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Hey! how are you guys doin'?
do ya want more? Alright.. Than, SHUT UP!!!!! |
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Warning, this shit's gon be rated R, restricted
You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid" Arrested, molested myself and got convicted Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyl Disrespectful Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo "Murder Murder Redrum" Brain size of a bread crumb Which drug will I end up dead from Inebriated, till my stress is eleviated "How in the fuck can Eminem and shady be related?" Illiterate, illigitimate shit spitter Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder Jumped out (Ahhhh!) killed the bitch and did her Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was little'er Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fuckin Bette Midler Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her (Redman Sample) I'm low down and I'm shiftee And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack'em And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from (repeat) I lace tunes, I'm out this world like Space Moons With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like braze wounds Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippits Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it I'ma let your grandpa hit it Mix it up with cocaine so her can't forget it Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage Losing all of my leverage Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage Smoked out like ? Band just making my neck itch What the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips Slap hips, support domestic violence Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust smoking? If all your shit's missing, than probably one of us broke in Chorus My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling Lit it like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England I'm out the game, put the second string in This Brandy got my swinging Bobbing back and forth like a penguin Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English Make your mama be like "Ohh! This is good! Who sing this?" "Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit." It was predicted by a medic I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic Living off liquid Triametic Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anasin Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue I think I'm dying, God is that you? Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP Take me to ER ASAP for and IV Motherfuck JOP, they don't support no hip hop They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon come is Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix Setup by these white blue collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music With a subliminal ball of tricks But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks Chorus |
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Life.. by Marshall Mathers
What is life? Life is like a big obstacle put in front of your optical to slow you down And everytime you think you gotten past it it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground What are friends? Friends are people that you think are your friends But they really your enemies, with secret indentities and disguises, to hide they true colors So just when you think you close enough to be brothers they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll make them same friends come back around swearing that they was always down What is life? I'm tired of life I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins I'm tired of committing so many sins Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins Tired of never having any ends Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thins I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins Tired of not having a deal Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel Tired of drowning in my sorrow Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin off I'm tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an hour then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk I'm tired of using plastic silverware Tired of working in Building Square Tired of not being a millionaire But if I had a million dollars I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on, while I'm on the john If I had a million bucks it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out robbing armored trucks If I had one wish I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store I'm tired of not having a phone Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it on Tired of not driving a BM Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be him Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum Tired of not being on tour Tired of fucking the same blonde whore after work in the back of a Contour I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns Tired of being stared at I'm tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin half the skill as me saying they wasn't feeling me on 'Nobody's As Ill As Me' I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs Tired of J-L-B saying 'Where Hip-Hop Lives' But if I had a million dollars I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on, while I'm on the john If I had a million bucks it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out robbing armored trucks If I had one wish I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss You know what I'm saying? I'm tired of all of this bullshit Telling me to be positive How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit positive? Know what I'm sayin? I rap about shit around me, shit I see Know what I'm sayin? Right now I'm tired of everything Tired of all this player hating that's going on in my own city Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin? But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin? Just fed up That's my word |
