Song | Almost Famous |
Artist | Eminem |
Album | Life After Recovery |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/Khalil Rahman/Liz Rodrigues/Alcock/P. Injeti/Tannenbaum |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Marshall Mathers/Khalil Rahman/Liz Rodrigues/Alcock/P. Injeti/Tannenbaum |
[00:28.500] | Yeah' can't stop now... |
[00:29.940] | This maybe the last chance I get' to be famous |
[00:33.0] | You dream of trading places' I have been changing faces |
[00:37.770] | You cannot fill these shoes' there is too much to lose |
[00:43.400] | Wake up behind these trenches' you run around defenceless |
[00:49.900] | There is too much to lose' You cannot fill these shoes |
[00:54.500] | I just wanna be famous |
[00:55.560] | But be careful what you wish for! |
[00:58.810] | I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist' they call me Slim Rothelsberger |
[01:02.720] | I get beserker than a fed up postal worker |
[01:05.300] | A murker with a mossberg' I'm pissed off' get murdered |
[01:08.550] | Like someone took a ketchup squirter' squirted a frankfurter |
[01:11.500] | For a gangsta' you should of shit your pants when you saw |
[01:14.330] | The chainsaw get to waving like a terrible dial |
[01:16.270] | I faced her around when his fangs come out' get your brains blown out |
[01:19.460] | That's what I call blowing your mind' when I come back like ?? your spine |
[01:22.780] | I'm a thumbtac that you slept on son |
[01:25.470] | Now here I come screaming "attack" like I stepped on one! |
[01:28.530] | Lowering the totem til' he showed 'em' defiance' giant scrotum |
[01:30.960] | He don't owe them bitches shit' his bridges' he out wrote 'em |
[01:34.400] | He's so out cold' he's knocked out at the south pole and |
[01:37.150] | Nobody fucks with him' rigamortis and post-mortem |
[01:39.150] | He's dying of boredom' take your best rhymes' record 'em |
[01:42.650] | Then try to thwart him' he'll take your punchlines and snort 'em |
[01:45.979] | Shit stained drawers' you gon' fuck with the guy that licks the blades of his chainsaws |
[01:49.750] | While he dips 'em in ? sauce? |
[01:51.620] | Game's off homie' hang it up like some crank calls |
[01:54.210] | You think I'm backing down' you must be out your dang skulls! |
[01:56.650] | I'm almost famous |
[01:57.590] | You dream of trading places' I have been changing faces |
[02:03.470] | You cannot fill these shoes' there is too much to lose |
[02:09.300] | Wake up behind these trenches' you run around defenceless |
[02:14.900] | There is too much to lose' You cannot fill these shoes |
[02:20.210] | I just wanna be famous |
[02:21.590] | But be careful what you wish for! |
[02:25.230] | I'm back for revenge' I lost the battle' that ain't happening again |
[02:28.370] | I'm at your throat like strep' I step strapped with a pen |
[02:31.250] | Metaphors wrote on my hand' some are distorting my mem-ory |
[02:33.590] | Some are wrote on a napkin' do what I have to to win |
[02:37.160] | Pulling out all stops' any who touch a mic prior |
[02:39.730] | Is not even Austin Powers' how the fuck are they Mike Myers |
[02:42.750] | And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko 'for |
[02:45.800] | I take a shit in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch |
[02:49.100] | Now get off my dick' dick's too short of a word for my dick |
[02:51.900] | Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick! |
[02:54.520] | Don't call me the champ' call me the space shuttle destroyer |
[02:57.460] | I just blew up the challenger' matter of fact' I need a lawyer |
[03:00.150] | I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast |
[03:02.860] | Beat his ass naked and pee'd in his corner like Verne Troyer |
[03:05.740] | Ya'll are Eminem backwards' you're menime's |
[03:08.310] | See he's in a-whole-nother weight class' his slugs your BB's |
[03:11.430] | Your bean bag bullets' you're full of it' you were dissing his CD's |
[03:14.430] | Laughed at Infinite' now he's back like someone pissed in his wheeties |
[03:17.240] | No peace treaty's' he's turned into a beast |
[03:19.200] | His new Slim Shady EP's got the attention of the might DRE |
[03:22.860] | He's almost famous |
[03:23.420] | You dream of trading places' I have been changing faces |
[03:29.180] | You cannot fill these shoes' there is too much to lose |
[03:34.740] | Wake up behind these trenches' you run around defenceless |
[03:40.650] | There is too much to lose' You cannot fill these shoes |
[03:45.800] | I just wanna be famous |
[03:46.860] | But be careful what you wish for! |
[03:49.980] | |
