- Eminem right form E 歌詞
- Eminem
- I feel phenomenal as usual
Pharmaceuticals, glue sniffin pools of vomit at Bonnaroo
But I dont know if Im in Tennessee, Chicago, or Houston
In the corner tryin to seek solitude
Shallow but such a hollow dude
I wont even swallow solid food
Alcoholic too, plus Im on lean like the Tower of Pisa
Top it off Im on mushrooms so **** all of you
Roses are violet, mollies are blue
Lost in a ball of confusion
Its all an illusion
Its probably the shrooms Im on
Cause I think I started hallucinating
Cause I just thought I heard Jay Electronica and Odd Futures new ****
And all I could do was follow the music
And end up with Paula Abdul at Lollapalooza
Fillin water balloons with nail polish remover
Just to pop in a wallow in fumes
I feel uptight I gotta get looser
After I finish polishing off this bottle of booze I got a solution
Concentrated like orange juice so Im not as deluded
Cause all this delusion got me seein ** **
Excusez-moi but that hoochie that passed
You see her ass? Wouldnt make her my main squeeze
Butt juicier, ass it belongs in a juicer
Its mouth waterin too so I walked over to her like a Marshall
Wanna try to meet my standards? Ill introduce ya'
Oh Im a misogynist too but Im not a masseuse
But my attitude is rubbin off on the youth
Chronic abuser, and I dont mean a user of *********
I mean verbal assault that I use to smoke all of you losers
Got a bazooka, ashotgun, a ruger, a Glock, and a nuke
And a Rottweiler too, and Im not in the mood so
When I say Im bringing the TEC out
Im not coming to repair your **** ** electronic computers
God, Im gonna puke
Im so gone off the hookah
I think I swallowed a loofah
Im tore up, demolished, Im ****** stoned like Oliver
Like I looked Medusa in the eyeball to seduce her
The thoughts I produce are loony tunes
The box of reusable latex gloves and the socks and the shoes
That were placed next to Veronicas boobs
And the paycheck stubs that were stuffed in the glove box
In a blue Honda with used condoms were clues
The girl was just not the one suitable for him
Right for me, (that will) change me, rearrange my head to be
Just right for you and me, dont laugh, please listen, to me
Thought Id give in to the pressure
Collapse and crumble perhaps
Relapsing under that
Well thats a bunch of crap
In the clutch, Im the Captain Crunch of rap
And Im sick of acting humble, thats enough of that
**** that ****, cud the sack
Like its a natural reaction
Thats why Im actually trapped in this shoving match
Cause push keeps coming to that
I can keep getting my ass kicked and coming back
Like a sarcastic crumpled sack of * ***, still mad
Disgruntled, had some struggles, yeah
But that passion and hungers back
What a fantastic juggling act
And the way I flip my tongue on the track
Its like verbal acrobatics
But in fact
Last time I tried to pull off a dramatic stunt as drastic
I ****** crashed my hovercraft
After I strapped a duffel bag to my back
And stuffed a massive punchin bag in it
And an elastic bungee strap, rubber, plaster, a thumb tack
And a piece of plastic bubble wrap
Went spastic and ****** snapped
Jumped and splashed in a puddle of battery acid
Stumbled back, recovered, back flipped
And landed on a gymnastic tumble mat
And for my last trick, lunge on back
Latch on a NASA shuttle flap , ****** snap the rudder in half
Chuckled and laughed, utter my last rebuttal
And just as Im to come crashin
I grab my Go-Go-Gadget inflatable gigantic humongous mattress
And ceramic construction hat
Rub my magic mushroom tat
For luck then splat, get up from that
Face taped to a waste paper basket
Throw up then gasp, lungs collapsed
And thats more likely than finding someone thats
Right for me, (that will) change me, rearrange my head to be
Just right for you and me, dont laugh, please listen, to me
Couple of shots of J盲ger
Public intoxication, dis-******-combobulation
Flooded with thoughts of anger
While I was away I know probably some of you got to thinkin
'Youre top ten aint cha?' stop it, you ******* are talkin crazy
And stop interrupting youre not even up in that conversation
Whether youre punchin a clock or famous
Underground, pop, or nameless , whatever your job is
I give a**** whats your occupation
Youre thinkin just cause you came in with scrubs
And you brought the scalpel and sponge
The oxygen tank and the suction and shot the brain surgeon
Stuck in the operating room
Once you done swapped your name with him
Smuggled in Ronald Reagan
If you dug him up; Donald Fagen
While juggling waffles, bacon
A ****** McDonalds egg and cheese sausage bagel finagled it
Flung it across the table
Then bump it and knock it shake it
Jumped and got in the way then disrupted my concentration
I said **** it and lost my patience
They all woke up from sedation
Aint none of you Dr Dre
So then what is it got you thinkin
You can **** with this operation?
Aftermath, still running hip-hop amazing
Im still pluggin along
No need for an assumption
Heres confirmation
Im up for the long duration
Im just looking for something to walk away with
Some pocket change and a little integrity
Though Ill probably be jumpin across the stage
Til Im ****** Madonnas age and
Stuck in an awkward place in my life
But I *** * you not like Im plugged up with constipation
That day will come before I finally stumble upon some lady thats
Right for me, (that will) change me, rearrange my head to be
Just right for you and me, dont laugh, please listen, to me
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