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marsh - eminem lyrics

[intro]
my name is marsh and this world, i’m out of it (out of it)
’cause with all this a-b-c sh-t, i’m starting to sound like alf a bit
ha, i k!ll me, this medicine’s counterfeit
i was mislead by the sound of it, how am i gonna get turnt up on this valium sh-t? (yeah)

[verse 1]
checked in at the royal garden
to chill and avoid my problems
until paranoia caused me
to feel like i’m going bonkers
for real, think my toilet’s talkin’
i spilled like, like forty bottles
of pills, think your boy is startin’
to feel like a spoiled carton of milk
’cause it just occurred
my girl’s cheatin’, i’m kickin’ that f-cking b-tch to the curb
but the word “f-cking” ain’t meant to be a descriptive word
the type of b-tch she is, ain’t no adjective, it’s a verb
ho thinks her sn-tch is magical
but that’s how she attracts men, though
traps ’em and attack similar to an actual arachnid
or a v-g-n-l tarantula or black widow
in fact it’ll be nothin’ to throw that lil’ b-tch with a capital b out the back window
of the black cadillac limo like a whack demo
when i’m strapped, when i spit rapid, like a ratchet
a halfwit, i’ll aim at, then i’ll
been fire b-tch, i can outrap reynolds
a pad and pen’ll be great, but a napkin’ll do
return of the whack sicko
head spinnin’ like invisibl skratch piklz
yeah, shady’s back, see the bat signal
it’s time to go bat sh-t, like you accidentally ate a louisville slugger and cr-pped it
i’d like to introduce myself
hi there, b-tch…

[chorus]
my name is marsh and, i’m out this world (this world)
s on my chest (superman) like it’s plural (it’s lit)
call me extra, extra terrestrial
extra, extra, extra terrestrial (skrrt, yeah)

[verse 2]
i could keep beefin’, f-ck is the point?
i could make it really difficult for motherf-ckers to come to detroit
if you’re still looking for smoke, i already gave you an l
i’d rather just see you in h-ll, but i should get puff on the joint (diddy)
wait, run it back, i said give you an l, inhale
puff on the joint, i am the blunt you avoid
used to get jumped for my prowings
when i was growing up they said a slinky’s a wonderful toy
my mother thought i was such a fun little boy
“oh, what a bundle of joy”
until the morning she suffered a punch in the groin
from a tantrum i was throwing
like a motherf-ckin’ disgruntled employee
i don’t cut the beat ’til i f-ckin’ destroy it
once i get going, rain, thunder, it’s storming
puddles are forming, i hear somebody’s voice
in my head, say it’s still a dream
then he said k!ll emcees
trippie redd, with pills and lean
sipping meds in the limousine
getting head, guillotine

[chorus]
my name’s marsh and, i’m out this world (this world)
s on my chest (superman) like it’s plural (it’s lit)
call me extra, extra terrestrial (yeah)
extra, extra, extra terrestrial

[verse 3]
yeah
so all of y’all can just suck a p-n-s (suck a p-n-s)
i’ll do the opposite (i’ll do the opposite)
eat you p-ssies like cunnilingus (like cunnilingus)
there ain’t no stoppin’ it (there ain’t no stoppin’ it)
they say i’m such a g*nius (they say i’m such a g*nius)
when that kamikaze hit (when that kamikaze hit)
now they call me “b-tter fingers” (they call me “b-tter fingers”)
’cause i just keep droppin’ sh-t (i just keep droppin’ sh-t)
you wanna b-tt heads? shut up, beavis, ha ha
i got your b-tch with her b-tt out
i’m hittin’ a l!ck ’cause she stickin’ her tongue out (b-tch)
you got no hitters, you might be pitchin’ a shut out
she ’bout to give up the dug out (yeah)
i should just live in a nut house
right now, i live in an igloo (yeah)
and i’m not chillin’ the f-ck out
treat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild with red hair and
plus i get dough like ed sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man
i’m a stan of redman, x-clan and i’m a treach fan
but i look up to myself (yeah)
like a f-cking headstand (yeah)
so why, w-w-why else, would i call myself an alien?
how could i hit a dry spell? (yeah), i’m named after the wet lands

[chorus]
i’m marsh and, i’m out this world (this world)
s on my chest (superman) like it’s plural (it’s lit)
call me extra, extra terrestrial (yeah)
my name is marsh and, my name is, my name is
my name is marsh

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