Eminem Still Don't Give A F* - R...

10/24/19

 

stark naked heart shaking clueless,

apparently I got my legs both scarred aching while wanking to youtube softcore yoga videos voodoo

now i'm in the dark fakin' a cough in the park waiting i'm ruthless

like Darth Vader and part Kraken 'cause I'll hit you with so much force with my hands you're scrut' even if I do miss!

previously ignored by haters who start ranting angrily but can't A'r''range their sentences properly

I enjoy your vengeance it makes me bubbly like my personality,-

dangerous entranced by vaguely descriptive A.S.M.R my confidence goes greatly up happy like my bike not being stolen by a nerd in the alley

a mercenary having adverse reactions to calories!-i've traversed every fuckin' galaxy! re'joice clear-headed

*hook*

I'm like a deranged Saitama in a fight with Goku

a strange suicide bomber at night, watching Roku,

What I'm saying is I ain't a killer but don't push me

not a satanist or paint inhaler or some dumbass rookie

I got a substantially sized pot to piss in similar to that of what a toilet should be

missed a spot shaving my male hair now I look like a wookie

pretentiously-responding to comments I get, annoying

demonstrably honest I spit-bi polar schizophrenic miracles without planning,-

 

you think I'm writing raps for no good reason man?

like tree sap I wanna tap out if yo girl don't let me stroke her pussy then

Unlike Hopsin i'm not a wussy little man and I ain't that crazy-well bitch I might be,

It's your choice, whether you choose to fight me

shotgun reloaded, wonder where i'ma aim at,-

rinse a cloth in kerosine, rehearsing verses room looking like it's littered with old tampax

I just cleaned up,-

a bloodbath, you ain't even seen a brute I freeze your organs to mix up in my ice cream tub

 

play your cards right, this isn't bingo-i don't wanna mingle witchu

i'ma take your hearts tonight, think you's special isnt chu? Are you single huh boo?

 

wii controller, I need to hold up,

it's not easy enough to come over-and argue witchu

i'm too^ greasy i love getting fucked over, with or without bottles of lube

it's therapeutic being hearkened by music

I rarely do it without feeling sick and disturbed like I ingested a marker or gluestick,-

I guess I'm just too sick-my music is nauseating

consume the moon like a superhuman, Goddamnit my buzz is fading

misogynist hating...Fuck it *Shady!

couldn't say it with a straight face

my guardian angels must wear bras like braids laced parad'e...tears to snow-Hop bfmv

girl don't delay this for eight days-

Let's get married tomorrow, somewhere in the desert-i have no care in'T''he world (Ring, Samara TFK reference-beginning really mean...)

think I don't love you?! I'm down to earth, I promise, i'll fuckin' bury you girl!

can't get offended if i'm in heat, don't jump to conclusions

that's a risky leap of faith, especially while stumped with confusion

I should just put this sheet of paper down, I'm never gonna make it

I need to taper out,perhaps my liver's hyperactive now-I can't take it,-

i wonder if it's the medicine again,-

was I framed? If it's true then I should get out-demons trying to get in-should I let 'em in?

Who do I blame for my bedwettin?

whatever let's skip to the chorus

oh and before I forget this, wet my lips until no longer coarse

body bags up to the heads' zipped filled with dead corpses

read my lips, I don't want a divorce-

I just want my due credit, no typo or mix up i'll hunt you for it-

they'll have to call a search party,-

but no worries, one day we'll laugh able to emerge whole heartedly,-

just kidding retards, I'ma smack you all like Flawless Real talk leave you in emergency surgery getting your organs purged emptied

before the autopsy! Yeh. Failing flat and falling on the verge heart beat

TriHard

 

this IS...the song I listened to. When I had strife...no matter how many times I write to this beat...UGH!

I'ma freestyle...just...i'll come back bro. I'll come back. Aha