作词 : M Mathers/L. Resto 作曲 : M Mathers/L. Resto Yeah, I'm sorry (Huh?) What did you say? Oh, I can't hear you I have an ear in****tion and I cunt finger it out (Out, haha) (I need auto-tune) Yeah It's my alter ego's fault, these evil thoughts could be so dark Cerebral palsy, three Zoloft's I eat those off to Rico Suave, look it up Cadillac with a ladder rack in the back, with a cracked Sell a backpack full of packs Sell a black satchel, a nap sack in the flask full of ****in' Jack Daniels Girl, let's go back, back to my castle (Yeah) I don't wanna hassle you, Alexandra But my dick's an acronym 'cause it stands for you (Oh) You, wait, Alexandra who? (Damn) All I know is Friday, I met you (What?) Saturday, I'll probably forget you Guess that's what the Molly and X do (What the ****?) 'Cause we could **** a mile on your next two (Eh) But ever since D Nice to the rescue Feel a fresh crew (Uh), been a lab rat (Yeah) From a test tube (Uh), I'm goin' in like the red roof (Red roof in) You don't like it, eat a cock 'til your jaw breaks Call it caught between a rock and a hard place Like a Sasquatch in a crawl place 'Cause you're watching your heart race like you're Scarface In a car chase with the cops or an arcade Stuck inside of a Mario Kart race, stuck in saw blades At a stop and a start pace What I'm tryin' to say is, I'm drivin' 'em all crazy I can't understand a word you say (I'm tone-deaf) I think this way I prefer to stay (I'm tone-deaf) I won't stop even when my hair turns grey (I'm tone-deaf) 'Cause they won't stop until they cancel me (Yeah, yeah) I see the rap game then attack the verses (Uh) Turn into a graveyard packed with hearses (Yeah) Just like your funeral, I'm at your service (What?) Pockets on stuffed like a taxidermist (Woo) Just landed in Los Angeles when this chick Angela and grandmother in a tan Called a van, pulled up with a hand full of Xans And a substantial amount of ganja, just to ask what my Plans for the night are (Yeah) I said sneakin' to the sleepin' for the weekend and pretend it's a five star Yeah, I leap into the deep end of the pool, I can show you where the dives are We don't even gotta drive far I know this spot that is so live, but I'm tryna get some head first, like a nose dive (Haha) So many side chicks, can't decide which to slide with and which should I ditch So when it comes to ass, I get behind like the hind lick (Yeah) Had one chick who liked to flip sometimes on some switchin' sides shit Pushed her out the side, kick your knife Flipped the lil' white bitch off like a light switch (Bitch) It's okay not to like my shit Everything's fine, drink your wine, bitch And get offline, quit whinin', this is just a rhyme, bitch But ask me, will I stick to my guns like adhesive tape? Does Bill Cosby sedate once he treats the cheesecake and the decent steak? You think gettin' rid of me's a piece of cake? I'm harder than findin' Harvey Weinstein a date (Haha) And that's why they say I got more lines than Black Friday So save that shit for the damn library (Shh) You heard of Chris Christophesen? (Yeah) Well, I am piss piss off'ed-eson (Oh) Paul's askin' for Christmas off again I said, "No," then I spit this song for him, it goes: I can't understand a word you say (I'm tone-deaf) I think this way I prefer to stay (I'm tone-deaf) I won't stop even when my hair turns grey (I'm tone-deaf) 'Cause they won't stop until they cancel me (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Bet I could make an orange rhyme with banana, bornana Eating pork rhines, sword fightin' in pajamas At the crib, playin' Fortnite with your grandma But I'm more like I'm 4'5" with the grammar 'Bout to show you why your five favourite rappers, can't touch this But before I get the hammer, I should warn you I'm Thor-like in this manner But the day I lose sleep over you critiquin' me I ever let you cocksuckers eat at me I'd need to be a mother****in' pizzeria, but you ain't gettin' no cheese from me I went from Lil' Ceasers, Bill teases, grilled cheeses Bein' dirt