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主歌 A1
Ill *** On u
Eminem
(Miscellaneous Lyrics)
[Eminem - 4x]
主歌 A2
Ill *** On You
Da da, da da, da da
Ill *** On You
I will *** On You
主歌 A3
Ill *** On You
Girl you know its true
Ill *** On You
*** or man
主歌 A4
Ill *** On You
I will *** On You
I remain fatter than gluttony
Taping bombs to the back of record companies
主歌 A5
Blow them up if they aint want me
The National Guard, they scared to hunt me
I love beef; I got you hoes duckin me
A drug thief, *** Ill take your marijuana
主歌 A6
These slugs with keep your ass away from my corner
I drown ***s in hundred degree saunas
You can act a fool if you wanna (***)
Its this lyrical piranha
Strapped with a grenade, in the pool with your mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin up like a condom
Slap it if you ***ers got a problem
When I see them, you hoes ending up in a ***in mausoleum
Or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM
Pull in the garage while you screamin
Keep the motor on then Im leaving (Ill *** On You!)
Ill *** on you!
Chorus: Eminem
I will *** on you I dont care who you are
(Ill *** On You!)
I dont give a *** about you or your car
(Ill *** On You!)
*** your house, *** your jewelry and *** your watch
(Ill *** On You!)
*** your wife, *** your kids, *** your family
(Ill *** On You!)
Im a alcoholic with the ***ing toilet
Pass the hot dogs (Bizarre arent you Islamic?)
*** shut your ***ing mouth
Ima keep eating till Richard Simmons comes to my house
with a chain saw to cut me out
Ill *** your wife
I had sex since I met her
Im to busy ***ing, your 12 year old baby sitter
And all women aint ***
Only good for cooking, cleaning
and sucking dick and thats it (I said it)
I was responsible for killing John Candy
I got Jonbenet Ramsey in my Ninety Eight Camry
I dont give a *** who you are
Ill *** on anybody
Truly yours the idiotic Bizarre
My adolescent years werent *** till what I do now
I never grew up I was born grown, and grew down
The older I get, the dumber the ***, I get in
The more ignorant, the incident, is I fit in
Ignoring the *** how boring it gets
When theres no one to hit
I dont know when to quit throwing a fit
I know Im a bit flaky but they make me
Its they who raised me and say the can take me
Its they who legs I brake and make achy
Its they who mistake me and make me so angry
(Ill *** On You!) Ill spit on you
Start pissing and do the opposite on you
You werent listening, I said Ill cop a squat on you
Start spilling my guts like chicken cordon blew and
Straight *** like Notorious B.I.G. did to that ***
on his skit on his last album
Pull my pants down and..
Chorus
Is Richard Pryor still alive?
If not Im sicker than he was prior to him dying (what?)
Born brainless, this steel aint stainless
Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it
*** bring it, these ***s that I hang with
Will hang you up *** by your ankles dangling
My need I stay strangling
I dont need your help
If you gon give me the ***
Ill un-loosen my belt (Ill *** On You!)
Ill punch your daddy not, your moms kinda cock
Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks
Buck fifty cross your neck
Floss your teck, Ill beat you with it across your chest
Its only right I jack your car keys and run
Spent all of my ad cements on weed and guns
For fun, when Im drunk
Ill run a truck through the weed house
Jump out and beat your peeps down worst than Steve Stout
Put you in chokeholds I learned last week
From the Police man who caught me stealing weed from his jeep
(Hey, hey, hey!)
I see hoes biting, yall dont wanna brawl
Thats like D-Bo fightin Peablo Bryson (Ill *** On You)
So what you hollering and yelling about
Ill reach in your mouth and pull your ***ing skeleton out
***s get hit with a two piece, "Bling Bling"
With a poisonous sting
Im such a violent thing
Once I get on two, hits of X
My disk slips and disconnects
Till I walk around this *** with a twisted neck
But still *** on the first *** who disrespects
(Cmon, Ill *** On You!)
Over reaction is my only reaction
Which only sets off a chain reaction
and puts five more zainiac than maniacs in action
A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten
Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters
and spilling liters of blood like swimming pools
Shiesty individuals shoot at ***es too {*Bullets spray*}
A lot of people say misoginistic which is true
I cant deny it matter of fact I stand by it
So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot
If you dont wanna get stampeded then stand quiet
Boy girl dog woman man child
Ill *** On You! ***
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