作词 : Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers/Mike Strange 作曲 : Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers/Mike Strange One thousand different houses and munchausen I'mma make you wanna punch out some fvckin' one “ouch” What the fvck'd you hit me for? Scream life as I punch counter and bunches out of anger I once encountered a stranger In a dumb gown, black hood With a scythe **** I laughed in his face spit ***** gave me an extra life, like take this Now get your ass back in that game ***** don't take **** for granted And don't take ****, give it! Only bull you should take is by the horns A mixture of Whitey Ford and mighty Thor I Everlast, pen is mightier than sword Finish writing then record Replenish keep writing more Nothing's riding on it but your privates are you're fighting for So you fight, scratch, you claw Backs to wall No one was there to catch you fall You pick yourself back up, you dust your jacket off You grab your balls, like they're gargantuan and Ask yourself how fvcking bad you want it Pull out your pants, whoop your ass and flash it on em' Nobodies gonna back you in the corner Throw a hornet No one's more ig-norant then you fvckin' four in the morning you're at the laboratory, storming Like there's nothing that's more important MC's you better consider this a formal warning, you're in for it Girl, what would you do if I said your body was off the chain? And I told you I smile every single time I saw your face I ain't finished ***** I meant in half, oil the blades Nobody wants to play They say I'm a spoiled little baby
But Nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cus that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum He'll fvcking flip on ya
Cus' nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya Cus that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum He'll fvcking flip on ya
What goes through an addict's brain? Besides static pain and big daddy kane Break, beats and words An erratic train of thought Like splatter paint Scatter brain Yeah maybe why that explains Why you're back but you don't rap the same And you're looking way thinner Because your hunger got you looking like They took away dinner Sugar ray leonard wouldn't sugar coat a fvcking booger though Just to wipe that ***** on a hooker's coat When you say you're a chooka what chooka what
Now fling that ***** from your fingertips I hope it lands on another rap singers lips Who can't think of **** Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit Whose king of this fvcking English Lit? Let your middle fingers flip On each hand, whilst extending this **** How low can you go? Lower then Chuck D ho Hear the bass of this in my voice Rocky's back, where's my Adrian? Nobodies crazy as shady in an eighty million mile radius I'm what Tom Brady is to the patriots of rap Not a man, I'm a weapon Who just happened to be a rapper Who just happen to be on the crapper When it happened I had an epiphany In the bathroom, I'd never be the same after Now I'm back with an apper-tite For destruction the fvcking recipe for disaster
So let's eat cos' I'm famished Every deed is a dastardly one Evil its past it Even you asking for me to be pulled Like to people Is like me having my teeth pulled Nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cus that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum He'll fvcking flip on ya
Cus' nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cus that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum He'll fvcking flip on ya So step inside of dimension The demented side of a mind That's like the inside of an engine While I multiply your undivided attention But be reminded that if I didn't mention I lose my mind and my temper You'll be the first one Who finds him offensive Got him climbing the fences Lost some time to addiction But look up rhyme in the dictio-nary I'm in the picture Eminem is the synonym for it I'm an enigma Fvck it let's get to the meat, balls I'm gonna skip the veg and potatoes Edgamacater, they are **** legends are madea Spit treachreous data **** that you would say to your worst enemy This wretchedness is What you get when you mix Treach with a Jada And combine em' with Method Man and Redman Whit meth-amphetamines in his left hand And in his right there's a sledge-hammer And pajamas, standing in front of a webcam Beating himself in the head, til Russell let's him off dead jam Maybe I need my head examined Hannibal Lecter with a dead lamb Hanging from his ceiling dripping with a bed pan I need meds! Swear to god cus' If I go off the edge T.I ain't talking me off a ledge man Heart throb at a fart, ah nah More like a smart slob, part blob That'll stab you with a sharp ob-ject To the heart and leave claw marks All over the Wal-Mart walls