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Intro: Frogg
Whoah! A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em and like, back and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background* And check out the man he goes by the name of er... Verse One: Eminem Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman Chorus: So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin Fuck the World like Tupac I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Verse Two: Eminem I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan Chorus Verse Three: Eminem Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred treasure I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in Chorus Outro: Eminem Hey, fuck that! Outsidaz.. Pace One.. Young Zee.. |
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Come on hey hey we goin' to the beach
grab a couple of toys and let dada strap you in the car seat. Where's Mama? She's takin' a little nap in the trunk Oh that smell dada must have run over a skunk. now I know what you're thinkin': it's kind of late to go swimmin' but you know your mama she's one of those types of women who does crazy things and if she don't get her way she'll throw a fit don't play with daddy's toy knife, honey, let go of it and don't be so upset, why you actin' bashful? don't you wanna help dadda build a sand castle? and mama said she wants to show how far she can float, and don't worry about that little boo-boo on her throat it's just a little scratch it don't hurt, her was eatin' dinner while you was sleepin' and spilled ketchup on her shirt mama's messy, isn't she, we'll let her wash off in the water and me and you can play by ourselves, can't we? just the two of us (sung) repeat 8-9 times there's a place called heaven and a place called hell, a place called prison and a place called jail, and dada's probably on his way to all of 'em except one, 'cause mama's got a new husband and a stepson and you don't want a brother do ya? (Na) maybe when you're old enough to understand a little better, I'll explain it to ya. but for now we'll just say that mama was real, real bad she was bein' mean to dad and made him real, real mad but I still feel sad that I put her in time out, sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin' to climb out I told you it's okay, hey hey, wanna baba? take a night-night, nana-boo, goo-goo ga-ga humma goo-goo caca, dad'll change your dighty, clean the baby up so her can take a nighty-nighty. you're dad'll wake her up as soon as we get to the water, '97 Bonnie and Clyde, me and my daughter. just the two of us (sung) wake up sleepy head we're here, before we play, we're gonna take mama for a little walk along the pier. baby, don't cry honey, don't get the wrong idea, mama's too sleepy to hear you screamin' in her ear, that's why you can't get her to wake, but don't worry, dada made a nice bed for mama at the bottom of the lake, here, you wanna help dada tie a rope around this rock? we'll tie it to her footsies then will roll her off the dock. ready now, here we go, on the count of three, one, two, three...weeeeeeeeee there goes mama splashin' in the water, no more fightin' your dad, no more restrainin' order, no more step dada, no more new brother, blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love her, we'll go play in the sand, build a castle and junk, but first, just help dad with two more things out the trunk, just the two of us (sung) |
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(Chorus)
All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! Left the keys in the van, with a Gat in each hand Went up in Eastland and shot a policeman Fuck a peace plan if a citizen bystands This shit is in my hands, here's your life span And for what your life's worth this money is twice that Grab a couple grand and lay-up in Iceland See I'm a nice man but money turned me to Satan I'm thirsty for this green so bad I'm dehydratin' Hurry up with the cash bitch, I got a ride waitin' Shot a man twice in the back when he tried skatin' I want the whole pie, I won't be denied nathan Maybe I need my head inside straightened Brain contemplatin', clean out the register Dip before somebody catches ya Or gets your description an' sketches ya Then connects you as the prime suspect But I ain't set to flee the scene of the crime just yet 'cause I got a daughter to feed And $200 ain't enough to water the seed The best thing would be for me to leave Taco Bell an' hit up Chess King And have the lady at the desk bring Money from the safe in the back, stepped in wavin' the MAC Cooperate and we can operate and save an attack This bitch tried to escape in the jack Grabbed her by the throat, it's Murder She Wrote You barely heard a word as she choked It wasn't nuttin' for her to be smoked Then I slammed her on her back 'til her vertebrae broke Just then the pigs bust in yellin' "Freeze!" But I'm already wanted for sellin' ki's And a bunch of other felonies from A to Z like spellin' bees So before I dropped to the ground and fell on knees I bust shots, they bust back Hit me square in the chest, I wasn't wearin' a