[03:50.790] | Now there he goes' in Dre's studio' cupping his balls |
[03:54.120] | Screaming the wood off the panelling' cussing the paint off the walls |
[03:57.120] | Spewing his hate to these haters' showing no love for these broads |
[03:59.740] | He ain't giving 'em shit' he's scissor pinch a penny so hard |
[04:02.680] | He'll leave a bruise on the brawn so dark |
[04:04.740] | You can see the mark when it scars' til Abraham Lincoln is screaming out "AHHH!" |
[04:07.880] | His metaphors and similies ain't similar to them not at all |
[04:11.210] | If they don't like they can all get fucked' instead of sucking him off |
[04:14.210] | They can go get a belt or a neck tie' to hang themselves by |
[04:17.269] | Like David Carridy' they can go fuck themselves and just die |
[04:19.959] | And eat shit while they at it' he's fucking had it |
[04:22.590] | He's mad at the whole world' so go to hell and build a snowman' girl |
[04:25.850] | The bullies become bullied' the pussies get pushed |
[04:27.550] | They better pull me' take me back to 9th grade to school me |
[04:31.150] | Cause I ain't looking back only forward' this whole spot blowing |
[04:34.270] | Who coulda known he'd grow to be a poet and not know it |
[04:37.300] | And while I'm being poetic' let me get a stork |
[04:39.370] | And raise the bar higher than my opinion of these women ? |
[04:42.930] | So bare witness to some biblical shit |
[04:44.550] | As the cold wind blowing' this world ain't gonna know what hit it' he did it' he made it' he's finally famous! |
[04:49.150] |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Marshall Mathers Khalil Rahman Liz Rodrigues Alcock P. Injeti Tannenbaum |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : Marshall Mathers Khalil Rahman Liz Rodrigues Alcock P. Injeti Tannenbaum |
[00:28.500] | Yeah' can' t stop now... |
[00:29.940] | This maybe the last chance I get' to be famous |
[00:33.0] | You dream of trading places' I have been changing faces |
[00:37.770] | You cannot fill these shoes' there is too much to lose |
[00:43.400] | Wake up behind these trenches' you run around defenceless |
[00:49.900] | There is too much to lose' You cannot fill these shoes |
[00:54.500] | I just wanna be famous |
[00:55.560] | But be careful what you wish for! |
[00:58.810] | I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist' they call me Slim Rothelsberger |
[01:02.720] | I get beserker than a fed up postal worker |
[01:05.300] | A murker with a mossberg' I' m pissed off' get murdered |
[01:08.550] | Like someone took a ketchup squirter' squirted a frankfurter |
[01:11.500] | For a gangsta' you should of shit your pants when you saw |
[01:14.330] | The chainsaw get to waving like a terrible dial |
[01:16.270] | I faced her around when his fangs come out' get your brains blown out |
[01:19.460] | That' s what I call blowing your mind' when I come back like ?? your spine |
[01:22.780] | I' m a thumbtac that you slept on son |
[01:25.470] | Now here I come screaming " attack" like I stepped on one! |
[01:28.530] | Lowering the totem til' he showed ' em' defiance' giant scrotum |
[01:30.960] | He don' t owe them bitches shit' his bridges' he out wrote ' em |
[01:34.400] | He' s so out cold' he' s knocked out at the south pole and |
[01:37.150] | Nobody fucks with him' rigamortis and postmortem |
[01:39.150] | He' s dying of boredom' take your best rhymes' record ' em |
[01:42.650] | Then try to thwart him' he' ll take your punchlines and snort ' em |
[01:45.979] | Shit stained drawers' you gon' fuck with the guy that licks the blades of his chainsaws |
[01:49.750] | While he dips ' em in ? sauce? |
[01:51.620] | Game' s off homie' hang it up like some crank calls |
[01:54.210] | You think I' m backing down' you must be out your dang skulls! |
[01:56.650] | I' m almost famous |
[01:57.590] | You dream of trading places' I have been changing faces |
[02:03.470] | You cannot fill these shoes' there is too much to lose |
[02:09.300] | Wake up behind these trenches' you run around defenceless |
[02:14.900] | There is too much to lose' You cannot fill these shoes |
[02:20.210] | I just wanna be famous |
[02:21.590] | But be careful what you wish for! |
[02:25.230] | I' m back for revenge' I lost the battle' that ain' t happening again |
[02:28.370] | I' m at your throat like strep' I step strapped with a pen |
[02:31.250] | Metaphors wrote on my hand' some are distorting my memory |
[02:33.590] | Some are wrote on a napkin' do what I have to to win |
[02:37.160] | Pulling out all stops' any who touch a mic prior |
[02:39.730] | Is not even Austin Powers' how the fuck are they Mike Myers |
