Översättning: Eminem. Diss mig.
crazy poisonin minds of real young ladies die until i'm an asshole at 80 and last but not least, i love you too mathers, hailie (chorus) still wanna diss me
me And tell me 50 Cent was everything you wanna be come on [50 Cent] [Chorus] I know you don't want it with me You know you don't want it with me
me You poke a stick at a pitbull you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do
left for dead, dissed and forgotten Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave Talk about me
as sour as vinegar in they mouth See they can trigger me but They'll never figure me out, look at me now I bet ya' probably sick of me now, ain't you
Eminem:] Yeah, told you we'd be back. Welcome 2 hell [Verse 1: Eminem] There's a switch, I flip, emotions cut off So cold I done froze my butt off And
, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan Chorus Verse Three: Eminem Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me
pretend you miss me when you kiss me Then you diss me and we strenuously fight continuously Again you frisk me, for numbers trying to bust me It must
with me You poke a stick at a big boy you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets
as sour as vinegar in their mouth See, they can trigger me but they'll never figure me out Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now, ain't you
straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin' Flavor with no seasonin', this is the sneak preview I'll diss
still listenin? Don't you see, I'm dissing you Fade me out, why would you ever play me out? I'm cool What do yall want from me? [Repeat till fade]
of the messages at Shady Records you left me The fourth letter: "Slim, you really startin' to upset me!" The fifth letter told me you were comin' to get me
, Everyone Has Been Shot Come on hit me with my best Come on hit me with my best Come on hit me with my best Verse 4 [Eminem]: Aight, here's where I
Slaughter's came up Cause they know they hands tied, feet ball and chained up N-ggas be quick to call me the new 50 Cent Because of my relationship with Marshall Used to make me
minimal i could diss you subliminally, but i think criminal instinct has pushed me to the brink, my pussy does it stink he still loves me cause he puts me
fake Alex Donelly are you awake? Jo Wiley your so damned cool Didn't I used to work with you? Heard you snipe at my reformation Heard you diss me, on
