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Eminem – Discombobulated Lyrics

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[Intro]
Oh, ayo, Dre
I’m discombobulated
Let’s take ’em back (Accents)
In time (Everything’s all fucked up)
I’m discombobulated, discombobulated
Miss, you ovulating? Wait, I didn’t mean to
Piss you off, my lady, what I really meant to say is
It goes a little something like this

[Verse 1]
Soon as I’m through with the Unisom I’ma hit the snooze alarm
Before I lose my mind, who am I gonna use it on?
Utilizing this tool, I will execute a line
Like what I tried to do one time in my youth when I euthanized
My poodle in junior high, used to hide in my room and fly
To the moon and try suicide with the glue from my school supplies
Then Proof, Denaun
Eye-Kyu and I would climb in that hooptie to ride to Drew’s and rhyme
Bodied Saint Andrew’s Hall too many times to count
Before I tear up The Shelter, give my dawgs a pound
Now I’m ’bout to treat all of you rappers noggins how
Dre does every time he goes back to Compton now
‘Cause every so often I’ll visit my old stomping grounds
And Doc’s in the house, so you know the bong is out
Room is spinning like nine-hundred-thousand miles an hour
Forgot what I’m talkin’ ’bout, fuck, I’m discombobulated

[Chorus]
Now up is down, left is right
Day is night now, in is out, black is white
So to-and-fro and side-to-side
Am I coming or going? Man, I can’t decide
‘Cause back is forth now and stop means go
No means yes, but yes don’t mean no
So baby, please, take off your clothes
(No!) Yes! (No!) Yes! (No!) No! (Yes!) Oh! (Oh!), yeah

[Verse 2]
Just flew the coop, the cops are in hot pursuit
But the day they catch me is the day 50’ll call a truce
And quash the feud with him and Ja and Ja’ll actually spit a bar
That’s not from a Dr. Seuss book and they’ll start a group (Haha)
Fuck it, I’m a kook, I know I got a screw
And a couple of marbles loose, brain is like ramen soup
Shout to Trugoy, gotta give a De La salute
‘Cause my noodle’s in a knot, call it pasta noose (Yeah)
Wizard of ‘ahs’ and ‘ohhs’
Same Marshall Bruce in that battle who lost to Juice
Who also used to sound like Nas on “Live at the Barbeque”
Now I got the juice, wouldn’t beef if I was you

[Interlude]
Like, au jus, but beef, if like
“I was you,” but, like, ah, fuck you (Man)
Long as I got these walls and these hallways I’m always
Have someone to argue with, I’m just all twisted, I’m discombobulated

[Chorus]
Now up is down, left is right
Day is night now, in is out, black is white
So to-and-fro and side-to-side
Am I coming or going? Man, I can’t decide
‘Cause back is forth now and stop means go
No means yes, but yes don’t mean no
So baby, please, take off your clothes
(No!) Yes! (No!) Yes! (No!) No! (Yes!) Oh! (Oh!)

[Verse 3]
I’m at my best when I’m at my worst
And for that I’m blessed, so every time I rap I curse
And that’s why press, I usually get attacked by first
They’re at my neck like motherfucking vampires
So critics si-day I si-day the same shi-dit, I’m always degrading, little bi-ditch
Well, fi-duck ’em, they can si-duck my di-dick when I’m taking shi-dit
Mid-y middle fid-inger is ex-tid-ended now, should I tell ’em where to put it?
I’m si-do fed up with it, they ask me dumb shi-dit
So I act like I’m on a kayak with my back to Niagara
No life jacket, man, I had like six psychiatrists, scientists
Misdiagnose me with plaque psoriasis ’cause I asked ’em, “Why is it
My eye itches?” so they gave me some diet tips
And Viagra with side effects, I might end up growing spiderwebs
In my head and dying a horrifying death, on my final breath
I will tell you, apply your lips to my dick, it’s one size that fits
I just took an AIDS test and the doctor said to think positive, what the fuck?

[Chorus]
Now up is down, left is right
Day is night now, in is out, black is white
So to-and-fro and side-to-side
Am I coming or going? Man, I can’t decide
‘Cause back is forth now and stop means go
No means yes, but yes don’t mean no
So baby, please, take off your clothes
(No!) Yes! (No!) Yes! (No!) No! (Yes!) Oh! (Oh!)

[Outro]
Haha, yeah
Dr. Dre
Black Beethoven
S1
2050, haha
We’re out

B.o.B – Neon Demon Lyrics

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[Intro]
Sliding
Sliding

[Verse 1]
Porsche 911, emergency whip (Yeah)
Her head so fire, emergency bitch, uh (Look at that demon)
Bust on her hair like a perm and I bust where her perm is and shit
Keisha, them edges is newborns, I bust and then board on a bitch
And shit (I’m sorry), and shit (Lo siento), that shit (My bad)
In neon, that demon, he screaming and shit, and shit
Made a killin’, yeah, heard I’m chillin’, feelin’
Pocket full of dead guys, I’m makin’ a killin’

[Refrain]
(Look at that demon)
Whole bag, bag
Whole bag, bag
(Look at that demon)

[Chorus]
They be like, “Gеt them demons off of you”
I’d be lying if I said I ain’t want commas too
Turn mе to a savage, that’s what hunger do
Disrespect the reaper ’til they come for you

