I just touched down,
Ferrari to concrete
I ain't even home and they're talking about me shit out my ear if you talkin' 'bout freedom nigger
Free don't pay the bills
Im ballin' all out, b!
You rappers don 't know me
Nah I ain't your homie
If your name aint
Em, Ferrari or
TonyI like my wheel chromey
My Bentley my
RollyMy Magnum my forty
South Jamaica shawtythese losses
I took in the gut yothe work 's still here,
I'm just cooking it up slow
Clear my mind, you whippin ' the truck loadmy
I'll be pimpin' on some hoe
Still eating lobster and shrimp in the
BungalowI'm back like crack over the drumroll
You know, wherever
I go the gun go
We on the grind (hey) all the time (hey) ain't bout to let a bitch come and snatch mine
I keep a nine, you see the shine
I might just let your ass slide this time
While I get this paper, paper
While I get this paper, paper
Cause I'm a celebrity (I don 't need none of y 'all)
Ghetto celebrity(Keep your punk-ass awards)
I'm a celebrity (Take your fake smile off)
Ghetto celebrityaint nothing changed nigger
Porche Panameraplatinum hammer through themetalwreck the booth up,
I'm too toughthat inner city grammerstep your jewels up, they bruised up
I'm tryna snap a picture through your
Maserati glass …there are enough insults in my headto fill up a swear jarand have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't dare startyou 'll never see me again,
Amelia Earhart
I'm past grinding for me, guess
I just be grounded up like ground round or a pound of chuck, tightly wound as **** till the fire marshalls come shut
Fire marshall ground 'em up
I aint playing this time,
I told you
I 'm not down for blunts to say
I keep it 100 would probably sound redundant like calling a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to suck and blowing your dick cock, is she up to scew and down to ****, it's a man's
World and
I'm trapped in a land of smutwith a thousand sluts wrapped with muzzlesrunning through a house of mutsotherwords
I'm shutting up everyone one of you bitches mouth 's up and
I'm watching my language if
I tell you to kiss my ****ing butt and ain't shit changed, my shit still don't stink player, my farts may have become staler ever since
I became a trailer park celebritymaybe my complexion became a little palerposter job for white trash,
I'm a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in your bitch means
I 'ma rape her, all
I got for these hoes is **** duck tape and a stapler so bitch you better look for table scraps to scrape her
I don't subscribe to the news or the free press but homie
I get the paper!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:05.40]I just touched down,
[00:08.25]Ferrari to concrete
[00:10.11]I ain't even home and they're talking about me shit out my ear if you talkin' 'bout freedom nigger
[00:15.63]Free don't pay the bills
[00:16.77]Im ballin' all out, b!
[00:18.36]You rappers don 't know me
[00:19.71]Nah I ain't your homie
[00:21.36]If your name aint
[00:22.38]Em, Ferrari or
[00:23.37]TonyI like my wheel chromey
[00:25.32]My Bentley my
[00:26.25]RollyMy Magnum my forty
[00:28.23]South Jamaica shawtythese losses
[00:30.90]I took in the gut yothe work 's still here,
[00:33.57]I'm just cooking it up slow
[00:35.61]Clear my mind, you whippin ' the truck loadmy
[00:42.00]I'll be pimpin' on some hoe
[00:43.74]Still eating lobster and shrimp in the
[00:45.63]BungalowI'm back like crack over the drumroll
[00:49.35]You know, wherever
[00:50.61]I go the gun go [Akon - Chorus]
[00:51.93]We on the grind (hey) all the time (hey) ain't bout to let a bitch come and snatch mine
[00:57.51]I keep a nine, you see the shine
[01:00.27]I might just let your ass slide this time
[01:02.58]While I get this paper, paper
[01:08.19]While I get this paper, paper
[01:14.04]Cause I'm a celebrity (I don 't need none of y 'all)
[01:17.04]Ghetto celebrity(Keep your punk-ass awards)
[01:19.80]I'm a celebrity (Take your fake smile off)
[01:22.71]Ghetto celebrityaint nothing changed nigger [Lloyd Banks ]
[01:28.98]Porche Panameraplatinum hammer through themetalwreck the booth up,
[01:32.43]I'm too toughthat inner city grammerstep your jewels up, they bruised up
[02:08.37]I'm tryna snap a picture through your
[02:09.96]Maserati glass [Chorus ] [Eminem]…there are enough insults in my headto fill up a swear jarand have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't dare startyou 'll never see me again,
