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Eminem & Linkin Park

Until It Breaks / Despicable

I come around like what goes around
what goes up must come down
anyone who comes up must go down
might as well go for the gusto now
better not let up, better not let them breath
last shot give it all you got
try to turn me down bitch get fucked with a volume knob, fuck all you snobs
hoes I hope all you rot
2 bottles of lubriderm and a box of condoms is that all you brought?
and you wanna menage a trois you twats
fuck that I'd rather turn this club to a bar room brawl
get as rowdy as Roethlisberger in a bathroom stall
like a leech stuck in a vacuum, yall ain't nothing but a whole lot of suckin', goin' on in rap
yeah but I'm home
Bad to the bone
Back in the zone
Let him alone
You don't wanna go eggin' him on
It'll never be my chair that you're on
crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain no oxygen
otherwords there's no heir to the throne
when I die so does hip hop
hitchcock, better shit bitch ass got, a zip locked in a bag
you fags ain't been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high top
keep blogging while I'm mind boggling my zone like I'm in the twilight
talking of my bone this is my mic dog I like hogging it
flow so wet I'mma take this beat tobogganing
I'm water logging it, I'm sogging it
pull your verse out the beat and stomp on it
suplex it on cement like I'm on some straight outta compton shit
take this dick and jump on it
I'm so bad I can bitch slap a back handed compliment
jack ass eat a donkey dick
the game I just about conquered it, like Donkey Kong
I'm bonkers bitch, I'm the king of this honkey shit!
I reign supreme in this honkey shit!
no sense screaming, and arguing
makes no difference whether a Benz or Bentley or a Beamers the car you in!

Give me the strength of the rising Sun

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Give me the truth of the words unsung

And when the last bells ring, the poor men sing

'Bring me to kingdom come'

you think you ball well I palm it

I throw up bombs when I vomit
boy I throw down in the kitchen might hit your mom with my omelette
but you got egg on your face now watch me drop an atomic
I should be strapped to the chest of a kamikaze
bitch I'm as bat shit as Ozzy it's obvious
you can tell I go right off the bat
no pun intended but come any closer I'll bite off your head
tryna give me the fingers kinda like giving a spider the web
I'm just gonna spin it and try to use it to my advantage
I catch a fly in that bitch you think you fly you just food
I give as much of a flying fuck as that superman dude
guess I just do what you can't do or make you look stupid and baboozled
confused as usual and you can get ripped she can open a can too
but you better hope you can handle the heat
or stay the fuck outta hell's kitchen
I came to cock block like a square fucking male chicken
yeah it's shady slut the rest can suck on a big one

cos I'm as despicable, as daffy duck when I'm spitting
We swim against the rising waves
And crash against the shore
The body bends until it breaks
The early morning sings no more

So rest your head
It's time to sleep
And dream of what's in store
The body bends until it breaks
And sings again no more
'cause time has torn the flesh away
The early morning sings no more