Session One - Eminem/Slaughterhouse.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : J. Smith/Eminem/J. Ortiz/D. Wickliffe/R. Montgomery
[00:01.000] 作曲 : J. Smith/Eminem/J. Ortiz/D. Wickliffe/R. Montgomery
[00:03.750]Ladies and gentlemen, make some noooooise!
[00:08.430]
[00:10.300]Aww shit, yeah
[00:13.300]
[00:14.600]Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?
[00:16.720]
[00:18.960]Aight, well I brought some friends with me too
[00:22.150]
[00:24.290]Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin I'm back
[00:26.360]I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks
[00:29.960]Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black
[00:32.580]out and relapse 'til I act Jack Daniels and yack
[00:35.390]Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'
[00:37.820]Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin
[00:40.630]Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurring
[00:43.250]Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in
[00:46.060]trouble! What's occurrin before, after, and durin' the show
[00:49.050]has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa
[00:51.860]What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pu***n you out the do'
[00:54.550]So suck my d**k on the couch if you wanna come on to blow
[00:57.060]Now stomp your ****ing feet 'til you get to s****ting a hoe
[01:00.050]It's pandemonium standin O when you see him, oh
[01:03.090]Damn baby you look good, you're givin me wood
[01:05.470]You should, pull over like a sweat-***rt with a hood
[01:08.340]It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both
[01:11.080]Break bread while I'm coppin over this game to pinch a loaf
[01:13.950]Now homie who's your favorite pain in the ass?
[01:15.950]Who claims to be spittin the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed
[01:19.130]In other words I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas
[01:22.690]Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash
[01:25.370]Went through 'em and laughed
[01:26.650]Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half!
[01:30.890]So stop fakin the funk and start shakin your ass
[01:33.580]Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap
[01:36.200]and Just Blaze on the track, what the ****'s more amazing than that?
[01:39.870]
[01:42.050]I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers I pry apart you
[01:45.420]Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
[01:47.480]Designed by a cartoon
[01:49.350]Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall
[01:52.350]The 9 tucked against the linin
[01:53.720]I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in
[01:57.960]It's like Rick James is shooting up your house, b***h!
[02:00.850]
[02:03.200]**** yo' couch, b***h!
[02:04.630]You're screaming **** the world with your middle finger up
[02:06.880]While I'm over here shoving my d**k in a hole in the mud
[02:09.880]My niggas know I'm perfectly fit for murder
[02:12.060]because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove
[02:15.430]I got a Posse of Insane Clowns
[02:17.490]Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds
[02:20.730]Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral
[02:24.850]You on your last burrito!
[02:26.790]（What that mean Nickel?） It's a wrap if you eatin
[02:28.910]Get a beat then terrorize that b***h like a Middle Eastern
[02:31.720]Slaughterhouse on FIRE, nobody touchin that
[02:34.320]
[02:37.010]I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years
[02:40.000]ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a niggar
[02:43.310]Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight niggas
[02:45.990]I harbor the art, of you nice swear （?）
[02:48.300]Is that weird cause that made me hotter than my dear
[02:50.810]Uncle Al's breath after poli***n off his ninth beer
[02:53.620]Homie chill, listen, I swear
[02:55.800]I'm God, I give tracks a Holy feel, and they bite ears
[02:59.300]I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?
[03:01.230]Just waitin to be hooked to IV as （?） well when you look at my pee
[03:04.850]And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction
[03:07.590]And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine
[03:10.290]This isn't just an infection
[03:11.730]This won't go away with penicillin injections
[03:14.420]Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection, what I exhibit
[03:18.150]seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it
[03:20.720]Aw shit, I did it again, when I lit up this pen
[03:23.770]I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Eminem
[03:26.380]So tell a friend to tell a friend write a disgustin hook
[03:29.380]
[03:31.760]I'm right here lettin the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop
[03:34.620]Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop
[03:37.740]Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop
[03:40.110]Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped
[03:43.940]I take your life to the ninth inning
[03:45.830]A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin
[03:48.950]I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny
[03:51.510]I'll bite my d**k in the ass and watch her sit on my money
[03:54.490]Man, all the b*****s holla - they wanna drop my britches
[03:56.990]then jaw on my d**k and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala
[03:59.300]I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas
[04:03.040]As soon as I draw, get sent to *****
[04:05.290]Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun
[04:08.470]I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn
[04:10.650]I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con
[04:13.280]A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!
[04:17.090]Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, at South Line
[04:19.650]We do it to try to do without tryin
[04:22.150]（Slaughterhouse!） Cause to it's us it's so easy
[04:24.400]Where's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?