vest... (Chorus) All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! Left the house, pullin' out the drive, backin' out (?) backin' out, this lady's Jag started blackin' out Pulled the MAC-10 out and stuck it in her face Shut ya yackin' mouth before I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp Drug her by her hair, smacked her up Thinkin' fuck it, mug her while you're there, jacked her up Stole her car, made a profit Grabbed a tape from out the deck and offed it out the window Like the girl on Set It Off did Jetted off kid, stole the whip, now I'm a criminal Drove it through somebody's yard, dove into they swimmin' pool Climbed out and collapsed on the patio I made it out alive but I'm injured badly though Parents screamin', "Johnny, go in and call the police. Tell 'em there's a crazy man disturbing all of the peace!" Tried to stall him at least long enough to let me leap up Run in they crib and at least leave with some little cheap stuff Actin' like they never seen nobody hit a (?) before Smashed the window, grabbed the Nintendo 64 When they sell out in stores the price triples I ran up the block jumpin' kids on tricycles And collided with an 80-year old lady with groceries There goes the cheese, eggs, milk and Post Toasties Stood up and started to see stars Too many siren sounds, it seemed like a thousand police cars Barely escaped, must o' been some dumb-luck Jumped up and climbed the back of a movin' dump truck But I think somebody seen me maybe Plus I lost the damn Nintendo and I must o' dropped the Beanie Baby Fuck it I give up, I'm surrounded in blue suits Came out with a white flag hollerin' "Truce, truce!" (Don't shoot!) Surrendered my weapon to cops. "Wasn't me! It was the gangsta rap and the peppermint Schnopps." (Chorus) All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! (Scratches to fade out) |
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Life.. by Marshall Mathers
What is life? Life is like a big obstacle put in front of your optical to slow you down And everytime you think you gotten past it it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground What are friends? Friends are people that you think are your friends But they really your enemies, with secret indentities and disguises, to hide they true colors So just when you think you close enough to be brothers they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll make them same friends come back around swearing that they was always down What is life? I'm tired of life I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins I'm tired of committing so many sins Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins Tired of never having any ends Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thins I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins Tired of not having a deal Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel Tired of drowning in my sorrow Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin off I'm tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an hour then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk I'm tired of using plastic silverware Tired of working in Building Square Tired of not being a millionaire But if I had a million dollars I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on, while I'm on the john If I had a million bucks it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out robbing armored trucks If I had one wish I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store I'm tired of not having a phone Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it on Tired of not driving a BM Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be him Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum Tired of not being on tour Tired of fucking the same blonde whore after work in the back of a Contour I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns Tired of being stared at I'm tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin half the skill as me saying they wasn't feeling me on 'Nobody's As Ill As Me' I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs Tired of J-L-B saying 'Where Hip-Hop Lives' But if I had a million dollars I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on, while I'm on the john If I had a million bucks it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out robbing armored trucks If I had one wish I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss You know what I'm saying? I'm tired of all of this bullshit Telling me to be positive How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit positive? Know what I'm sayin? I rap about shit around me, shit I see Know what I'm sayin? Right now I'm tired of everything Tired of all this player hating that's going on in my own city Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin? But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin? Just fed up That's my word |
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"Just Don't Give A Fuck"
