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letra de wasted times - blaze audio

[verse 1: eminem]
there are enough insults in my head to fill up a swear jar
and have it overflowing
so don’t get me going: don’t dare start
you’ll never see me again: amelia earhart
i’m popping a wheelie, off to a really unfair start
i’m past grinding, for me – guess i just be grounded up
like ground round or a pound of chuck
tightly-wound as f-ck
’til the fire marshalls come shut
fire marshall down and up
i suggest you better shut the f-ck up
and stop f-cking around and duck!
i ain’t playing this time, i told you i’m out for blood
so to say i “keep it 100” would probably sound redundant
like calling a b-tch a ho or asking a gal to suck
and blow on your d-ck c-ck. is she up to scr-w-ng? down to f-ck?
it’s a man’s world and i’m trapped in a land of sm-t
with a thousand sl-ts strapped and muzzled
running through a house of mutts
in other words, i’m shutting every one of you b-tches’ mouths up
and i’m watching my language if i tell you to kiss my f-cking b-tt!

[pre-chorus: post malone]
remember when i had a dream i pull up in the 6?
remember when they said young posty wasn’t gon’ be sh-t?
remember i was starving, hungry? ain’t no way to live
sh-t, everything is different now

[chorus: post malone]
when i step up on stage, this sh-t go up
yeah, i blow a b-tch brain when we show up
yeah, b-tch the whole squad on the glow up
i remember we was nothin’, now they know us
seem like every d-mn night that we pour up
all these bands right now, i’ma blow ’em
yeah, b-tch the whole squad on the glow up
i remember we was nothin’, now they know us, yeah

[verse 2: mike shinoda]
yeah, and to each his own
hatin’ ain’t something that we condone
’cause the way i flip when the beat come on
gonna pop that sh-t ’til your speakers blown
and y’all wanna cop a plea
who you gon’ talk to? not to me
because the chain of command work properly
you gotta earn a few stripes ’til you talk to me
word to pusha, word to vice
built a track once and k!lled it twice
built a stage up and k!lled the lights
opening act was like “f-ck my life”
y’all can love it, ain’t nothing wrong
forget the hatin’ that y’all be on
enjoy it now because after long
keyser söze, i’ll be gone

[verse 3: eminem]
and ain’t sh-t changed, my sh-t still don’t stink, player
my farts may have gotten staler ever since
i became a trailer park celebrity
maybe my complexion became a little paler
poster child for white trash
i’m a garbage pail kid sailor, yeah
see me i’m all up on your b-tch means i’ma rape her
all i got for these hoes is d-ck, duct tape and a stapler
so b-tch, you better look for table scr-ps to scr-pe up
i don’t subscribe to the news or the free press
but homie, i get the paper!

- blaze audio

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