Things Get Worse (исполнитель: Eminem ft. B.o.B)
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 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 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) 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 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 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 mathers i can hear him start to gather i don’t paint the portrait of the picture perfect partridge family this aint your orphan annie, no this is more uncann