Drop The Bomb On Em Lyrics - Relapse Refill - Eminem

Yeah boy, them better ring the alarm, boy 

Them know what's coming, boy 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Oh my God, fucking bumbaclot, I'm hard as Kenard 

The little boy who shot Omar in the Wire 

Tie a whore up with barbed wire, you're nothin' but a brah, boy 

I'm the real deal and charbroiler on the bonfire 

And bon voyage, bitch I'm like Chef Boyardee 

In this bitch, send a bomb to my mom's lawyer 

I'm a problem for you, boy you think you're Tom Sawyer 

Til I pull you out the fuckin' storybook and stomp on you 

Fuckin' fictional characters and fairy tales 

Prepare yourselves for Captain America on ferris wheels 

But it ain't fiction, it's fact boy, beware, it's real 

Them lyrics you wield equal zero to a hero's shield 

Mr. Fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants para-sail 

Or hit the trampoline, bounce, and grap a pair of stilts 

And I ain't wearing zilch, zip, zero, nothin', no, nada 

Like your father fucking your mother 

(Drop the bomb on 'em) 

Please don't drop the bomb on me, Shady 

Shady, please don't drop the bomb on me 

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(Drop the bomb on 'em) 

I don't want no dog-gone beef, see 

Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me 

Boy, I'm the real McCoy, you little boys can't even fill voids 

Party's over, kids kill the noise, here come the killjoys 

Me and Dre, the steel alloys, the rap crown royals 

That scalp cowboys, now how that sound for you? 

Yeah, boy, you know we're 'bout to put it down for you 

So kick your shoes off and before you have a sound voyage 

Sayonara, see you fuckers tomorrow 

Get some R&R and marinate in some marinara 

And have a coke and a smile, don't make me open a jar of 

Whip-ass on you, that's the last straw you're hopin' to draw 

Yeah, you're fresher than most, boy, I'm just doper than all 

Boy, I'm that boy boy, them boys, them no up to par 

I just show up, go up to the stage and blow up the spot 

There ain't no boy who can do what I do, boy, I'm a star 

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Boy, I told you, boy, I'm a soldier boy, I'm Deshaun 

Holton in this bitch, I'm the Proof, boy, you're a fraud 

I'll destroy you, boy, fuck around and blow you to sod 

Oh my God boy, you didn't go there, boy, you did not 

I got a whole storyboard for you, boy, you're the plot 

You're gettin' got whether you try to avoid it or not 

Apology not accepted, boy, Detroit is a rock 

We get to beefin' ain't no tellin' at what point it'll stop 

All 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 problem 

Boy, don't jinx yourself, boy, I'm Micheal Spinks with the belt 

Stringer Bell, boy, my name rings bells for itself 

I'm sick as hell, boy, you better run and tell someone else 

Bringin' hell, boy, sing them telegrams and get dealt 

And to that boy on them sedative meds who said he was better 

I bet he never seen Freddy in a black and red little sweater 

Back better than ever, the cheddar shredder 

The grater, the beef grinder, I'll settle vendettas a little later 

Givin' haters incubators, think you made a mistake 

By sayin' Shady was ghost, I ain't even close to the gate 

You got one foot in the grave, just stay put and behave 

I'm 'bout to turn this fuckin' place to Beirut in a day 

So, hey, wouldn't you say I'm the shit? couldn't agree 

With you more if you were to say that my fuckin' shit doesn't stink 

Shady fucking Aftermath, boy, the ship doesn't sink 

It just floats in the fuckin' water 'til we fill up the tank