pnk
you can sound the alarm you can call out your guards
you can fence in your yard you can hold all the cards
but i won’t back down
oh no i won’t back down oh no
eminem
cadillac sevilles coupe devilles
braindead rims yeah stupid wheels
girl i’m too for real lose your toothandnail
tryna fight it try to deny it stupid you will feel
what i do i do at will
shootin’ from the hip yeah boy i shoot to kill
half a breath left on my deathbed
screamin’ f that yeah superill
baby what the deal we can chill
split a half a pill and a happy meal
fuck a steak slut i’ll cut my toes off
and step on the receipt ‘fore i foot the bill
listen garden tool don’t make me duce you
to my power tool you know the fuckin’ drill
how you douchebags feel knowin’ you’re disposable
summer’s eve massengill
shady’s got the mass appeal
baby crank the shit ’cause it’s your goddamn jam
you said that you want your punchlines a little more compact
well shorty i’m that man
these other cats ain’t metaphorically where i’m at man
i gave bruce wayne a valium
and said settle your fuckin’ ass down
i’m ready for combat man
get it calm batman nah
ain’t nobody who’s as bomb and as nuts
lines are like mom’s catscans
’cause they fuckin’ go bananas
honey i applaud that ass
swear to god man these broads can’t dance
ma show ’em how it’s done
spaz like a goddamn taz yeah
pnk
you can sound the alarm you can call out your guards
you can fence in your yard you can hold all the cards
but i won’t back down
oh no i won’t back down oh no
eminem
girl shake that ass like a donkey with parkinson’s
make like michael j fox is in your drawers
playin’ with an etchasketch
bet you that you’ll never guess
who’s knockin’ at your door people hit the floors
yeah tonight ladies you gon’ get divorced
girl forget remorse i’ma hit you broads
with chris’s force like you pissed him off
talented with the tongue ma’fucker
you ain’t got a lick in yours
hittin’ licks like i’m robbin’ liquor stores
makin’ cash registers shit their drawers
think you spit the rawest
i’m an uncooked slab of beef layin’ on your kitchen floor
other words i’m off the meat rack
bring the beat back bring in two extension cords
i’ma measure my dickshit i need six inches more
fuck my dick’s big bitch need i remind you
that i don’t need the fuckin’ swine flu to be a sick pig
you’re addicted i’m dope
i’m the longest needle around hereneed a fix ock
i’m the big shotget it dicksnots
you’re just small pokes little pricks
girl you think that other prick’s hot
i’ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
before i sit back and let him get hotter
better call the cops on him quick fast
shady’s right back on your bitchass
white trash with a half a sixpack in his hatchback
trailer hitch attached to the back dispatch
pnk
you can sound the alarm you can call out your guards
you can fence in your yard you can hold all the cards
but i won’t back down
oh no i won’t back down oh no
eminem
bitch am i the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappin’
does a bird chirp does lil’ wayne slurp ‘zurp
’til he burps and smoke purp
does a word search get circles wrapped around it
like you do when i come through
i’d like you to remind yourself of what the fuck i can do
when i’m on the mic
oh you’re the kind of girl that i could take a likin’ to
psych i’m spikin’ you like a football
been this way since i stood a foot tall
you’re a good catch with a shitty spouse
got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
give me good brain watch the woodgrain
don’t want no cum stainbitch you listenin’
tryin’ to turn me down slut i’m talkin’ to you
turn me back up are you insane
tryin’ to talk over me in the car
shut the fuck up while my shit’s playin’
i’m a shit stain on the underwear of life
what’s the saying where there’s thunder there is lightning
and they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
then how the fuck have i been hit six times
in three different locations on four separate occasions
and you can bet your stankin’ ass
that i’ve come to smash everything in my path
fork was in the road took the psycho path
poison ivy wouldn’t have me thinkin’ rash
so hit the dancefloor cutie while i do my duty
on this microphone shake your booty shorty
i’m the shitwhy you think proof used to call me doody
pnk
you can sound the alarm you can call out your guards
you can fence in your yard you can hold all the cards
but i won’t back down
oh no i won’t back down oh no
Artist: Eminem Featuring P Nk
Year: 2010
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 478