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Almost Famous


Eminem


Patinka? Spausk ir pridėk prie mėgstamų! Man patinka!

Stilius: Hip-hop'o muzika
Data: 2010 m.




[Eminem Intro]

Yeah, can’t stop now…
This maybe the last chance I get, to be famous

[Hook]
You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenceless
There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes

I just wanna be famous

But be careful what you wish for!

[Eminem - Verse 1]
I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist, they call me Slim Rothelsberger
I get beserker than a fed up postal worker
A murker with a mossberg, I’m pissed off, get murdered
Like someone took a ketchup squirter, squirted a frankfurter
For a gangsta, you should of sh-t your pants when you saw
The chainsaw get to waving like a terrible dial
I faced her around when his fangs come out, get your brains blown out
That’s what I call blowing your mind, when I come back like ?? your spine
I’m a thumbtac that you slept on son
Now here I come screaming “attack” like I stepped on one!
Lowering the totem til’ he showed ‘em, defiance, giant scrotum
He don’t owe them bitches sh-t, his bridges, he out wrote ‘em
He’s so out cold, he’s knocked out at the south pole and
Nobody f-cks with him, rigamortis and post-mortem
He’s dying of boredom, take your best rhymes, record ‘em
Then try to thwart him, he’ll take your punchlines and snort ‘em
sh-t stained drawers, you gon’ f-ck with the guy that licks the blades of his chainsaws
While he dips ‘em in ? sauce?
Game’s off homie, hang it up like some crank calls
You think I’m backing down, you must be out your dang skulls!
I’m almost famous

[Hook]

[Eminem: Verse 2]
I’m back for revenge, I lost the battle, that ain’t happening again
I’m at your throat like strep, I step strapped with a pen
Metaphors wrote on my hand, some are distorting my mem-ory
Some are wrote on a napkin, do what I have to to win
Pulling out all stops, any who touch a mic prior (kh)
Is not even Austin Powers, how the f-ck are they Mike Myers
And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko ‘for
I take a sh-t in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch
Now get off my dick, dick’s too short of a word for my dick
Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick!
Don’t call me the champ, call me the space shuttle destroyer
I just blew up the challenger, matter of fact, I need a lawyer
I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast
Beat his ass naked and pee’d in his corner like Verne Troyer
Ya’ll are Eminem backwards, you’re menime’s (mini me’s)
See he’s in a-whole-nother weight class, his slugs your BB’s
Your bean bag bullets, you’re full of it, you were dissing his CD’s
Laughed at Infinite, now he’s back like someone pissed in his wheeties
No peace treaty’s, he’s turned into a beast
His new Slim Shady EP’s got the attention of the might DRE
He’s almost famous

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Now there he goes, in Dre’s studio, cupping his balls
Screaming the wood off the panelling, cussing the paint off the walls
Spewing his hate to these haters, showing no love for these broads
He ain’t giving ‘em sh-t, he’s scissor pinch a penny so hard
He’ll leave a bruise on the brawn so dark
You can see the mark when it scars, til Abraham Lincoln is screaming out “AHHH!”
His metaphors and similies ain’t similar to them not at all
If they don’t like they can all get f-cked, instead of sucking him off
They can go get a belt or a neck tie, to hang themselves by
Like David Carridy, they can go f-ck themselves and just die
And eat sh-t while they at it, he’s f-cking had it
He’s mad at the whole world, so go to hell and build a snowman, girl
The bullies become bullied, the pussies get pushed
They better pull me, take me back to 9th grade to school me
Cause I ain’t looking back only forward, this whole spot blowing
Who coulda known he’d grow to be a poet and not know it
And while I’m being poetic, let me get a stork
And raise the bar higher than my opinion of these women ?
So bare witness to some biblical sh-t
As the cold wind blowing, this world ain’t gonna know what hit it, he did it, he made it, he’s finally famous!




Susiję įrašai:
 2012-02-02  einaras13

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Esamas tekstas

[Eminem Intro]

Yeah, can’t stop now…
This maybe the last chance I get, to be famous

[Hook]
You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenceless
There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes

I just wanna be famous

But be careful what you wish for!

[Eminem - Verse 1]
I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist, they call me Slim Rothelsberger
I get beserker than a fed up postal worker
A murker with a mossberg, I’m pissed off, get murdered
Like someone took a ketchup squirter, squirted a frankfurter
For a gangsta, you should of sh-t your pants when you saw
The chainsaw get to waving like a terrible dial
I faced her around when his fangs come out, get your brains blown out
That’s what I call blowing your mind, when I come back like ?? your spine
I’m a thumbtac that you slept on son
Now here I come screaming “attack” like I stepped on one!
Lowering the totem til’ he showed ‘em, defiance, giant scrotum
He don’t owe them bitches sh-t, his bridges, he out wrote ‘em
He’s so out cold, he’s knocked out at the south pole and
Nobody f-cks with him, rigamortis and post-mortem
He’s dying of boredom, take your best rhymes, record ‘em
Then try to thwart him, he’ll take your punchlines and snort ‘em
sh-t stained drawers, you gon’ f-ck with the guy that licks the blades of his chainsaws
While he dips ‘em in ? sauce?
Game’s off homie, hang it up like some crank calls
You think I’m backing down, you must be out your dang skulls!
I’m almost famous

[Hook]

[Eminem: Verse 2]
I’m back for revenge, I lost the battle, that ain’t happening again
I’m at your throat like strep, I step strapped with a pen
Metaphors wrote on my hand, some are distorting my mem-ory
Some are wrote on a napkin, do what I have to to win
Pulling out all stops, any who touch a mic prior (kh)
Is not even Austin Powers, how the f-ck are they Mike Myers
And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko ‘for
I take a sh-t in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch
Now get off my dick, dick’s too short of a word for my dick
Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick!
Don’t call me the champ, call me the space shuttle destroyer
I just blew up the challenger, matter of fact, I need a lawyer
I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast
Beat his ass naked and pee’d in his corner like Verne Troyer
Ya’ll are Eminem backwards, you’re menime’s (mini me’s)
See he’s in a-whole-nother weight class, his slugs your BB’s
Your bean bag bullets, you’re full of it, you were dissing his CD’s
Laughed at Infinite, now he’s back like someone pissed in his wheeties
No peace treaty’s, he’s turned into a beast
His new Slim Shady EP’s got the attention of the might DRE
He’s almost famous

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Now there he goes, in Dre’s studio, cupping his balls
Screaming the wood off the panelling, cussing the paint off the walls
Spewing his hate to these haters, showing no love for these broads
He ain’t giving ‘em sh-t, he’s scissor pinch a penny so hard
He’ll leave a bruise on the brawn so dark
You can see the mark when it scars, til Abraham Lincoln is screaming out “AHHH!”
His metaphors and similies ain’t similar to them not at all
If they don’t like they can all get f-cked, instead of sucking him off
They can go get a belt or a neck tie, to hang themselves by
Like David Carridy, they can go f-ck themselves and just die
And eat sh-t while they at it, he’s f-cking had it
He’s mad at the whole world, so go to hell and build a snowman, girl
The bullies become bullied, the pussies get pushed
They better pull me, take me back to 9th grade to school me
Cause I ain’t looking back only forward, this whole spot blowing
Who coulda known he’d grow to be a poet and not know it
And while I’m being poetic, let me get a stork
And raise the bar higher than my opinion of these women ?
So bare witness to some biblical sh-t
As the cold wind blowing, this world ain’t gonna know what hit it, he did it, he made it, he’s finally famous!

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