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Alfred's Theme

アーティスト:Eminem  アルバム:Music To Be Murdered By - Side B (Deluxe Edition)  作詞:M. Mathers/L. Resto/Charles Gounod  作曲:M. Mathers/L. Resto/Charles Gounod  発売年:2020 

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Before I check the mic (Check, check, one, two) I give it an extra swipe with a Lysol disinfectant wipe (Good evening) Coronavirus in effect tonight Antiseptics on deck, I got every type (Yeah) I throw on my tux, then I (Yeah) give zero fucks, then I (Yeah) Act like a jockstrap (Uh), cup my nuts, then I (Yeah) Check my ball hair (What?), make sure it's all there (Yeah) Then call the pallbearer (Yeah) It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why stop? Overkill like a pipe bomb in your pine box You're all hitched to my cock (What?) Went from punchin' a time clock to getting my shot Then treated it like a cyclops Like it's the only one I (Only one eye) got And my thoughts are like nines cocked (Chk-chk) Every line's obscene, pervertedest mind, got the dirtiest rhyme stocked That's why there's parental advising (Visine) every time I drop (Eye drop) So throw on the theme to Alfred, I'll channel him like the Panama Canal But how could I get up in arms about you saying trash is all that I put out? Bitch, I still get the bag when I'm putting garbage out Plus, the potty mouth, I'm not about to wash it out The filthiest, so all this talk about "I'm washed up", how preposterous Because if cleanliness is next to godliness It's obvious that it's impossible for me to be beside myself And I'm 'bout that capital like a proper noun Still on top the pile Got me sitting on numbers like a pocket dial Quick to call you out on your bullshit Don't make me give that crock a dial 'Cause if I do, it's see you later, alligator Made it out the trailer, then I made a vow to cater to no one So hate, I've gained about the same amount that's in my bank account So here's some more shit for you to complain about, I say the Bars that never slack, but always get attacked (Yeah) I think they're gunnin' for me, it's startin' to feel like that Like I'm marked, cause when I rap, it's like fallin' on my back in a tar pit Cause I have this target on my back (Ew, yuck) But if I ever double-crossed my fans and lost my Stans I'd probably pop five Xans (Yeah) Go in my garage, start my van Inhale as much carbon monoxide and exhaust I can And doze off like But odds like that, with these thoughts I have's like a giant getting squashed by ants If this is the test of time, I'd pass with flying colors Like I just tossed my crayons (Tossed my crayons) Small, medium, and large size cans Sanitizers of all types, brands, cost nine bands Which is a small price for Lysol wipes and If my palms brush across my pants, I wash my hands Shit, hold on, man Motherfucker Happy birthday to- Fuck (Shh, quiet) I sit in silence in candlelit environments Sipping Wild Irish while getting violent Homicidal visions when I'm spitting like this But really I'm just fulfilling my wish of killing rhymes Which is really childish and silly, but I'm really like this I'm giving nightmares to Billie Eilish, I'm Diddy's side bitch What the fuck? Hold on, wait "I'm Diddy's side bitch?" Oh, I'm still east side, bitch So until the E-N-D, since EPMD Been givin' y'all the business (Yeah), D-R-E and me (Yup) From the MMLP to MTBMB (Bitch) Bitch, it's 2020, you still ain't seein' me (Haha) So call me Santa Clause (Santa Clause) ‘Cause at the present (Yeah), I out-rap 'em all, I'm at the mall Got your bitch in a bathroom stall, she could suck a basketball (Uh) Through a plastic straw (Yeah) with a fractured jaw (Damn) My dick is coat check (Ha), she wanna jack it off (Yeah) I'm so far past the bar, I should practice law Mentally, I'm fucked up generally (General Lee) (Duh)


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