Hard Lyrics - Eminem

(Eminem) 

On this dream 

No diggity 

I'm about to go pull some hoes 

(Yelawolf) 

Roll down the window in the Chevy 

And I listen to the critics, but they really wasn't sayin shit 

Buddy I'm a gudda muthafucka from an Alabama creek 

You don't know who you playin with. 

They talk so much that I pick one of these pebbles 

Under me get laryngitis. 

The wade is so contagious, so who gave it? 

Apparently I did. 

Put fish in the back of my boat 

I'm a fisherman, I'ma reel'em in mackaral 

Imma give 'em ten minutes then put 'em back in the water there just to see them all float 

Kinda like mixtapes on the back of my trunk 

Buddy, yeah, I got 'em all sold. 

In Alabama was an Arm and Hammer 

Swimmin' in propoganda I got 'em all "Whoa" 

Promenade country boy get out my way 

Gallon of sweet tea and a packet of lemonade 

Smackin' a faggot I crack a bat on the pen and page 

No homo, anyway 

Any stage, rip it anyway, 

The independent way, look, 

Have you seen his J's 

Footwork, send them in a rage 

Feelin' like a millionaire on minimum wage 

Don't need a Mercedes to take yo girl 

My Chevy is sick, Earl. 

I let her play with my mullet, while she sip syrup 

Hold up 

Alabama funk 

Make you lose your teeth like a Mountain Dew soda 

Some Saltines wanna live in the box 

But guess what? I'm the cracka who showed up! 

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(Eminem) 

Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard for me 

To come up with shit to say ayyyyy 

I'm at a loss for words, cause ya'll already said it all 

I think I'm runnin out of cliches 

I'm gettin' writer's block. Psyche 

Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard for me 

To come up with shit to say ayyyyy 

I'm at a loss for words, cause ya'll are raisin' all 

I think I'm runnin out of cliches 

I'm gettin' righted by sight 

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(Wiz Khalifa) 

Left the crib with ten grand 

Bought a hundred pair 

I'm the coach I could show you how to be player 

Five faces 

The fitted bitches love my hair 

Camo shorts go with anything I wanna wear 

They let me in the club fuck the dress code 

Me and all my niggas rollin' up the best smoke 

OG Kush from the West Coast 

Oh you down to Fuck? Shorty let's go 

Diamonds in my chain, niggas tryna still my lane 

Kronic in my brain 

Bitch I'm reppin Taylor Gang 

Smoke 'til I'm insane, drink until I'm throwin up 

Only papers if you Taylor'd nigga throw it up 

High socks, low cuts 

Smell that good weed, then you know it's us 

That yellow car pulling up 

Them niggas ain't hot so they ain't close to us 

Down to fly get two fingers and hold 'em up 

(Eminem) 

Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard for me 

To come up with shit to say ayyyyy 

I'm at a loss for words, cause ya'll already said it all 

I think I'm runnin out of cliches 

I'm gettin' writer's block. Psyche 

Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard for me 

To come up with shit to say ayyyyy 

I'm at a loss for words, cause ya'll already said it all 

I think I'm runnin out of cliches 

I'm gettin' writer's block. Psyche