[02:53.04]Amelia Earhart
[02:57.21]I'm past grinding for me, guess
[02:58.80]I just be grounded up like ground round or a pound of chuck, tightly wound as **** till the fire marshalls come shut
[03:04.14]Fire marshall ground 'em up
[03:08.55]I aint playing this time,
[03:09.81]I told you
[03:10.35]I 'm not down for blunts to say
[03:11.55]I keep it 100 would probably sound redundant like calling a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to suck and blowing your dick cock, is she up to scew and down to ****, it's a man's
[03:20.28]World and
[03:20.70]I'm trapped in a land of smutwith a thousand sluts wrapped with muzzlesrunning through a house of mutsotherwords
[03:25.74]I'm shutting up everyone one of you bitches mouth 's up and
[03:28.02]I'm watching my language if
[03:29.13]I tell you to kiss my ****ing butt and ain't shit changed, my shit still don't stink player, my farts may have become staler ever since
[03:35.07]I became a trailer park celebritymaybe my complexion became a little palerposter job for white trash,
[03:40.05]I'm a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in your bitch means
[03:43.77]I 'ma rape her, all
[03:44.82]I got for these hoes is **** duck tape and a stapler so bitch you better look for table scraps to scrape her
[03:49.53]I don't subscribe to the news or the free press but homie
[03:51.96]I get the paper!
I just touched down,
Ferrari to concrete
I ain't even home and they're talking about me shit out my ear if you talkin' 'bout freedom nigger
Free don't pay the bills
Im ballin' all out, b!
You rappers don 't know me
Nah I ain't your homie
If your name aint
Em, Ferrari or
TonyI like my wheel chromey
My Bentley my
RollyMy Magnum my forty
South Jamaica shawtythese losses
I took in the gut yothe work 's still here,
I'm just cooking it up slow
Clear my mind, you whippin ' the truck loadmy
I'll be pimpin' on some hoe
Still eating lobster and shrimp in the
BungalowI'm back like crack over the drumroll
You know, wherever
I go the gun go
We on the grind (hey) all the time (hey) ain't bout to let a bitch come and snatch mine
I keep a nine, you see the shine
I might just let your ass slide this time
While I get this paper, paper
While I get this paper, paper
Cause I'm a celebrity (I don 't need none of y 'all)
Ghetto celebrity(Keep your punk-ass awards)
I'm a celebrity (Take your fake smile off)
Ghetto celebrityaint nothing changed nigger
Porche Panameraplatinum hammer through themetalwreck the booth up,
I'm too toughthat inner city grammerstep your jewels up, they bruised up
I'm tryna snap a picture through your
Maserati glass …there are enough insults in my headto fill up a swear jarand have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't dare startyou 'll never see me again,
Amelia Earhart
I'm past grinding for me, guess
I just be grounded up like ground round or a pound of chuck, tightly wound as **** till the fire marshalls come shut
Fire marshall ground 'em up
I aint playing this time,
I told you
I 'm not down for blunts to say
I keep it 100 would probably sound redundant like calling a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to suck and blowing your dick cock, is she up to scew and down to ****, it's a man's
World and
I'm trapped in a land of smutwith a thousand sluts wrapped with muzzlesrunning through a house of mutsotherwords
I'm shutting up everyone one of you bitches mouth 's up and
I'm watching my language if
I tell you to kiss my ****ing butt and ain't shit changed, my shit still don't stink player, my farts may have become staler ever since
I became a trailer park celebritymaybe my complexion became a little palerposter job for white trash,
I'm a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in your bitch means
I 'ma rape her, all
I got for these hoes is **** duck tape and a stapler so bitch you better look for table scraps to scrape her
I don't subscribe to the news or the free press but homie
I get the paper!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:05.40]I just touched down,
[00:08.25]Ferrari to concrete
[00:10.11]I ain't even home and they're talking about me shit out my ear if you talkin' 'bout freedom nigger
[00:15.63]Free don't pay the bills
[00:16.77]Im ballin' all out, b!
