Eminem - Kick Off (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Eminem - Kick Off (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
I've always looked at battle
rap as competition or war,
and the main objective is to destroy,
completely fuckin’ obliterate
your opponent by saying
anything and everything,
whatever the fuck you can, to get
a reaction from the crowd.
So nothing's off limits.
I need you to spit that lyrical
miracle, in the swimming pool
Before this kicks off, let me
set my balls in this tees
'Cause I’m dottin' i's every
time I cross one of these
There's not a redeeming
quality at all in me
It's impossible, seems like
an implausible dream
Positive clean thoughts intervene
But they're all either
altered and mean
Assault and demean, tossed and they're
being lost in the scheme
Squashed in between a
brainwashing machine
Like an Islamic regime, a
jihadist extreme radical
Suicide bomber that's seeing
Ariana Grande sing her last
song of the evening
And as the audience from the
damn concert is leaving
Detonates the device strapped
to his abdominal region
I’m not gonna finish that,
for obvious reasons
But bring your dogs, I’ma muzzle 'em
I’m not Middle Eastern but I'll
make a bitch rock a hijab
And at least a extra
large in a T-shirt
Headscarf and a piece of tarp underneath
the carpet, hasta la vista
I go Hamas on the beats to
a paradox on the beach
And a pair of crotchless underwear
on a terrorist watch list
Gettin' head in the sand like
an embarrassed ostrich
Professional shit sprayer
Bitch watch who you talkin'
to, like Apple wristwear
Endangered species in this
ABC shit a bit scarce
Prey’s decreasing, I face extinction
like disc players
Told this chick she's
hot as Jada Pinkett
And just stared 'til
I made her think it
Said, "Maybe we should
just get married."
She's facing me, I placed my
feet with my hips square
Tell her, "Turn around," spread her
legs for me, then I hit bare
Leave her stretched out like
a baby T-shirt on Ric Flair
As I rip, tear, anal beads
in a split rear
Spray Febreze in the chick's hair
Make her wheeze tryna get air
I played for keeps, there's no escaping
me, I have a bitch scared
And chained to me, and
throw away the key
And she'll be so afraid to leave
That even if she ends up breaking
free she'll just sit there
Tryin' to scrape up enough courage
and strength to get up
It's impossible like rapin' a slut
We stay butt-naked and fuck
You're close, wait for you, what?
My idea, you comin' too,
is waking you up
With smelling salts after
I Quaalude your cup
That'll straighten you up if
you try to stray like a pup
Hate to get bogged down in details
But bitch, I'm like the
dog pound with females
My brain is corrupt, real
life, Hillside Strangler
I strangle a skank's neck
'til it's triangular
Shape but it's upside down, and
my mouth ain't gonna shut
And mention me in your raps
if it makes you a buck
Or helps you rake in the ducats,
I want payment in pub
'Cause I ain't tryna get in your
bars like I'm waiting the club
But if you put me in your
lines, I'm takin' a cut
Get a million writers inside
of a room combined in it
Try to get every idea of every
possible line to spit
Every punchline, every combination
that rhymes with it
Bitch, a whole team can't see
me, there's no I's in it
Head so big, I shot myself
ten times in it
Tryna commit suicide and
it, took five minutes
And I survived the shit
Someone's gonna challenge me, who?
Battle me and win, that's
a fucking fallacy too
You name one motherfucker
in this galaxy, reality
You fantasy, rally your troops,
try to boost the morale
Only time I start a movement's a bowel
I can't even give a "yeah" or a "woo"
when you rap in the booth
Not even a "nah" or a "boo"
'Cause even though I'm allergic
to the crap that you spew
When I'm 'bout to break out, I don't
mean get a rash from it too
'Cause when I say I have allergies,
I actually do
But that's just an analogy, I've
never had a reaction to you
Creature from the Black Lagoon
I reach up and I smack the moon
You're grief struck that
I'm back so soon
Your teacher for this afternoon
Creep up with a pack of hoodlums
We pack a punch like Caprisun
Heat tucked like we each snuck
in a sub-machine gun
We stuck in a submarine bun,
with a bag of shrooms
Cup of lean up in the padded room
Justin Bieber in a Catholic school
Selling dust and reefer when
your back is to him
Don't adjust your speaker
I'll cuss the stripes off of a fuckin'
zebra when I'm at the zoo
Huffin' cleaner 'til I gag from fumes
Fuck Christina with a plastic spoon
While I bump some G-Funk
and blast some Snoop
'Cause her double G-cups
are massive, huge!
It's fun for me just to grab a boob
Plus my penis got an attitude
My fuckin' wiener's in
a combative mood
Come and suck a mean one
like it's mad at you
I speak tongue-in-cheek,
what you asslicks do
'Cause you love to eat butt,
it's sad but true
I just sprung a leak suddenly
What I think in my gut instinct
become in sync
My thoughts and my stomach
link up with each other
Ink touches the pad, then boom!
