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Текст песни "Won't Back Down" |
 [P!nk]
You can sound the alarm, you can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard, you can pull all the cards
But I won't back down, oh no I won't back down oh no
[Eminem]
Cadillacs Sevilles
Coupe DeVilles,
Brain dead rims
Yeah stupid wheels
Girl I'm too for real
Lose your tooth and nail
Try to fight it, try to deny it
Stupid you will feel
What I do, I do it well
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy I shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my death bed
Screaming F that yeah super ill
Baby what the deal
We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal
Fuck a steak slut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt 'fore I foot the bill
Listen garden tool don't make me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking drill
How you douchebags feel knowing you're disposable?
Summers eve Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal baby crank the shit
Cause it's your God-damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well shorty I'm that man
These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya fuckin' ass down I'm ready for combat-man
Get it calm batman?
Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like mom's cat scans
Cause they fucking dope my name is
Hunny I applaude that ass
Swear to God man these mobs can't dance
Ma show 'em how it's done
Spazz like a God Damn Taz, yeah
[Chorus - Pink]
Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the Jaws playin with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that youll never guess whos knocking at your door
People hit the floors
Yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced
Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with
Chris's paws like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue motherfucker
Uou ain't gotta lick in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' cash registers shit their draws
Think you spit the raw
I'm an uncut slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen floor
Other words I'm off the meat rack
Bring the beat back
Bring me two extension chords
I'ma measure my dick shit I need 6 inches more
Fuck my dicks big bitch
Need I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig
You're addicted I'm dope
I'm the longest needle around here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot
Get it dicks nuts
Your just small boats little pricks
Girl, you think that other pricks hot
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
'Fore I sit back and let him get hot
Better call the cops on him quick fast
Shady's right back on your bitch ass
White trash with a half of six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitch attached to the back (dispatch)
[Chorus - Pink]
[Verse 3 - Eminem:]
Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping?
Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps
And smokes purp does a word search gets circles wrapped around him like
You do when I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself
Of what the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to
Psych I'm spiking you like a football
Been this way since I stood a foot tall
You're a good catch with a shitty spouse
Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
Give me good brain
Watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain
Bitch you listening tryna turn me down
Slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my shit's playin'
I'ma shit stain on the underwear of life
Whats the saying? where there's thunder there's lightning
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six times
In three different locations
On four separate occasions?
And you can bet your stanking ass
That Ive come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road took the psychopath
Poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash
So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone
Shake your booty shorty I'm the shit
Why you think Proof used to call me Doody?
[Chorus - Pink]
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