Eminem feat. B.o.B. - Things Get Worse 2011 | Текст песни

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• Eminem feat. B.o.B.
• Things Get Worse 2011

(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