Puke (Explicit)-Eminem

歌手 : Eminem
专辑 : Encore (Explicit)
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:07

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TXT Puke (Explicit)-Eminem 文本歌词

Puke (Explicit) - Eminem
Lyrics by:Luis Resto/Steve King/Marshall Mathers/Brian May
Composed by:Luis Resto/Steve King/Marshall Mathers/Brian May
There I go thinking of you again
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me f**kin' sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke
You must just not know whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do but you do
Every time I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more
More suitable for this type of song whoa
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of
Sixteen bars this ain't enough to put some ink ta
So f**k it I'ma start right here I'll just be brief I'm
Bout to rattle off some of the reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo of you
On my arm but what do I go and do
I go and get another one now I got two
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Now I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin
I can't believe I went and did this stupid s**t again
My next girlfriend now her name's gotta be Kim
Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every motherf**kin' thing you ever put us through
Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you
Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me f**kin' sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke
You must just not know whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do but you do
Every time I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter
That you'd probably just shred up yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink ta
A stupid piece a
Paper I'd rather let you see how
Much I f**kin' hate you in a freestyle
You're a f**kin' coke-head slut I hope you f**kin' die
I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your f**kin' guts you f**kin' slut I hope you die
Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie
But please don't get me wrong I'm not bitter or mad
It's not that I still love you it's not 'cause I want you back
It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna
Gag-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ag
What else can I do I haven't got a clue
Now I guess I'll just move on I have no choice but to
But every time I think of you now all I wanna do
Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me f**kin' sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke
You must just not know whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do but you do
Every time I think of you I puke
F**kin' b***h