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