poured, filthy rich, still me, bitch Like a realtor, it's realty, bitch (Real talk) Aftermath, bitch, whole camp's lit We put out fire, Dre stamps it With my cold hearts, hit up old guard Yeah, got your whole squad yellin', "Oh, God" Here comes Marshall, with no holds barred Bitch, I'm a hurricane, you're a blow hard Like your old broad, she full of semen, like the coast guard And life's been pretty good to me so far, for the most part Had a couple of run-in's with po-po cart A couple assault charges, got a few priors like crowbars Which is so odd 'cause I'm forty-eight now That five-oh startin' to creep up on me like a patrol car I be an old fart, but you don't want no park, so bitch, don't start Simmer down, compose yourself, Mozart I ain't went nowhere, call me coleslaw 'Cause I'm out for the cabbage, and I'm so raw And if time is money, you have no clocks And any folk caught within close proximity's gettin' Colt cocked My enemies I'm give me the smoke, opps And R.I.P. to King Von, and it doesn't stop, and I know not What the **** you say? I told you all, it's not me, it's my alter ego's fault But if you all wanna cancel me, no prob' I'll tell you the same thing I told Paul I can't understand a word you say (I'm tone-deaf) I think this way I prefer to stay (I'm tone-deaf) I won't stop even when my hair turns grey (I'm tone-deaf) 'Cause they won't stop until they cancel me (I'm tone-deaf)
[00:00.000] 作词 : M Mathers/L. Resto [00:00.078] 作曲 : M Mathers/L. Resto [00:00.157]Yeah, I'm sorry (Huh?) [00:04.418]What did you say? [00:07.246]Oh, I can't hear you [00:10.254]I have an ear in****tion and I cunt finger it out (Out, haha) [00:14.018](I need auto-tune) [00:14.884]Yeah [00:15.972]It's my alter ego's fault, these evil thoughts could be so dark [00:19.322]Cerebral palsy, three Zoloft's [00:21.654]I eat those off to Rico Suave, look it up [00:23.619]Cadillac with a ladder rack in the back, with a cracked [00:26.363]Sell a backpack full of packs [00:27.687]Sell a black satchel, a nap sack in the flask full of ****in' Jack Daniels [00:31.463]Girl, let's go back, back to my castle (Yeah) [00:33.350]I don't wanna hassle you, Alexandra [00:35.539]But my dick's an acronym 'cause it stands for you (Oh) [00:37.908]You, wait, Alexandra who? (Damn) [00:40.184]All I know is Friday, I met you (What?) [00:42.342]Saturday, I'll probably forget you [00:44.114]Guess that's what the Molly and X do (What the ****?) [00:46.370]'Cause we could **** a mile on your next two (Eh) [00:48.159]But ever since D Nice to the rescue [00:50.111]Feel a fresh crew (Uh), been a lab rat (Yeah) [00:52.189]From a test tube (Uh), I'm goin' in like the red roof (Red roof in) [00:55.412]You don't like it, eat a cock 'til your jaw breaks [00:58.467]Call it caught between a rock and a hard place [01:00.157]Like a Sasquatch in a crawl place [01:01.881]'Cause you're watching your heart race like you're Scarface [01:03.878]In a car chase with the cops or an arcade [01:05.529]Stuck inside of a Mario Kart race, stuck in saw blades [01:08.036]At a stop and a start pace [01:09.437]What I'm tryin' to say is, I'm drivin' 'em all crazy [01:11.992]I can't understand a word you say (I'm tone-deaf) [01:15.707]I think this way I prefer to stay (I'm tone-deaf) [01:19.431]I won't stop even when my hair turns grey (I'm tone-deaf) [01:23.563]'Cause they won't stop until they cancel me (Yeah, yeah) [01:27.566]I see the rap game then attack the verses (Uh) [01:29.772]Turn into a graveyard packed with hearses (Yeah) [01:31.654]Just like your funeral, I'm at your service (What?) [01:33.639]Pockets on stuffed like a taxidermist (Woo) [01:35.744]Just landed in Los Angeles when this chick Angela and grandmother in a tan [01:39.983]Called a van, pulled up with a hand full of Xans [01:42.317]And a substantial amount of ganja, just to ask what my [01:44.139]Plans for the night are (Yeah) [01:45.539]I said sneakin' to the sleepin' for the weekend and pretend it's a five star [01:49.669]Yeah, I leap into the deep end of the pool, I