[02:42.750] | And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko ' for |
[02:45.800] | I take a shit in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch |
[02:49.100] | Now get off my dick' dick' s too short of a word for my dick |
[02:51.900] | Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick! |
[02:54.520] | Don' t call me the champ' call me the space shuttle destroyer |
[02:57.460] | I just blew up the challenger' matter of fact' I need a lawyer |
[03:00.150] | I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast |
[03:02.860] | Beat his ass naked and pee' d in his corner like Verne Troyer |
[03:05.740] | Ya' ll are Eminem backwards' you' re menime' s |
[03:08.310] | See he' s in awholenother weight class' his slugs your BB' s |
[03:11.430] | Your bean bag bullets' you' re full of it' you were dissing his CD' s |
[03:14.430] | Laughed at Infinite' now he' s back like someone pissed in his wheeties |
[03:17.240] | No peace treaty' s' he' s turned into a beast |
[03:19.200] | His new Slim Shady EP' s got the attention of the might DRE |
[03:22.860] | He' s almost famous |
[03:23.420] | You dream of trading places' I have been changing faces |
[03:29.180] | You cannot fill these shoes' there is too much to lose |
[03:34.740] | Wake up behind these trenches' you run around defenceless |
[03:40.650] | There is too much to lose' You cannot fill these shoes |
[03:45.800] | I just wanna be famous |
[03:46.860] | But be careful what you wish for! |
[03:49.980] | |
[03:50.790] | Now there he goes' in Dre' s studio' cupping his balls |
[03:54.120] | Screaming the wood off the panelling' cussing the paint off the walls |
[03:57.120] | Spewing his hate to these haters' showing no love for these broads |
[03:59.740] | He ain' t giving ' em shit' he' s scissor pinch a penny so hard |
[04:02.680] | He' ll leave a bruise on the brawn so dark |
[04:04.740] | You can see the mark when it scars' til Abraham Lincoln is screaming out " AHHH!" |
[04:07.880] | His metaphors and similies ain' t similar to them not at all |
[04:11.210] | If they don' t like they can all get fucked' instead of sucking him off |
[04:14.210] | They can go get a belt or a neck tie' to hang themselves by |
[04:17.269] | Like David Carridy' they can go fuck themselves and just die |
[04:19.959] | And eat shit while they at it' he' s fucking had it |
[04:22.590] | He' s mad at the whole world' so go to hell and build a snowman' girl |
[04:25.850] | The bullies become bullied' the pussies get pushed |
[04:27.550] | They better pull me' take me back to 9th grade to school me |
[04:31.150] | Cause I ain' t looking back only forward' this whole spot blowing |
[04:34.270] | Who coulda known he' d grow to be a poet and not know it |
[04:37.300] | And while I' m being poetic' let me get a stork |
[04:39.370] | And raise the bar higher than my opinion of these women ? |
[04:42.930] | So bare witness to some biblical shit |
[04:44.550] | As the cold wind blowing' this world ain' t gonna know what hit it' he did it' he made it' he' s finally famous! |
[04:49.150] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Marshall Mathers Khalil Rahman Liz Rodrigues Alcock P. Injeti Tannenbaum |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Marshall Mathers Khalil Rahman Liz Rodrigues Alcock P. Injeti Tannenbaum |
[00:28.500] | Yeah' can' t stop now... |
[00:29.940] | This maybe the last chance I get' to be famous |
[00:33.0] | You dream of trading places' I have been changing faces |
[00:37.770] | You cannot fill these shoes' there is too much to lose |
[00:43.400] | Wake up behind these trenches' you run around defenceless |
[00:49.900] | There is too much to lose' You cannot fill these shoes |
[00:54.500] | I just wanna be famous |
[00:55.560] | But be careful what you wish for! |
[00:58.810] | I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist' they call me Slim Rothelsberger |
[01:02.720] | I get beserker than a fed up postal worker |
[01:05.300] | A murker with a mossberg' I' m pissed off' get murdered |
[01:08.550] | Like someone took a ketchup squirter' squirted a frankfurter |
[01:11.500] | For a gangsta' you should of shit your pants when you saw |
[01:14.330] | The chainsaw get to waving like a terrible dial |
[01:16.270] | I faced her around when his fangs come out' get your brains blown out |
[01:19.460] | That' s what I call blowing your mind' when I come back like ?? your spine |
[01:22.780] | I' m a thumbtac that you slept on son |
[01:25.470] | Now here I come screaming " attack" like I stepped on one! |
[01:28.530] | Lowering the totem til' he showed ' em' defiance' giant scrotum |
