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жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Don't Call Me Marshall
Don't Push Me
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Eminem
жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Don't Call Me Marshall
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I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading cause I know where I've been The flow is bone crushing, it's nothing, I come up with something Come through your strip fronting, stunting It's something you want, 745 chrome spinners Haters hate that I'm winning Man, I've been hot from the beginning Motherfuckers envy the kid, control your jealousy Cause I can't control my temper, I'm finna catch a felony Pistol in hand, homie, I'm down to get it popping Once I squeeze the first shot you know I ain't stopping 'Till my clip is empty, I'm simply Not that nigga you should try your luck with or fuck with Hollow-tip shells struck you with your bones broken, guns smoking, still locing What nigga, lay your ass down, paramedics get you up feelingRight now I'm on the edge so don't push me I aim straight for your head so don't push me Fill your ass up with lead,so don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussyRight now I'm on the edge so don't push me I aim straight for your head so don't push me Fill your ass up with lead,so don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussyI done lost my bigger nigga and I didn't cry To young to understand the consequences of a man Living a lie, I gotta get that money I'll be damned if I'm bummy Gotta watch my back around these niggas cause they funny 20 years of watching my mama's tears got my heated, heavily weeded Smoking that bong cause I need it These niggas don't want me balling, they want me buried Bogged in the dirt from shots flurried Laying with bugs under my shirt I got plans to hop up in that Hummer Cause I'm a stunner, I sit back and wonder When them angels gonna call my number under My chest is a heart of a lion I ain't lying, bounty hunters got me flying With my iron, high as a giant I'm running from nothing, my stomach is touching what I'm clutching To give you more than a concussion, end of discussion My blood is colder so I'm bolder Hennessy and soda, hood on my shoulder Look in the mirror, I see a soldierRight now I'm on the edge so don't push me I aim straight for your head so don't push me Fill your ass up with lead,so don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussyRight now I'm on the edge so don't push me I aim straight for your head so don't push me Fill your ass up with lead,so don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussyThese are my ideas, this is my sweat and tears This is shit that I saw with my eyeballs, my ears This is me, who's gotta be what you see on TV What you hear on CD, what appears easy Man these teenie boppers see me on these magazine covers In these beanies and these rags living fantasies Fronting like it's all fun and games 'til the shoot 'em up bang And you see your brains hang and you see we ain't playing Ain't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't praying I bullied my way in this game, man, I'm done playing Man, I'm done saying that I'm done playing I'mma start laying into these motherfucking cocksuckers There's no way I'm back down like a god damn coward I can't, how would I look as a man bowing to his knees? Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me And not lash back out at 'em, please Oh, whoa, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me, not Marshall You wanna see Marshall? I'll show you Marshall I try to show you art, but you just pick it apart So I see I have to start, showing you fucking old farts A whole other side I wanted to not show you So you know you're not dealing with some fucking marshmallow Little soft yellow, punk pussy, whose heart's Jello causeRight now I'm on the edge so don't push me I aim straight for your head so don't push me Fill your ass up with lead,so don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussyRight now I'm on the edge so don't push me I aim straight for your head so don't push me Fill your ass up with lead,so don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussyShady Aftermath, nigga, G-Unit Rap juggernauts of this shit, we taking over
Это интересно:Его настоящее имя - Маршалл Брюс Мэтерс III (Ванилла Айс), появился он на свет в маленьком городке Сент-Джозеф, штате Миссури, 17 октября 1972 года в не слишком благополучной семье. Его отец и мать были участниками шоу-группы, дающей представления по кабакам вдоль границ штата. Однако после рождения Маршала они недолго прожили вместе - спустя пять или шесть месяцев, отец собрал пожитки и ушел... продолжение
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