Eminem feat Skylar Grey - Asshole | Текст песни

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• Eminem feat Skylar Grey
• Asshole

[Verse 1]
Came to the world at a time when it was in need of a villain
An asshole, that role; think I succeed in fulfilling
But don't think I ever stopped to think I was speaking to children
Everything was happening so fast
It was like I blinked - sold three million
Then it all went blank, all I remember
Is feeling ridiculous cause I was getting sick
Of this feeling like I am always under attack man
I could have stacked my shit list to the ceiling
Women dish him but really thinking
If anyone ever talks to one of my little girls like this I would kill him
Guess I'm a little bit of a hypocrite
When I'm rippin' shit
But since when did this many people ever give a shit
What I had to say, it's just my opinion
If it contradicts how I'm living, put a dick in your rear end
That's why every time you mention a lyric, I thank you for it
For drawin' more attention toward it
Cause it gave me an enormous platform
I'm flattered you thought I was that important
But you can't ignore the fact that I fought for the respect
And battle for it, mad awards, had GLAAD annoyed
Attaboy, they told me to slow down, and I just zone out
Good luck trying to convince a blonde
That's like telling Gwen Stefan' that she sold out
Cause I was tryna leave, no doubt
In anyone's mind one day I'd go down
In history think they know now because

[Hook: Skylar Grey]
Everybody knows that you're just an asshole
Everywhere that you go, people wanna go, "oh everyone knows"
Everybody knows, so don't pretend to be nice
There's no place you can hide
You are just an asshole
Everyone knows, everyone knows

[Bridge]
Thanks for the support, asshole *scratch*
Thanks for the support, asshole

[Verse 2]
Quit actin' salty
I was countin' on you to count me out
Ask Asher Roth when he round-a-bout dissed me to shout me out
Thought I was history
But goddamn honkey, that compliment's like backhanding a donkey
Good way to get your ass socked in the mouth
Lay 'em off it, but what the fuck is all this thrash talking about
The fight was fixed, I'm back and you can't stop me
You knock me down, I went down for the count
I fell but the fans caught me, and now
You're gonna have to beat the fuckin' pants off me
To take my belt, word to Pacquiao
Momma said there ain't nothin' else to talk about
Gotta go in that ring and knock em out
Or you better not come out
It's poetry in motion, like Freddie Roach
When he's quoting Shakespeare
So what if the insults are revolting
Even Helen Keller knows life stinks
You think it's a joke til you're bullet riddled
But you should give little shit what I think
This whole world is a mess
Gotta have a goddamn vest on your chest, and a Glock
Just to go out watch Batman
Who needs a test of testicles, not that man
Half of you don't got the guts and intestinal blockage
Rest of you got lap bands stuck to this model
Before they put bath salts and all those water bottles in Colorado
So get lost, Waldo
My soul's escaping through this asshole that is gaping
A black hole that I'm swallowing this track whole
Better pack toilet paper, but I'm not taking no crap, ho
Here I go down the Bat pole
And I'm changing back into that old maniac in fact there it go
Trying to dip through the back door retreating cause everybody knows

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Holy mackerel, I'm the biggest jerk on the planet Earth
I'll smack a girl off the mechanical bull at a tractor pull
Thinkin' we have some magnetic pull
Then scream "ICP IN THIS BITCH, HOW DO FUCKIN MAGNETS WORK?"
Cause you're attractive, but we ain't attractable
Hate to be dramatical, but I'm not romantical
I'm makin' up words you can understandable, It's tragical
Thinking some ma