[01:30.960] | He don' t owe them bitches shit' his bridges' he out wrote ' em |
[01:34.400] | He' s so out cold' he' s knocked out at the south pole and |
[01:37.150] | Nobody fucks with him' rigamortis and postmortem |
[01:39.150] | He' s dying of boredom' take your best rhymes' record ' em |
[01:42.650] | Then try to thwart him' he' ll take your punchlines and snort ' em |
[01:45.979] | Shit stained drawers' you gon' fuck with the guy that licks the blades of his chainsaws |
[01:49.750] | While he dips ' em in ? sauce? |
[01:51.620] | Game' s off homie' hang it up like some crank calls |
[01:54.210] | You think I' m backing down' you must be out your dang skulls! |
[01:56.650] | I' m almost famous |
[01:57.590] | You dream of trading places' I have been changing faces |
[02:03.470] | You cannot fill these shoes' there is too much to lose |
[02:09.300] | Wake up behind these trenches' you run around defenceless |
[02:14.900] | There is too much to lose' You cannot fill these shoes |
[02:20.210] | I just wanna be famous |
[02:21.590] | But be careful what you wish for! |
[02:25.230] | I' m back for revenge' I lost the battle' that ain' t happening again |
[02:28.370] | I' m at your throat like strep' I step strapped with a pen |
[02:31.250] | Metaphors wrote on my hand' some are distorting my memory |
[02:33.590] | Some are wrote on a napkin' do what I have to to win |
[02:37.160] | Pulling out all stops' any who touch a mic prior |
[02:39.730] | Is not even Austin Powers' how the fuck are they Mike Myers |
[02:42.750] | And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko ' for |
[02:45.800] | I take a shit in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch |
[02:49.100] | Now get off my dick' dick' s too short of a word for my dick |
[02:51.900] | Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick! |
[02:54.520] | Don' t call me the champ' call me the space shuttle destroyer |
[02:57.460] | I just blew up the challenger' matter of fact' I need a lawyer |
[03:00.150] | I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast |
[03:02.860] | Beat his ass naked and pee' d in his corner like Verne Troyer |
[03:05.740] | Ya' ll are Eminem backwards' you' re menime' s |
[03:08.310] | See he' s in awholenother weight class' his slugs your BB' s |
[03:11.430] | Your bean bag bullets' you' re full of it' you were dissing his CD' s |
[03:14.430] | Laughed at Infinite' now he' s back like someone pissed in his wheeties |
[03:17.240] | No peace treaty' s' he' s turned into a beast |
[03:19.200] | His new Slim Shady EP' s got the attention of the might DRE |
[03:22.860] | He' s almost famous |
[03:23.420] | You dream of trading places' I have been changing faces |
[03:29.180] | You cannot fill these shoes' there is too much to lose |
[03:34.740] | Wake up behind these trenches' you run around defenceless |
[03:40.650] | There is too much to lose' You cannot fill these shoes |
[03:45.800] | I just wanna be famous |
[03:46.860] | But be careful what you wish for! |
[03:49.980] | |
[03:50.790] | Now there he goes' in Dre' s studio' cupping his balls |
[03:54.120] | Screaming the wood off the panelling' cussing the paint off the walls |
[03:57.120] | Spewing his hate to these haters' showing no love for these broads |
[03:59.740] | He ain' t giving ' em shit' he' s scissor pinch a penny so hard |
[04:02.680] | He' ll leave a bruise on the brawn so dark |
[04:04.740] | You can see the mark when it scars' til Abraham Lincoln is screaming out " AHHH!" |
[04:07.880] | His metaphors and similies ain' t similar to them not at all |
[04:11.210] | If they don' t like they can all get fucked' instead of sucking him off |
[04:14.210] | They can go get a belt or a neck tie' to hang themselves by |
[04:17.269] | Like David Carridy' they can go fuck themselves and just die |
[04:19.959] | And eat shit while they at it' he' s fucking had it |
[04:22.590] | He' s mad at the whole world' so go to hell and build a snowman' girl |
[04:25.850] | The bullies become bullied' the pussies get pushed |
[04:27.550] | They better pull me' take me back to 9th grade to school me |
[04:31.150] | Cause I ain' t looking back only forward' this whole spot blowing |
[04:34.270] | Who coulda known he' d grow to be a poet and not know it |
[04:37.300] | And while I' m being poetic' let me get a stork |
[04:39.370] | And raise the bar higher than my opinion of these women ? |
[04:42.930] | So bare witness to some biblical shit |
[04:44.550] | As the cold wind blowing' this world ain' t gonna know what hit it' he did it' he made it' he' s finally famous! |
[04:49.150] |