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Won't back down (ft. pink)

par Eminem

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[Pink]
You can sound the alarm, you can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard, you can pull all the cards
But I won´t back down, oh no
I won´t back down, oh no

[Eminem]
Cadillacs appeals, Coupe Deville´s
Brain dead rims, yeah stupid wheels
Girl I´m too for real, lose your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to deny it, stupid you will feel
What I do, I do it well
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy I shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my death bed
Screaming F that, yeah super ill
Baby what the deal, we can chill
Split a half a pill and a happy meal
Fuck a steak slut, I´ll cut my toes off
And step on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool, don´t make me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking drill
How you douche bags feel knowing you´re disposable?
Summer´s Eve massingale
Shady´s got the mass appeal, baby crank the shit
Cause it´s your God damned jam
You said that you want your punclines a little more compact
Well shorty I´m that man
These other cats ain´t metaphorically where I´m at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a valium
And said settle your fucking ass down, I´m ready for combat man
Get it, calm Batman?
Nah, ain´t nobody who´s as bomb and as
Nuts, lines are like mom´s cat scans
Cause they fucking go ba-na-nas
Honey I applaude that ass, swear to God man
These mobs can´t dance, maa show ´em how it´s done
Spaz like a god damn Taz, yeah

[Pink]
You can sound the alarm, you can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard, you can pull all the cards
But I won´t back down, oh no
I won´t back down, oh no

[Eminem]
Girl shake that ass like a donkey with parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playing with an etcha-sketch
Bet ya that you´ll never guess who´s knockin´ at your doors
People´s hit the floors, yeah tonight ladies you gon´ get divorced
Girl forget remorse, Imma hit you broads with
Chris´s force like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue motherucker
You ain´t got a lick in yours
Hittin´ licks, like I´m robbin´ liquor stores
Making cash registers shit their drawers
Think you spit the rawest
I´m an uncooked slab of beef laying on your kitchen floor
Otherwords, I´m off the meat rack, bring the beat back
Bring it to extension cords
Imma measure my dick, shit I need six inches more
Fuck my dick´s big bitch, need I remind you
That I don´t need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig
You´re addicted, I´m dope, I´m the longest needle around here
Need a fix oc? I´m the big shot, get it dick snots?
You´re just small boats, little pricks
Girl you think that other prick´s hot?
I´ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
Before I sit back and let him get hot
Better call the cops on him quick fast
Shady´d right back on your bitch ass
White trash with a half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitch at-tached to the back, dispatch

[Pink]
You can sound the alarm, you can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard, you can pull all the cards
But I won´t back down, oh no
I won´t back down, oh no

[Eminem]
Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappin´
Does a bird chirp, Lil´ Wayne slurps, syrup ´til he burps
And smokes purp, does a wordsearch get circles wrapped around it
Like you do when I come through, I´d like you to remind yourself
Of what the fuck I can do when I´m on the mic
Oh you´re the kinda girl I can take a liking to
Psych I´m spiking you, like a football
Been this way since I stood a foot tall
You´re a good catch, with a shitty spouse
Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
Gimme good brain, watch the woodgrain
Don´t want no cum-stain, bitch you listening?
Try to turn me down, slut I´m talking to you
Turn me back up, are you insane
Try to talk over me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my shit´s playing
I´m a shit stain on the underwear of life
What´s the saying?
When there´s thunder then there´s light-ening
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six times
On three different locations on four separate occasions?
And you can bet your stinking ass
That I´ve come to smash everything in my path
Folk was in the road, took the psychopath
Poison Ivy wouldn´t have me thinking rash
So hit the dancefloor cutie, while I do my duty
On this microphone, shake your booty shorty
I´m the shit, why you think Proof used to call me doodie?

[Pink]
You can sound the alarm, you can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard, you can pull all the cards
But I won´t back down, oh no
I won´t back down, oh no
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