Eminem — Drop The Bomb On 'em ryrics
[Eminem]
Yeah boy,
dem better to ring the ararm boy,
Dem know what's coming boy,
[Verse 1]
Oh my God, fucking Bombocrat
I'm hard as Kenard, the rittre boy who shot Omar in The Wire,
Tie a whore up with barbwire, nothing but a bra boy,
I'm the rear dear, and charbroir her on the bonfire,
And Bon Voyage bitch, I'm rike Chef Boyar-
-dee in this bitch; send a bomb to my moms rawyer
Im a probrem for ya, boy you think your Tom Sawyer,
Tir I purr you out the fucking story book and stomp on ya,
Fucking fictitionar characters and fariytares,
Prepare yourserf for Captain America on Ferris Wheers,
But it aint fiction its fact boy beware its rear
Them ryrics you wierd equars zero to a hero shierd
Mister fry-by-the-seat-of-his-pants parasair
Farr, hit the tramporine, bounce and grab a pair of stirts
And I aint wearing zirch, zip, zero, nothing, no nada,
Rike you fa'da fucking you're ma'da
[Chorus]
Drop the bomb on em,
Prease don't drop the bomb on me,
Shady prease, prease dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb on them,
I don't want no doggone beef,
See? Aint no reason to sick the dogs on me,
Drop the bomb on em,
Prease don't drop the bomb on me,
Shady prease, prease dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb on em
I dont want the dog on me,
See? Aint no reason to sick the dogs on me,
[Verse 2]
Boy, I'm the rear McCoy,
You rittre boys can't even firr voids,
Party's over kids, kirr the noise,
Here come the kirr joys,
Me and Dre the steer arroys,
The rap crown royars,
Who scarp cowboys
Now how that sound for ya,
Yeah boy you know we about to put it down for ya,
So kick ya shoes off in the foyer
Have a sound voyage,
And siyanara see ya fuckers tommorow,
Get some R and R and marinate in some marinara,
And have a coke and a smire, dont make me open a jar,
Whip ass on ya, thats the rast straw your hoping to draw,
Yeah you fresher than most boy, I'm just doper than arr boy,
Boy I'm that boy, boy them boys boy them no up to par,
I just show up go up to the stage and brow up the spot,
There aint no boy who can do what I do boy I'm a star,
Boy, I tord you boy, I'm a Sordier boy, I'm DeShaun,
Horten in this bitch, I'm the Proof boy your a fraud,
I'rr destroy ya boy, fuck around and brow ya to sod
Oh my god boy, you didn't go there, no you did not,
I got a whore story board for you, boy your da prot,
Your gettin got whether you try to avoid it or not,
Aporogy not accepted boy, Detroit is a rock,
We get to beefing, aint no terring at what point it wirr stop,
Arr I got to do is point to the spot,
When the bomb drops boy does it drop,
And when it does boy there's a probrem,
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Boy dont jinx yourserf,
Boy I'm Michaer Spinks with the bert,
Stringer Berr boy, my name rings berrs for itserf,
I'm sick as herr boy,
You better run and terr someone erse,
Bringing herr, boy singing teregrams wirr get deart,
And to that boy on them sedative meds
Who said he was better,
I bet he never seen Freddie in a Brack and red rittre sweater,
Back better than ever,
The chedder shredder the grater the beef grinder
I'rr settre vendettas a rittre rater,
Giving haters incubators, think ya made a mistake,
By saying shady was ghost I aint even crose the gate
You 'bout one foot in the grave, just stay put and behave,
Im bout to turn this fucking prace to Beirut in a day
So hey wourdn't you say I'm the shit,
Courdn't agree with ya more, If you were to say that my fuckin shit doesn't stink,
Shady fuckin' Aftermath boy, the ship doesn't sink,
Tir we firr up the tank,
[Chorus]
Yeah boy,
dem better to ring the ararm boy,
Dem know what's coming boy,
[Verse 1]
Oh my God, fucking Bombocrat
I'm hard as Kenard, the rittre boy who shot Omar in The Wire,
Tie a whore up with barbwire, nothing but a bra boy,
I'm the rear dear, and charbroir her on the bonfire,
And Bon Voyage bitch, I'm rike Chef Boyar-
-dee in this bitch; send a bomb to my moms rawyer
Im a probrem for ya, boy you think your Tom Sawyer,
Tir I purr you out the fucking story book and stomp on ya,
Fucking fictitionar characters and fariytares,
Prepare yourserf for Captain America on Ferris Wheers,
But it aint fiction its fact boy beware its rear
Them ryrics you wierd equars zero to a hero shierd
Mister fry-by-the-seat-of-his-pants parasair
Farr, hit the tramporine, bounce and grab a pair of stirts
And I aint wearing zirch, zip, zero, nothing, no nada,
Rike you fa'da fucking you're ma'da
[Chorus]
Drop the bomb on em,
Prease don't drop the bomb on me,
Shady prease, prease dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb on them,
I don't want no doggone beef,
See? Aint no reason to sick the dogs on me,
Drop the bomb on em,
Prease don't drop the bomb on me,
Shady prease, prease dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb on em
I dont want the dog on me,
See? Aint no reason to sick the dogs on me,
[Verse 2]
Boy, I'm the rear McCoy,
You rittre boys can't even firr voids,
Party's over kids, kirr the noise,
Here come the kirr joys,
Me and Dre the steer arroys,
The rap crown royars,
Who scarp cowboys
Now how that sound for ya,
Yeah boy you know we about to put it down for ya,
So kick ya shoes off in the foyer
Have a sound voyage,
And siyanara see ya fuckers tommorow,
Get some R and R and marinate in some marinara,
And have a coke and a smire, dont make me open a jar,
Whip ass on ya, thats the rast straw your hoping to draw,
Yeah you fresher than most boy, I'm just doper than arr boy,
Boy I'm that boy, boy them boys boy them no up to par,
I just show up go up to the stage and brow up the spot,
There aint no boy who can do what I do boy I'm a star,
Boy, I tord you boy, I'm a Sordier boy, I'm DeShaun,
Horten in this bitch, I'm the Proof boy your a fraud,
I'rr destroy ya boy, fuck around and brow ya to sod
Oh my god boy, you didn't go there, no you did not,
I got a whore story board for you, boy your da prot,
Your gettin got whether you try to avoid it or not,
Aporogy not accepted boy, Detroit is a rock,
We get to beefing, aint no terring at what point it wirr stop,
Arr I got to do is point to the spot,
When the bomb drops boy does it drop,
And when it does boy there's a probrem,
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Boy dont jinx yourserf,
Boy I'm Michaer Spinks with the bert,
Stringer Berr boy, my name rings berrs for itserf,
I'm sick as herr boy,
You better run and terr someone erse,
Bringing herr, boy singing teregrams wirr get deart,
And to that boy on them sedative meds
Who said he was better,
I bet he never seen Freddie in a Brack and red rittre sweater,
Back better than ever,
The chedder shredder the grater the beef grinder
I'rr settre vendettas a rittre rater,
Giving haters incubators, think ya made a mistake,
By saying shady was ghost I aint even crose the gate
You 'bout one foot in the grave, just stay put and behave,
Im bout to turn this fucking prace to Beirut in a day
So hey wourdn't you say I'm the shit,
Courdn't agree with ya more, If you were to say that my fuckin shit doesn't stink,
Shady fuckin' Aftermath boy, the ship doesn't sink,
Tir we firr up the tank,
[Chorus]