Won t Back Down lyrics [Pink] You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won t back down Oh no I wont back down Oh no,
[Eminem] Cadillacs, Coupe Devilles Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels Girl I m too for real Lose your tooth and nails Try to fight it, try to deny it Stupid you will feel What I do, I do it well Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill Half a breath left on my death bed Screaming F that yeah super ill Baby what the deal We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal F-ck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool don t me introduce you to my power tool You know the f-cking drill How you douche bags feel knowing you re disposable? Summers eve Massengill Shady s got the mass appeal baby crank the sh-t Cause it s your God-damn jam You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact Well shawty I m that man These other cats aint metaphorically where I m at man I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said Settle ya f-ckin ass down I m ready for combat-man Get it calm batman? Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts Lines are like mum s cat scans Cause they f-cking dope bananas Hunny I applaude that ass Swear to God man these mobs can t dance Ma show em how it s done Spazz like a God Damn Taz, yeah
[Chorus] You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won t back down Oh no I wont back down Oh no,
[Eminem Verse 2] Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin with a etch-a-sketch Betcha that you ll never guess who s knocking at your door People hit the floors Yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced Girl forget remorse, I ma hit you broads with Chris s paws like you pissed him off Talented with the tongue muthf-cker You aint gotta lick in yours Hittin licks like I m robbin liquor stores Makin cash registers sh-t their draws Think you spit the raw I m an uncut slab of beef Laying on your kitchen floor Otherwords I m off the meat rack Bring the beat back Bring me two extension chords I mma measure my d-ck sh-t I need 6 inches more F-ck my dicks big b-tch Need I remind you that I don t need the f-cking swine flu to be a sick pig You re addicted I m dope I m the longest needle around here Need a fix up I m the big shot Get it dicks nuts Your just small boats little pricks Girl you think that other pricks hot I ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match fore I sit back and let em get hot Better call the cops on em quick fast Shady s right back on your bitch ass White trash with half a six pack in his hatchback Trailer hitched a-ttached to the back (dispatch)
[Pink - Chorus] You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won t back down Oh no I wont back down Oh no,
[Eminem - Verse 3] Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped around him like You do when I come through, I d like you to remind yourself Of what the f-ck I can do when I m on the mic Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to Psych I m spiking you like a football Been this way since I ve stood a foot tall Your e a good catch with a sh-tty spouse Pretty mouth and a good jaw Gimme good brain Watch the wood grain, don t want no cum stain Bitch you listening tryna turn me down Slut I m talking to you, turn me back up Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car Shut the f-ck up while my sh-ts playin I ma sh-t stain on the underwear of life Whats the saying? where there s thunder there s light-ening And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place Then how the f-ck have I been hit six times In three different locations On four separate ocassions? And you can bet your stanking ass That I ve come to smash everything in my path Fork was in the road took the pyschopath Poison ivy wouldn t have me thinking rash So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone Shake your booty shawty Im the sh-t Why you think Proof used to call me doodi
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