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eminem - harry houdini ( كلمات أغنية

[intro]
guess who’s back
back again?
shady’s back
tell a friend
guess who’s back, guess who’s back
guess who’s back, guess who’s back
guess who’s back, guess who’s back
guess who’s back? (haha)
(na_na_na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
(na_na_na, na, na, na, na)
well

[verse 1]
look what the stork brung (what?)
little baby devil with the forked tongue (ah)
and it’s sticking out, yeah, like a sore thumb—(bleah)
with a forehead that it grew h_rns from (look)
still a white jerk (it’s him)
pulling up in a chrysler to the cypher with the vic’s, percs, and a bud light shirt (yeah)
lyrical technician (yeah)
an electrician (yeah)
y’all light work (haha)
and i don’t gotta play pretend, it’s you i make believе (what?)
and ya know i’m here da stay ’cause mе (why?)
if i was to ever take a leave (what?)
it would be aspirin a break a feve (yuh)
if i was to ask megan thee—(what?)
stallion if she would collab with me
would i really have a shot at a feat? (hah)
ion’t know, but i’m glad to be back, like
[chorus 1]
“abra_abracadabra (chka, and for my last trick)
i’m ’bout da reach in my bag, bruh (chka)
abra_abracadabra (chka, and for my last trick, poof)
just like that and i’m back, bruh”
now

[verse 2]
back in the days of old me (when?)
right around the time i became a dope fiend (oh)
ate some codeine, as a way of coping taste of opiates (mmm)
case of o.e
turned me into smiley face emoji (whoo)
my sh_t may not be age appropri—
ate, but i will hit an eight_year_old in the face with a partic_p_tion trophy
’cause i have zero doubts—(why?)
that this whole world’s ’bout da—(yeah)
turn into some girl scouts
that censorship bureau’s out—(chka)
to shut me down, so when i started this verse (what?)
it did start off light_hearted at first (hmm)
but it feels like i’m targeted
mind_boggling how my profit has skyrocketed, look what i pocketed
yeah, the sh_t is just like y’all have been light jogging and i’ve been running at full speed
and that’s why i’m ahead like my noggin, and i’m the fight y’all get in
when you debate who the best, but, ops, i’m white_chalking when—(yeah)
i step up to that mic (chka)
c_ck it then
“oh, my god, it’s him—(chka)
not again”
[chorus 2]
abra_abracadabra (chka, and for my last trick)
i’m ’bout da reach in my bag, bruh (chka)
abra_abracadabra (chka, and for my last trick, poof)
just like that and i’m back, bruh
(break it down)

[bridge]
sometimes, i wonder what the old me’d say (if what?)
if he can see the way sh_t is today (look at this sh_t, man)
he’d probably say that everything is gay (like happy)
what’s my name, what’s my name? (chka, slim shady)
so

[verse 3]
how many little kids still wanna act like me? (haha)
i’m a bigger pr_ck than cacti be (yuh)
and that’s why these—(what?)
words sting, just like you were being attacked by bees
in the coupe leaning back my seat (what?)
bumping r. kelly’s favorite group, the black guy pee’s (haha)
in my air max 90’s
white t’s walking parental advisory
my transgender cat’s siamese—(what?)
identifies as black, but acts chinese—(haha)
like a motherf_cking hacky sack i treat—(why?)
the whole world, ’cause i got it at my feet (yuh)
how can i explain to you—(what?)
that even myself, i’m a danger too? (ah)
i hop on tracks like a kangaroo
and say a few things or two da anger you (chka)
but, f_ck that, if i think that sh_t, i’ma say that sh_t
cancel me what? okay, that’s it, go ahead, paul, quit
snake_ass pr_ck, you male crossdresser (haha)
fake_ass b_tch
and i’ll probably get sh_t for that
(watch)
but you can all suck my d_ck, in fact
f_ck them (who?), f_ck dre, f_ck jimmy (yep), f_ck me, f_ck you (what?)
f_ck my own kids, they’re brats (f_ck ’em)
they can screw_off (yeah)
them and you all (uh)
you too, paul, got two b_lls, big as rupaul’s (woah)
what cha thought you saw ain’t what chu saw (nah)
’cause you’re never gon’ see me
caught sleeping—
and see the kidnapping never did happen (nope)
like sherri papini, harry houdini, i vanish into the thin air as i’m leaving, like
[chorus 2]
“abra_abracadabra (chka, and for my last trick)
i’m ’bout da reach in my bag, bruh (chka)
abra_abracadabra (chka, and for my last trick, poof)
just like that and i’m back, bruh (chka)

- eminem

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