Little baby with large balls Fvck mud slinging, I'm blood flinging There's nothing on this fvcking earth better then being King of the playground I hate the swings but I love being the underdog Cos when I'm pushed I end up swinging up Nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cus that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum He'll fvcking flip on ya
Cus' nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cus that baby get's mad And get's to throwing a tantrum He'll fvcking flip on ya
[00:00.000] 作词 : Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers/Mike Strange [00:01.000] 作曲 : Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers/Mike Strange [00:04.500]One thousand different houses and munchausen [00:06.660]I'mma make you wanna punch out some fvckin' one “ouch” [00:09.400]What the fvck'd you hit me for? [00:10.590]Scream life as I punch counter and bunches out of anger [00:12.590]I once encountered a stranger [00:14.020]In a dumb gown, black hood [00:15.890]With a scythe [00:16.520]**** I laughed in his face spit [00:18.020]***** gave me an extra life, like take this [00:20.080]Now get your ass back in that game [00:21.630]***** don't take **** for granted [00:22.700]And don't take ****, give it! [00:24.450]Only bull you should take is by the horns [00:26.380]A mixture of Whitey Ford and mighty Thor [00:28.060]I Everlast, pen is mightier than sword [00:30.250]Finish writing then record [00:31.500]Replenish keep writing more [00:32.870]Nothing's riding on it but your privates are you're fighting for [00:35.370]So you fight, scratch, you claw [00:36.800]Backs to wall [00:37.420]No one was there to catch you fall [00:38.800]You pick yourself back up, you dust your jacket off [00:40.610]You grab your balls, like they're gargantuan and [00:42.040]Ask yourself how fvcking bad you want it [00:43.730]Pull out your pants, whoop your ass and flash it on em' [00:46.220]Nobodies gonna back you in the corner [00:47.540]Throw a hornet [00:48.160]No one's more ig-norant [00:49.210]then you fvckin' four in the morning [00:50.590]you're at the laboratory, storming [00:51.530]Like there's nothing that's more important [00:52.830]MC's you better consider this a formal warning, you're in for it [00:55.770]Girl, what would you do if I said your body was off the chain? [00:58.640]And I told you I smile every single time I saw your face [01:00.950]I ain't finished ***** [01:02.010]I meant in half, oil the blades [01:03.510]Nobody wants to play [01:04.570]They say I'm a spoiled little baby [01:06.040] [01:06.600]But [01:07.220]Nobody put's baby in the corner [01:08.410] [01:09.460]I'm only trying to warn ya [01:10.590] [01:11.590]Cus that baby get's mad [01:13.090]And get's to throwing a tantrum [01:14.210]He'll fvcking flip on ya [01:15.280] [01:16.520]Cus' nobody put's baby in the corner [01:18.450] [01:19.640]I'm only trying to warn ya [01:21.830]Cus that baby get's mad [01:23.200]And get's to throwing a tantrum [01:24.450]He'll fvcking flip on ya [01:25.570] [01:26.630]What goes through an addict's brain? [01:27.750]Besides static pain and big daddy kane [01:29.930]Break, beats and words [01:31.120]An erratic train of thought [01:32.370]Like splatter paint [01:33.050]Scatter brain [01:33.430]Yeah maybe why that explains [01:34.930]Why you're back but you don't rap the same [01:36.550]And you're looking way thinner [01:37.740]Because your hunger got you looking like [01:39.110]They took away dinner [01:39.920]Sugar ray leonard wouldn't sugar coat a fvcking booger though [01:42.860]Just to wipe that ***** on a hooker's coat [01:44.850]When you say you're a chooka what chooka what [01:46.790] [01:47.360]Now fling that ***** from your fingertips [01:48.730]I hope it lands on another rap singers lips [01:50.790]Who can't think of **** [01:51.790]Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit [01:53.280]Whose king of this fvcking English Lit? [01:54.530]Let your middle fingers flip [01:55.340]On each hand, whilst extending this **** [01:57.210]How low can you go? [01:58.340]Lower then Chuck D ho [01:59.460]Hear the bass of this in my voice [02:01.020]Rocky's back, where's my Adrian? [02:02.270]Nobodies crazy as shady in an eighty million mile radius [02:05.330]I'm what Tom Brady is to the patriots of rap [02:07.700]Not a man, I'm a weapon [02:09.200]Who just happened to be a rapper [02:10.690]Who just happen to be on the crapper [02:12.200]When it happened I had an epiphany [02:13.870]In the bathroom, I'd never be the same after [02:15.810]Now I'm back with an apper-tite [02:17.120]For destruction the fvcking recipe for disaster [02:19.220] [02:19.910]So let's eat cos' I'm famished [02:21.100]Every deed is a dastardly one [02:22.590]Evil its past it [02:24.350]Even you asking for me to be pulled [02:26.030]Like to people [02:26.600]Is like me having my teeth pulled [02:28.350]Nobody put's baby in the corner [02:30.090] [02:31.150]I'm only trying to warn ya [02:32.400] [02:33.270]Cus that baby get's mad [02:34.640]And get's to throwing a tantrum [02:35.890]He'll fvcking flip on ya [02:37.270] [02:38.320]Cus' nobody put's baby in the corner [02:40.130] [02:41.260]I'm only trying to warn ya [02:42.570] [02:43.440]Cus that baby get's mad [02:44.810]And get's to throwing a tantrum [02:46.380]He'll fvcking flip on ya [02:47.930]So step inside of dimension [02:49.060]The demented side of a mind [02:50.180]That's like the inside of an engine [02:51.560]While I multiply your undivided attention [02:53.170]But be reminded that if I didn't mention [02:55.360]I lose my mind and my temper [02:56.730]You'll be the first one [02:57.800]Who finds him offensive [02:58.550]Got him climbing the fences [02:59.540]Lost some time to addiction [03:00.910]But look up rhyme in the dictio-nary [03:02.600]I'm in the picture [03:03.610]Eminem is the synonym for it [03:05.130]I'm an enigma [03:06.190]Fvck it let's get to the meat, balls [03:08.070]I'm gonna skip the veg and potatoes [03:09.760]Edgamacater, they are [03:11.260]**** legends are madea [03:12.320]Spit treachreous data [03:13.590]**** that you would say to your worst enemy [03:15.770]This wretchedness is [03:16.700]What you get when you mix Treach with a Jada [03:18.710]And combine em' with Method Man and Redman [03:20.580]Whit meth-amphetamines in his left hand [03:22.570]And in his right there's a sledge-hammer [03:23.880]And pajamas, standing in front of a webcam [03:26.340]Beating himself in the head, til Russell let's him off dead jam [03:29.010]Maybe I need my head examined [03:30.130]Hannibal Lecter with a dead lamb [03:32.060]Hanging from his ceiling dripping with a bed pan [03:34.130]I need meds! [03:35.320]Swear to god cus' If I go off the edge [03:37.500]T.I ain't talking me off a ledge man [03:39.310]Heart throb at a fart, ah nah [03:41.370]More like a smart slob, part blob [03:43.000]That'll stab you with a sharp ob-ject [03:44.490]To the heart and leave claw marks [03:46.240]All over the Wal-Mart walls [03:47.110] [03:47.740]Little baby with large balls [03:49.430]Fvck mud slinging, I'm blood flinging [03:51.680]There's nothing on this fvcking earth better then being [03:54.110]King of the playground [03:55.230]I hate the swings but I love being the underdog [03:57.730]Cos when I'm pushed [03:58.870]I end up swinging up [04:00.560]Nobody put's baby in the corner [04:02.250] [04:03.000]I'm only trying to warn ya [04:04.240] [04:05.110]Cus that baby get's mad [04:06.540]And get's to throwing a tantrum [04:07.910]He'll fvcking flip on ya [04:08.920] [04:10.170]Cus' nobody put's baby in the corner [04:12.040] [04:13.160]I'm only trying to warn ya [04:14.340] [04:15.350]Cus that baby get's mad [04:16.840]And get's to throwing a tantrum [04:17.970]He'll fvcking flip on ya