can show you where the dives are [01:54.064]We don't even gotta drive far [01:55.715]I know this spot that is so live, but I'm tryna get some head first, like a nose dive (Haha) [01:59.857]So many side chicks, can't decide which to slide with and which should I ditch [02:04.390]So when it comes to ass, I get behind like the hind lick (Yeah) [02:08.130]Had one chick who liked to flip sometimes on some switchin' sides shit [02:12.410]Pushed her out the side, kick your knife [02:13.686]Flipped the lil' white bitch off like a light switch (Bitch) [02:16.158]It's okay not to like my shit [02:17.855]Everything's fine, drink your wine, bitch [02:20.115]And get offline, quit whinin', this is just a rhyme, bitch [02:22.801]But ask me, will I stick to my guns like adhesive tape? [02:25.244]Does Bill Cosby sedate once he treats the cheesecake and the decent steak? [02:29.741]You think gettin' rid of me's a piece of cake? [02:31.883]I'm harder than findin' Harvey Weinstein a date (Haha) [02:33.929]And that's why they say I got more lines than Black Friday [02:36.551]So save that shit for the damn library (Shh) [02:39.552]You heard of Chris Christophesen? (Yeah) Well, I am piss piss off'ed-eson (Oh) [02:43.401]Paul's askin' for Christmas off again [02:44.918]I said, "No," then I spit this song for him, it goes: [02:47.481]I can't understand a word you say (I'm tone-deaf) [02:51.846]I think this way I prefer to stay (I'm tone-deaf) [02:56.117]I won't stop even when my hair turns grey (I'm tone-deaf) [02:59.642]'Cause they won't stop until they cancel me (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [03:03.775]Bet I could make an orange rhyme with banana, bornana [03:07.083]Eating pork rhines, sword fightin' in pajamas [03:09.678]At the crib, playin' Fortnite with your grandma [03:11.648]But I'm more like I'm 4'5" with the grammar [03:13.197]'Bout to show you why your five favourite rappers, can't touch this [03:15.926]But before I get the hammer, I should warn you I'm Thor-like in this manner [03:18.871]But the day I lose sleep over you critiquin' me [03:21.462]I ever let you cocksuckers eat at me [03:23.597]I'd need to be a mother****in' pizzeria, but you ain't gettin' no cheese from me [03:27.602]I went from Lil' Ceasers, Bill teases, grilled cheeses [03:31.228]Bein' dirt poured, filthy rich, still me, bitch [03:34.370]Like a realtor, it's realty, bitch (Real talk) [03:36.096]Aftermath, bitch, whole camp's lit [03:38.035]We put out fire, Dre stamps it [03:40.031]With my cold hearts, hit up old guard [03:42.069]Yeah, got your whole squad yellin', "Oh, God" [03:44.138]Here comes Marshall, with no holds barred [03:46.189]Bitch, I'm a hurricane, you're a blow hard [03:48.127]Like your old broad, she full of semen, like the coast guard [03:51.373]And life's been pretty good to me so far, for the most part [03:54.039]Had a couple of run-in's with po-po cart [03:55.975]A couple assault charges, got a few priors like crowbars [03:58.380]Which is so odd 'cause I'm forty-eight now [04:01.399]That five-oh startin' to creep up on me like a patrol car [04:03.509]I be an old fart, but you don't want no park, so bitch, don't start [04:07.024]Simmer down, compose yourself, Mozart [04:09.461]I ain't went nowhere, call me coleslaw [04:11.352]'Cause I'm out for the cabbage, and I'm so raw [04:13.601]And if time is money, you have no clocks [04:15.264]And any folk caught within close proximity's gettin' Colt cocked [04:17.228]My enemies I'm give me the smoke, opps [04:19.817]And R.I.P. to King Von, and it doesn't stop, and I know not [04:23.746]What the **** you say? I told you all, it's not me, it's my alter ego's fault [04:27.683]But if you all wanna cancel me, no prob' [04:29.748]I'll tell you the same thing I told Paul [04:32.033]I can't understand a word you say (I'm tone-deaf) [04:35.269]I think this way I prefer to stay (I'm tone-deaf) [04:39.301]I won't stop even when my hair turns grey (I'm tone-deaf) [04:43.896]'Cause they won't stop until they cancel me (I'm tone-deaf)
