Drop The Bomb on Em
Intro:
Yeah, boy
Them better ring the alarm, boy
Them know what's coming, boy
Buck, buck, buck, Ha-ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 1:
Oh my god, fucking bombaclot,
I'm hard as Kenard, The little boy who shot Omar in The Wire
Tie a whore up with barbed wire in nothing but a Bra
Boy, I'm the real deal, charbroil on the bonfire
And bon voyage, bitch, I'm like Chef Boyardee
In this bitch, send the bomb to my mom's lawyer
I'm a problem for you, boy, you think your Tom Sawyer
Til I pull you out the fucking storybook and stomp on ya
Fucking fictional characters and fairytales
Prepare yourself for Captain America on ferris wheels
But it ain't fiction, it's fact, boy, beware it's real
On lyrics, you will equal zilch to a hero shield
Mr. fly by the seat of his parent's carousel
Fall, hit the trampoline, bounch and grab a pair of stilts
And I ain't wearing zilch, zip, zero, no nothing nada
Like your father fucking your mother
Chorus x2:
Drop the bomb on 'em
Please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady, please, please don't drop the bomb on me
Drop the bomb on 'em
I don't want no dog gone beef
You see, ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me
Verse 2:
Boy, I'm the real McCoy, you little boys can't even fill voids
Party's over, kids, kill the noise, here comes the Killjoys
Me and Dre the steel alloys, the rap crown royales
The scalp cowboys, now how that sound for ya?
Yeah, boy, you know we bout to put it down for ya
So, kick your shoes off and ?? have a sound voyage
Sayonara, see you fuckers tomorrow
Get some marinara, marinate in some maranara
And have a coke and smile, don't make me open a jar
Whip ass on ya, that's the last straw you hoping to draw
Yeah, you fresher than most, boy, I'm just doper than all
Boy, I'm that boy, boy, them boys them no up to par
I just show up, go up to the stage and blow up the spot
There ain't no boy who can do what I do, boy, I'm a star
Boy I told you, boy, I'm a soldier, boy, I'm DeShaun
Holton in this bitch, I'm the proof, boy, your a fraud
I'll destroy ya, boy, fuck around and blow you to sod a couple bars down
Oh my god, boy, you didn't go, no, you did not
I got a whole storyboard for you, boy, your the plot
You getting got whether you try to avoid it or not
Apology not accepted, boy, Detroit is a rock
We get to beefing, ain't no telling at what point it'll stop
All I gotta do is point to the spot
When the bomb drops, boy does it drop
And when it does, boy, it's a problem
Chorus
Verse 3:
Boy, don't jinx yourself, boy, I'm Michael Spinx with the belt
Stringer Bell, boy, my name rings bells for itself
I'm sick as hell, boy, you better run and tell someone else
Bringing hell, boy, singing telegrams or get dealt
And to that boy I upsetted that said he was better
I bet that he's never seen Freddy in that black and red little sweater
Back better than ever, the cheddar shredder, the grater
The beef grinder, I'll settle vendettas a little later
Giving haters incubators, think you made a mistake
By saying Shady was ghost, I ain't even closing the gate
You got one foot in the grave, just stay put and behave
I'm bout to turn this fucking place to Beirut in a day
So, hey, wouldn't you say I'm the shit? Couldn't agree
With ya more if you were to say my fucking shit doesn't stank
Shady fucking aftermath, boy, the ship doesn't sink
It just floats in the fucking water til we fill up the tank
Music Box
You hear the beat, as it makes u, not wanna go to sleep
I knock on dakota's door, its locked so i go to creep
round' the back, with binoculars, not cuz i wanna peep
but because im hungry, she smells like taco's i wanna eat
visions of hot chocolatey marshmallows, oh so sweet, with sugarplums
oh look here comes marshall, he's on your street
he's placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet
now walk on em', he's dancing with carcass's cheek to cheek
like a thanksgiving turkey, a holiday ham
cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam
flavor my favorite graham craackers with jonbenet rams'
I guess a modern day jack the ripper is all that i am
CHORUS
Cuz when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
but i can hear u my love, you keep calling me
I've heard the world before, you mean the world to me
so when you call me to come, I will answer
cuz when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
I hear my music box, playing a song for me
So wont you whirl around, and do a whirl for me
and won't you be my private dancer
I almost look comatosed, who wants to be sober? gross
I foam like a doverman, mouth open, I over-dose
put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes, then I plug my nose
my pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged I know
I put on my mother's make-up, get naked and run around
waving a gun around, I think I'm down to 100 pounds
there's thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is out
the devil's upset with his wife, they must be slugging it out
I must be bugging the fuck out, but what the fuck about
voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my house
they pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box
comes from inside the toy chest but what do I do, it's locked
I pick it and open it, but its stuffed full of human parts
I dig til' i find it, I wind it up and a tune just starts
it's playing a song, so beautiful, and the room is dark
the moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll loom in the park (??)
