Eminem - Tim Westwood Freestyle 2010 | Текст песни

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[Verse 3: Eminem]
I'm like a White Michael - Vick
Psycho enough to stick
Michael J. Fox in a microwave with a Rott
I might make a little Alizé with a side of NyQuil
And ride a motorcycle bike right through the side of my high school
Satan's disciple with a sniper rifle and a knife and a white diaper
Liable to shit on you while I snipe you
So dope he gets off opiates
What an appropriate
Way to start off his day
He may just smart off to Dre
He may be hard to contain
Cause his rage is so hard to gauge
See Hannibal ate his face
And met Jason, gnawed off his leg
Amazing hard-on for razors and blades and anything sharp
Even poisonous darts
It all plays a major part of his game
Holy water won't ward him off
Crucifixes won't do the trick
He's so sick, it's ridiculous
Sawed the crazy part off his brain
He's still insane
Why's there bloodstains on his carpet, mane
There's some crazy shit going on in Shady's apartment again

[Verse 6: Eminem]
Newsflash, I'm still trashed
Them pills should'a killed my ass
But they didn't
They just made me stronger
It's like they rebuilt my ass
Like the Six Million Dollar Man after the crash
It's Aftermath, bitch and my milk glass is still half-empty
Yeah tempt me
Hell isn't enough
They need to invent somewhere new to send me
As sick as I'm getting
They'll stick me in a conventional oven
With a rotisserie setting and won't even notice me sweating
Shit, I done made a verse, said some foul shit
Tryna go back fix it
Fucked around and just made it worse
Yeah, I'm back
Looking no worse for wear
Got these haters mad enough to rip off their hair and start punching the air
Panties so in a bunch that they can't function
It's Shady and Royce
Fuck yeah, what a dysfunctional pair
So stop acting like a punk, get a pair
Take a pill and fall the fuck out
Spill ya lunch in the chair

[Verse 9: Eminem]
I'll do a hundred-yard dash just to slash Kim Kardash' in the ass
With a shard of glass from Nick Hogan's car crash
You may look like the passenger for that, don't be a smartass
Yeah, laugh while you sit there thinkin' that the hard part passed
You ain't seen pain 'til Leatherface flips, mayne
I'll cut ya fucking balls off homie
My saw's off the chain
I chopped the bitch in half with it, sawed off her legs
And the top half of the torso fucking crawled off insane
I ain't seen shit like that since I went to Mike Jack's
Took the Elephant Man's skull
Fucked it, and put it right back
Handed my dick to Bubbles while he sucked it and licked my nut sack
Gave him a reach-around while I fucked him right in his butt crack
Nah I ain't takin' it back faggot, fuck that
I give a fuck about nothin'
So here's where you fucked up at
Don't go touchin' that can, man
You don't wanna open up that
Wait a min, ah, shit...Alchemist, cut that