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  • Текст песни Eminem - Baby

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    One thousand different houses and Munchausen
    I'ma make you wanna punch out some f- one
    "Ouch, what the f- you hit me for?"
    Screamed life as I punch counter, in bunches out of anger
    I once encountered a stranger in a dumb gown
    Black hoodie with a scythe, I laughed in his face, spit
    Bi- gave me an extra life, like, "Take this"
    Now get your ass back in that game, bi-
    Don't take sh- for granted, and don't take sh-, give it
    Only bull you should take is by the horns
    A mixture of Whitey Ford and Mighty Thor
    I everlast, pen is mightier than sword
    Finish writin', then record, replenish, keep writin' more
    Nothing's ridin' on it but your pride, that's all you're fighting for
    So you fight, scratch, you claw
    Backs to wall, no one was there to catch you fall
    You pick yourself back up, you dust your jacket off
    You grab your balls like they're gargantuan and
    Ask yourself how f- bad you want it
    Pull out your badge for whoopin' a- and flash it on em'
    Nobody's gonna back you in the corner, you're a hornet
    No one's more ignorant then you f- four in the mornin'
    You're at the laboratory, stormin' like there's nothing that's more important
    Emcees, you better consider this a formal warning, you're in for it
    Girl, what would you do if I said your body was off the chain?
    And I told you I smile every single time I saw your face?
    I ain't finished, b-, I meant in half, oil the blades
    Nobody wants to play, they say I'm a spoiled little baby, but
    Nobody puts baby in the corner
    I'm only tryna warn ya
    'Cause that baby gets mad
    And gets to throwin' a tantrum
    He'll f- flip on ya
    'Cause nobody puts baby in the corner
    I'm only tryna warn ya
    'Cause that baby gets mad
    And gets to throwin' a tantrum
    He'll f- flip on ya
    What goes through an addict's brain besides static pain
    And Big Daddy Kane, breakbeats and words?
    An erratic train of thought like splatter paint, scatter brain
    Yeah, maybe that explains why you're back but don't rap the same (yeah)
    And you're looking way thinner
    'Cause your hunger got you lookin' like they took away dinner
    Sugar Ray Leonard wouldn't sugar-coat a f- booger though
    Just to wipe that b- on a hooker's coat
    When you say you're a (chika) what? (Chika) G.O.A.T.
    Now fling that b- from your fingertips
    Hope it lands on another rap singers lips who can't think of sh-
    Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit
    Yo, who's king of this f- English lit'?
    Let your middle fingers flip on each hand, while extending the sh-
    How low can you go? Lower then Chuck D, ho
    Hear the bassiness in my voice? Rocky's back, where my Adrian's?
    Nobody's crazy as Shady in an eighty million mile radius
    I'm what Tom Brady is to the Patriots to rap
    Not a man, I'm a weapon who just happened to be a rapper
    Who just happen to be on the crapper
    When it happened I had an epiphany in the bathroom
    I'd never be the same after, now I'm back with an appe-
    Tite for destruction and a f- recipe for disaster
    So let's eat 'cause I'm famished, every deed is a dastardly one
    Evilest bastard, even you asking for me to be po-
    Lite to people's like me having my teeth pulled
    Nobody puts baby in the corner
    I'm only tryna warn ya
    'Cause that baby gets mad
    And gets to throwin' a tantrum
    He'll f- flip on ya
    'Cause nobody puts baby in the corner
    I'm only tryna warn ya
    'Cause that baby gets mad
    And gets to throwin' a tantrum
    He'll f- flip on ya
    So step inside a dimension demented side of a mind that's like
    An inside of an engine while I multiply your undivided attention
    But be reminded that if I didn't mention
    I lose my mind and my temper you'll be the first one who finds him offensive
    Got him climbin' the fences, lost some time to addiction
    But look up rhyme in the dictio-nary, I'm in the picture
    Eminem is the synonym for it, I'm an enigma
    F- it, let's get to the meatballs
    I'm gonna skip the veg and potatoes, edumacator (they are)
    Sh-, legends are made of, spit treacherous data
    Sh- that you would say to your worst enemy
    This wretchedness is what you get when you mix Treach with a Jada
    Then combine 'em with Method Man and Redman with metham
    Phetamines in each left hand, in each right is a sledgehammer
    And pajamas, standin' in front of a webcam
    Beatin' themselves in the head 'til Russell let's him off Def Jam
    Maybe I need my head exam-ed, Hannibal Lecter with a dead lamb
    Hangin' from his ceiling, drippin' with a bed pan
    I need meds, swear to God, 'cause If I go off the edge
    T.I. ain't talkin' me off a ledge, man
    Heart throb that'll fart, ah, nah
    More like a smart slob, part blob that'll stab you with a sharp ob-
    Ject to the heart and leave claw marks all over the Walmart walls
    Little baby with large balls
    F- mud slingin', I'm blood flingin'
    There's nothing on this f- Earth better than being the
    King of the playground, I hate the swings but I love being an underdog
    'Cause when I'm pushed I end up swingin' (ah)
    Nobody puts baby in the corner
    I'm only tryna warn ya
    'Cause that baby gets mad
    And gets to throwin' a tantrum
    He'll f- flip on ya
    'Cause nobody puts baby in the corner
    I'm only tryna warn ya
    'Cause that baby gets mad
    And gets to throwin' a tantrum
    He'll f- flip on ya

    Тьфу, что бы ты сказал своему злейшему врагу
    Вот это убожество получается, когда смешиваешь Трича с Джадой.
    Затем объедините их с Method Man и Redman с метамом.
    В каждой левой руке фетамины, в каждой правой по кувалде.
    И пижама, стою перед веб-камерой.
    Бьют себя по голове, пока Рассел не отпустит его с Def Jam
    Может быть, мне нужно осмотреть голову, Ганнибал Лектер с мертвым ягненком
    Свисаю с потолка, капаю с кастрюли.
    Мне нужны лекарства, клянусь Богом, потому что, если я сойду с края
    Т.И. не отговаривай меня от уступа, чувак
    Сердцебиение, которое пукнет, ах, нет
    Больше похоже на умного неряху, наполовину каплю, которая нанесет тебе острый удар.
    Нанеси удар прямо в сердце и оставь следы когтей на стенах Walmart.
    Маленький ребенок с большими шариками
    F- обливаюсь грязью, я истекаю кровью.
    На этой чертовой Земле нет ничего лучше, чем быть
    Король детской площадки, я ненавижу качели, но мне нравится быть аутсайдером
    Потому что, когда меня толкают, я в конечном итоге раскачиваюсь (ах)
    Никто не поставит ребенка в угол
    Я только пытаюсь тебя предупредить
    Потому что этот ребенок злится
    И закатывает истерику
    Он набросится на тебя
    Потому что никто не ставит ребенка в угол
    Я только пытаюсь тебя предупредить
    Потому что этот ребенок злится
    И закатывает истерику
    Он набросится на тебя

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