Eminem - 3 Verses Lyrics
Im the illest rapper to hold a cordlessPatrolling cornersLooking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quartersIm meaner in actionThan rosco beating james tarteenyer (? )And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachmentsI grew up in the wild hoodAs a hazardous youthWith a *****ed up childhoodThat I used as an excuseAnd aint shit changedBut kept the same mindstateSince the third time that I failed 9th gradeYou probably think that Im a negative person dont be so sure of itI dont promote violence I just encourage itI laugh at the sight of deathAs I fall down a cement flight of stepsAnd land inside a bed of spider websSo throw caution to the windYou and a friendCan jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it againShit, why not? blow your brain outIm blowing mine out***** it, you only live once you might as well die nowIts only fair to warnI was born with a set of hornsAnd metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cordWarlord of rap little bastard with a two by four boardThat smashed into your honda accordWith a 4 door fordBut a more toward (? ) droppin an accapellaThe choppa (? ) fellaThe mozarellaWorse than a hellacopta propellaGot you locked in the cellaWith your skeleton showingDeveloping anorexiaWhile Im standin next to yaEating a full course meal watching you starve to deathWith an iv in your veinsFeeding you liquid darvicetPumping you full of drugsPull the plugsOn the gunshot victims full of bullet slugsWho were picked up in an ambulanceAnd drivenTo receiving with the asses ripped outta they pantsAnd givenA less than 20 percent chanceOf livingHave a possible placementIts a hospital patientStoring the dead bodies in grandmas little basementDoctor kevorkian has arrivedTo perform an autopsy on you while you scream Im still alive!Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalpAnd pulling your adams apple out through your mouthBetter call the fire departmentIve hired a arsonTo set fire to carpetAnd burn up your entire apartmentIm a liar to start shit (? )Got your ***** wrapped around my dickSo tight you need a crobar to pry her apart witMet a retarded kid named greg with a wooden legSnatched it off and beat him over the *****ing head with the pegGo to bed with the keg wake up with the 40Mixed up with alka seltzer and formula 44d***** an acid tab Ill strap the whole sheet to my foreheadWait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor deadNo more said case closed end of discussionIm blowin up like spontaneous human combustionLeaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumasCross the bombas (? )We blowin up your house killing your parentsAnd coming back to get your foster mommasAnd Im as good at keeping a promise as nostradamusCause I aint making no more threatsIm doing drivebys in tinted corvettes on vietnam war vetsIm more or less sick in the headMaybe more cause I smoked crack (? )Today, yesterday, and the day before sabbathWalk the block with a labradorStrapit more corral for war than el salvadorFoul style galoreVerbal cow manureComing together like the eyebrow on al b. sure
