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Eminem - Elevator

Album: Relapse: Refill
Recording Year: 2009


There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with my friend proof
That if I went gold, Iíd go right through the roof
He said what if you went platinum, Iíd just laugh at him
Thatís not happening, that I canít fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide later,
Iím living in a house with a f-cking elevator

[Verse 1]
Haters getting mad, they done had enough of shady
You slay me, nothing you say matters enough to touche me,
Rappers try to play me, they use Hailie as a ukulele
Woopsa a f-cking daisy
Thatís a no no who even she knows dadaís f-cking crazy
Fucking animal, cookoo, bananas, fucking AP
Maybe itís because I never had a mother raise me
F-ck around and throw a baby at another baby
You may think itís cause of the way that I was brought up
But itís all caught up to me now, Karmaís in the waters
Every line I ever said has got me in a corner
You might think it doesnít creep upon ya, but it all does
You wouldnít listen man, I tried to warn ya when you started
Now your brains all haunted cause of all the sh-t you thought of
Chainsaw slaughters turn your daughters into sawdust
I never thought itíd come to this, I outta just be honest but


[Verse 2]
Sorry Lance, Mr. Lambert and Aiken ainít gonna make it
They get so mad, when I call them both faggots,
all these f-cking voices in my head, I canít take it
Someone shut that f-cking baby up, Ďfor I shake it
Youíre standing adjacent to Jason slash Leatherface and -
Together makes Ďem, a f-cking bad combination
I lashed at the doctor in my last operation
Shoved the weiner snitzel up his ass, hopped away some-
body please stop the patient, get the cops to mase him
Homie, Iím the shiesse, ask Dr. Dre son
I canít leave the game, I just canít walk away son
No not-a now, not a chance, not today son
I canít believe I leave for one brief second
You p-ssy queef all over the rap game, naked
And use a leaf to wipe up the crap stains, feck it
I just keep saying the same exact saying, check it


[Verse 3]
Elevator in my house, Iíll smell ya later
I blew the fuck up, a hamster in a microwave-I
Think about an escalator now, steps, I hate Ďem
Told the neighbor step away, then I just pepper sprayed Ďem
Yeah, for every time you ride down the street
Or hideout, drive by my house and beep
Like now motherf-cker, try now to sleep
Lie down f-cker (baaaa!) try countiní sheep
And youíre tryna find out, why now thereís beef?
Mase in your face bitch, cry now p-ssy
This is my house, all nine thousand feet
So you can suck my dick with Amy Winehouseís teeth
Then I shove Ďem in the elevator, take Ďem to the top
Stand above em,just to cut the f-cking cable, let Ďem drop
Walk an hour to the damn f-cking refrigerator, get a pop
While I let Ďem fall all the way to the basement yelling stop!


Fucking son of a bitch, I canít believe this shit
This must be all that there is, this must be it
f-ckin a even got a bidet
Wash my ass after I shit with gold toilet paper
Dishwasherís so big, when Iím pissed off
I can just toss a flying saucer in it
This shitís awesome, yeah, fucking elevator
Living in a house with a fucking elevator

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