Baby Lyric - Eminem

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    Baby Lyric - Eminem


    [Verse 1]
    One thousand different houses and Munchhausen
    I'mma make you wanna punch out some fuckin' one "ouch"
    What the fuck'd you hit me for?
    Scream life as I punch counter and bunches out of anger
    I once encountered a stranger
    In a dumb gown, black hood
    With a scythe
    Shit I laughed in his face spit
    Bitch gave me an extra life, like take this
    Now get your ass back in that game, bitch
    Don't take shit for granted
    And don't take shit, give it!
    Only bull you should take is by the horns
    A mixture of Whitey Ford and mighty Thor
    I Everlast, pen is mightier than sword
    Finish writing then record
    Replenish keep writing more
    Nothing's riding on it but your pride is all you're fighting for
    So you fight, scratch, you claw
    Back's to wall
    No one was there to catch you fall
    You pick yourself back up, you dust your jacket off
    You grab your balls, like they're gargantuan and
    Ask yourself how fucking bad you want it
    Pull out your pants, for whooping ass and flash it on em'
    Nobodies gonna back you in the corner
    You're a hornet
    No one's more ig-norant then you fuckin' four in the morning you're at the laboratory, storming
    Like there's nothing that's more important
    MC's you better consider this a formal warning, you're in for it
    Girl, what would you do if I said your body was off the chain
    And I told you I smile every single time I saw your face?
    I ain't finished bitch
    I meant in half, oil the blades
    Nobody wants to play
    They say I'm a spoiled little baby
    But

    [Hook:]
    Nobody puts baby in the corner
    I'm only trying to warn ya
    'Cause that baby gets mad
    And gets to throwing a tantrum
    He'll fucking flip on ya
    'Cause nobody puts baby in the corner
    I'm only trying to warn ya
    'Cause that baby gets mad
    And gets to throwing a tantrum
    He'll fucking flip on ya

    [Verse 2]
    What goes through an addict's brain?
    Besides static pain and big daddy kane
    Break, beats and words
    An erratic train of thought
    Like splatter paint
    Scatter brain
    Yeah maybe that explains
    Why you're back but don't rap the same
    And you're looking way thinner
    Because your hunger got you looking like
    They took away dinner (chooka)
    Sugar ray Leonard wouldn't sugar coat a fucking booger though
    Just to wipe that bitch on a hooker's coat
    When you say you're a chooka what chooka what
    Now fling that bitch from your fingertips
    hope it lands on another rap singers lips
    Who can't think of shit
    Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit
    Who's king of this fucking English Lit?
    Let your middle fingers flip
    On each hand whilst extending this shit
    How low can you go?
    Lower than Chuck D ho
    Hear the bass of this in my voice
    Rocky's back, where's my Adrian?
    Nobodies crazy as shady in an eighty million mile radius
    I'm what Tom Brady is to the patriots of rap
    Not a man, I'm a weapon
    Who just happened to be a rapper
    Who just happen to be on the crapper
    When it happened I had an epiphany
    In the bathroom, I'd never be the same after
    Now I'm back with an appe-tite
    For destruction, the fucking recipe for disaster
    So let's eat cos' I'm famished
    Every deed is a dastardly one
    Evil its past it
    Even you asking for me to be
    po-lite to people
    Is like me having my teeth pulled

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3]
    So step inside of dimension
    The demented side of a mind
    That's like the inside of an engine
    While I multiply your undivided attention
    But be reminded that if I didn't mention
    I lose my mind and my temper
    You'll be the first one
    Who finds him offensive
    Got him climbing the fences
    Lost some time to addiction
    But look up rhyme in the dictio-nary
    I'm in the picture
    Eminem is the synonym for it
    I'm an enigma
    Fuck it, let's get to the meat balls
    I'm gonna skip the veg and potatoes
    Edgamacater, they are
    Shit legends are made of
    Spit treacherous data
    Shit that you would say to your worst enemy
    This wretched is
    What you get when you mix Treach with a Jada
    And combine em' with Method Man and Redman
    With meth-amphetamines in his left hand
    And in his right there's a sledge-hammer
    And pajamas, standing in front of a webcam
    Beating himself in the head, til Russell let's him off deaf jam
    Maybe I need my head examined
    Hannibal Lecter with a dead lamb
    Hanging from his ceiling dripping with a bed pan
    I need meds!
    Swear to god 'cause If I go off the edge
    T.I ain't talking me off a ledge man
    Heart throb at a fart, ah nah
    More like a smart slob, part blob
    That'll stab you with a sharp ob-ject
    To the heart and leave claw marks
    All over the Wal-Mart walls
    Little baby with large balls
    Fuck mud slinging, I'm blood flinging
    There's nothing on this fucking earth better than being
    The king of the playground
    I hate the swings but I love being an underdog
    Cos when I'm pushed
    I end up swinging up

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