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KILL YOU 歌詞
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EMINEM
- 2000.5.23 リリース
- 作詞
- MATHERS MARSHALL , YOUNG ANDRE ROMELL , BRADFORD MELVIN CHARLES
- 作曲
- MATHERS MARSHALL , YOUNG ANDRE ROMELL , BRADFORD MELVIN CHARLES
友情
感動
恋愛
元気
結果
- 文字サイズ
- ふりがな
- ダークモード
Verse 1:
When I was just a little baby boy my momma used to tell me
these crazy things
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man, she used to tell
me he hated me
But then I got a little bit older and I realize she was the crazy one
But was nothin I could do or say to try to change it cause that's
just the way she was
They said I can't rap about being broke no more
They didn't say I can't rap about coke no more
Slut, think I won't choke no whore
Til the vocal chords don't work in the throat no more
These muthafuckas be thinking I'm playin
Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin it
Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gonna shoot you
I'm gonna pull you to this bullet and put it through you
Shut up slut, you're causing too much chaos
Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma
Oh, now he's raping his own mother
Abusing her more, snortin coke, and we gave him the Rolling
Stone cover
You got damn right bitch, and now it's too late
I'm triple platinum and tragedies happened in two states
I invented violence you vile venomous volatile
Bitches take vicatin ving ving ving
Texas chainsaw, left his brains all dangling from his neck
While his head barely hangs on
Blood, guts, guns cuts, knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts
Bitch I'm a kill you, you don't wanna fuck with me
Girls leave; you ain't nothin but a slut to me
Bitch I'm a kill you, you ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gonna ever stoppin beef, I'm gonna squash the beef
You better kill me, I'm a be another rapper dead
For poppin off at the mouth, with shit I shouldn't of said
But when they kill me I'm bringin the world with me
Bitch it's true, you ain't nothin but a girl to me
Chorus (2x):
You don't wanna fuck with shady (cause why?)
Cause Shady will fuckin kill you
Verse 2:
Bitch I'm a kill you, like a murder weapon I'm gonna conceal you
In a closet with mildo, sheets, pillows and film you
Fuck with me, I've been to hell, shut the hell up
I'm tryin to develop these pictures of the devil to sell em
I ain't acid rap but I rap on acid
Got a new blow up doll and just had a strap on added
Whoope, is that a subliminal hint, NO
This criminal intent to sodomize women again
Eminem offend, NO, Eminem will assault
But if you try to give it to him you'll give him an impulse
To do it again, hey, if he does it again
You'll probably end up jumpin out of a tent?
Bitch, I'm gonna kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it
3 or 4 times in the tub, but that's normal, ain't it Norman
A serial killer, hiding murder materials
In a cereal box on top of your stereo
He're we go again, We our of our medicine
Out of mind, and we running yours let us in
Bitch I'm a kill you, you don't wanna fuck with me
Girls leave; you ain't nothin but a slut to me
Bitch I'm a kill you, you ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gonna ever stopping beef, I'm gonna squash the beef
You better kill me, I'm a be another rapper dead
For poppin off at the mouth, with shit I shouldn't of said
But when they kill me I'm bringin the world with me
Bitch it's true, you ain't nothin but a girl to me
Chorus (2x):
You don't wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
Cause Shady will fuckin kill you
Verse 3:
Know why I say these things
Cause ladies scream keep creepin in Shady's dreams
And the way things seem I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks
80 g's week to say the same things twice
Twice, whatever I hate these things
Fuck shots, I hope the weed will outweigh these drinks
Muthafuckas want me to came on their radio shows
Just to argue with them cause their ratings stink
Fuck that, I choke radio announcer to bouncer
From fat bitch to all 70,000 pounds of her
From principal, to student body, to counselor
From in school, to before school to put of school
I don't even believe in breathin, I'm leaving air in youe lungs
Just to hear you keep screamin for me to seep it
OK, I'm ready to go play
I got the machete from O.J.
