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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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