Текст песни Eminem - Off The Wall
Eminem - Off The Wall слова песни
[Eminem]
I`m almost as famous as fat bald men
Decided to write songs to teach Mouseketeers to sing
I stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty years of bad luck [crash]
Causing terror to Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled in his pants
Gotta have it, I hold Tylenol in his hands
Til it melts in his fuckin palms and dissolves in his glands
[So who is it?] The fool who visit the playground
Wit two biscuits to lay down the school district
Get pistol whipped wit a Mauseburg
Wit a pistol grip and fed pitbulls shit
Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits
If I get too rich, I just get sued
[Redman]
Yo, I leave wit no injure, after I blow four in ya
One handstand on top of yo` ninja
Crash it, [ERRRR] Doc stir the madness
Til y`all outta work like Tony Atlas
Walkin, cans in the laundry basket
America`s most with the army after us
Fuck flossin, we take what`s yours
A low fifteen like a ace in four
I`m outta work, but Doc laid them off
[Shit, the power`s out] The tape is off
Yo, you targeted from arsonists
Papermate pens filled wit arsenic
I got hoes that don`t know what Prada is
Doc could shape up, touch your barber miss
Betty you wit a bloody blade
I turn rap camps into Crystal Lake
Fuck bitches face is what I`ma do
Cuz that what Withe boy Tano do
[Eminem]
So how is everybody doin tonight?
Hope you`re in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight
Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y`all don`t wanna bump to this... Off the Wall!!
[Redman]
Yo, so how is everybody feelin tonight?
Hope you`re in the mood to get rude and ill in a fight
Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don`t wanna bump... Off the Wall!!
[Eminem]
No matter what people say
I`m gon keep rappin this way
No matter what you may think
I`m gon keep doin my thing
[Redman]
Yo, you could buy Jaz spittin`, hospital, son admit it
Rip your lips off, kiss my ass wit it
Slap bitches, got Marshall Maths [printin]
Weed, X, and the acid tabs did it
I was happenin wit no rerun
Doc rob the neuro when the heat come
My barrel hang out the Camaro
Aimed at the nose of them hoes it`s hard to breathe from
Flash the gat, your town, bogardin`
Yo` wallet, your chain the main target
Beef is like cold engine, don`t start it
Bust in the air and hit a airplane pilot
We clowned you, rap surround sounds around you
From ten speed and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, cock the M & M
Blood flows with 2Pacalypse