• 標題:On Fire
  • 歌手:Eminem
  • 專輯:Recovery
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    [00:-2.00]Eminem - On Fire

    yeah.. Ya Know?.. Critics Man
    Critics Never Got Nothin Nice To Say man
    you know the one thing i notice about critics man?
    is.. critics never ask me how my day went
    well imma tell em
    yesterday my dog died, i hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow
    said next time you blow up try to spit a flow
    you wanna criticize dog try a little mo
    im so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole
    im fired up so fire up the lighter and the dro
    better hold on a little tighter here i go
    flows tighter, hot headed as ghostrider
    cold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in the snow
    so ya better get to blowin in flow rider inside of a lowrider with no tires in the hole
    why am i like this? why is winter cold
    why is it when i talk im so biased to the hose (host?)
    listen dog christmas is off this is as soft as it gets
    this isnt gob this is a blister in the salt
    those are your wounds this is the salt
    so get lost
    shit dissin me is just like pissin off the wizard of oz
    wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws with it
    grab the scissors and saws and
    cut out your livers gizzards and balls
    throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jaws
    so sip piss like sizzurp through a straw
    then discribe how it tasted like dessert to us all
    got the gall to make chris piss in his draws
    ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog
    you on fire
    thats how ya know your on a roll
    cause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses cold
    your on fire
    man im so fuckin sick i got ambulances pullin me over and shit
    ya need to stop drop and roll cause when you say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the blow
    your on fire.. your on fire
    I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses if you mistook the for a song, look
    this aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook
    that the crook just took over so book
    run as fast as you can, stop writin and kill it
    im lightning in a skillet your a fuckin flash in a pan
    i pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin a fan
    mr mathers is the man
    yeah im pissed but i would rather take this energy and stash it in a can
    come back and whip your ass with it again
    salivas like sufiric acid in your hand itll eat through anything metal the ass of iron man
    turn him into plastic so for you to think that you could stand a fuckin chance is assanine
    yeah ask the nine man
    hit a blind man with a coloring book and told him color inside the lines or get hit widda fine crayon
    fuck it i aint playin
    pull up in a van and hop out at a homeless man holdin a sign sayin
    vietnam vet.. im out my fuckin mind man
    kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand
    so if i seem a little mean to you this aint savage you aint never seen the brew
    you wanna get graphic we can go the scenic route
    you couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut boo (?)
    sayin you sick quit playin you prick dont nobody care
    then why the fuck am i yellin at air
    i aint even talkin to noone cause aint nobody there
    nobody will fuckin test me cause these hos wont even dare
    im wastin punchlines but i got so many to spare i just thought of another one that might go here
    naw dont waste it save it psycho yeah
    plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair
    man im so hot my motherfuckin firetrucks on fire homie
    your on fire.. your on fire