Since the day Dre gave me
beats, I was made elite
That's basically what makes me me
Creating stink, 'til these
tats are fading ink
Who's the greatest? Think we're
still debating, wink
ADD, and better put out an APB
'Cause it'll take LAPD and
me layin' in the street
For you to see Shady beat
And I'll bet ya they'd need cleats
'Cause I'd have to be stomped by
forty men to suffer a defeat
I pray please Jesus to make me decent
Inhaling the main ingredient of
pain relievers, and saline
I take three Aleves, tryna break
these fevers, I'm ailing
I stay free of divas and
ladies screamin'
'Cause they keep schemin' on me
Vading keepin' the women at bay
Like Laci Peterson, baby fetuses
Legs and feet have been weighted,
chained in semen
It's straight demon, and wait!
Even if it takes meat cleavers
to make believers
Mistake-free schemes are enablin'
me to remain deviant
Breakbeat, eat her like steak meat
Emcees take seats like AMC theaters
Deranged ringleader, depraved king
Who mainstream media hates
Which makes things easier,
still under scrutiny
Villainous smooth criminal,
livin' room
With the nude Reese Witherspoon
Who was bruised, beat with a broom
It's in two pieces, and
lays deceased in it
Pit with a chewed leash, and
his chain-link leapin' it
Live in the booth, shave, eat,
bathe, drink, sleep in it
R-A-P bleed the shit, still
and I poop, pee it
It's a spillage, a sewage
leak, waist-deep feces
The syllables ooze fecal, they
feel like renewed leases
'Cause my brain releases 'em
Like waste excretion,
it's simultaneously
As I'm givin' these fools grief,
they're feelin' the blues
'Cause even if stealin'
my shoes, thieves
Just to fill 'em's a huge feat
A hill and it's too steep
Obey these demons, we're
still in cahoots
Keep feedin' me blank sheets
As soon as I sink these teeth
And I'm killin' the loose leaf
Time to shake these trees again
Wait, make that phrase repeat again
Killin' the loose leaf, shake
these trees again
Get the rake, but it ain't
me leavin' 'em
Vicodins, Nuprins, I bite
them and chew them
The whites and the blues mixed
with nitrous balloons
And I like to sniff gluesticks,
put Ricin on toothpicks
On the mic I'm just ruthless,
a crisis, a nuisance
Who I influence I give two shits
If they wanna license my
music to entice with
Then use the shit like it's the
blueprint for ISIS recruitment
Excuse me while I stare
into space for a few
In a daze or haze, glazed
over, crazed warped loon
Mental cased off, always had
a straight-forward view
But you bozos keep givin'
the flamethrower fuel
No one's ever sank lower, shrewd,
and way more rude
Beast-mode like a lawn-mower
blade rolled through it
And this has little to do
with bein' gay, boy
It's just where the wordplay's goin'
But ain't much I can say or do
'Cause ain't no excuse,
the way I go at you
You say I'm always screw-faced
So if I look your way, you're screwed
'Cause if looks could kill, I
could start a hate war too
'Cause I'd murder you straight bitches
by turnin' the gaze on you
Let's take it back before
the tightly-worn pants
To the Nike, Jordan, hats
The stripe Lee's, Jordache,
and the white tees
Lightning storms might be formed fast
Such a frightening forecast
But when you're slightly hoarse, rasp
From the cyphering or-gasp, but
still reciting your raps
While you're tightening your
grasp around the mic
'cause you done shitted on
it so much, you're always
reminded of your past
'Cause your heiny's sore, that's
'Cause you still haven't finished
fuckin' wiping your ass
From the night before last
No good, but rap somethin' I'm
too good for my own good at
Fuck adulthood, I'm a grown-up brat
Where your cojones at? Mine are
always being rode, in fact
They're frozen, you ever
seen a cul-de-sac?
So big they fell out my scrotum,
I just sewed 'em back
Dick so long, need a shoulder-strap
For that, gotta unroll
it and fold it back
So difficult to wrap in the prophylactic,
it overlaps it
So I pack a Trojan so fat, when I
lay it flat it's like a yoga mat
Make a bitch think she's
in aerobics class
The bear you don't wanna poke is back
The backbone of rap, your fuckin'
lead singles are my bonus tracks
When I appear, my peers stop
Hearts fall in their stomach,
their spirits drop
Careers flop, their gears
lock, severe shock
Fear at the mere thought
Lyrics are top-tier, I'm
so high at the top
I'm in the sky when I talk
Bitch, I'm so fly when
I walk, my ears pop
Oh, and I'm just playin' ladies,
you know I love you
I got an idea for a line
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