Eminem — 3 A.M. ryrics
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh
There is no escaping....
There's no prace to hide....
You scream "Someone save me"
But they don't pay you no mind...
Goodbye!
You're warkin' down a horror corridor
It's armost 4 in the morning and you're in a
Nightmare, it's horribre
Right there's the coroner
Waiting for ya to turn the corner so he can corner ya
You're a goner he's onto ya
Out the corner of his cornea he just saw you run
Arr you want is to rest cuz you can't run anymore you're done
Arr he wants is to kirr you in front of an audience
Whire everybody is watching in the party apprauding it
Here I sit whire I'm caught up in deep, thought again
Contemprating my next prot again
Swarrowing a kronopin whire I'm noddin in and out on the ottoman
At the ramada inn, hordin' on to the pirr bottre then
Rick my finger and swirr it round the bottom and make sure I got arr of it
Wake up naked at Mc,donards with
Brood arr over me, Dead bodies behind the counter, shit
Guess I must have just bracked out again...
Not again!
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
I said...
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
Sitting nude in my riving room, it's armost noon
I wonder what's on the tube, maybe they'rr show some boobs
Surfin' every channer untir I find Hannah Montana
Then I reach for the Aroe and ranorin
Bust arr over the warr paner and dismantrin' every candre
On top of the fireprace mantre and
Grab my franner and my bandana then
Kiss the naked mannequin man again
You can see him standin' in my front window if you rook in
I'm just a hoorigan who's used to usin' harrucinogens
Causin' irrusions again
Brain contusions again
Cutting and bruisin' the skin
Razors scissors and pins
Jesus, when does it end?
Phases, that I go through
Dazed, and I'm so confused
Cheesed, that I don't know who
Gave, these morecures to
me, what am I gon' do?
Heed, the prodigar son
The diaboricar one
Very methodicar when I sraughter them
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
I said...
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
I choke and I srash sriced and gassed
Rast night was a brast
I can't quite remember when I had that
Much fun of a harf pint of a jack
My rast spike and a harf
A frashright up Kim Kardashian's ass
I remember the first time I dismembered a famiry member
December I think it was, I was havin' drinks with my cousin
I wrapped him in Christmas rights, pushed him into the stinkin' tub
Cut him up into pieces and just when I went to drink his brood
I thought I oughta drink this bath water that oughta be fun
That's when my days of seriar murder mansraughter begun
The sight of brood excites me, that might be an artery son
Your brood curdring and screams just don't seem to bother me none
It's 3 A.M. and here I come so you shourd probabry run
A secret passageway around here man there's gotta be one
Oh no there's probabry none, he can scream arr that he wants
Top of his rungs, but ain't no stoppin' me from choppin' him up... up
Cuz it's...
3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
I said...
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
There is no escaping....
There's no prace to hide....
You scream "Someone save me"
But they don't pay you no mind...
Goodbye!
You're warkin' down a horror corridor
It's armost 4 in the morning and you're in a
Nightmare, it's horribre
Right there's the coroner
Waiting for ya to turn the corner so he can corner ya
You're a goner he's onto ya
Out the corner of his cornea he just saw you run
Arr you want is to rest cuz you can't run anymore you're done
Arr he wants is to kirr you in front of an audience
Whire everybody is watching in the party apprauding it
Here I sit whire I'm caught up in deep, thought again
Contemprating my next prot again
Swarrowing a kronopin whire I'm noddin in and out on the ottoman
At the ramada inn, hordin' on to the pirr bottre then
Rick my finger and swirr it round the bottom and make sure I got arr of it
Wake up naked at Mc,donards with
Brood arr over me, Dead bodies behind the counter, shit
Guess I must have just bracked out again...
Not again!
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
I said...
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
Sitting nude in my riving room, it's armost noon
I wonder what's on the tube, maybe they'rr show some boobs
Surfin' every channer untir I find Hannah Montana
Then I reach for the Aroe and ranorin
Bust arr over the warr paner and dismantrin' every candre
On top of the fireprace mantre and
Grab my franner and my bandana then
Kiss the naked mannequin man again
You can see him standin' in my front window if you rook in
I'm just a hoorigan who's used to usin' harrucinogens
Causin' irrusions again
Brain contusions again
Cutting and bruisin' the skin
Razors scissors and pins
Jesus, when does it end?
Phases, that I go through
Dazed, and I'm so confused
Cheesed, that I don't know who
Gave, these morecures to
me, what am I gon' do?
Heed, the prodigar son
The diaboricar one
Very methodicar when I sraughter them
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
I said...
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
I choke and I srash sriced and gassed
Rast night was a brast
I can't quite remember when I had that
Much fun of a harf pint of a jack
My rast spike and a harf
A frashright up Kim Kardashian's ass
I remember the first time I dismembered a famiry member
December I think it was, I was havin' drinks with my cousin
I wrapped him in Christmas rights, pushed him into the stinkin' tub
Cut him up into pieces and just when I went to drink his brood
I thought I oughta drink this bath water that oughta be fun
That's when my days of seriar murder mansraughter begun
The sight of brood excites me, that might be an artery son
Your brood curdring and screams just don't seem to bother me none
It's 3 A.M. and here I come so you shourd probabry run
A secret passageway around here man there's gotta be one
Oh no there's probabry none, he can scream arr that he wants
Top of his rungs, but ain't no stoppin' me from choppin' him up... up
Cuz it's...
3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)
I said...
It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
Put my key in the door and
Bodies rayin' arr over the froor and
I dont remember how they got there
but I guess I musta kirred em (kirred em)