2.0 Boys - Eminem (埃米纳姆)

Ryan's a homocidal misfit

I write the solution of biophysics

On the side of a cliff

And some hieroglyphics

This my admission to having violence psychotic

With the vile polish politics by the way

I'm higher than the Eiffel tower tip

I like writing but I will stick

This pencil in your a** before I bite ya sh*t

Pause inhale hell n kush

Us and Yealwolf

Like a heavy foot gas pedal push

Felon's crooks going door to door

Like he's selling books

Dolly Parton style melons mush

Now my b**ch dancer

I'm bout as sick as cancer

If you could swallow my style

You probably rip ya pants off

If you could bottle my style

And sell it to somebody

It'd probably smell like cologne

Made out of bits of panther

They call me anchor man

I'll hold down the ship

Leave you n-ggas floating in water

And go and drown a fish

F-ck I'm f-cking heinous

I'll make you f-cking famous

Them lead showers is coming

F-ck is you sayin'

F-ck it's f-cking raining

Sh*t it's lightening

B**ch its thundering cause

I'm hushing up I'm a storm if you wonderin'

Sh*t you could muster up a thought

To take a toter and a brain fart

If you wanted urine in your face

All you had to do was say it

You wish you woulda just stayed

Pissed off in the first place

We came to monopolise the game

Illuminati is here yeah

Human oddities

At odds with us

Just what its gotta be

Cause we started out cold

And it snowballed

We froze soon as we

Rolled up on these hoes

All's we know is ya'll lowered

The bar like Limbo

You know who you are

So quit f-cking the dog before we

Start callin' you Bizaare

Sh*t screw the pooch

Ya'll dun raped a pitbull

Fell in love with Shih-tzu

This missle's directed directly at you

And as for these hoes who don't know me

From a can of paint

You must be huffin' f-ck the ballsack

If you taint skank take you on a date

You mistake me for a gentleman

Your 2000 and late man and Will-I-aint

I'm the bad guy type of guy

That will drag 5 girls up on stage

Pour ice in their pants and the first one

Who pee's gets a black eye

You must be outta ya mind

You think you f-cking with us

Suck on these nuts

B**ch hang it up this game is over

Puffing loosies watching

I Love Lucy with Gary Busey

Crazy how the f-ck could you son me

I'm Shady

Will there ever come a day

When they could slay me

I don't know fifth month black

And yellow insect maybe

Til then I kill the bad man tryna slay me

Everything you kick weak

Your speak kung fu yazy

All my homeboys 2 0 boys

Nickle I just picked up a Phantom

Look how it rolls Royce

Even if I wanted to quit

I ain't got no choice

Verses keep coming

I should invoice my own voice

You should see the kind of asses

That my pole hoist

Hoes be like diamonds in your chain

Man so moist

Bang bang bang bang

House gang chainsaw

Here to kill you p-ssy's

Don't ask what we came for

I write til my right arm vein's sore

Forearm feel like

Thor's arm in a gang war

You hear that Yaowa

You know who finna file out

Definitively finish you

My fist stick out that eyeball

Piranha mentality with a jaws bite all night

Coming up never saw light

But never lost sight

Jets and movers

Cess-poolers meth abusers

You step to us text rugers to

Respect the shooters

My men think in sync

Roll with the best crew

Move to the beat of the same drum

Without Lex Luger

Welcome to nay hood

Bigger than jects G

Cheated death multiple times

Without riggin the deck

So I'm well prepped if you just want war

There'll be blood everywhere

You be laying on the Louboutin floor

It's raw you keep acting

Like you don't know Mouse n-gga

And you gon' need the best doctors

House n-gga

Guard your jewels and avoid large tools

Cause after I spill you at the light

You be in a car pool

Keep your distance from idiots

Cause the truth told

They food for thought's rotten

They gems are fool's gold

Need results from my actions

Mistakes I'll exonerate

I'm Martin King staring at

A picture of Obama's face

Talking funds n-ggas ain't never seen stock

I don't need the key to the game

I pick a mean lock

You must be outta ya mind

You think you f-cking with us

Suck on these nuts

B**ch hang it up

This game is over

Takeoff you invited inside of the

Mind of a psychotic rhymer

I'm kind of a Dahmer I'm grinding

Now rappers are lining up jackers

I'm climbing up ladders

I buy enough clappers to retire you factors

Fire at drama

You liars and actors

I'm the genuine article

But read me wrong get my gun

And split you to particles particles

Tell me when and I'm there

Not only heir to the throne

But my chair is suspended in air

Stay fly like a limited fare

You got us pegged wrong

My circle don't fit in with squares

I smell sh*t and piss know

Where it's coming from

You stepped on number two

Just to be number one

Now I'ma step on you bring

It to yo yard

Bogart for arts we go hard

You frauds just blow hard like broads

I coast guard the west

I'm Mozart

I compose dark sh*t with no heart

I got no Jim Beam in the liver

Getting head like clean clippers

With haters on my dick like a jeans zipper

When I throw up 16 s like I drink liquor

You think you seen sick

Well b**ch

You ain't seen sicker

Then I'll crack and then

I'll hop around in a hospital gown

Popping the trunk my pumper

Stay cocking the round

I sh*t logs and I piss river brown

Cause I drink creek water

And spit the river Nile

And that's as close as

I get to a pyramid

Sh*t they think I'm Illuminati

so f-ckin' ignorant

Sick with a grin here with

This pen so innocent

But when you win

They say you a sin

But in the end

They jump on the bandwagon

And dance to the band playing

Skinny-a** pants sagging

It's only yourself you playing

Call me a clown

But you love where the clown's hanging

And the freakshow's at the county

Carnival then you pay

B**ch I'm on a trapeze

With no legs in the dark

Yelling "Go Shady" driving

Slower than an old lady

In an old '89 no piece if you pay me

Gimme peace sign on my grill

No Mercedes

I'm getting paid for these shows

That I throw lately

Same shows a year ago woulda

Broken most of you crazies

They call me crazy cause I made it

B**ch you crazy cause you quit

Look at my clique lately

You ain't f-cking wit' Budden

You ain't got no choice with Royce

You don't wanna see the Crooked I

Well listen to Ortiz voice

That dirt road hit the 8 Mile

The porno boys

And if Marshall want me to clap

Then homie I deploy

Game over

Yo I don't think they heard you

Tell 'em again