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Eminem - Puke
(Puke Noises)
Em: There I go, thinkin of you again...
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me fuckin sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little poem
but ??? would probably be a little more
more suitable for this type of song
i got a million reasons off the top of my head
that i could think of
16 bars just aint enough to put some ink to
so fuck it im a start right here and just be brief
about to rattle off some other reasons
i knew i shouldn t go and get another tattoo
of you on my arm, but what do i go and do?
I go and get another one, now i got two
now im sittin here with your name on my skin
i cant believe i went and did this stupid shit again
my next girlfriend, now here name s gotta be kim..shit
if you only knew how much i hated you
for every motherfuckin thing you ever put us through
then i wouldnt be standin here cryin over you
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me fuckin sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little letter
but i thought a song would probably be a little better
instead of a letter, that you d probably just shred up..yea
i stumbled on your picture yesterday and made me stop and think of
how much of a waste it d be for me to put some ink to
a stupid piece of paper, i d rather let you see how
much i fuckin hate you in a freestyle
your a fuckin cokehead and i hope you fuckin die
i hope you get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye
i hate your fuckin guts you fuckin slut i hope you die..die
but please dont get me wrong, im not bitter or mad
its not that i still love you its not cause i want you back
its just that when i think of you it makes me wanna yack...yack
but what else can i do, i haven t got a clue
now i guess i ll just move on i have no choice but to
but everytime i think of you now all i wanna do is puke
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me fuckin sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
(puking noises)
(Puke Noises)
Em: There I go, thinkin of you again...
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me fuckin sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little poem
but ??? would probably be a little more
more suitable for this type of song
i got a million reasons off the top of my head
that i could think of
16 bars just aint enough to put some ink to
so fuck it im a start right here and just be brief
about to rattle off some other reasons
i knew i shouldn t go and get another tattoo
of you on my arm, but what do i go and do?
I go and get another one, now i got two
now im sittin here with your name on my skin
i cant believe i went and did this stupid shit again
my next girlfriend, now here name s gotta be kim..shit
if you only knew how much i hated you
for every motherfuckin thing you ever put us through
then i wouldnt be standin here cryin over you
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me fuckin sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down
and write you a little letter
but i thought a song would probably be a little better
instead of a letter, that you d probably just shred up..yea
i stumbled on your picture yesterday and made me stop and think of
how much of a waste it d be for me to put some ink to
a stupid piece of paper, i d rather let you see how
much i fuckin hate you in a freestyle
your a fuckin cokehead and i hope you fuckin die
i hope you get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye
i hate your fuckin guts you fuckin slut i hope you die..die
but please dont get me wrong, im not bitter or mad
its not that i still love you its not cause i want you back
its just that when i think of you it makes me wanna yack...yack
but what else can i do, i haven t got a clue
now i guess i ll just move on i have no choice but to
but everytime i think of you now all i wanna do is puke
You dont know how sick you make me
you make me fuckin sick to my stomach
every time i think of you i puke
you must just not know
you may not think you do but you do
every time i think of you i puke
(puking noises)
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