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Eminem Feat. P!nk - Won't Back Down

Album: Recovery
Recording Year: 2010

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[ Chorus ] [ 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 wonít back down, oh no I wonít back down, oh no

[ Verse 1 ] [ Eminem ]

Cadillacs appeals, Coupe Devilleís
Brain dead rims, yeah stupid wheels
Girl Iím 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 I 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 a half a pill and a happy meal
Fuck a steak slut, Iíll cut my toes off
And step on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool, donít make me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking drill
How you douche bags feel knowing youíre disposable?
Summerís eve massingale
Shadyís got the mass appeal, baby crank the shit
Cause itís your god damned jam
You said you wanted your punclines a little more compact
Well shorty Iím that man
These other cats ainít metaphorically where Iím at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a valium
And said settle your fucking ass down, Iím ready for combat man
Get it, calm Batman? Nah, ainít nobody whoís as bomb and as
Nuts, lines are like momís cat scans
Cause they fucking donít ???
Honey I applaude that ass, swear to god man
These mobs canít dance, maa show Ďem how itís done
Spaz like a god damn Taz, yeah

[ Chorus ] [ Pink ]

[ Verse 2 ] [ Eminem ]

Girl shake that ass like a donkey with parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playing with an etcha-sketch
Bet ya that youíll never guess whoís knockiní at your doors
Peopleís hit the floors, yeah tonight ladies you goní get divorced
Girl forget remorse, Imma hit you broads with
Chrisí force like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue motherucker, you ainít got a lick in yours
Hittiní licks, like Iím robbiní liquor stores
Making cash registers shit their drawers
Think you spit the rawest?
Iím an uncooked slab of beef laying on your kitchen floor
Other words, Iím off the meat rack, bring the beat back
Bring the two extension cords
Imma measure my dick, shit I need six inches more
Fuck my dickís big bitch, need I remind you
That I donít need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig
Youíre addicted, Iím dope, Iím the longest needle around here
Need a fix oc? Iím the big shot, get it dick snots?
Youíre just small pokes, little pricks
Girl you think that other prickís hot?
Iíll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
Before I sit back and let him get hot
Better call the cops on him quick fast
Shadyíd right back on your bitch ass
White trash with a half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitch if tats to the back, quick dispatch

[ Chorus ] [ Pink ]

[ Verse 3 ] [ Eminem ]

Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappiní
Does a bird chirp, Lilí Wayne slurps syrup til he burps
And smokes purp, does a wordsearch, getís circles wrapped around it
like you do when I come through, Iíd like you to remind yourself
Of what the fuck I can do when Iím on the mic
Oh youíre the kinda girl I can take a liking to
Psych Iím spiking you, like a football
Been this way since I stood a foot tall
Youíre a good catch, with a shitty spouse
Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
Gimmie good brain, watch the woodgrain
Donít want no cum-stain, bitch you listening?
Try to turn me down, slut Iím talking to you
Turn me back up, are you insane
Try to talk over me in the car, shut the fuck up while my shitís playing
Iím a shit stain on the underwear of life
Whatís the saying? when thereís thunder then thereís light-ening
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six times
On three different locations on four seperate occasions?
And you can bet your stinking ass
That Iíve come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road, took the psychopath
Poison Ivy wouldnít have me thinking rash
So hit the dance floor cutie, while I do my duty
On this microphone, shake your booty shorty
Iím the shit, why you think Proof used to call me doodie?

[ Chorus ] [ Pink ]


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