[00:18.36]You rappers don 't know me
[00:19.71]Nah I ain't your homie
[00:21.36]If your name aint
[00:22.38]Em, Ferrari or
[00:23.37]TonyI like my wheel chromey
[00:25.32]My Bentley my
[00:26.25]RollyMy Magnum my forty
[00:28.23]South Jamaica shawtythese losses
[00:30.90]I took in the gut yothe work 's still here,
[00:33.57]I'm just cooking it up slow
[00:35.61]Clear my mind, you whippin ' the truck loadmy
[00:42.00]I'll be pimpin' on some hoe
[00:43.74]Still eating lobster and shrimp in the
[00:45.63]BungalowI'm back like crack over the drumroll
[00:49.35]You know, wherever
[00:50.61]I go the gun go [Akon - Chorus]
[00:51.93]We on the grind (hey) all the time (hey) ain't bout to let a bitch come and snatch mine
[00:57.51]I keep a nine, you see the shine
[01:00.27]I might just let your ass slide this time
[01:02.58]While I get this paper, paper
[01:08.19]While I get this paper, paper
[01:14.04]Cause I'm a celebrity (I don 't need none of y 'all)
[01:17.04]Ghetto celebrity(Keep your punk-ass awards)
[01:19.80]I'm a celebrity (Take your fake smile off)
[01:22.71]Ghetto celebrityaint nothing changed nigger [Lloyd Banks ]
[01:28.98]Porche Panameraplatinum hammer through themetalwreck the booth up,
[01:32.43]I'm too toughthat inner city grammerstep your jewels up, they bruised up
[02:08.37]I'm tryna snap a picture through your
[02:09.96]Maserati glass [Chorus ] [Eminem]…there are enough insults in my headto fill up a swear jarand have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't dare startyou 'll never see me again,
[02:53.04]Amelia Earhart
[02:57.21]I'm past grinding for me, guess
[02:58.80]I just be grounded up like ground round or a pound of chuck, tightly wound as **** till the fire marshalls come shut
[03:04.14]Fire marshall ground 'em up
[03:08.55]I aint playing this time,
[03:09.81]I told you
[03:10.35]I 'm not down for blunts to say
[03:11.55]I keep it 100 would probably sound redundant like calling a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to suck and blowing your dick cock, is she up to scew and down to ****, it's a man's
[03:20.28]World and
[03:20.70]I'm trapped in a land of smutwith a thousand sluts wrapped with muzzlesrunning through a house of mutsotherwords
[03:25.74]I'm shutting up everyone one of you bitches mouth 's up and
[03:28.02]I'm watching my language if
[03:29.13]I tell you to kiss my ****ing butt and ain't shit changed, my shit still don't stink player, my farts may have become staler ever since
[03:35.07]I became a trailer park celebritymaybe my complexion became a little palerposter job for white trash,
[03:40.05]I'm a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in your bitch means
[03:43.77]I 'ma rape her, all
[03:44.82]I got for these hoes is **** duck tape and a stapler so bitch you better look for table scraps to scrape her
[03:49.53]I don't subscribe to the news or the free press but homie
[03:51.96]I get the paper!
Shady, Aftermath
There she goes shaking that ass on the floor
Bumpin and grindin that pole
The way she's grindin that pole
I think I'm losing control
...
When you're breaking it down keep breaking it down
This is what it sounds like when I'm breaking it down
Yeah I'm breaking it down
Man this is what it...
Slim Shady
I keep my tube socks filled
And punch a b***h in the nose til her whole face explodes
There's three things I hate
Girls, women, and b*****...
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd)
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd) Mic check, one-two
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd) Who would've knew?
(I neve...
Yeah, Bad and Evil is (BACK)
We bout to get into a tale of gunner that details the dungeon.
Just as the pale moon illuminates the hail, I'm thundering...
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill
Mentally ill from Amityville (He's)
Accidentally kill your family still (He'll)
Thinkin' he w...
10, 9, 8 - Eminem （埃米纳姆）
Written by：Eminem
10987654321
Ready or not here we come here comes trouble in the club
111213pistols big as m16's
How the ***...