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作词 : Michael Atha/W. Washington/L. Mitchell/M. Mathers
作曲 : Michael Atha/W. Washington/L. Mitchell/M. Mathers
[Yelawolf]
I see you talking loud but you ain't saying shit
[Hook: Gangsta Boo]
Get the **** from round here, you don't rep my shit
You don't want that drama, you ain't ready for it, mother****er
You ain't from my city, you don't know about this
Throw it up, yeah ho, you ain't ready for it mother****er
Now throw it up, yeah ho, throw it up
You ain't ready for it mother****er
Throw it up, yeah ho, throw it up, throw it up
So why would I wanna break shit down for you
[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
I already got, two cars in the yard that don't run
Here the king of debauchery come, with a cracker bitch
Better me confuse with the punchlines and bars that I launch
Here the king of debauchery come, with a cracker mother****er
Really you kidding, mother****er I'm the prodigal son
If I'm not hardly the one
You must be barely the one billionth
Running over mother****ers in first
And I'm stunting like my Daddy
D-dr-d-drinking like my Mama
C-c-country like my uncles
Stuttering like a CD in a donk
BUMP, BUMP, BUMP, BUMP
And I'm in a blue Chevy
I ain't even shit gears yet
I ain't even *************ft gears yet
I ain't even here yet, I'm outta this Earth
Right, yeah ho
But I just hit the surface
And I'm bout to walk into a bank
With a shank and a black can of paint to check the clerk
Where the keys
So get the **** outta my way buddy
I gotta brick of herb
And I hit the syrup
And I'm feeling like I might just hit the curb
Yelawolf and Eminem shit
You don't wanna run around the chicken house with a heart of a puppy dog
Sufferin' succotash, yeah suck a dick bitch
I see you talking loud but you ain't saying shit
[Hook]
Get the **** from round here, you don't rep my shit
You don't want that drama, you ain't ready for it, mother****er
You ain't from my city, you don't know about this
Throw it up, yeah ho, you ain't ready for it mother****er
Now throw it up, yeah ho, throw it up
You ain't ready for it mother****er
Throw it up, yeah ho, throw it up, throw it up
So why would I wanna break shit down for you
[Verse 2: Gangsta Boo]
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo make a mother****er hit his knees when
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo make a mother****er hit his knees when
I'm up in the building, preachin' to my children
I don't be taking no bullshit from you haters
You'll make me hurt one of your feelings
Ha ha ha ha
Nah nah ni nah nah
Pick your face up off the floor
I got you feeling sad now
You be on that Hokiewag, Hokiewag is bullshit
Run into this Gangsta, have your preacher at the pulpit talking bullshit
I was born on the Mississippi River
Take no bullshit from a bitch or a mother****er
So, so crazy gotta ****ed up temper
Bi-pola', not Nicki I'm worser, I'll hurt ya
I got a crazy-ass mind game
Ma ****er, I'm a lion, untamed
Hunt ya ass down in my jungle, I do this
I tell them hoes, you ain't ready for it, bullshit
[Hook]
Get the **** from round here, you don't rep my shit
You don't want that drama, you ain't ready for it, mother****er
You ain't from my city, you don't know about this
Throw it up, yeah ho, you ain't ready for it mother****er
Now throw it up, yeah ho, throw it up
You ain't ready for it mother****er
Throw it up, yeah ho, throw it up, throw it up
So why would I wanna break shit down for you
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Me and Yelawolf
Tear the roof off this mother****er
You ain't got the umph
You're a hoof to the foot of an elephant
Hello toots, you look so eloquent
That's what I tell a ****er
Come sit up front cause you're kicking my seat
And I'm trying to tell the ca****inger what I want
They say I act like an asshole
When I pull up at the White Castle
And I ask for an appli-cation
Throw it back in her face and
Tell the ****er I'm a rapper, then I wack her
In the head with a Whopper
That I bought from BK, you expect me to be proper
Bitch you better pop in a CD of me immediately slut, ho
Skidda dee da da
Prada, not a chance
I was thinking about buying you some clothes
But Target's closed
So I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart but the doors
Was locked, what about some shoes I thought
Great I suppose
So I go to Payless but what'dya know
They didn't carry a size eight in hoes
Oh, this is ugly boy swag
Putting toe tags on you mother****ing ho bags
What a Trailer Trash pioneer
I am yeah, that's why I'm here
I don't got a rhyme book it's more like a mother****ing diary of diarrhea
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two
Bout sign language, middle fingers aimed at you
So we don't gotta scream at you
Ow, I just bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
I went to go tell em all to go get ****ed
But I'm never gonna bite my tongue
Little ****er, throw it up
[Outro]
{Eminem} What the **** is this, White dog
{Yelawolf} Yo, what up
{Eminem} What up
{Yelawolf} Uh, you do that verse
{Eminem} Yeah, I just killed that bullshit
{Yelawolf} What
{Eminem} Nah, nuthin'. Um yo, you know what I was thinking man
I think the one thing that uh.. that the album don't have
That might be missing
Is like uh.. a song for like, for girls
{Yelawolf} Uh, what do you mean? For like ****ing?
{Eminem} Nah, girls. Like a lovesong
{Yelawolf} No?!
{Eminem} We need one!
{Yelawolf} Like.. lovesong-lovesong?
{Eminem} Yeah man, ****ing like love songs!
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