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eminem - 1984 كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
yo
my dad left in ’84, prolly sniffin’ coke with a meth wh0re
said, “back soon,” then ghosted like a broke ouija board
no hugs, no calls, no alimony
just a stain on the mattress and a half_eaten ravioli
mama cried on the couch, i just stared at the floor
like, “where the f_ck is he goin’?” (to h_ll, probably more)
i had a g.i. joe, he had a g.t.a. plan
left a baby marshall with a trash bag and no godd_mn man
no bedtime story, no catch with the ball
just learned to rhyme pain like a brick through a wall
dad’s voice? never heard it
except in my head, sayin’ “you’re worthless”
thanks for the trauma, you piеce of sh_t
now i got bars harder than your d_ck evеr gets
you taught me abandonment, cool, i learned
now i leave my demons on fire and let ’em burn, b_tch

[hook]

nineteen_eighty_f_ck_you_4
when you dipped out the door, left my soul on the floor
nineteen_eighty_suck_my_core
daddy left, now shady’s the god of war
i hope your new kid chokes on legos
while i p_ss on your gravestone wearin’ kangols
and i’ll smile with a mic in my palm
like, “this one’s for you, dad” — middle f_ckin’ bomb
[verse 2]
i got abandonment issues with beats i abuse
every time i rap, it’s a therapy noose
y’all want the truth? i was nine with a screw loose
paintin’ devil faces on my juice boxes and school shoes
mama said, “be like your dad” — so i vanished
except i came back with a vengeance and damage
he left me a legacy of rage and bad credit
so i turned pain into plaques — now regret it
i hope your spine slips while you fix your hair
in the mirror, see my face screamin’, “i don’t care!”
you could die in a ditch while your soul detaches
i’d still spit sixteen bars on your ashes
never needed you, never missed ya
just another sperm donor in my scripture
now every album’s a shovel, i dig ya deeper
you made slim — now reap the feature, b_tch

[hook]
nineteen_eighty_f_ck_you_4
thanks for the silence, the wounds, the war
nineteen_eighty_leave_me_more
you broke me in half, now i break the floor
i made pain look platinum, thanks to you
you were my blueprint for what not to do
so when i win, and they call me insane
i just smile and say — blame his name
[outro]
he ain’t dead…
but he might as well be
and if he is?
good

- eminem

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