I'm ready to make everyone's throat say
You faggots keep eggin me on
Til I have you at knife point and beg me to stop
Shut up; give me your hands and feet
I said shut up when I'm talkin to you,
You hear me, answer me
Bitch I'm a kill you, you don't wanna fuck with me
Girls leave; you ain't nothin but a slut to me
Bitch I'm a kill you, you ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gonna ever stoppin beef, I'm gonna squash the beef
You better kill me, I'm a be another rapper dead
For poppin off at the mouth, with shit I shouldn't of said
But when they kill me I'm bringin the world with me
Bitch it's true, you ain't nothin but a girl to me (Bitch I'm a kill you)
Chorus (2x):
You don't wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
Cause Shady will fuckin kill you
When I was just a little baby boy my momma used to tell me
these crazy things
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man, she used to tell
me he hated me
But then I got a little bit older and I realize she was the crazy one
But was nothin I could do or say to try to change it cause that's
just the way she was
They said I can't rap about being broke no more
They didn't say I can't rap about coke no more
Slut, think I won't choke no whore
Til the vocal chords don't work in the throat no more
These muthafuckas be thinking I'm playin
Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin it
Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gonna shoot you
I'm gonna pull you to this bullet and put it through you
Shut up slut, you're causing too much chaos
Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma
Oh, now he's raping his own mother
Abusing her more, snortin coke, and we gave him the Rolling
Stone cover
You got damn right bitch, and now it's too late
I'm triple platinum and tragedies happened in two states
I invented violence you vile venomous volatile
Bitches take vicatin ving ving ving
Texas chainsaw, left his brains all dangling from his neck
While his head barely hangs on
Blood, guts, guns cuts, knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts
Bitch I'm a kill you, you don't wanna fuck with me
Girls leave; you ain't nothin but a slut to me
Bitch I'm a kill you, you ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gonna ever stoppin beef, I'm gonna squash the beef
You better kill me, I'm a be another rapper dead
For poppin off at the mouth, with shit I shouldn't of said
But when they kill me I'm bringin the world with me
Bitch it's true, you ain't nothin but a girl to me
Chorus (2x):
You don't wanna fuck with shady (cause why?)
Cause Shady will fuckin kill you
Verse 2:
Bitch I'm a kill you, like a murder weapon I'm gonna conceal you
In a closet with mildo, sheets, pillows and film you
Fuck with me, I've been to hell, shut the hell up
I'm tryin to develop these pictures of the devil to sell em
I ain't acid rap but I rap on acid
Got a new blow up doll and just had a strap on added
Whoope, is that a subliminal hint, NO
This criminal intent to sodomize women again
Eminem offend, NO, Eminem will assault
But if you try to give it to him you'll give him an impulse
To do it again, hey, if he does it again
You'll probably end up jumpin out of a tent?
Bitch, I'm gonna kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it
3 or 4 times in the tub, but that's normal, ain't it Norman
A serial killer, hiding murder materials
In a cereal box on top of your stereo
He're we go again, We our of our medicine
Out of mind, and we running yours let us in
Bitch I'm a kill you, you don't wanna fuck with me
Girls leave; you ain't nothin but a slut to me
Bitch I'm a kill you, you ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gonna ever stopping beef, I'm gonna squash the beef
You better kill me, I'm a be another rapper dead
For poppin off at the mouth, with shit I shouldn't of said
But when they kill me I'm bringin the world with me
Bitch it's true, you ain't nothin but a girl to me
Chorus (2x):
You don't wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
Cause Shady will fuckin kill you
Verse 3:
Know why I say these things
Cause ladies scream keep creepin in Shady's dreams
And the way things seem I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks
80 g's week to say the same things twice
Twice, whatever I hate these things
Fuck shots, I hope the weed will outweigh these drinks
Muthafuckas want me to came on their radio shows
Just to argue with them cause their ratings stink
Fuck that, I choke radio announcer to bouncer
From fat bitch to all 70,000 pounds of her
From principal, to student body, to counselor
From in school, to before school to put of school
I don't even believe in breathin, I'm leaving air in youe lungs
Just to hear you keep screamin for me to seep it
OK, I'm ready to go play
I got the machete from O.J.
I'm ready to make everyone's throat say
You faggots keep eggin me on
Til I have you at knife point and beg me to stop
Shut up; give me your hands and feet
I said shut up when I'm talkin to you,
You hear me, answer me
Bitch I'm a kill you, you don't wanna fuck with me
Girls leave; you ain't nothin but a slut to me
Bitch I'm a kill you, you ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gonna ever stoppin beef, I'm gonna squash the beef
You better kill me, I'm a be another rapper dead
For poppin off at the mouth, with shit I shouldn't of said
But when they kill me I'm bringin the world with me
Bitch it's true, you ain't nothin but a girl to me (Bitch I'm a kill you)
Chorus (2x):
You don't wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
Cause Shady will fuckin kill you