Текст (слова) песни: Eminem - Hellbound

(You`ll be in Hell... before me(in Jappenese))

(Welcome back to the stage of history)

Yo
Slim Shady!
Yo

I fuckin` -- I`ll

I puke eat it and freak you
battle i`m too weeded to speak to
the only key that I see to defeat you
would be for me to remove these two addidas and beat you
and force feed you them both
and on each feet is a kleet shoe
I lift you off you feet so fast with a round house
you`ll think I pulled the fucking ground out from under neath you... Bitch
I ain`t no fucking G I`m a cannabal
I ain`t trying to shoot you I`m trying to chop you into peices and eat you
wrap you in rope and plastic stab you with broken glass
and have you with open gashes
straped to a soken mattres
coke and ashes
black magic clokes and dagers
fuck the planet till it spins on a broken axis
I`m so bananas Im showing up to your open casket
to fill it full of explosive gas close it back with a lit match
while I sit back and just hope it catches
blow it to fragments
laugh
roll you and smoke the ashes

(chorus)
I see the light at the end
but every time I take a step it gets dim
tell me is this hell we`re living in
if so heavens got to be better
but if we`re hell bound
whatever lets go down

Am I the worst because I never go to church
I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse
I`ma drink `til my liver rot, see the doc
Clear the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, `til the liver spot
One day we all gon` die
But when I die, I`ma be so high
that I`ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete bare
with the chalk outline still there
I smoke `til I choke and I sex a lot
I got a cross on my chain but it`s just to rock
Now if I pray everynight (night)
Do I still have to hold my trey very tight?
You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on Earth
I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse
I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse
Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk
See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a North Face
Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith
Angels greet me but I don`t reply back
Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where`s Thai at?

(chorus)
(Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burns
Final battle, fight!)

Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso
Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso
And of course, yo, you know I`m no stranger to danger
Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger
I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound
And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds
My pen `bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger
Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her
Ten blocks, untie the bitch and I still bag her
Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager
My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel
My flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnel
Everyday I grow more older, and more colder
Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a boulder
I know you want to retaliate but you won`t dare
Cause you fuckin with some niggaz like this who just don`t care

(chorus)

But every time I take a step, it gets dim..
Tell me is this hell we`re livin in?
Haha..

(Time`s up!
You lose!)

(Captin!)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Eminem - Hellbound (You`ll be in Hell... before me(in Jappenese)) (Welcome back to the stage of history) Yo Slim Shady! Yo I fuckin` -- I`ll I puke eat it and freak you battle i`m too weeded to speak to the only key that I see to defeat you would be for me to remove these two addidas and beat you and force feed you them both and on each feet is a kleet shoe I lift you off you feet so fast with a round house you`ll think I pulled the fucking ground out from under neath you... Bitch I ain`t no fucking G I`m a cannabal I ain`t trying to shoot you I`m trying to chop you into peices and eat you wrap you in rope and plastic stab you with broken glass and have you with open gashes straped to a soken mattres coke and ashes black magic clokes and dagers fuck the planet till it spins on a broken axis I`m so bananas Im showing up to your open casket to fill it full of explosive gas close it back with a lit match while I sit back and just hope it catches blow it to fragments laugh roll you and smoke the ashes (chorus) I see the light at the end but every time I take a step it gets dim tell me is this hell we`re living in if so heavens got to be better but if we`re hell bound whatever lets go down Am I the worst because I never go to church I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse I`ma drink `til my liver rot, see the doc Clear the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, `til the liver spot One day we all gon` die But when I die, I`ma be so high that I`ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete bare with the chalk outline still there I smoke `til I choke and I sex a lot I got a cross on my chain but it`s just to rock Now if I pray everynight (night) Do I still have to hold my trey very tight? You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on Earth I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a North Face Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith Angels greet me but I don`t reply back Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where`s Thai at? (chorus) (Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burns Final battle, fight!) Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso And of course, yo, you know I`m no stranger to danger Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds My pen `bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her Ten blocks, untie the bitch and I still bag her Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel My flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnel Everyday I grow more older, and more colder Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a boulder I know you want to retaliate but you won`t dare Cause you fuckin with some niggaz like this who just don`t care (chorus) But every time I take a step, it gets dim.. Tell me is this hell we`re livin in? Haha.. (Time`s up! You lose!) (Captin!) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Hellbound: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/104/1/397.html Все тексты песен: Eminem » Eminem - Encore / Curtains Down » Eminem - stan6 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Eminem - Our House » Eminem - Get You Mad » Eminem - Curtains Up » Eminem - Adrenline Rush » Eminem - Drug Ballad » Eminem - Soldier » Eminem - Rhymin` Wordz Freestyle » Eminem - Rock Bottom » Eminem - If I Had...(Radio Edit) » Eminem - My First Single » Eminem - Backstabber » Eminem - Without Me » Eminem - The Way I Am » Eminem - Murder Murder » Eminem - Off The Wall » Eminem - Brain Damage » Eminem - Murder Murder » Eminem - Just The Two Of Us Рекомендуем скачать: » Евгений Агранович - Лебединая песня » Евгений Коблик, Василий Придатко - Розовая чайка » Елена Елизарьева - А из гитары вышел человек... » Елена Фролова - Я забыла о муке адовой... » Елена Фролова - Чтоб дойти до уст и ложа... » Елена Фролова - Я молю, как жалости и милости... » Елена Анпилогова - Песенка!!! (про врагов) » Евгений Исакевич - Осень » Елена Кузьменко - Дверь » Евгений Клячкин - Надежда » Евгений Банников - Я плюну в морду всем политикам... » Евгений Романов - Мы поэты » Евгений Муравьев - Судьбу стихами себе рисую... » Евгений Бабенко - Ухожу... » Елена Бушуева - Не хватит слов на каждый дождь и каждый ветер... » Елена Фролова - Дорожкою простонародною... » Евгения Козина - И стало тихо... » Елена Казанцева - Белоснежка » Егор летов - Новая правда » Евгений Муравьев - Сорное окрест поле...
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