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Тут найдется любой текст песни: Исполнитель: Royce Da 5'9 Eminem
Песня: Nuttin' To Do
Добавил: Гость
Royce Da 5'9 Eminem – Nuttin' To Do 0[Royce Da 5'9":] What? Uhh! [Eminem:] The Bad... [Royce Da 5'9":] Yeah! [Eminem:] The Evil! [Royce Da 5'9":] Right, yo! [Eminem:] Put 'em together... [Chorus: Royce De 5'9' & Eminem] [Royce Da 5'9":] Yo if it wasn't for your whip I'd have nuttin' to strip [Eminem:] If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nuttin' to slit If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nuttin' to chew [½Yo! ½] [Both:] I'm just fuckin' with you, cause I got nuttin' to do [Eminem:] I am bored! - I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers [crash] Let you inhale the Glock smell, while I'm rippin' your wallet off And slippin' a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that!) Burnin' your contracts, punch your A&R in the face [punch] Smash his glasses and turn 'em to contacts (Sssssh!) I'm on some shook shit, if it's missin' I took it (whoops!) Nurse look at this straight-jacket, it's crooked! I go to jail and murder you from a cell Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx) So how do you describe someone, with a decapitated head When the rest of his body's still alive RUNNIN'? [Royce Da 5'9":] Comin' with five gunmen, waitin' to do a drive-by So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from It for every hundred MC's rhymin' about birds Only about two-thirds'd really set it without words Yo you ain't a thug, I can make you bitch up Pick the 5th up, cock, spit, you would swear it's rainin' slugs (what?) I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh!) I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin' me You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast The Bad and Evil mad rap, I cover the Bad half You know how a thug in this shit'll end up Spit a round, lift your chin up, you get hit, 10 down and 10 up (what?) I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up Heat it up, you be leakin' blood and spittin' phlegm up Now we rivals, cause of a small name or title You stepped, got devoured and left with a flower and Bible [Chorus x2] [Eminem:] [yawns] Forget a chorus - my metaphors are so complicated It takes six minutes to get applause (yay) And by the time you all catch on, I'm a end your career And walk away with the whole floor so you have nuttin' to fall back on! I'll throw you off of ten floors... (AHHHHHHH!) Pull a fuckin' headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this!) I'm indoors, waitin' for this acid to seep in my skin pores To go outdoors and do some in-stores This bitch wanted to blow me, I said, ½It oughta happen. You swallow cum bitch? ½ [Girl: "No, but I brought a napkin'"] Gettin' skullie while I'm autographin' Got my daughter laughin' cause I sent her mother Withewater raftin' I'm not a fact, I'm a proven fear Mr. Rogers blocked up my U-haul screamin', "Wait! Wait! Wait!... you ain't movin' here! " Lorena Bobbet, c'mere, want a souveneir? I've been high as fuck, since I was a juvi-neer Juvenile? Same difference - I need some 'caine Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up the seven slain infants (Oh my God!) Brain implants and they say there's a SLiM chance I won't stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanz' [Royce Da 5'9":] Walkin' in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood Shove a gun in the mouth of a thug To break braces, (what?) you say grace and make faces I'll display hate and break you in eight places (what?) T |
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