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Wicked Ways (Feat. X Ambassadors) Lyrics

Lyrics Wicked Ways (feat. X Ambassadors).lrc Eminem

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[al: The Marshall Mathers LP2]
[ti: Wicked Ways (feat. X Ambassadors)]
[length: 06:31]

[00:00.15]I’m getting by with my wicked ways
[00:03.28]I’m loading up and I’m taking names
[00:06.79]I wanna dig my way to hell
[00:09.95]I wanna dig my way to hell
[00:13.34]I’m getting by with my wicked ways
[00:17.04]I’m loading up and I’m taking names
[00:20.54]I wanna dig my way to hell
[00:23.84]I wanna dig my way to hell
[00:28.28]Guess I got a way with words, I could get away with murder
[00:29.84]Ever heard of Aspergers’? It’s a rare condition
[00:32.31]It’s what you’re sufferin’ from when you simply don’t care if it’s an
[00:34.87]80 degree day and there’s no frickin’ air conditionin’
[00:37.33]And you can’t see the bitch’s hair is frizzin’
[00:39.22]’Cause you got the windows up, blarin’ the system
[00:41.44]In your Chevrolet Prizm
[00:42.56]The devil ain’t on a level same as him
[00:43.87]Picture someone who revels in straight masochism
[00:45.39]And imagine him givin’ an adjective an ass-whoopin’
[00:47.58]So bad they should put his ass in prison
[00:49.52]A word bully, I verbally abuse verbs
[00:51.42]Like they did somethin’ to me personally
[00:53.08]Used to get bullied, so I’d cut class and ditch it
[00:54.58]Now I bully rap, I’m the shit, f*ggot (Sniff it!)
[00:56.10]Cadillac from a K Car
[00:57.60]My ass from a hole in the ground, still can’t tell ’em a-part
[00:59.46]Came straight out the trailer park
[01:01.03]Screamin’, “I’m proud to shop at K-Mart,” and it became art
[01:03.26]And I’m still fed up and as pissed off as they are
[01:05.83]To this day I still get in fights with the same broad
[01:07.85]At the same Walmart, arguin’ over the same cart
[01:09.95]In the middle of the aisle whilin’, I don’t give a fuck, I don’t play
[01:12.79]Bitch, you think you saw this basket first?
[01:14.47]You’re ass backwards like motherfuckin’ Bob and Silent Jay
[01:16.96]Illest shit you could think I would say
[01:18.88]Mind’s like a pile of clay
[01:20.06]When’s the last time that you saw a villain with a cape
[01:21.62]Ripped a gapin’ hole in it, flipped out
[01:22.91]Ripped down the drapes, tied ’em around my neck
[01:24.35]Went down the fire escape of the Empire State
[01:26.94]Slipped, fell straight down to the ground
[01:28.98]Splattered all over the entire state
[01:30.55]And straight to hell, got impaled by the gates
[01:32.19]Saw Satan, stuck his face in an ashtray
[01:34.22]While I sashayed around flames with a match
[01:35.88]And I gave him the gas face
[01:37.33]And this ain’t got nothin’ to do with a scale
[01:38.58]Or being gay, little faggot, but by the way
[01:40.95]Thoughts are gettin’ darker by the day
[01:42.93]I’m a combination of Skylar Grey
[01:44.97]Tyler the Creator, and Violent J
[01:45.97]It’s a fuckin’ miracle to be this lyrical
[01:48.55]Paint my face with clown makeup and a smiley face
[01:50.96]I’m insane, every rhyme I say
[01:52.36]Sons you like an ultra-violet ray
[01:54.35]I’m sellin’ hatred, buffet style, all the shit you can eat
[01:57.06]$11.99, so come on and pile a plate!
[01:58.92]I’m throwin’ down the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise
[02:00.99]With the rhyme I’m spittin’ while I’m shittin’ on competition
[02:03.33]In the meantime it’s always mean time, I’m gettin’—
[02:05.65]I’m getting by with my wicked ways
[02:08.34]I’m loading up and I’m taking names
[02:11.68]I wanna dig my way to hell
[02:14.63]I wanna dig my way to hell
[02:19.02]I’m getting by with my wicked ways
[02:21.14]I’m loading up and I’m taking names
[02:25.60]I wanna dig my way to hell
[02:28.49]I wanna dig my way to hell
[02:33.17]I’ve been a career asshole
[02:34.43]I don’t see why these people always got my back
[02:36.33]I done said so much fucked up shit
