Eminem - Lucifer (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Eminem - Lucifer (en) Lyrics
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The coup de grâce is the final shot
Right between the eyes
Also known (Haha) as the kill
shot (People, yeah)
Something to stop the pain (Woo,
it feels so good to be back)
Bad
Alright, here we go, alright,
I'ma start this, I got it
Before I get banned,
kicked off Twitter
And TikTok 'cause they so
damn ticked off, bitter
They want me to bounce (Like what?)
like a fabric softener
We just got rid of Ye, go kick
rocks with him (Ayy)
But Dre on beats with the white-
faced blondie on the mic
Is like (What?) havin' Steady
B and Cool C in the ride
Like we rap and did a little
bank robbery on the side
So they want beef, we can make
like Bonnie and collide
Haters can meet the same exact
fate as my dad, wait
Least he didn't miss me graduate
(Okay, yeah, great)
But, Mom, do I still act eight?
Uh, maybe a little, Debbie (What?)
like a snack cake (Slut)
But if this is what he do to his mom
Imagine what he'd do to you,
I'm a lunatic armed
And if it's you I use to clip
on, for you to respond
Is ludicrous, ma, look at what
your uterus spawned, Lucifer
Must be a cold day in Hell (Yeah), tell
me, what have we done? (Woah)
Take me out my misery, I bought Heaven when it
was up for sale and now I need a refund, bae (Yeah,
wait, what the fuck? Where'd I put my)
I think someone messed with my meds
probably (Yo, who took my)
I bet it's my ex, Molly, that
I've bludgeoned to death
Already severed the head, I smell
the fresh scent of flesh rotting
So it's breakfast in bed if I wake
up next to a dead body (Ah)
Multiple lacerations, contusions,
abrasions, bruises
Hallucinations, delusions, abusive,
my language usage
They lose it when Dre produced it,
as soon as he plays the music
It's lunacy, treat the beat like
a choice, Shady chews it
Now all I see is dollar signs, losers
Bitch, I was in them trenches
like them Columbine shooters
I was down bad, broke, and almost
abandoned hope (Now what?)
Now my followers are like
a Satanic cult (What?)
Yeah, they listen to me like
when Manson spoke (Shh)
They say I don't know struggle
no more, that's a joke (Haha)
Bitch, the fuckin' elevator in
my mansion's broke (See?)
I have to walk like half a block
to get a can of Coke (Damn)
And Candace O, I ain't mad at her (Ah)
I ain't gon' throw the fact bitch
forgot she was Black back at her
Laugh at her like them crackers she's
backin' after her back is turned
In a cute MAGA hat with her
brand-new White Lives Matter
shirt (Haha, nope)
Or say this MAGA dirtbag in a skirt
Just opened the biggest can of worms
on the whole planet Earth
Call her "Grand Wizard" (Yeah), "Klandace"
(Haha), or "Grand Dragon," or
Like the national anthem, I won't
stand for the tramp (Why?)
But I can't diss her 'cause my plans
are to get in her pants and I'll blow
my chance if I answer back to her
My shit is like taking Deborah
Mathers at her word
Yeah, I'm that absurd, we had
a spat, then afterwards
We squashed the beef like
a hamburger patty, or should
I say gigantic turd?
'Cause I put that shit to bed like Amber
Heard at a Mattress Firm (Slut)
But if this is what he
do to his mom (Pfft)
Imagine what he'd do to you
(Ha), I'm a lunatic armed
This must be a cold day in
Hell (Yeah), tell me, what
have we done? (Woah)
Take me out my misery, I bought Heaven
when it was up for sale and
now I need a refund, bae (Yeah)
So whether you friend or
you are foe (Woah)
Far as bars go, even fuckin'
retards know (Yeah)
That as far as smoke with me, I don't
think it'd be smart, so (Woah)
Might as well go lookin' for smoke
with Lamar, bro (Yeah, yeah)
But, Marshall
You're gettin' more perverse every
time you record a verse and
It's like you came from 2000, stepped
out a portal, cursin'
Hurlin' horrible slurs
towards the world and
Why can't you make fun of
people behind their backs
like a normal person?
But when you reach these heights,
freedom of speech dies (What?)
With every line that I recite,
them PC police try
To throw me in jail with no
bail like a peace prize
For all of them years (What?), they
reduced me to tears (Yeah)
Tried to shrink me to pea-sized,
only to see my (What?)
Self-esteem rise, now these
are my replies (Mm)
They made me eat shit (Shit), I fed
it back to 'em three times (Yeah)
Stepfather's the only (What?)
one I ever been beat by (Ha)
Squeeze mics like Burmese py (Yeah)
'Thons (Yeah), here's for
each time (What?)
You sleep on the flow (What?), ho, you
hear these strings climb (Yeah)
You reap what you sow (So what?), so
first I must weave rhymes (Yeah)
So seamlessly, then I'ma leave eyes
In a state of disbelief, my
Genius is a trait, so the gap's in
our genes, right? (Haha, the gap)
At least that's what it seems like
And I'm Lucifer and Dre's the
producer for the antichrist
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