Things Get Worse (Feat. B.o.B.) (исполнитель: Eminem)
[Eminem - [bad word] There’s no need to say [bad word] you already know The question is just how far will this go How far will he take it? And when will he stop? Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up But you just won’t listen will ya, nah I guess not You just can’t can ya, man I can’t stand ya You’re rotten, what you plottin’ for us? Man when are you gonna let up I guess things are gonna get much worse ‘fore they get better Holy toledo it’s Angelina Jolie amigo She told me yo Shady just hand your [bad word] to me I’ll deep throat And Brad if you try to stand between us then we’re gonna see bro Who was a fantasy I don’t mean to damage your ego You [bad word] wanna rassle I shove a f-cking jar of vaseline up inside your [bad word] And rope it shut with a lasso Couple of [bad word] lexapro broken up wit the capsule or paxil Just incase I aint dope enough wit the raps though Coke is cut with tobacco Smoke it up then go wacko This is what happens when you mix a cocunut with tabasco Shady let go, the hoe has been choked up enough Let her [bad word] go Not till Jessica Simpson lets go of the tuna casserole I used to love her hooters now Carmen Elektra cuter Strap an extension cord to her arm and electrocute her I’m off my f-cking meds but I’m on an electric scooter I might just scoot by and shoot my mum in the neck [bad word] Spit in Jasons face while I vomit on Freddy [bad word] They can’t even get Jeffrey Dahmer to pet the cougar Now I’m gone get the rectal thermometer, get the lubra- cation and get the patient some Darvocet to chew cuz [Eminem - [bad word] There’s no need to say [bad word] you already know The question is just how far will this go How far will he take it? And when will he stop? [B.o.B] B.o.I done told you once homie to easy up, geez There’s no need to say [bad word] you already know The question is just how far will this go Cause I will never lay down? And I will never let up? (I guess things are gonna get much worse ‘fore they get better) [B.o.- Verse 2] With the soul of a Sharman I leave the beat than vomit Like a bullemic woman with an uneasy stomach I pass by people on the street they seem like sheep and zombies Stiffer than a therapeutic pair of jeans [bad word] in So can you hear [bad word] Eminem this beat is absolutely disgusting It’s probably go diseases on it I’m just being honest, I can see [bad word] I can see the evolution as we creep up on it I put that music in your veins like a needle junkie [bad word] I just do this for the haters, I dont need the money I diarrhea on track so it needs plunging Somebody tell these girls please release my undies Nobody really understands my language I find [bad word] just to hold a conversation But still I got a whole lot of patience Sittin’ back watching Earth from my Space station [Eminem - [bad word] There’s no need to say [bad word] you already know The question is just how far will this go How far will he take it? And when will he stop? Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up But you just won’t listen will ya, nah I guess not You just can’t can ya, man I can’t stand ya You’re rotten, what you plottin’ for us? Man when are you gonna let up I guess things are gonna get much worse ‘fore they get better [Eminem - Verse 3] Oh my gosh I put Natasha Bendingfield in a washer Watch it go from rinse to spin cycle Its like I got ya hypnotising like I gotcha I gotcha pychologically f-cked I would like an apology what Tell that psycho to stick a tyco and a white tricycle up his butt And glue the seat of bicycle to his nuts I’m as cold as a muthaf-cking icicle on my nut I aint nuttin’ nice, man I like to pull knives and I like to cut The poster addict for post tramatic stress I guess this is the most dramatic I’ve been in a while This is the closest that [bad word] to the Marshall Mather