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| Yo...Slim Shady! Yo...I'll fuckin...I'll I'll puke eat it and freak you battle? I'm too weeded to speak to The only key that I see to defeat you would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you and force feed you them both and on each feet is a cleat shoe I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse you'll think I pulled the fucking ground out from underneath you (bitch!) I aint a fucking G im a cannibal, I aint trying to shoot you, Im tryna chop u into little pieces and eat you Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass and have u with open gashes strapped to a soaking matress coke and acid, black magic cloaks and daggers fuck the planet till it spins on a broken axis I'm so bananas im showing up to your open casket to fill it with explosive gasses and close it back with a match lit in it and just hope it catches blow you to fragments, laugh roll you and smoke the ashes CHORUS I see a light at the end but every time i take a step it gets dim tell me is this hell we're living in if so heavens gotta be better but if we're hell bound whatever lets go down Am i the worse because i never go to church i run a red light and sideswipe a herse ima drink until my liver rot, see the doc leave the ER then hit the bar for a liquor shot till the liver spot one day we all gon' die and when i die im gonna be so high that ima get up and walk leaving the concrete bare with the chalk outline still there i smoke till i choke and i sex a lot i got a cross on a chain but its just a rock now if i pray every night do i still have to hold my tray very tight? do you feel me god? i done so much shit while on earth im smoke, i drink and to make matters worse i bust my gun first and then i chat with your corpse since way back i was never one to like back talk see me at the pearly gates in line wearing a nordface nickel nine at my waist god done lost faith angels greet me but i dont reply back just show me to my quaters, and oh yeah, where's thai at? Chorus maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still remains final battle fight analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso call me a lost soul with a vest on my torso and of course, yo ya'll know i aint no stranger to danger like christ in a manger feel a whole range of my anger i breathe down sh*t so hard you can see sound and beat down these rap clowns like three rounds my pen bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger tie your wife to the back of a black jag and i drag her ten blocks untie the b*tch then i bag her give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager my sh*t goes as dark and as deep as a train in a tunnel my flows spill like using the wrong end of a funnel every day i grow more older and more colder fly you to Colorado roll you over with a boulder i know you want to retaliate but you dont dare cuz u f*ckin with some niggas like this who just dont care Chorus x 2 but every time i take a step it gets dim tell me is this hell we're livin in? haha times up..you lose! |
| Artist: Eminem Song Name:Hellbound Album: Off the Wall Year: 1997 Frances Rating: 9/10 |