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 Eminem - The Warning (Mariah Carey Diss) [LYRICS] Only reason I dissed you in the first place is because you denied seeing me, Now Im pissed off. Sit back homey relax, infact grab a six pack, kick back while I kick facts, Yeah Dre sick track, perfect way to get back Wanna hear something wick wack? I got the same exact tat thats on Nicks back Im obsessed now, Oh gee, is that supposed to be me in the video with the goatee, Wow Mariah, didnt expect her to go balls out, Bitch, shut the fuck up before I put all them phone calls out, you made to my house when you was wild n out before Nick, When you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about, How many times you fly to my house? Still trying to count, Better shut your lying mouth if you dont want Nick finding out, You probably think cuz its been so long if i had something on you I woulda did it by now, Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, Im mixing our studio session down and sending it to mastering to make it loud, Enough dirt on you to murder you, This is what the fuck I do, Mariah, it ever occur to you that I still have pictures? However you prefer to do and goes for Nick too, faggot You think Im scared of you? You gonna ruin my career you better get one, Like Ima sit and fight with you over some slut bitch cunt that made me put up with her psycho ass over 6 months and only spread her legs to let me hit once, Yeah, what you gonna say? Im lucky? Tell the public that I was so ugly that you fucking had to be drunk to fuck me? Second base? What the fuck you tell Nick, pumpkin? In the second week we was dry humping. Its gotta count for something, Listen, girly. Surely you dont want me to talk about how I nutted early 'cos ejaculated prematurely and bust all over your belly, and you almost started hurling and said I was gross, go get a towel youre stomachs curling. Or maybe you do. But if Im embarrassing me, Im embarrassing you and dont you dare say it isnt true. As long as the songs getting airplay Im dissing you. Im a hair away from getting carried away and getting sued. I was gonna stop at 16. That was 32. This is 34 bars. We aint even third of the way through. Damn, Slim. Mariah played you. Mariah who? Oh did I say whore, Nick? I meant a liar too. Like Ive been goin off on you all this time for no reason, Girl you out ya alcholic mind. Check ya wine cellar. Look at all the amounts of all the wine, Like I fuckin sit around and think about you all the time, I just think this shit is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme. But fuck it now im about to draw the line. And for you to cross it thats a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb. I can describe areas of your house you wouldnt find on an episode of Cribs, A blow below the ribs if I hear another word so dont go opening your jibs cos every time you do its just another load of fibs, I aint saying this shit again, ho, you know what it is. Its a warning shot for I blow up ya whole spot, Call my bluff and Ill release every fucking thing I got, Including the voicemails right before you flipped your top, When me and Luis were tryin to stick two CDs in the same spot, (Slim Shady I love you) I love you too Let me whisper sweet nothings into your ear, boo. Now what you say? (Its nothing) Yeah so what Ill do? Is refresh your memory when you said I want you Now should I keep going or should we call truce? (You think youre cute, right? Hahaha) You bet your sweet ass I do (Im Mary Poppins, b) And Im Superman, ooo (Mary P. Slim Shady) Comin at you So if youll still be my (babygirl) Then Ill still be your (Superhero, Wilma M.) Yeah, Im right here (You like this) Nope. Not anymore, Dear. It cuts like a (knife) when I tell ya get a (life) But Im movin on with mine Nick, is that your (wife) Well tell her to shut her mouth then Ill leave her alone, If she dont (sing this script?) then Ima just keep goin. (I see Mary Ann. Mary Anns saying cut the tape, cut the tape. Knife!) | 00:03:20 |
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 Eminem - Almost Famous lyrics. [Eminem Intro] Yeah, can't stop now... This maybe the last chance I get, to be famous [Hook] You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenceless There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes I just wanna be famous But be careful what you wish for! [Eminem - Verse 1] I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist, they call me Slim Rothelsberger I go beserker than a fed up post office worker A murker with a mossberg, I'm pissed off, get murdered Like someone took a ketchup squirter, squirted a frankfurter For a gangsta, you should of shit your pants when you saw The chainsaw get to waving like a terrible towel I faced her around when his fangs come out, get your brains blown out That's what I call blowing your mind, when I come back like nut on your spine I'm a thumbtac that you slept on son Now here I come screaming "attack" like I just stepped on one! Lowering the totem til' he showed 'em, defiance, giant scrotum He don't owe them bitches shit, his bridges, he out wrote 'em He's so out cold, he's knocked out at the south pole and Nobody fucks with him, rigamortis and post-mortem He's dying of boredom, take your best rhymes, record 'em Then try to thwart him, he'll take your punchlines and snort 'em Shit stained drawers, you gon' fuck with the guy that licks the blades of his chainsaws While he dips 'em in PF Chang sauce? Game's off homie, hang it up like some crank calls You think I'm backing down, you must be out your dang skulls! I'm almost famous [Hook] [Eminem: Verse 2] I'm back for revenge, I lost the battle, that ain't happening again I'm at your throat like strep, I step strapped with a pen Metaphors wrote on my hand, some are just stored in my mem-ory Some are wrote on a napkin, do what I have to to win Pulling out all stops, any who touch a mic prior (kh) Is not even Austin Powers, how the fuck are they Mike Myers And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko 'for I take a shit in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch Now get off my dick, dick's too short of a word for my dick Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick! Don't call me the champ, call me the space shuttle destroyer I just blew up the challenger, matter of fact, I need a lawyer I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast Beat his ass naked and pee'd in his corner like Verne Troyer Ya'll are Eminem backwards, you're menime's See he's in a-whole-nother weight class, his slugs your BB's Your bean bag bullets, you're full of it, you were dissing his CD's Laughed at Infinite, now he's back like someone pissed in his wheeties No peace treaty's, he's turned into a beast His new Slim Shady EP's got the attention of the mighty DRE He's almost famous [Hook] [Verse 3] Now there he goes, in Dre's studio, cupping his balls Screaming the wood off the panelling, cussing the paint off the walls Spewing his hate to these haters, showing no love for these broads He ain't giving 'em shit, he's scissor pinch a penny so hard He'll leave a bruise on the bronze so dark You can see the mark when it scars, til Abraham Lincoln is screaming out "AHHH!" His metaphors and similies ain't similar to them not at all If they don't like they can all get fucked, instead of sucking him off They can go get a belt or a neck tie, to hang themselves by Like David Carradine, they can go fuck themselves and just die And eat shit while they at it, he's fucking had it He's mad at the whole world, so go to hell and build a snowman, girl The bullies become bullied, the pussies get pushed and they better pull me, take me back to 9th grade to school me Cause I ain't looking back only forward, this whole spot blowing Who coulda known he'd grow to be a poet and not know it And while I'm being poetic, let me get stoic And raise the bar higher than my opinion of these women below it So bare witness to some biblical shit As the cold wind blowing, this world ain't gonna know what hit it, he did it, he made it, he's finally famous! | 00:04:53 |
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