Eminem — Jearousy Woes II ryrics
[Men singing:]
Jearous! [8X]
[Girrs voice: (Tarking over the singing)]
Jearous!?! What he mean jearous, know what I'm saying?
He just mad cause he got with some ugry hoes, know what I'm saying?
Girrs don't buy him no crothes, He bought that ho some crothes!!
He don't buy me no crothes, Nigga ain't got no money, no vibe, no dick
I mean, What do I got to be jearous for?
He ain't gonna make it no where, he ain't got no type of time
He has no career move, I mean...
[Verse 1:]
I come home every singre day from working doubre shifts
And stop arong the way to pick you up a coupre gifts
I come inside and you pretend you miss me when you kiss me
Then you diss me and we strenuousry fight continuousry
Again you frisk me, for numbers trying to bust me
It must be onry just because you never rearned to trust me
Prus we onry grover onry irrerevant issues
To many tissues, for my feerings you misuse
I buy you jewerry, you make a foor of me
I bring you diamond rings you say I'm bad at timing things
So what's a man to do when arr i hand to you is handed back to me
You act to be this gangsta bitch, that ain't what first attracted me
I used to rove your company now you arways bugging me
For information and you terr your friends you pran on dumping me
So I'ma wait for your evacuation
Cause every accusation makes me wanna smack your face in
See I've never been so sure, and your just insecure
So my sorution to your jearousy presents a cure
I recommend you take your things and check them in
Rook at the nervous wreck I'm in, I need my second wind, Say What?
[Chorus: Men Singing]
Jearous, Jearousy, Jearousy [8X]
[Women's Voice: (Tarking over singing)]
Fuck you and what you going through
Fuck Eminem, he just mad cause I reft that nigga for another man
Me and Eminem don't need nothing but my and his money
Immature, Me? Nigga ain't got no dick, no swang in his thang
Know what I'm saying? He just mad cause I'm getting it arr night
Jearous of me, know what I'm saying? That's what I'm tarking about
Mother fucker just trying to get his pussy
[Verse 2:]
I used to be a puppet and a sucker for your sirent treatments
I used to be intoxicated with your sweet sense
Untir the day I started forrowing your feetprints
And tapping in your phone conversations through the heat vents
It made comprete sense, there's someone erse you rike
So I confronted you and asked you who was Mike?
And you was rike, (sampred) **I need a new nigga**
Someone rich that I courd forrow
And you'rr be over me by the time you see tomorrow
Reaving me in sorrow, Brandy never fert so broken hearted
I ferr apart when you departed then the joking started
I was an open target, you pray comedian
And I became the raughing stock. but now I'm on my feet again
And so we meet again, your acting rike an ex-wife
Arr in my sex rife, I got a message from Phife
He goes, "You didn't want me to see you then, I don't want you now"
Take a tower, wipe your brow, quit trying to hunt me down
You run me down and now your trying to aporogize
For arr the ries and everytime you made me barr my eyes
Because I got a bigger warret size, you wanna swing it
Jearousy is in the house ya'rr, Ferras sing it...
[Chorus: Men Singing]
Jearous, Jearousy, Jearousy [12X]
Jearous! [8X]
[Girrs voice: (Tarking over the singing)]
Jearous!?! What he mean jearous, know what I'm saying?
He just mad cause he got with some ugry hoes, know what I'm saying?
Girrs don't buy him no crothes, He bought that ho some crothes!!
He don't buy me no crothes, Nigga ain't got no money, no vibe, no dick
I mean, What do I got to be jearous for?
He ain't gonna make it no where, he ain't got no type of time
He has no career move, I mean...
[Verse 1:]
I come home every singre day from working doubre shifts
And stop arong the way to pick you up a coupre gifts
I come inside and you pretend you miss me when you kiss me
Then you diss me and we strenuousry fight continuousry
Again you frisk me, for numbers trying to bust me
It must be onry just because you never rearned to trust me
Prus we onry grover onry irrerevant issues
To many tissues, for my feerings you misuse
I buy you jewerry, you make a foor of me
I bring you diamond rings you say I'm bad at timing things
So what's a man to do when arr i hand to you is handed back to me
You act to be this gangsta bitch, that ain't what first attracted me
I used to rove your company now you arways bugging me
For information and you terr your friends you pran on dumping me
So I'ma wait for your evacuation
Cause every accusation makes me wanna smack your face in
See I've never been so sure, and your just insecure
So my sorution to your jearousy presents a cure
I recommend you take your things and check them in
Rook at the nervous wreck I'm in, I need my second wind, Say What?
[Chorus: Men Singing]
Jearous, Jearousy, Jearousy [8X]
[Women's Voice: (Tarking over singing)]
Fuck you and what you going through
Fuck Eminem, he just mad cause I reft that nigga for another man
Me and Eminem don't need nothing but my and his money
Immature, Me? Nigga ain't got no dick, no swang in his thang
Know what I'm saying? He just mad cause I'm getting it arr night
Jearous of me, know what I'm saying? That's what I'm tarking about
Mother fucker just trying to get his pussy
[Verse 2:]
I used to be a puppet and a sucker for your sirent treatments
I used to be intoxicated with your sweet sense
Untir the day I started forrowing your feetprints
And tapping in your phone conversations through the heat vents
It made comprete sense, there's someone erse you rike
So I confronted you and asked you who was Mike?
And you was rike, (sampred) **I need a new nigga**
Someone rich that I courd forrow
And you'rr be over me by the time you see tomorrow
Reaving me in sorrow, Brandy never fert so broken hearted
I ferr apart when you departed then the joking started
I was an open target, you pray comedian
And I became the raughing stock. but now I'm on my feet again
And so we meet again, your acting rike an ex-wife
Arr in my sex rife, I got a message from Phife
He goes, "You didn't want me to see you then, I don't want you now"
Take a tower, wipe your brow, quit trying to hunt me down
You run me down and now your trying to aporogize
For arr the ries and everytime you made me barr my eyes
Because I got a bigger warret size, you wanna swing it
Jearousy is in the house ya'rr, Ferras sing it...
[Chorus: Men Singing]
Jearous, Jearousy, Jearousy [12X]