Dead Wrong - Eminem (埃米纳姆)
Bad boy baby
Yeah yeah
Junior M A F I A yeah
Yeah B I G 2000
B I G 2000 born again c'mon
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
Relax and take notes while
I take tokes of the m*******a smoke
Throw you in a choke gun smoke gun smoke
Biggie Smalls for mayor the rap slayer
The h****r layer motherf**ker say your prayers
Hail Mary full of grace smack the b**ch in the face
Take her Gucci bag and the North Face
Off her back jab her if she act
Funny with the money oh you got me mistaken honey
I don't wanna R**e ya I just want the paper
The Visa kapeesha
I'm out like
The Vapors
Who's the one you call Mr Macho the head honcho
Swift fist like Camacho I got so
Much style I should be down wit the Stylistics
Make up to break up n**gas need to wake up
Smell the Indonesia beat you to a seizure
Then f**k your moms hit the skins til amnesia
She don't remember sh*t
Just the two hits
Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clits
Suckin' on the tits
Had the h****r beggin' for the d**k
And your moms ain't ugly love my d**k got rock quick
I guess I was a combination of
House of Pain and Bobby Brown
I was
Humpin' Around and
Jump in Around
Jacked her then
I asked her who's the man she said B I G
Then I bust in her E Y E
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
Yo Big you dead wrong
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
Yo Big you dead wrong
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
When I get dusted
I like to spread the blood like mustard
Trust it my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
Move over Lucifer I'm more ruthless huh
Leave your toothless you'll kibbitz I'll flip it
Tears don't affect me I hit 'em with the tech G
Disrespect me my potency is deadly
I'm shootin' babies no ifs ands or maybes
Hit mummy in the tummy if the h****r plays a dummy
Slit the wrist of little sis
After she sucked the d**k
I stabbed her brother with the icepick
Because he wanted me to f**k him from the back
But Smalls don't get down like that
Got your father hidin'
In a room f**ked him with the broom
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Who you think you're dealin' with
Anybody step into my path is f**kin' feelin' it
Hardcore I got it sucked like a p**sy
Stab ya til you're gushy so please don't push me
I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen
The black demon got the little hookers screamin'
Because you know I love it young fresh and green
With no hair in between know what I mean
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
Yo Big you dead wrong
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
Yo Big you dead wrong
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
Ladies and gentlemen
You're dead wrong
There's several different levels to
Devil worshippin' horse's heads
Human sacrifices cannibalism candles and exorcism
Animals havin' sex with 'em camels mammals and rabbits
But I don't get into that I kick the habit I just
Beat you to death with weapons
That eat through the flesh
And I never eat you unless the f**kin' meat looks fresh
I got a lion in my pocket
I'm lyin' I got a nine in my pocket
And baby I'm just dyin' to cock him
He's ready for war I'm ready for war
I got machetes and swords for
Any fagot that said he was raw
My uz' as heavy as yours yeah you met me before
I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
Marshall will step in the door
I lay your head on the floor
With your body spread on the bedspread red on the wall
Red on the ceilin' red on the floor get a new whore
Met on the second wet on the third
Then she's dead on the fourth I'm dead wrong
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong
Yo Big you dead wrong
The weak or the strong who got it goin' on
You're dead wrong