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  • Текст песни Шансон - Поднял мыло, в жопу выебан

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    [Eminem]
    *talkin' gibberish*
    Translation
    So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
    Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick

    Two pills I pop 'til my pupils swell up like 2 pennies
    I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
    A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
    So the rats can't chew through his last pants
    I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
    Frightened with 5 little white Vicadin pills bitin' him
    I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
    Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
    I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
    Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin' handle
    So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin'
    [Swifty] It's just too late
    [Eminem] Cuz once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains

    [Swifty McBay]
    I'm an instigator, 380 slug penetrator
    Degrading, creating murders to kill haters
    Accused for every crime known thru the equator
    They knew I did it, for havin' blood on my gators
    My weed'll hit your chest like a double barrel gauge
    I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face
    Wit a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi, I do shit on purpose
    You never hear me say "forgive me"
    I'm snatchin' every penny
    It gotta be that way nigga, face it
    That weed I sold to you brigade laced it
    You high and I make the president get a face lift
    Niggas just afraid, handin' me they bracelets
    Chillin' in the lab, wasted
    I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic
    Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site
    And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

    1 - [Eminem]
    Son, you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
    Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick
    Cuz I don't give a fuck if you don't like my shit
    Cuz I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick

    [Bizarre]
    I'm a compulsive liar, set my preacher on fire
    Slash your tires, flyin' down Fenkel and Meyers
    Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
    Jackin' my dick off in the bed of barb wire
    (Hey, is Bizarre performing?)
    Bitch, can't you read the flyer?
    Special invited guest would be Richard Pryor
    (Aren't you a male dancer?)
    Nah bitch, I'm retired
    Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
    I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip
    My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip
    Lettin' the record skip
    Lettin' the record skip
    (Damn!)
    *DJ scratches*
    I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin'
    It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my Pit Bull an abortion
    Some bitch asked for my autograph
    I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed
    I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
    All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin' ass mom

    [Kuniva]
    Ay-yo flashback, 2 seats, 2deep up in that ass crack
    Weed laced with somethin', nigga pass that
    In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats
    At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats
    Be your momma publishin', get your ass capped
    The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack
    Raid your motherfuckin' pockets, ASAP
    I don't need a platinum chain bitch, I snatch Shaq's
    Born loser, half theif and half black
    Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at
    Bitch smacker, rich rappers get their Jag jacked
    And found chopped up in a trash bag

    [Dirty Harry]
    Stranglin' rappers to the point they can't yell
    Cuz they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales
    Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace
    Gruesome, and causin' more violence than 9 hoodlums
    I grapple your adam's apple until it crackle
    Run right past you, tur

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