Tangotalk

[Verse 1] In my head it’s like I got two fu*king beats going at once (Woo) Like two chicks in a tug-of-war tryna compete for my love I tell em, \”Stop being jealous, I love you each just as much\” Until one of them tells me that I’ma never be what I was Other one just called me a b!tch and said I’m not evil no more Like I don’t see what they’re doing, they’re tryna get me to kill ’em B-B-B-Beefing with them is probably the least of my worries Got people screaming I suck, you think the old me is better? S*it, I take that bleach blonde, wannabe 2Pac, little fake wigger, fu*king Douchebag and strangle him up with his durag for thinking he’s tough But having him taped up with duct, his two hands and ankles and fu*ked Through his pants and raped in the butt with broom handles ain’t good enough Who has the painkillers ’cause as soon as I dangle them, stuff A few down his trachea, sucks, it’s too bad it came to this, but The motherfu*king handkerchief and them stupid ass fingerless gloves When I was him I couldn’t stand him, I’ve always hated his guts [Interlude] Fu*king b!tch Ayo, Dre, this does sound like some vintage s*it though Fu*k it [Verse 2] Let’s make ’em harken back to the days when all that mattered Was Dre and Marshall Mathers, no breaks to slaughter gas Because they are talking crap like we’re ancient artifacts But the fact that you suck and all of you ain’t s*it are the facts But this ain’t retarded rap, so your brain don’t know how to act What’s good for you’s bad for you, like what cures AIDS causes cancer Now scream loud as you can, shawty, wow, you look bad, amazing A human labyrinth, slow down just a tad But it’s too bananas, this club is too damn rowdy, you can’t It’s 2 AM, how do you stand after the lucid absinthe, a bag Of cool ranch and Mountain Dew cans, I’m actually proud of you, man This is place is- place is too amped like food stamps that’s out of my hands ‘Cause I don’t hold food stamps any more, place is too amped Shout to the stans Rest of y’all, eat a d!ck, you say nothing, jumps out at you How ’bout if I jump out the speaker and beat the fu*k out of you then?. Marshall Powers lyrics – Eminem : Get lyrics and music video of this song here on LyricsBull.com