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Testo Drop The Bomb On 'Em - Eminem

Testo della canzone Drop The Bomb On 'Em (Eminem), tratta dall'album Relapse: Refill

Yeah, boy
Dem better ring the alarm, boy
Dem know what's comin', boy
Buck, buck, buck!
Haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, fuckin' bomboclaat, I'm hard as canard
The little boy who shot Omar in The Wire
Tie a whore up with barbed wire, I'm nothin' but a broad, boy
I'm the real deal, and char broiler on a bonfire
And bon voyage, bitch, I'm like Chef Boyardee in this bitch
Send a bomb to my mom's lawyer
I'm a problem for ya, boy, you think you're Tom Sawyer
'Til I pull you out the fuckin' storybook and stomp on ya
Fuckin' fictional characters and fairy tales
Prepare yourself for Captain America on Ferris wheels
But it ain't fiction, it's fact, boy, beware, it's real
Them lyrics you wield equal zero to a hero's shield
Mr. Fly-By-The-Seat-Of-His-Pants, parasail
Fall, hit the trampoline, bounce and grab a pair of stilts
And I ain't wearin' zilch, zip, zero, nothing, no nada
Like your father fucking your mother (Drop the bomb on 'em)
Bitch, please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady, please, p-please don't drop the bomb on me
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
I don't want no doggone beef
See, ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
Please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady, please, p-please don't drop the bomb on me
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
I don't want no doggone beef
See, ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me
Boy, I'm the real McCoy, you little boys can't even fill voids
Party's over, kids, kill the noise, here come the killjoys
Me and Dre the steel alloys, the rap Crown Royals
You scalp cowboys, now how that sound for ya?
Yeah, boy, you know we're 'bout to put it down for ya
So kick your shoes off, and before ya, have a sound voyage
And sayonara, see you fuckers tomorrow
Get some R&R and marinate in some marinara
And have a Coke and a smile, don't make me open a jar
Of whoop-ass on ya, that's the last straw ya hopin' to draw
Yeah, you fresher than most, boy, I'm just doper than all
Boy, I'm that boy, boy, them boys, them no up to par
I just show up, go up to the stage and blow up the spot
There ain't no boy who can do what I do, boy, I'm a star
Boy, I told ya, boy, I'm a soldier, boy, I'm Deshaun
Holden in this bitch, I'm the proof, boy, you're a fraud
I'll destroy ya, boy, fuck around and blow you to sod
Oh my God, boy, you didn't, God, and no, you did not
I got a whole storyboard for ya, boy, of the plot
You're gettin' got whether you try to avoid it or not
Apology not accepted, boy, Detroit is a rock
We get to beefin', ain't no tellin' at what point it'll stop
All I got to do is point to the spot, when the bomb drops
Boy, does it drop, but when it does, boy, there's a problem
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
Bitch, please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady, please, p-please don't drop the bomb on me
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
I don't want no doggone beef
See, ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
Please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady, please, p-please don't drop the bomb on me
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
I don't want no doggone beef
See, ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me
Boy, don't jinx yourself, boy, I'm Michael Spinks with the belt
Stringer Bell, boy, my name rings bells for itself
I'm sick as hell, boy, you better run and tell someone else
Bringin' hell, boy, I sing in telegrams and get dealt
And to that boy on them sedative meds who said he was better
I'll bet he never seen Freddie in that black and red little sweater
Back better than ever, the cheddar shredder, the greater
The beef grinder, I'll settle vendettas a little later
Givin' haters incubators, think you made a mistake
By sayin' Shady was ghost, I ain't even close to the gate
You got one foot in the grave, just stay put and behave
I'm 'bout to turn this fuckin' place to Beirut in a day, so hey
Wouldn't you say I'm the shit? Couldn't agree with ya more
If you were to say that my fuckin' shit doesn't stink
Shady fuckin' Aftermath, boy, the ship doesn't sink
It just floats in the fuckin' water 'til we fill up the tank
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
Bitch, please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady, please, p-please don't drop the bomb on me
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
I don't want no doggone beef
See, ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
Please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady, please, p-please don't drop the bomb on me
(Drop the bomb on 'em)
I don't want no doggone beef
See, ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Christopher Batson, Andre Romell Young, Trevor Lawrence, Marshall B. Mathers Iii, Dawaun W. Parker
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