(Chorus - Eminem) There's no need to say shit You already know The question is just how far will this go? How far will he take it And when will he stop? "Shady man, i done told you once homie to ease up!" But you just won't listen will you, nah, guess not, You just cant can you, man i can't stand you, you're rotten What ya plottin' for us? Man when are you gonna let up? I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better!
(Verse 1 - Eminem) Holy Toledo, its Angelina Jolie amigo! She told me "Yo Shady, just hand your penis to me; i deep throat" And Brad if you try to stand between us then we gon' see bro Who was her fantasy, i dont mean to damage your ego You faggots wanna rassle I shove a fucking jar of vaseline up inside your asshole And rope it shut with a lasso Couple of crushed Lexapro broken up with a capsule of Paxil Just in case i aint dope enough with the raps though Coke is cut with tobacco, smoke it up, then go wacko This is what happens when you mix a coconut with tobasco "Shady let go, the hoe has been choked enough, let her ass go!" Not 'til Jessica Simpson lets go of the tuna casserole! 'cause I used to love her hooters, now Carmen Electra's cuter Strap an extension cord to her arm and electrocute her I'm off my fucking meds but i'm on an electric scooter I might just scoot by and shoot my mom in the neck with rugers Spit in Jason's face while i vomit on Freddy Krueger They can't even get Jeffrey Dahmer to pet the cougar Now ima get the rectal thermometer, get the lubri- -cation and get the patient some darvocet to chew, 'cause
(Chorus - Eminem) There's no need to say shit You already know The question is just how far will this go? How far will he take it And when will he stop? (B.O.B) B.O.B i told you once homie to ease up (jeez!) There's no need to say shit You already know The question is just how far will this go? Cuz i will never lay down, and i will never let up (Eminem) I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better!
(verse 2 - B.O.B) With the soul of the shaman, I lead the beat and vomit Like a bulimic woman, with an uneasy stomach I pass by people on the street they seem like sleeping zombies Stiffer than a therapeutic pair of jeans you run in So can you hear me coming? Eminem, this beat is absolutely disgusting It's probably got diseases on it! I'm just being honest, I can see the comments, I can see the evolution as we creep up on it I put that music in your veins like a needle junkie Shit i just do this for the haters, I don't need the money I'm diarrhea on the track, so it needs plunging Somebody please tell these girls to release my undies (let go!) Nobody really understands my language I find it complicated just to hold a conversation But still i got a whole lot of patience Sitting back, watching Earth, from my space station
(Chorus - Eminem) So there's no need to say shit You already know The question is just how far will this go? How far will he take it And when will he stop? "Shady man, i done told you once homie to ease up!" But you just won't listen will you, nah, guess not, You just can't can you, man i can't stand you, you're rotten What ya plottin' for us? Man when are you gonna let up? I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better!
(Verse 3 - Eminem) Oh my Gosh, i put Natasha Bedingfield in the washer Watch her go from rinse to the spin cycle It's like i got you hypnotised and i forgot you My God, you're psychologically fucked, Michael'd like an apology, what? Tell that psycho to stick a Tyco truck and a white tricycle up his butt And glue the seat of his bicycle to his nuts! I'm as cold as a motherfucking icicle, i'm a nut I aint nothing nice, man, i like to pull knives and i like to cut The poster addict for post-traumatic stress, I guess this is the most dramatic i've been in a while This is the closest that it's, come to the Marshall Mathers I can hear 'em start to gather I dont paint the portrait of the picture perfect Partridge family This aint your orphan Annie, no, this is more uncanny Kick down Dakota Fanning's front door while the whore was tanning (He can't say whore!) Of course he can, man, he just saw her fanny Then murdered her while he danced around the room and wore her panties
(Chorus - Eminem) There's no need to say shit You already know The question is just how far will this go? How far will he take it And when will he stop? "Shady man, i done told you once homie to ease up!" But you just won't listen will you, nah, guess not, You just cant can you, man i can't stand you, you're rotten What ya plottin' for us? Man when are you gonna let up? I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
