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eminem - desperados كلمات أغنية

[intro: proof]
yo, aiyyo turn the heads up and the mics up
we got the dreadknaughts, y’knahmsayin?
super mc, y’knahmean?
bugz, dirty and all that, all that sh_t, y’knahmsayin?
desperados with the cars, eminem

[verse 1: eminem]
chauvinist pig, drove in this big lincoln
till it went over the bridge, jumped out and dove in the ditch
broke in a mobile home and stole a stove and a fridge
kidnapped the parents and left the ransom note for the kids
i’ma go for your mids, here’s a body blow for your ribs
while you’re clutching your stomach and bleeding all over your b_tch
i know where you live, your girl showed mе your crib
unless she told me a fib, thеn i’ma have both of ya did
burning incense, facing a murder sentence
under intense investigation for k!lling infants
while i sit in padded rooms doing shrooms
having visions of dead pregnant women with brooms jabbed in they wombs
slit your carpet and rugs and f_ck your apartment up
sticking it far with drugs, and jumping in garbage trucks
i’m from the sh_tty slums that look like the city dumps
give you a kidney punch, and mug you to get me lunch
see me every summer laying up against the dumpster
with a hundred dollar jumper smothered in southern comfort
got my slim shady sticker on your mother’s bumper
she came home screaming, a bunch of motherf_ckers jumped her
[verse 2: proof]
aiyyo, proceed to list ’em, there’s no need to diss ’em
down here we heat ’em, destroy your whole breathing system
twist ’em like beer caps once they hear that
rap murder rates, and i snap vertebrates
collapse further states, my track preserve the great
your pack deserve a crate, in fact the word is fate
i k!ll you slow like aids_infested nuts
i’m holding vendetta like seven great_molested sl_ts
calling me a b_tch n_gga, you need to stop
reality, one on one, how many times you got dropped?
i’m cutthroat when any track runs, conscious when i smack nuns
the rough method make muslims run and pack guns
i’m volcanic, the sermon preacher
burning emcees, most wanted by herman kiefer
you tried to get a squad, they was like “money, oh no”
leave you brain_dead, hitting trees with sonny bono
i kick without a dojo, d12 slow flow
shoot down your mothership and pimp_smack mojo
no pro wanna go knuckle_blades with the renegade
n_gga tried to go pop, and plus they minute_made
my lieutenant sprayed your brigade and trampled your flow
big p, the reason emcees cancelled they show
the truth will hurt, seeing proof at work, no shame in it
the best part of your show is when you put my name in it
my squad be godly, fearing sh_t hardly
so i hope when i’ma die, dope like chris farley
[verse 3: bugz]
f_ck that_! who run sh_t once these drums hit?
you dove headfirst into some old dumb sh_t
here’s a can of asswhip, for you to come get
yo’ cl!ck made they trip, i make them hoes suck mint
ask them girl, they know the scoop, don’t f_ck with bugz b_tch
i chop off her titty, have you sucking one tit
them pink belly n_ggas, is who you run wit
making half_ass songs, sh_tty snares and one kick
i hate yo’ d_mn sound, don’t like it one bit_!
you could make a double album, won’t have one hit
your entire outfit, is on some bullsh_t
and there’s not a d_mn one that i can’t outwit
i ad_mit, that my style is unfit
for momma’s baby boy, because i’m on some dumb sh_t
like i commit, larceny, give harm quick
you pull the alarm switch i stab you in your armpit
now who the nitwit wanna come get wit
this egotistic hip hop fundamentalistic?
don’t risk it, you get your sh_t split
now keep your distance, and keep existence
i’m persistent when it comes to bent sh_t
i smoke a, blunt with my judge right before my sentence
i’m relentless, to deny is senseless
yo’ b_tch paid my bill, that’s where the h_ll yo’ rent went
f_ck that_!
[verse 4: almighty dreadknaughts]
i k!ll competition, with no way out as an opposition
execute the passengers on the flight, my executive decision
then reminisce on how _shady_ the business
terrorists asked by iraelis when they visit
bombing incentive, world war three in the making
murdered the exhibition, team finish_! beat the ref senseless_!
no timeout, extended play burns over your intermission
then christen the battlefield with the blood of christians
crying for the messiah, but he don’t listen
i pop my wig when i top the stove frame, boil sizzling
a pyromaniac cook, i do damage to kitchens
f_ck home depot, i demolition
when i home improve, you need bob here to _fix it_
f_ck school and supervision
bit off of financial aid and smoked up my tuition
only hang around rappers with explicit lyrics
and pistol_grip punks for the beefing, do you wanna get heated?

[verse 5: almighty dreadknaughts]
i got a mind full of troubles, everything’s in doubles
i buy my guns in couples, no time for placement fumbles
cause emcees come and emcees go, with broke flow
injured from head to toe, no fitter model, we full_throttle
you stuck in low, incapable to master flow
everything is tactical, living mathematical
i smash the flow, unleash and let go
i sh_t like lava, original designer
married to marijuana since a minor
making attempts to sink my battleship could get you bent like fibs, what?
applying death_defying feats, maintain to keep my peace
flow like the sea when i release these beats over concrete

[outro: almighty dreadknaughts]
my presidented transition has taken place
as i express vocally on the m_i_c_r_o
power he’s cipher, not equality, i deal it
lace the track and made it real, now i know my people feel it
keep their heads bobbing and the emotionals sobbing
plus a culture_cipher after shows, hoes slobbing
kn_bs, love the f_cking flavor of the icing
plus i’m precise and, my double edge continue slicing

- eminem

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