CHORUS
Cuz when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
but i can hear u my love, you keep calling me
I've heard the world before, you mean the world to me
so when you call me to come, I will answer
cuz when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
I hear my music box, playing a song for me
So wont you whirl around, and do a whirl for me
and won't you be my private dancer
I'm fixated on afixiating and breaking this little chicks neck like a pixie stick
the sick satan worshiping, bitches get whore's whippings
I'm in the back, through the back door,
slipping through the crack, leavin' the corpse drippin'
the mortician of love, sent from above, forced ??
and treat her more, when she the more, stingy I've become.
been doin this for more then a quarter century I'm just numb
Am I dreamin? is it real? someone pinch me on the buns
the time has come, to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder
I've hadda enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her
then climb in slow to shatter her brain matter, and batter her
with the bat, a matter of fact, that will splatter her
but before I do that, I'll have a chat to flatter her
give her 2 compliments back to back like tabitha
Im your secret admirer, I'm back to ravage ya
so strong is your fight, but you're no match for dracula
prolongin' her pipe, as I go back to stabbing her
dismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her
zoom in with the lens, then pan back the camera
stand back, cuz here comes your man jack, so pamela bring the music box
CHORUS
Cuz when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
but i can hear u my love, you keep calling me
I've heard the world before, you mean the world to me
so when you call me to come, I will answer
cuz when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep
I hear my music box, playing a song for me
So wont you whirl around, and do a whirl for me
and won't you be my private dancer
Hell Breaks Loose
Eminem [Verse 1]:
I want you to understand something
That when I come up in this bitch, I want them fans jumpin
I want them fists pumpin in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, Ladies won't you fill your cups?
Shady's come to fill you up, if you a D or a C-cup
You can even be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E-R, we are strapped with so much T-N-T
We may blow, no, not even C-P-R from the EMT
Can help you to resuscitate, You bustas must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, What's your problem, can't you bust a grape?
(*chk chk*) What's my name? Shady came to crush the game
Instantly, not even fair to them cause they pale in comparisions
So much they might as well wear a skin, don't you wish you could just share his pen?
Cause this shit is getting embarrasing, the fog is thick and the air is thin
Cause he won't even let them try to breathe, Dadidadidadadi
He makes it look so easy, Girl you just hit the lottery
Eminem [Chorus]:
Now this would be the part of the song
Where they drop the needle on and all hell breaks loose
Try to restrain us, you can't contain us
We still gonna make it stick no matter what we do
Everywhere we go, it seems we looking
For any excuse to just cut loose
So this would be the part of the song
Where they drop the needle on and all hell breaks loose
Dr. Dre (Eminem) [Verse 2]:
This is when shit hits the fan like it just flat out don't stand
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Then chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say and once it's over like a suance, it hums
(It makes them stay in a trance, No choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off or what? Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be smokin' something, think I ain't smokin' nothin, stay off my nuts
Now hit the floor, baby, time to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah, girl, shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, I'm like a goose when it comes to the Chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, Me and my goons are like animals
Wake up like a pack of wolves and we came here to extract the roof
Yeah, man, ain't that the truth? Girl, your mans is like in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, You swing? All hell breaks loose
Chorus
Eminem (Dr. Dre) [Verse 3]:
Now I know your feeling discouraged but homie just mark my words
I'm murdering the flow, Liquid courage I'm fitting to blow
As soon as we hit the door, power surges have to tow
I'm sure to push it as far as words are meant to go
We're in the indigo winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to beat up the block with your hoe
With speakers knocking, it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc
Can proceed to drop me and hop out the vehicle and knock on your door
(Yeah, So let us in before we huff and puff and we blow
We ain't bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, move till you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it, freak, move to the beat
Lose yourself indubitily
Pass on that little cute chick right over there, That'd be pretty damn stupid to me
Born and raised in the CPT, yeah, Los Angeles _____? in the streets
Them haters hating on me but I refuse to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce deuce in the seat, Dre fall off? That's news to me)
Chorus
Buffalo Bill
Verse 1
Better watch out, sucker now I got you where I want ya
Onslaught coming and I'm packing in my luncha
Buncha missile launchers and a bunch of contra-
Band, van full of ganja, now come on jump
Man stop mashing marshall, oh my god ya
Doing the cha cha and La cucaracha with a quadra-
plegic, boogying down to Frank Sinatra
Lindsay to the Lohan, lick it while you let me I watch ya
Who'da knew the budda do to me what it's done
Such cynicism when this isn't in my system
Blood hypnotism, lift a spliff up to my lips son
So much on my hands, I got to give my kids a fist bump
Christopher reeves swimming in my swim trunks
Mister, help me's what he said to me and then sunk
Women skinning him and cutting him up in chunks
In comes the woman with coco butter skin once
Hook
Once again, they call me Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo Bill
Skin him up, hem him, sow him up in those kilts, up in those kilts, upa-up in those kilts
Man you don't want to go up in those hills, up in those hills, upa-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo bill
Verse 2
Always, you can see him lurking in the hallways
Carcasses of caucasian females in his crawl space
How the hell did he fit them all into such a small place
Hide 'em in the wall, well how long will the dry-wall take
Well fuck it then, I got nothing but time, I'll wait
Until it dries, for the moment, I guess you're all safe
After I sand it and buff it, I guess that I'll paint
My chainsaws outta gas, my regular saw ain't
Now here I come again, damn stomach rumbling
You can even hear the evil spirits coming from within
Someone's in the back of my damn house rummaging
It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want her skin
Vin, on the hunt again, when will it ever end
Evelyn, why you tryna fight, you will never win
Severing, legs arms, damn there goes another limb
Pull the lever then, trap door, death is evident
Hook
Once again, they call me Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo Bill
Skin him up, hem him, sow him up in those kilts, up in those kilts, upa-up in those kilts
Man you don't want to go up in those hills, up in those hills, upa-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo bill
Verse 3
Now what you know about Buffalo Bill, nothing so chill
Fucking hoe you better fucking hold still
Make sure none of that lotion in the bucket don't spill
Cut 'em, gut 'em then just get to stuffin' those girls
Man I think she had enough of those pills
Sedate her then I wait, I come back later
Just a clutchin' those steel blades
Baby when I cut ya don't squeal
I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you
I keep hearing voices, like wouldn't ya like
To go and get your butcher knife and push it right through her
While you put your shiskebab skewers into a barbequer
Would you do to her, what you usually do to a
Girl who's skins newer?
