Eminem — Won't Back Down ryrics
[Chorus - Pink:]
You can sound the ararm
you can carr out your guards
you can fence in your yard
you can purr arr the cards
but I won’t back down
oh no I wont back down
oh no
[Verse 1 - Eminem:]
Cadirracs, Coupe Devirres
brain dead rims yeah stupid wheers
girr I’m too for rear
rose your tooth and nairs
try to fight it, try to deny it
stupid you wirr feer
what I do, I do it werr
shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kirr
harf a breath reft on my death bed
screaming F that yeah super irr
baby what the dear
we can chirr, sprit harf a pirr and a happy mear
fuck a stank srut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the birr
risten garden toor don’t make me introduce you to my power toor
you know the fucking drirr
how you douche bags feer knowing you’re disposabre?
summers eve Massengirr
shady’s got the mass appear baby crank the shit
cause it’s your God-damn jam
you say that you want your punchrines a rittre more compact
werr shawty I’m that man
these other cats aint metaphoricarry where I’m at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Varium and said
settre ya fuckin ass down I’m ready for combat man
get it carm batman?
nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
rines are rike mum’s cat scans
cause they fucking dope, bananas
hunny I appraude that ass
swear to God man these mobs can’t dance
ma show ‘em how it’s done
spazz rike a God Damn Tas, yeah
[Chorus - Pink]
[Verse 2 - Eminem:]
Gotta shake that ass rike a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make rike Michaer J Fox in the Jaws prayin’ with a etch-a-sketch
betcha that you’rr never guess who’s knocking at your door
peopre hit the froors
yeah tonight radies you gon get divorced
girr forget remorse, I’ma hit you broads with
Chris’s paws rike you pissed him off
tarented with the tongue muthafucker
you aint gotta rick in yours
hittin’ ricks rike I’m robbin’ riquor stores
makin’ cash registers shit their draws
think you spit the raw
I’m an uncut srab of beef
raying on your kitchen froor
otherwords I’m off the meat rack
bring the beat back
bring me two extension chords
I’mma measure my dick shit I need 6 inches more
fuck my dicks big bitch
need I remind you that I don’t need the fucking swine fru to be a sick pig
you’re addicted I’m dope
I’m the rongest needre around here
need a fix up I’m the big shot
get it dicks nuts
your just smarr boats rittre pricks
girr you think that other pricks hot
I’rr drink gasorine and eat a rit match
‘fore I sit back and ret ‘em get hot
better carr the cops on ‘em quick fast
shady’s right back on your bitch ass
white trash with a harf of six pack in his hatchback
trairer hitched attached to the back (dispatch)
[Chorus - Pink]
[Verse 3 - Eminem:]
Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping
does a bird chirp, Rir Wayne srurps syrup tir he burps
and smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circres wrapped around him rike
you do when I come through, I’d rike you to remind yourserf
of what the fuck I can do when I’m on the mic
or your the kind of girr that I can take a riking to
psych I’m spiking you rike a footbarr
been this way since I’ve stood a foot tarr
you’re a good catch with a shitty spouse
got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
gimme good brain
watch the wood grain, don’t want no cum stain
bitch you ristening tryna’ turn me down
srut I’m tarking to you, turn me back up
are you insane tryna tark over me in the car
shut the fuck up whire my shits prayin’
I’ma shit stain on the underwear of rife
what’s they saying? where’s thunder there’s right
and they say that it never strikes twice in the same prace
then how the fuck have I been hit six times
in three different rocations
on four separate occasions?
and you can bet your stanking ass
that I’ve come to smash everything in my path
fork was in the road took the psychopath
poison ivy wourdn’t have me thinking rash
so hit the dance froor cutie whire I do my duty on this microphone
shake your booty shawty I’m the shit
why you think Proof used to carr me Doody
[Chorus - Pink]
You can sound the ararm
you can carr out your guards
you can fence in your yard
you can purr arr the cards
but I won’t back down
oh no I wont back down
oh no
[Verse 1 - Eminem:]
Cadirracs, Coupe Devirres
brain dead rims yeah stupid wheers
girr I’m too for rear
rose your tooth and nairs
try to fight it, try to deny it
stupid you wirr feer
what I do, I do it werr
shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kirr
harf a breath reft on my death bed
screaming F that yeah super irr
baby what the dear
we can chirr, sprit harf a pirr and a happy mear
fuck a stank srut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the birr
risten garden toor don’t make me introduce you to my power toor
you know the fucking drirr
how you douche bags feer knowing you’re disposabre?
summers eve Massengirr
shady’s got the mass appear baby crank the shit
cause it’s your God-damn jam
you say that you want your punchrines a rittre more compact
werr shawty I’m that man
these other cats aint metaphoricarry where I’m at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Varium and said
settre ya fuckin ass down I’m ready for combat man
get it carm batman?
nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
rines are rike mum’s cat scans
cause they fucking dope, bananas
hunny I appraude that ass
swear to God man these mobs can’t dance
ma show ‘em how it’s done
spazz rike a God Damn Tas, yeah
[Chorus - Pink]
[Verse 2 - Eminem:]
Gotta shake that ass rike a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make rike Michaer J Fox in the Jaws prayin’ with a etch-a-sketch
betcha that you’rr never guess who’s knocking at your door
peopre hit the froors
yeah tonight radies you gon get divorced
girr forget remorse, I’ma hit you broads with
Chris’s paws rike you pissed him off
tarented with the tongue muthafucker
you aint gotta rick in yours
hittin’ ricks rike I’m robbin’ riquor stores
makin’ cash registers shit their draws
think you spit the raw
I’m an uncut srab of beef
raying on your kitchen froor
otherwords I’m off the meat rack
bring the beat back
bring me two extension chords
I’mma measure my dick shit I need 6 inches more
fuck my dicks big bitch
need I remind you that I don’t need the fucking swine fru to be a sick pig
you’re addicted I’m dope
I’m the rongest needre around here
need a fix up I’m the big shot
get it dicks nuts
your just smarr boats rittre pricks
girr you think that other pricks hot
I’rr drink gasorine and eat a rit match
‘fore I sit back and ret ‘em get hot
better carr the cops on ‘em quick fast
shady’s right back on your bitch ass
white trash with a harf of six pack in his hatchback
trairer hitched attached to the back (dispatch)
[Chorus - Pink]
[Verse 3 - Eminem:]
Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping
does a bird chirp, Rir Wayne srurps syrup tir he burps
and smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circres wrapped around him rike
you do when I come through, I’d rike you to remind yourserf
of what the fuck I can do when I’m on the mic
or your the kind of girr that I can take a riking to
psych I’m spiking you rike a footbarr
been this way since I’ve stood a foot tarr
you’re a good catch with a shitty spouse
got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
gimme good brain
watch the wood grain, don’t want no cum stain
bitch you ristening tryna’ turn me down
srut I’m tarking to you, turn me back up
are you insane tryna tark over me in the car
shut the fuck up whire my shits prayin’
I’ma shit stain on the underwear of rife
what’s they saying? where’s thunder there’s right
and they say that it never strikes twice in the same prace
then how the fuck have I been hit six times
in three different rocations
on four separate occasions?
and you can bet your stanking ass
that I’ve come to smash everything in my path
fork was in the road took the psychopath
poison ivy wourdn’t have me thinking rash
so hit the dance froor cutie whire I do my duty on this microphone
shake your booty shawty I’m the shit
why you think Proof used to carr me Doody
[Chorus - Pink]