[02:37.92]I was born a mistake, but I was put here not by accident
[02:39.61]I had a purpose and that purpose
[02:41.70]Was to beat a beat purplish, slaughter tracks
[02:43.31]I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
[02:45.03]I’m comin’ to get that quarter back
[02:47.07]Like Ndamukong, the drama can build
[02:48.65]Your mama can ask me for my autograph
[02:50.22]’Cause that cougar’s a MILF
[02:51.42]She’s the oldest trick in the book, but I sure would fall for that
[02:53.18]You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher fight
[02:55.39]When I get on the mic I’ma snap
[02:57.00]Make you wish the ambulance that took me to the hospital
[02:59.03]When I overdosed woulda caught a flat
[03:00.76]If it makes you sick to your stomach acid
[03:03.06]Indigestion, my suggestion’s Kaopectate
[03:03.99]If it feels like I’m runnin’ away with the game
[03:06.62]It’s ’cause I am, don’t speculate, spectate
[03:08.48]All I got is dick for days and insults for decades
[03:10.38]But I get by with my wicked ways
[03:12.76]Lady, you can suck a dick ’til your neck aches
[03:14.33]Cry ’til you get puffy eyes, red faced
[03:16.33]But I’m leavin’ on this jet plane
[03:18.44]You ain’t fly, you’re an airhead
[03:19.87]And I’m sick of poundin’ a square peg in a round hole
[03:20.65]Sorry, another catchphrase
[03:22.39]But your baggage ain’t gon’ fit in my storage overhead space
[03:24.78]’Cause it just ain’t big enough to fit your damaged goods
[03:27.43]Other words: don’t try to put your heart in a headcase
[03:29.46]’Cause baby, stable mentally I ain’t
[03:32.10]I need my meds, I peed my bed
[03:33.87]I’m going blind, I don’t see my legs, I keep on falling down
[03:36.48]No wonder you can’t stand me, I need my cane
[03:38.81]Someone help me, I think my face is melting
[03:41.77]If you felt these migraines
[03:42.90]And see these maggots eat my brain
[03:44.45]This G-I-A-N-T hole in my empty head
[03:47.74]If you read my mind, you can see my pain
[03:49.75]And you’d see why I be this way
[03:51.87]Ever since I was knee-high playin’ with G.I. Joes
[03:53.87]Told these hoes shut their P-I-E holes, now peep my game
[03:56.44]’Cause I’m ’bout it ’bout it
[03:58.17]Like a fuckin’ (fuckin’) echo (echo)
[03:59.17](Psych) Psycho on a cyclone cycle, spiralin’, here I go
[04:01.58]I’m outta control like no other mic go
[04:04.93]Stab you ’til the knife goes – dull
[04:06.53]I’m nothin’ but a hole inside your skull where your eye goes
[04:08.88]’Cause I’ma sock it to you!
[04:10.16]Dyke ho, you don’t like it?
[04:11.42]Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle
[04:12.47]And ride it like a motorbike
[04:14.52]I’m finna blow the mic the whole night, so
[04:16.47]Strike up the fuckin’ maestro, I’m nitro
[04:17.91]And hi, ho, hand me my shovel!
[04:20.17]I’m liable to dig my hole deeper
[04:21.83]And it’s off to H-E double hockey sticks, I go
[04:24.46]I’m getting by with my wicked ways
[04:27.16]I’m loading up and I’m taking names
[04:31.22]I wanna dig my way to hell
[04:34.29]I wanna dig my way to hell
[04:37.93]I’m getting by with my wicked ways
[04:41.52]I’m loading up and I’m taking names
[04:44.97]I wanna dig my way to hell
[04:48.22]I wanna dig my way to hell
[04:53.24]
[05:01.33]Ohh, please be empty
[05:02.94]Please be empty, please be empty
[05:06.33]Thank you, God!
[05:13.04]
[05:16.09]Shit… Is that a girl?
[05:30.69]I’m gonna rock this blouse and put a cock in my mouth
[05:31.69]And get my balls blew out, and get gay into the A.M
[05:33.26]And lay with eighteen guys naked
[05:33.66]And let myself show, let myself show
[05:33.93]Buttfuck it, suck it, pull it, tug it
[05:34.24]Life’s too short to not stroke your bone
[05:34.54]So everybody, everybody
[05:34.82]Circle jerk, touch my body
[05:38.37]Who is that? Where are you going? Come back!
[05:38.68]Why does everyone always leave me?
[05:42.00]Hello? Fuck you then!
[05:42.34]Blow it out your ass!
[05:42.60]Year of Release: 2013

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