Eminem - Baby (Bonus-track) | Текст песни

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[Verse 1]
One thousand different houses and Münchausen
I'mma make you wanna punch out some fucking one, ouch
What the fuck'd you hit me for
Scream life as I punch counter
And bunches out of anger
I once encountered a stranger in a dumb gown
Black hood with a scythe, shit I laughed in his face spit
Bitch gave me an extra life, like take this
Now get your ass back in that game, bitch
Don't take shit for granted and don't take shit, give it
Only bull you should take is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and Mighty Thor
I everlast, pen is mightier than sword
Finish writing then record, replenish keep writing more
Nothing's riding on it but your pride
That's all you're fighting for
So you fight, scratch, you claw, backs to wall
No one was there to catch you fall
You pick yourself back up, you dust your jacket off
You grab your balls, like they're gargantuan
And ask yourself how fucking bad you want it
Pull out your pass for whooping ass
And flash it on 'em, nobody's gonna back you in the corner, you're a hornet
No one's more ignorant then you fucking four in the morning
You're at the laboratory, storming like there's nothing that's more important
MC's you better consider this a formal warning, you're in for it
Girl, what would you do if I said your body was off the chain
And I told you I smile every single time I saw your face
I ain't finished bitch, I meant in half, oil the blades
Nobody wants to play, they say I'm a spoiled little baby, but

[Hook]
Nobody puts baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cause that baby gets mad
And gets to throwing a tantrum, he'll fuckin' flip on ya

[Verse 2]
What goes through an addict's brain? Besides static pain
And Big Daddy Kane, break, beats and words, an erratic train
Of thought like splatter paint, scatter brain yeah
Maybe that explains why you're back but you don't rap the same
And you're looking way thinner cause your hunger got you lookin'
Like they took away dinner, Sugar Ray Leonard
Wouldn't sugar coat a fucking booger though
Just to wipe that bitch on a hooker's coat
When you say you're a *Jugga, what? Jugga*
Now fling that bitch from your fingertips
I hope it lands on another rap singers lips who can't think of shit
Anything of with that's interesting to spit
Who's king of this fucking English lit?
Let your middle fingers flip on each hand, whilst extending this shit
How low can you go, lower then Chuck D ho
Hear the bass of this in my voice, Rocky's back, where's my Adrian
Nobody's crazy as Shady in an eighty million mile radius
I'm what Tom Brady is to the Patriots of rap, not a man, I'm a weapon
Who just happened to be a rapper who just happen to be on the crapper
When it happened I had an epiphany in the bathroom
I'd never be the same after, now I'm back with an apper-
-tite for destruction the fuckin' recipe for disaster
So let's eat cause I'm famished, every deed is a dastardly one
Evil it's past it, even you asking for me to be po-
-lite to people is like me having my teeth pulled

[Hook]
Nobody puts baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cause that baby gets mad
And gets to throwing a tantrum, he'll fuckin' flip on ya

[Verse 3]

[Hook]
Nobody puts baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cause that baby gets mad
And gets to throwing a tantrum, he'll fuckin' flip on ya

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