Eminem - Get You Mad - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro] Yo mic-check Testing 1, 2...fuck My dick My nuts [Verse 1] My attitude is worse than NWA's was I'll battle you over stupid shit and diss people Who ain't have shit to do with it like Cool J does (my tattoo) You see me standin' outside of your building Screaming, "Puffy is good, but Slim Shady is for the children" I look at my life in a new light, fuck it Give me two mics, I write songs for me Fuck what you like You probably hear me rap half-hearted Cause I don't like rap anyway I'm just tryna get my porno career started Every place and event, been there, done that Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he went Want a deal, study these five chapters: Lesson One: throw demos as hard as you can at signed rappers Lesson Two: face em and diss 'em Don't give em a demo; kidnap 'em And make em come to your basement and listen Lesson Three: get a job at a label Switch demos with Canibus and put yours on the owner's table Lesson Four: know you heard this before Hey let me get your number I'll call you tomorrow, for sure Don't act like a fan, you wanna get signed Get the whitest A&R you can find Pull him aside and rap as whack as you can Lesson Five: get a hook-up at Jive Dress up like I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live And that's the key, but when you see me on the street I ain't giving you shit, bitch, don't even bother asking me Toilet water splashes me right in the ass when I'm spitting Cause I'm always shitting when I'm rapping like Master P (UNNNGGGGH) Got a blowjob from Paula Jones And stuffed it so far in her mouth My balls broke both of her collarbones Told Mya this shit was all about me-ah Gave Alyssa Milano syphilis, mono and gonorrhea And all three of my main girls said see-ya Cause Brandy and Monica walked in and caught me fucking Aaliyah I splish-splash while I'm taking a bath Grab a handful of pills, break em in half, take em and laugh White trash, fucking your wife in the ass While you're out siphoning gas for your lawn mower to cut the grass [Hook] So if I hurt your self-esteem and you get dissed too bad You know I just be saying that to get you mad And when I rap about a buncha shit you wished you had (a big dick) You know I just be saying that to get you mad I can't listen to that song, that shit's too sad You know I just be saying that to get you mad He'll never make it, his wrist is slit too bad You know I just be saying that to get you mad [Verse 2] What a wonderful day, I should go outside and play Ain't no need to sit inside the house and hibernate Hi Renée, I was just about to toss a live grenade In your driveway and drive away Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS Blood dripping from it Ripping your stomach like a paper mâché You talk alotta shit but you was never ill though I'm sick enough to beat you to death with a feather pillow Tipped over some cows, just for a joke and a laugh Jumped up, choked a giraffe, snapped his neck and broke it in half Waging wars, went on stage and sprayed Cage with Agent Orange And wiped my ass with his page in Source The demon is here, steaming this year I rip [Mystikal's] voice box out and scream in his ear (AHHHHHH) It's not a gimmick bitch; it's an image, I live it Give a fuck, I don't know what a fuck is to give it Yeah I don't think this guy is well, I'm high as hell I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail I'll fucking, I'll fucking, lay your nuts on the dresser Just your nutsack by itself and bang them shits with a spiked bat Cut your neck off and sew your head right back and leave you like that You just triggered the prick who just mixed liquor Who's itching to leave you disfigured And stiffer than Chris-stiff-er Reeves I was teething with strep throat, while your mother was breastfeeding And gave her the flesh-eating disease I'm iller than takin' a hammer and beating your knees And walking through South Central L.A., bleeding in jeans (Am I a Blood or a Crip) Waking up the next day in breathing machines Flashing back to being shot and repeating the scenes On how you just got smoked And if you do live, you'll be too scared to tell it like a Biggie and Pac joke [Hook]
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