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Despicable

Despicable

Eminem

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Ugh, ha (Da-na na-na-na) Nah, fuck an intro, man, let's just go (Yeah!) I come around like what goes around What goes up must come down Anyone who comes up must go down Might as well go for the gusto now Better not let up, better not let them breathe Last shot, give it all you got Try to turn me down, bitch Get fucked with a volume knob, fuck all you snobs Hoes, I hope all you rot Two bottles of Lubriderm and a box of condoms Is that all you brought? And you want a ménage à trois, you twats? Fuck that, I'd rather turn this club to a barroom brawl Get rowdy as Roethlisberger in a bathroom stall Like a leech stuck in a vacuum, y'all Ain't nothing but a whole lot of sucking going on in rap Yeah, but I'm home Bad to the bone, back in the zone Let him alone, you don't want to go eggin' him on It'll never be my chair that you own Crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain No oxygen—other words, there's no heir to the throne When I die so does hip-hop Hitchcock of the shit, bitch, ask Doc Got it ziplocked in a bag You fags ain't been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high-top Keep bloggin' while I mind-boggle And I zone like I'm in the twilight, dog Get off my bone, this is my mic, doggone it I like hoggin' it Flows so wet, I'ma take this beat tobogganing I'm waterloggin' it—I'm sogging it Pull your verse out the beat and stomp on it Suplexing it on cement Like I'm on some "Straight Outta Compton" shit Take this dick and chomp on it I'm so bad I can bitchslap a backhanded compliment Jackass, eat a donkey dick The game I just about conquered it Like Donkey Kong, I'm bonkers, bitch I'm the king of this honkey shit I reign supreme in this honkey shit No sense screaming and arguing Makes no difference whether a Benz or a Bentley Or a Bimmer's the car you in You think you ball? Well, I palm it I throw up bombs when I vomit Boy, I throw down in the kitchen Might hit your mom with my omelette But you got egg on your face Now watch me drop an atomic I should be strapped to the chest of a kamikaze Bitch, I'm as batshit as Ozzy It's obvious, you can tell right off the bat No pun intended, but come any closer, I'll bite off your head Tryna give me the finger's kinda like giving a spider the web I'm just gonna spin it and try to use it to my advantage I'll catch a fly in that bitch, you think you fly, you just food I give as much of a flying fuck as that Superman dude Guess I just do what you can't do And make you look stupid and bamboozled Confused as usual and you can get whipped She can open a can, too But you better hope you can handle the heat Or stay the fuck outta Hell's Kitchen I came to cockblock like a square fucking male chicken Yeah, it's Shady, slut, the rest can suck on that big one 'Cause I'm as despicable as Daffy Duck when I'm spittin' Haha, Recovery

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