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letra de kill you (explict) - eminem

[produced by dr. dre & mel-man]

[intro]
when i was just a little baby boy
my momma used to tell me these crazy things
she used to tell me my daddy was an evil man
she used to tell me he hated me
but then i got a little bit older
and i realized she was the crazy one
but there was nothing i could do or say to try to change it
‘cause that’s just the way she was

[verse 1]
they said i can’t rap about being broke no more
they ain’t say i can’t rap about c0ke no more
sl-t, you think i won’t choke no wh0r-
’til the vocal cords don’t work in her throat no more?
these motherf-ckers are thinkin’ i’m playin’
thinkin’ i’m sayin’ the sh-t ‘cause i’m thinkin’ it just to be sayin’ it
put your hands down, b-tch, i ain’t gon’ shoot you
i’ma pull you to this bullet and put it through you
shut up, sl-t! you’re causin’ too much chaos
just bend over and take it like a sl-t — okay, ma?
“oh, now he’s raping his own mother
abusing a wh0r-, snorting c0ke
and we gave him the rolling stone cover?”
you’re godd-mn right, b-tch, and now it’s too late
i’m triple platinum and tragedies happened in two states
i invented violence, you vile venomous volatile vicious
vain vicodin, vrin vrin vrin!
texas chainsaw, left his brains all
danglin’ from his neck while his head barely hangs on
blood, guts, guns, cuts
knives, lives, wives, nuns, sl-ts — b-tch, i’ma k!ll you!

[pre-hook]
you don’t wanna f-ck with me
girls neither, you ain’t nothin’ but a sl-t to me
b-tch, i’ma k!ll you! you ain’t got the b-lls to beef
we ain’t gon’ never stop beefin’, i don’t squash the beef
you better k!ll me, i’ma be another rapper dead
for poppin’ off at the mouth with sh-t i shouldn’t have said
but when they k!ll me, i’m bringin’ the world with me
b-tches too, you ain’t nothin’ but a girl to me

[hook]
i said you don’t wanna f-ck with shady (‘cause why?)
‘cause shady will f-cking k!ll you (ha-ha)
i said you don’t wanna f-ck with shady (why?)
‘cause shady will f-cking k!ll you

[verse 2]
b-tch, i’ma k!ll you! like a murder weapon, i’ma conceal you
in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
f-ck with me, i been through h-ll, shut the h-ll up
i’m tryna develop these pictures of the devil to sell ’em
i ain’t “acid rap,” but i rap on acid
got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added
whoops! is that a subliminal hint?
no, just criminal intent to sodomize women again
eminem offend? no, eminem’ll insult
and if you ever give in to him you give him an impulse
to do it again, then if he does it again
you’ll probably end up jumpin’ out of somethin’ up on the tenth
b-tch, i’ma k!ll you! i ain’t done, this ain’t the chorus
i ain’t even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
a bloodstain is orange after you wash it
three or four times in a tub, but that’s normal — ain’t it, norman?
serial k!ller hiding murder material
in a cereal box on top of your stereo
here we go again, we’re out of our medicine
out of our minds and we want in yours: let us in, or i’ma k!ll you!

[hook]
i said you don’t wanna f-ck with shady (‘cause why?)
‘cause shady will f-cking k!ll you (ha-ha)
i said you don’t wanna f-ck with shady (why?)
‘cause shady will f-cking k!ll you

[verse 3]
know why i say these things?
‘cause ladies’ screams keep creepin’ in shady’s dreams
and the way things seem
i shouldn’t have to pay these shrinks
these 80 g’s a week to say the same things tweece
twice, whatever, i hate these things
f-ck shots, i hope the weed’ll outweigh these drinks
motherf-ckers want me to come on their radio shows
just to argue with ’em ‘cause their ratings stink
f-ck that! i’ll choke radio announcer to bouncer
from fat b-tch to all seventy thousand pounds of her
from princ-p-l to the student body and counselor
from in-school to before school to outta school
i don’t even believe in breathin’
i’m leavin’ air in your lungs
just to hear you keep screamin’ for me to seep it
okay, i’m ready to go play, i got the machete from o.j
i’m ready to make everyone’s throats ache
you f-ggots keep eggin’ me on
’til i have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop
shut up! give me your hands and feet
i said shut up when i’m talkin’ to you
you hear me? answer me, or i’ma k!ll you!

[pre-hook]
you don’t wanna f-ck with me
girls neither, you ain’t nothin’ but a sl-t to me
b-tch, i’ma k!ll you! you don’t got the b-lls to beef
we ain’t gon’ never stop beefin’, i don’t squash the beef
you better k!ll me, i’ma be another rapper dead
for poppin’ off at the mouth with sh-t i shouldn’t have said
but when they k!ll me, i’m bringin’ the world with me
b-tches too, you ain’t nothin’ but a girl to me
b-tch, i’ma k!ll you!

[hook]
you don’t wanna f-ck with shady (‘cause why?)
‘cause shady will f-cking k!ll you (ha-ha)
i said you don’t wanna f-ck with shady (why not?)
‘cause shady will f-cking k!ll you

[outro]
ha-ha-ha, i’m just playing, ladies
you know i love you

- eminem

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