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Niggas get mad and fumble the whole bag (Whole bag, bag)
She call me papi and got a whole dad (Whole dad)
She call me demon
‘Cause I got that D, man, and she want ’bout three bands
She just get semen (Look at that demon)
These hoes be aggy, bruh
These hoes be actin’ up
Then go fuck on air mattresses
Shit don’t be adding up
That hustle ass-backwards as fuck

[Chorus]
They be like, “Get them demons off of you”
I’d be lying if I said I ain’t want commas too
Turn me to a savage, that’s what hunger do
Disrespect the reaper ’til it come for you

[Verse 3]
Ma-Ma-Masters pick their slaves, not a slave pick their masters
You don’t know that you got played ’til ’bout 10 years after
AIDS, cancer, brain samples, eight years of propaganda
Incarcerated in the slammer ‘fore niggas even knew that crack was illegal
A tap on the needle, Reagan was serving them whole things
‘Fore niggas had boats and planes, we still took the blame for all the cocaine
Put you on game, call me a Damon, I’m weighing my options inside of this game (Game)
(Look at that demon)

[Chorus]
They be like, “Get them demons off of you”
I’d be lying if I said I ain’t want commas too
Turn me to a savage, that’s what hunger do
Disrespect the reaper ’til it come for you

[Outro]
‘Til it come, ’til it come
Whole bag, bag
Whole bag, bag
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Whole bag, bag)
Call me a demon, a Damon, I’m Damien, melanin, melanin, melanin (Whole bag, bag)
Call me a demon, a Damon, I’m Damien, melanin, melanin, melanin (Whole bag, bag)
All these demons all around me, I’m not listening
Ten toes, yeah, I’m all about my spending
Look at that demon, look at that, l-l-look at that (Whole bag, bag)
Look at that demon (Whole bag, bag), look at that, look at that, look at that demon

Slicker Stk – Titanic Flow Intro Lyrics (feat. Osei Kwame)

Forget the X and O’s
I’m trying to ex my hoes
As far as I know, word up!
f**k an X and O
Make you, just ex the hoe

What’s funny is all they wanna do is
Make ‘em dance
I’m trying to make ’em understand
See the bigger picture, the grand plan
Slick!
This is STK

Yo, I came up
Slinging no drugs, I blaze up
Pedal to the metal
I ain’t scared to speed the pace up
Knocking at your door
Trick or treat, wake up
Sleeping on the boy
You’re a trip, tie your lace up
Asap! keep it one hundred, temperature
I don’t give a damn about the best
I do better
More cheddar, laughing to the bank for Mahama paper
Slick’s that one of a kind, signature (sign am)
Bard man i go harder
Like a puncture, Slicker man’a bust tire
I’m not a dragon (NO!), but i breathe fire
I dey burn niggas with the heat like Volcano lava
Put it on me, like a uniform
Flyer than a unicorn, can’t stop, won’t stop
Chale I be moving on
Till I catch a body in my body bag
I keep a gun, on your face, where the money at?

I no dey fear death as I, paddie the grim reaper
You dey trust girls ah?
Guy, you go die quicker
Birthday, Friday the 13th
Now they’re scared of me like an AIDS test
I dey give pressure

I no dey fear death as I, paddie the grim reaper
You dey trust girls ah?
Guy, you go die quicker
Birthday, Friday the 13th
Now they’re scared of me like an AIDS test
I dey give pressure

It’s what I like to call the titanic flow chale
This some strategic flow chale
There’s no water and shit
But the flow will definitely sink in chale, yeah
Let’s set sail
Leggo!

I’m on, a different level
My bass, be different treble
I do not conform the Slick is such a rebel
I dey penetrate with enough vim
To eliminate, bring it on chale, I go in and assassinate
Life’s like a loose chick
One fella, can’t t eat it
You no make eye red
Homeboy you can’t get it
Slicker got the business, God is my witness
“Me y3 bad nanso High Court no fit sentence, Aaah!”
Bard man i go harder
Like a puncture, boy you know I bust tire
I’m not a dragon (NO!), but i breathe fire
I dey burn niggas with the heat like Volcano lava
Put it on me, like a uniform
Flyer than a unicorn, can’t stop, won’t stop
Chale I be moving on
Till I catch a body in my body bag
I keep a gun, on your face, where my money at?

Please give, what belongs to Caesar to Caesar
Say I no dey go church?
Me saf I be preacher, go figure
Slick man no be crowd-pleaser
Still they give me fans like an attention seeker

Please give, what belongs to Caesar to Caesar
Say I no dey go church?
Me saf I be preacher, go figure
Slick man no be crowd-pleaser
Still they give me fans like an attention seeker

And that’s that hip hop status and service announcement
Delivered by yours truly STK

As far as I know, this rap tin no be by force
If you can’t go in, go home

You’re now in the air with Titanic
Yes, in the air on the mother ship
It’s a journey to the unknown stars of the rap galaxy
It’s nothing you’ve heard before
But it’s something you’ll never hear anywhere ever again
You’re now welcome to Galactic
Your out of this world experience
It’s Slick
It hits you with light speed
And before you know it
You’re going through light and space deep in sound
Fasten your seat belt
Slicker STK, let’s go!