Eminem Won't Back Down текст песни, слова песни Won't Back Down Eminem & P!nk
Eminem - Won't Back Down
feat. P!nk
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh, no I won't back down
Oh, no!
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
Brain dead rims, yeah stupid wheels
Girl I'm too for real, lose yer tooth and nail
Try ta fight it, try to deny it, stupid you will feel
What I do, I do at will – shootin' from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my death bed screamin' "F that! " yeah, super I'll
Baby what the deal? - We can chill, split half-a-pill and a Happy Meal
Fuck a steak slut, I'll cut my toes off and step on the receipt 'fore I foot the bill
Listen garden tool, don't make me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking drill
How you douche bags feel knowin' you're disposable? Summers Eve, Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby crank the shit cause it's your goddamn jam
You say that you want your punch lines a little more compact, well shorty I'm that man
These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at, man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said "settle your fuckin' ass down, I'm ready for combat, man"
Get it? Calm Bat Man? – Nah, ain't nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like mom's cat scans, cause they fuckin' go ba-na-na's
Honey, I applaud that ass! Swear to God man, these broads can't dance
Ma, show 'em how it's done, spaz like a god damn Taz! - Yeah!
[Chorus: P! nk]
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Girl shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinson's
Make like Michael J. Fox is in the your drawers, playin' with a Etch-a-Sketch
Bet ya that you'll never guess who's knocking at your doors
People hit the floors, yeah, tonight ladies you gon' get divorced
Girl forget remorse, I'm a hit you broads with Chris's force like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue mo'fucker, you ain't got a lick in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores, makin' cash registers shit their draws
Think you spit the rawest? I'm an uncooked slab of beef layin' on your kitchen floor
Other words I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat back
Bring me two extension cords, I'm a measure my dick
Shit I need six inches more, fuck my dick's big
Bitch need I remind you? that I don't need the fuckin' Swine Flu to be a sick pig?
You're addicted, I'm dope, I'm the longest needle around here
Need a fix, ock? I'm the big shot, get it dick snots?
You're just small pokes, little pricks! (HA!) - girl you think that other pricks hot?
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match! 'fore I sit back and let him get hotter
Better call the cops on him quick-fast, Shady's right back on you're bitch-ass
White trash with half a six-pack in his hatch back trailer hitch attached to the back ("Dispatch")
[Chorus: P! nk]
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappin'? does a bird chirp?
Does Lil' Wayne slurp syrup 'til he burps and smoke purp? does a word search
Get, circles wrapped around it like you do when I come through?
I'd like you to remind yourself of what the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic
Girl, you're the kind of girl that I can take a likin' to
Psych, I'm spikin' you, like a football, been this way since I stood a foot tall
You're a good catch, with a shitty spouse, got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
Give me good brain, watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain [volume fades]
Bitch you listenin'? Tryin' turn me down?
Slut, I'm talking to you [volume rises] turn me back up! are you insane?
Tryin' to talk over me in the car? Shut the fuck up while my shit's playin'
I'm a shit stain on the underwear of life
What's the saying? Where there's thunder there's light-ning
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six times in three different locations
On four separate ocassions?
And you can bet your stinkin' ass that I've come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road, took the psycho path
Poison ivy wouldn't have me thinkin' rash
So hit the dance floor, cutie while I do my duty on this microphone
Shake your booty, shorty - I'm the shit, why you think Proof used to call me "Doody"?
[Chorus: P! nk]
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