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Eminem - Nail In The Coffin

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Nail In The Coffin Lyrics

[ Intro ]

This motherfucker here, just wont shut up will you?
Talk about I owe you, bitch you owe me
I’m promoting you right now
Man lets put the nail in his coffin

[ Chorus ]

I don’t want to be like this
I don’t really want to hurt no feelings
But I’m only bein real when I say
Nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap
Old men have heart attacks
Now I dont want to be responsible for that so
Put the mic down and walk away
You can still have a little bit of dignity

[ verse 1 ]

I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino
An 83 year old fake Pachino
So how can he hold me over some balcony
without throwin his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me
Please dont, you’ll probably fall with me
And our asses will both be history
But then again youl finally get your wish
Cause you be all over the street like 50 Cent
Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump
Gimme a one-on-one see if I dont fuck you up
Tryin to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up
And you put Jada on a track
Thats how much you suck dick in the industry
Swear that you in the streets hustlin
You sit behind a fuckin desk at The Source butt-kissin
And beggin motherfuckers for guest appearences
And you can even get the clearances cause real lyricists
dont even respect you or take you serious
It’s not that we dont like you, we hate you – period
Talk about a mid-life crisis damn
last week you was shakin Obie Trice’s hand
Now hes a busta? What the fucks with that?
Get on a track dissin us kissin 50’s ass
and askin me what I know about inditements-bite me
bitch I got two cases, and probation – fight me!
What do I know about standin in front of a judge like a man
Ready to take whatever sentence he hands
What you know about your wife slicin her wrists
Right in front of the only thing you have in this world
- a little girl?
And I put that on her, when this is all over
I would never try to make her a star and eat off her
I dont know shit about no shoppin rocks
But what you know about hip-hop shops rockin spots?
When your the only white boy in that bitch just rippin
Pressin up your own flyers and your stickers stickin
Them bitches up after spendin six hours at Kinkos
Just makin copys of your covers of casette singles
And sell them out the trunk of your Tracer
Spendin your whole paycheck at Disc Makers
What you know about bein bullied over half your life?
Oh thats right, you know what thats like, your half white
Vanilla Ice spill the beans and rice
I’m eaten you alive inside Jesus Christ
If your that much of a gangster put the mic down
You should be out killin motherfuckers right now
Kill a motherfucker dead, kill’em dead bitch
Shoot’em in the fuckin head, go ahead bitch
Slap my mom, slap the fuck outa her!
She can’t sue you, she wouldnt get a buck out of you
Cause your broke as fuck you suck your a fuckin joke
If you was really sellin coke, well then what the fuck
You stop for dummy? If you slew some crack
You’d make alot more money than you do from rap
You never had no security, you’ll never be famous
You’l never now what its like to be rich, lifes a bitch aint it?
Raymond, here, let me break this shit down in lamens
Terms for you just to make sure
that you can understand this and Canibus
They usin too many complicated fuckin words for you
Here then let me slow it down for you
so you can understand if I say it slower
Let it go dawg it’s over

[ Chorus ]

[ Outro ]

Haha, talkin bout I have motherfuckers callin your crib
Bitch you aint even got a fuckin crib
You aint even got a fuckin phone, fuckin bum
Threatened to shut me down
At your little fuckin Source magazine
If I come back then you would attack me
Bitch you attacked me first take it like a man and shut the fuck up
And fuck your little magazine too
I dont need your fuckin magazine
I got XXL’s number anyways
And ya’ll cant stand it cuz there gettin bigger than ya’ll
oh, and by the way, how didd I look on the VMAs?
When you was watchin me
From whatever fuckin TV you was watchin me from
In Boston, the mean streets of Boston – fuckin sissy
Like you got us scared in the motherfucker
Suck our motherfuckin dicks
Oh, and for those thats dont know
Don’t get it twisted yo, The Source has a white owner!

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