In a world of sin you are, this is turning into a
torment tournament of sorts, christmas ornament you are
I'll be sure to ginsu ya, till there's no more skin to ya
Boo ya, who ya think ya fucking with
Duck me cause here he comes again
Hook
Once again, they call me Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo Bill
Skin him up, hem him, sow him up in those kilts, up in those kilts, upa-up in those kilts
Man you don't want to go up in those hills, up in those hills, upa-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo bill
Elevator
Intro
All aboard, okay... Next stop, my basement... haha, I'll meet you down there
Hook
There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend proof
That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I'd just laugh at him
That's not happening, that I can't fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide,
Later I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator
Verse 1
Haters getting mad, they done had enough of shady
You slay me, nothing you say matters enough that you shame me
Rappers try to play me, they use Hailie as a ukulele
Woopsa that a fucking daisy
That's an honour who even she knows dada's fucking crazy
Fucking animal, cookoo, bananas, fucking AV
Maybe it's because I never had a mother raise me
Fuck around and throw a baby at another baby
You may think it's cause of the way that I was brought up
But it's all caught up to me now, karma's is in the waters
Every line I ever said has got me in a corner
You might think it doesn't creep upon ya, but it all does
You wouldn't listen man, I tried to warn ya when you started
Now your brains all haunted cause of all the shit you thought of
Chainsaw slaughters turn your daughters into sawdust
I never thought it'd come to this, I outta just be honest but
Hook
There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend proof
That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I'd just laugh at him
That's not happening, that I can't fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide,
Later I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator
Verse 2
Sorry Lance, Mr. Lambert and Aiken ain't gonna make it
They get so mad, when I call them both faggots
All these fucking voices in my head I can't take it
Someone shut that fucking baby up, 'for I shake it
You're standing adjacent to Jason slash leatherface n'
Together makes 'em, a fucking bad combination
I lashed at the doctor in my last operation
Shoved the weiner snitzel up his ass, hopped away some-
body please stop the patient, get the cops to mase him
Homie, I'm the shizer, pass doctor dre some
I can't leave the game, I just can't walk away son
No not-a now, not a chance, not today son
I can't believe I leave for one breif second
And you pussy queef all over the rap game, naked
And use a leaf to wipe up the crap stains, feck it
I just keep saying the same exact saying, check it
Hook
There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend proof
That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I'd just laugh at him
That's not happening, that I can't fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide,
Later I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator
Verse 3
Elevator in my house, I'll smell ya later
I blew the fuck up, a hamster in a microwave-I
Thinkin' about an escalator now, steps, I hate 'em
Told the neighbor step away, then I just pepper sprayed 'em
Yeah, for every time you ride down the street
Or hideout, drive by my house and beep
Like now motherfucker, try now to sleep
Lie down fucker, try countin' sheep
And you're tryna find out, why now there's beef?
Mase in your face bitch, cry now pussy
This is my house, all nine thousand feet
So you can suck my dick with Amy Winehouse's teeth
Then I shove 'em in the elevator, take 'em to the top
Stand above em, just to cut the fucking cable, let 'em drop
Walk an hour to the damn refrigerator, get a pop
While I let 'em fall all the way to the basement yelling stop!
Hook
There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend proof
That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I'd just laugh at him
That's not happening, that I can't fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide,
Later I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator
Outro
Fucking son of a bitch, I can't believe this shit
This must be all that there is, this must be it
Fuckin-A even got a biday to
Wash my ass after I shit with gold toilet paper
Dishwasher's so big, when I'm pissed off
I can just toss a flying saucer in it
This shit's awesome, yeah, fucking elevator
Living in a house with a fucking elevator
