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Won't Back Down

アーティスト:Eminem  アルバム:Recovery 

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P!nk: You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can hold all the cards But I won't back down Oh no, I won't back down, oh no Eminem: Cadillac Sevilles Coup Devilles, brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels Girl I'm too for real lose your tooth and nail Try to fight it try to deny it stupid you will feel What I do I do at will, shootin' from the hip, yeah boy, shoot to kill Half a breath left, on my death bed Screamin' F that, yeah super ill Baby what the deal, we can chill, split a half a pill and a happy meal Fuck a steak slut, I'll cut my toes off And step on the receipt 'fore I foot the bill Listen garden tool, don't make me introduce you to my power tool You know the fuckin' drill How you douchebags feel, knowin' you're disposable , Shady's got that mass appeal, baby crank this shit 'cause it's your God damn jam You say that you want your punch lines a little more compact, well shorty I'm that man These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at, man I gave Bruce Wayne a valium and said settle your fuckin' ass down I'm ready for combat, man Get it, calm batman, naw, ain't nobody whose as bomb and as Nuts, lines are like mom's cat scans 'cause they fuckin' go bananas Honey, I applaud that ass, swear to God man, these broads can't dance Ma, show em how it's done, spaz like a goddamn Taz, yeah P!nk: You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can hold all the cards But I won't back down Oh no, I won't back down, oh no Eminem: Girl shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinson's Make like is in your drawers playin' with an etch-a-sketch Bet ya that you'll never guess whose knockin' at your doors People hit the floors, yeah tonight ladies you gon' get divorced Girl forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with ' force like you pissed him off Talented with the tongue, mo'fucker you ain't got a lick in yours Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores, makin' cash registers shit their drawers Think you spit the rawest, I'm an uncooked slab of beef layin' on your kitchen floor Other words, I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat back, bring me two extension cords I'ma measure my dick, shit I


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