troy Palumalu's hair, boy.
Don't you dare try to follow or compare, boy.
I'm raw, you ain't even medium rare
Stay the **** outta my hair, boy!
You can look, you can stare and point
But you can't touch since you're queer boy.
I don't get it man, is there a void
All this weak ****, what am I steroids?
Well ***** I'm back with some **** for that ***
And your trunk, Elephant hemorrhoids
And remember boys
Here we go go go
Thank you for coming out
Hope you enjoyed the show
Till next time
Written by: John Madara, David White, Marshall Mathers, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Michael Crawford
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group