Fiends lyrics

by

Eminem


[Verse]
Little n*gga this is the black f*ck
With a raspy voice smoking a blunt, making beats on a Macbook
You n*ggas is attached to a clutch, you in a rut
The falcon picked up, and fed it to it's chicks for lunch
Dirty as the f*cking sky, your smoke mean nothing
It don't amount, to what I f*cking touch
Lying to momma, stealing a cough drop from her purse
Hid in my room, I hate being bothered
Took me for granted, like the floor was upon it
Always ate my food like she wanted, still do
Brush my p*ss teeth in the morning, you motherf*ckers
Get appointed, like a mouse, when I own it
I'm the type of n*gga you'll see in the background of a horror flick
You ain't a n*gga from where we live, hoe you a tourist
Chop ya jaw in half, ya will look
Like the middle of bowling pin; it split and sh*t
Stick, my flow be muggy like a hot armpit, or you arming sh*t
Some n*ggas I see plan to sell white, like it's Charman
And I'm off, and a oddball, or maybe retarded
Keep my feet on they heads, for them to go polish em
I just abolish em, since 2009, I've been a misfit
But always getting chicks, like the chicken was mating b*tch
And you can see why I'm p*ssed from the state of my face
And b*tch, don't look at my wrist, look at this di*k
Cause that's what your pretty f*cking ass will get
Spitter of the best sh*t, my lyrics still hit
Like boxer beating his b*tch, and the beat still kicks
Like why the f*ck you mess up my Timbs
Pay me with new pair of them sh*t's, motherf*cker!

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