Puke (оригинал Eminem)

[Intro] 
{Puke noises} 
There I go... 
Thinkin' of you again... 
 [bad word]  
You don't know how sick you make me, 
You make me [bad word]  sick to my stomach, 
Everytime I think of you I puke. 
puke must just not know (uououououououoh), 
You may not think you do but you do, 
Everytime I think of you I puke 

[Verse 1] 
I was gonna take the time to sit down 
and write you a little poem, 
But off of the dome would probably be a little more, 
More suitable for this type of song (woah). 
I got a million reasons off the top 
of my head that I can think of, 
Sixteen bars just ain't enough to put some ink to, 
So [bad word] it, I'ma start right here, 
I'll just be briefer, 
'bout to rattle off some other reasons. 
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo, 
Of you on my arm, but what do I go and do? 
I go and get another one, now I got two. 
Now I'm sittin here, with your name on my skin, 
I can't believe I went and did that stupid [bad word] again, 
My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim, 
shii-ii-ii-ii-ii-iit. 
If you only knew how much I hated you, 
For every [bad word] -thing you ever put us through, 
Then I wouldn't be standin' here cryin'over you. 
 [bad word]  
You don't know how sick you make me, 
You make me [bad word]  sick to my stomach, 
Everytime I think of you I puke. 
puke must just not know (uououououououoh), 
You may not think you do but you do, 
Everytime I think of you I puke 

[Verse 2] 
I was gonna take the time to sit down 
and write you a little letter, 
But I thought a song would probably be a little better, 
Instead of a letter, 
that you probably just shred up (yeah). 
I stumbled on your picture yesterday 
and it made stop and think of, 
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to, 
stupid piece of paper, I'd rather let you see how, 
Much I [bad word]  hate you in a freestyle. 
You're a [bad word]  cokehead [bad word] I hope you [bad word]  die, 
you get to [bad word] and satan sticks a needle in your eye, 
I hate your [bad word]  guts, 
you [bad word]  [bad word] I hope you die, 
die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie. 
But please don't get me wrong, 
I'm not bitter or mad, 
It's not that I still love you, 
it's not 'cause I want you back, 
It's just that 
when I think of you it makes me wanna yack, 
aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-acK. 
But what else can I do, I haven't got a clue, 
Now I guess I just move on, I have no choice but to, 
But everytime I think of you now all I wanna do 
Is puu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uuke 
 [bad word]  
You don't know how sick you make me, 
You make me [bad word]  sick to my stomach, 
Everytime I think of you I puke. 
puke must just not know (uououououououoh), 
You may not think you do but you do, 
Everytime I think of you I puke 

[Outro] 
{Puke noises again :) } 
God [bad word] it  [bad word]  [bad word] 

Хочу блевать (перевод )

[Пролог] 
(Звуки блевания). 
Вот опять… 
Я думаю о тебе… 

[Припев] 
Ты не знаешь, как меня от тебя тошнит. 
От тебя мне хочется блевать. 
Каждый раз, когда я о тебе думаю, я блюю. 
Блевотина… Должно быть, ты не знаешь,
Ты не думаешь, что знаешь, но, на самом деле, знаешь, 
Что каждый раз, когда я о тебе думаю, я блюю. 

[1-ый куплет] 
Я хотел найти время, чтобы присесть 
И написать тебе стихотвореньице, 
Но написать о каком-нибудь здании было бы 
Более подходяще в подобной песне (уоу). 
У меня в голове вертится 
Миллион разных причин, 
И шестнадцати строк для них было бы недостаточно. 
Ладно, к чёрту, я начну прямо здесь, 
Я постараюсь быть кратким, 
Хотя мне хочется выпалить абсолютно всё. 
Я знал, что мне не нужно было делать второй татуировки 
С твоим именем у себя на руке, но что я делаю? 
Я иду и делаю вторую, и теперь