그딴거상관안해!!! [Intro: Frogg] [시작은 프로그가 부릅니당] Whoah! 오우!! A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em 니 손을 들어 그리고 박수를쳐 and like, back and forth because ah 그리고 막 손을 앞뒤로 왔다갔다해 왜냐하면 this is.. what you thought it wasn't 이건 니가 아니라고 생각했던거니깐 It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen 이건 와글와글거려..동료들이 더티도즌(1967의 어떤영화이름)을 선사해 I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background* 나는 F-R-O 에 떠블 G야 (기침한다) And check out the man he goes by the name of er... 그리고 저 어어(중단·주저하거나 말이 막힐 때에 내는 소리)이라고 불리는남자를 점검해봐(봐봐) [Verse One: Eminem] [이 시절부터:에미넴이부름] Slim Shady, brain dead like Jan Brady 잰 브레이디(아역배우이름인듯)처럼 머리는 텅텅빈 슬림쉐이디야 I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady 나는 M80야,킴여사보다 더 조금한 너 (여기서 킴여사는 릴킴이겠죠?ㅋ) I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer 나는 왕왕거리는,더티도젠(영화이름),못된 석은 라이머(rhymer란 시인도 되지만 막 발음 비슷한것있죠 ;동운어 라는 뜻입니다 근데 er이 붙어서 동운어만드는사람 또는 부르는사람이되겠져) Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer 마티 쇼텐헤이머보다 더 못하는 니네들을 욕하지 You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from 넌 니가 얻는 개같은 스타일보다 괴팍스러워 You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album 너는 두개의 복사를 팔지못할꺼야 니가 더블앨범을 누른다면 Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open 그냥 인정해,집어쳐,우리가 널리 나갈때 I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then 나는 환각제를,마약을,헤로인을,코카인을하고 그후 진정제를피워(진정제인지 마약인지;내용상은 진정제인듯?) My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) 내이름은 마샬마더스야 나는 알코홀중독자지 I have a disease and they don't know what to call it 나는 병에 걸렸고 그들은 뭐라고 부르는지몰라 Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash 지갑치우는게좋을껄 내가 돈을 가지러 바로 갈테니깐 Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass 니 콘서트 갈 티켓을 샀어 가서 니 궁뎅이를 차려고 Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin 개새끼야 난 기운차게 나갈꺼야,내가 너무 빨라서 니 눈 돌아가게될꺼야 You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson 너는 마이크타이슨처럼 때려눕혀질꺼야 The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton 증거는 푸딩안에있어,그냥 디샨홀튼에게 물어봐 (디션홀튼:8mile에서나온 흑인남자;가수이기도하면서 연기자) I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman 내가 그 너의 썅놈의 목구멍을 론 골드만보다 더 심하게 찢어줄께 [Chorus:] [코러스:↓] So when you see me on your block with two glocks 그래서 넌 내가 두개의 총이랑 니네 동네에 있는걸보면 Screamin _Fuck the World_ like Tupac 투팍(아시져?)처럼 소리쳐 '이놈의 집어치울 세상!!' I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 난 그냥 상관안해 Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin 내 뒤에서 욕이나 하는 더러운놈 tellin your boys that I'm on crack 나 열받았으니 니네 애들한테 말해 I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 나는 그져 신경안써 So put my tape back on the rack 그러니 고문의자에 내 테이프를 다시 붙여놔 Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack 텨가서 니 친구들한테 말해 나 지금 화났거든 I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 나는 그냥 신경안써~! But see me on the street and duck 그런데 날 길거리에서 보면 피해 cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed 왜냐하면 너는 꼼짝도못하고,마약에취해,담배냄새를 들이맡을꺼니깐(여기서 snuffed란 뜻이 잘 모르겠지만요 담배냄새를 맞다 나 낌새를 채다 입니다) Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 왜냐하면 나는 그냥 상관안하니깐! [Verse Two: Eminem] [두번째절부터:에미넴] I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone 나는 피트(이름)보다 더 착해 근데 나는 지금 밀크본(이름인듯)을 뭉개버리려고 찾고있어(Serch라는 뜻은 모르겠는데요 그래서 그냥 search라고 해석을했습니다;찾다라는 뜻인데요 그래도 Serch가 대문자로 써있었거든요 그런데 전 뜻을 모르겠습니당) I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone 나는 영원해(불후야),나는 실리콘처럼 바닐라아이스(어떤랩퍼이름)를 녹여 I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason 나는 이유없이 널 깔볼정도로 아파(그만큼 내가 아파도넌이긴다라는뜻이겠져) I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin 나는 눈오는계절의 20도이하인 얼정도로 추운것보다 더 차가워 Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview 양념안넣은 신랄한맛, 이것이 바로 살짝보는 예고편이야 I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review 내가 니 잡지를 깔볼꺼야 그리고 여전히 조금이라도 리뷰를 받지못할꺼야 I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals 나는 너의 그 미친동료들이 널 떠나게할꺼야,폴거스 크리스탈 냄새를맡아봐(여기서 freak은 괴물이나 뭐 그런뜻;어쩔땐 마약복용자도됨;그러니 동료나 어쩌면 여친일수도) This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols 이건 그냥 열렬한 격투야, 신사들아 권총을 들어라 But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles 그런데 나는 막 볼트론처럼되어서 내 어깨 미사일로 너를 날려버려 Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) 슬림쉐이디야,에미넴은 옛날 이니셜이였어(바이바이) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion 강탈,사람들을업신여기고,납치를 지지하는 Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion 병적인 거짓말쟁이,말도안되게 거짓들을 날려버리는너 The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic 제일 바보같은,제일 광대같은,자발적인,돌발적인 Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict 충동적인 생각인, 강박관념에 사로잡힌 술꾼 , Half animal, half man 동물반 남자반을 마약중독자로 만들고 Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can 니 시체를 쓰레기통에 버려라 With more holes than an Afghan 아프카니스탄보다 더 많은 구멍의 쓰레기통에다가 [Chorus] [코러스한번더] [Verse Three: Eminem] [3절:에미넴] Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) 누가 나를 이 리무진에서 꺼내줘(나좀꺼내줘) I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine 나는 철사망에 갖힌 악마야,무대에서 레이지어게인스트더머신(락그룹이름인듯.)처럼 소리치는 I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin 나는 내가 악마라고 설득되었어 , 이 레코드가 돌아가는동안 총격전을벌이지 Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion 분석적으로는 죽은 뇌,나는 두번째의견은 필요없어 Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred treasure 가혹함이 소중한것을 떨어뜨리고,나는 성스러운 보물을 홱 뒤집는다 I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher 나는 너의 그 엿같은 스타일을 더욱더 새롭게만들게 만들기위해 물어버릴거야 I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches 난 더이상 못참겠어 나는 개년들때문에 미치겠어 Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes 내가 접시닦을때 지랄하는 보스도 신물이나 In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush 학교에서는 나는 별로 말을 안했어,머리가 너무 차서 바빴거든 Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush 너무 많은게 한꺼번에 다가옴이 내 얼굴을 빨갛게 물들였어 Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed 그리고 내가 짐빔(이름)에게 갔을때에 그때가 내 얼굴이 회색빛을띨때였어 Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team 8학년때 체육관에 갔을때 여자들의 수영반을 강간했어 Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian 나를 장난으로보지마 나는 코미디언이아냐 Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again 너무많은 정신적인 문제들이 나를 마약과 술에 찌들게만들었어 I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median 나는 절대 속박을 넘어서지않을꺼야,중간에서 달릴꺼야 Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in 드디어 집에도착했어 그런데 나는 들어갈 키가없어 [Chorus] [코러스 여기서 한번더] [Outro: Eminem] [끝:에미넴] Hey, fuck that! 야 ,집어치워 Outsidaz.. 외부인들아(또는 왕따,품위없는인간) Pace One..Young Zee.. 영지(어느래퍼이름)야 한거름더걸어라 |
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