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Tobey
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Eminem
- Álbum: The Death of Slim Shady (Coup De Grâce)
- Lançado em: 12/07/2024
- Produzido por: marvy ayy, John Nocito, Daniyel, Carlton McDowell, Eminem & Cole Bennett
- 42
Shit, fuck, shit
Boy, huh
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
If you want space, I hope you take your helmet off soon as you get up to Venus and choke
Even while sleepin’, be thinkin’ so woke
White Cartiers, all I’m seein’ is dope
My city Leia and I’m Obi-Wan, got a mission to pass, I just might be the hope
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
If you want space, I hope you take your helmet off soon as you get up to Venus and choke
Even while sleepin’, be thinkin’ so woke
White Cartiers, all I’m seein’ is dope
My city Leia and I’m Obi-Wan, got a mission to pass, I just might be the hope
No español, I’m allergic to rojo and legally blind, all I’m seein’ is “go”
D to the A, there and back, if we ride with the Drac’, can’t smoke from the T to the O
Upped than a bitch, you can keep what you owe
Granny told me, “Boy, you reap what you sow”
Do the most, we over-even the score
Said he on the run, glued his feet to the floor
Up in my Tesla, I’m rollin’ up ‘Ishers, I stopped at Valero, think I should quit smokin’
Life is a gamble and I’m playin’ slots, pull it down, close my eyes and I pray I win tokens
All Wock’, no pop, how we drive, you can come and take a baby sip, still taste that it’s potent
One of one, sittin’ ‘round the stars, double R, finna race, yeah, the Wraith like a spaceship, it’s floatin’
All this drip, think I am below sea level
Cut your own wrist off with that weak bezel
Ride around with the Iron Giant, make ‘em eat metal
Watch unc’ break a rock down to three pebbles
Bam-bam, down three, hit the grand slam
Four pockets full, fully switched, go wham-wham
Pants cramp, pull it down, I’m countin’ ‘til my hands cramp
Wrote “DSM” on the beach, now the sand stamped
Boy
Ayy, ayy
They wanna bleed me and lead me to act like they need me, but fuck it, I do it alone (Woah)
She wanna touch me and rub me and go back to hubby, he probably could smell my cologne (Damn)
I was immersed in the Murcié, I show ‘em no mercy, I really was watchin’ the throne (For real)
Niggas ain’t turnin’ me down, when my baby asleep only time that I’m watchin’ my tone, look (Shh)
We don’t want chips with a chip on our shoulder
If he Obi-Wan, then I gotta be Yoda
Don’t need no promoter, we pull up, they know us
I’m the Ayatollah snatching your controller
I don’t give a fuck about you when I’m focused
Fuck all the drugs you take, I’m takin’ over
I paid attention, don’t need no payola
Can’t take ‘way from me, you just need to take cover (Frr)
I can paint a picture like I made the stencil
Fuck your whole image, I’m with Cole Bennett
I don’t know what the fuck they done told niggas
I put all of my heart and my soul in it
I met you in person, you so different
I can’t listen to you for a whole minute
Took a blood test, ain’t no ho in it
Watch your motherfuckin’ mouth ‘fore I go in it
They like, “No, he didn’t,” got ‘em more invested
If it’s one thing I make, I make no exceptions
I got new addresses, I got no reception
I got love and hate comin’ from both directions
Bitch, I come from the D where they BMFing
Where they movin’ them keys like a chord progression
Bitch, I’m omnipresent, I got no reflection
Made a livin’ off bars, I need no correction (No)
Grindin’ shit out, gotta stay patient
While you outside, we on staycation
Locked the fuck in, ain’t no playin’, for real, ‘less you playmakin’
I take the chances you hate takin’
Fuck it, dog, I’ma go Wes Craven
I’m at the safe, fuck a safe haven
They play with my name and I can’t take it (Lil’ bitch)
Boy
Ayy, ayy
They wanna bleed me and lead me to act like they need me, but fuck it, I do it alone (Woah)
She wanna touch me and rub me and go back to hubby, he probably could smell my cologne (Damn)
I was immersed in the Murcié, I show ‘em no mercy, I really was watchin’ the throne (For real)
Niggas ain’t turnin’ me down, when my baby asleep only time that I’m watchin’ my tone, look (Shh)
We don’t want chips with a chip on our shoulder
If he Obi-Wan, then I gotta be Yoda
Don’t need no promoter, we pull up, they know us
I’m the Ayatollah snatching your controller
I don’t give a fuck about you when I’m focused
Fuck all the drugs you take, I’m takin’ over
I paid attention, don’t need no payola
Can’t take ‘way from me, you just need to take cover (Frr)
I can paint a picture like I made the stencil
Fuck your whole image, I’m with Cole Bennett
I don’t know what the fuck they done told niggas
I put all of my heart and my soul in it
I met you in person, you so different
I can’t listen to you for a whole minute
Took a blood test, ain’t no ho in it
Watch your motherfuckin’ mouth ‘fore I go in it
They like, “No, he didn’t,” got ‘em more invested
If it’s one thing I make, I make no exceptions
I got new addresses, I got no reception
I got love and hate comin’ from both directions
Bitch, I come from the D where they BMFing
Where they movin’ them keys like a chord progression
Bitch, I’m omnipresent, I got no reflection
Made a livin’ off bars, I need no correction (No)
Grindin’ shit out, gotta stay patient
While you outside, we on staycation
Locked the fuck in, ain’t no playin’, for real, ‘less you playmakin’
I take the chances you hate takin’
Fuck it, dog, I’ma go Wes Craven
I’m at the safe, fuck a safe haven
They play with my name and I can’t take it (Lil’ bitch)
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
If you want space, I hope you take your helmet off soon as you get up to Venus and choke
Even while sleepin’, be thinkin’ so woke
White Cartiers, all I’m seein’ is dope
My city Leia and I’m Obi-Wan, got a mission to pass, I just might be the hope
The Death of Slim Shady (Coup De Grâce)
Ficha técnica
- Escrito por: Eminem, Big Sean, BabyTron, marvy ayy, John Nocito, Daniyel, Carlton McDowell, Luis Resto & Cole Bennett
- Direitos autorais: Eminem
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