Album Name

Music To Be Murdered By - Side B (Deluxe Edition)

Artist

Eminem

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.12.18

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

It's time to face the music Oh
A stay of execution
No more distribution
The fuck you doin'
You did this to me
I'm right back on my bullshit
right back out on these streets
Just remember that
you did this to yourself
Yeah you did it to yourself
Now you gotta suffer the consequences
Pack up the pack and
swing it for the fences
Just remember that
Let's make one thing clear Here
Here my dear
my resolution this year
No pollution fresh air
My solution long hair with a fat ass
I'm deadass
Mile high club 'til I jеtlag
Raw stink flow casino
And you're just like Ginger
wе know
Single negro
I don't need your double
standards and hypocrisy
And that fake can holder
on Father's Day
You a different motherfucker
when you not with me
Been sleepin' with the enemy mockery
It's like I'm John F. Kennedy
shots at me
Yes I'm President of Debauchery
None of that bullshit ever got to me
'Cause your pillow billow ditto
Breakin' this shit down little by little
I ain't got time for the fuckin'
pom-poms
Shoulda never
let this dog out of that kennel
Wastin' time debatin' 'bout
Who I'm with when I'm not around
Just don't forget who you fuckin' with
When steppin' on hallowed ground
'Cause you did this to me Yeah I'm
Right back on my bullshit
right back out on these streets
Just remember that
you did this to yourself
Yeah you did it to yourself
Now you gotta suffer the consequences
And sorry isn't gonna help
Now many times have I got burnt
And tried to act like I'm not hurt
Or take you back and we not workin'
Like clockwork this shit is agony
You're draggin' me Glocks burst
Just remember you draw'd first
you ain't toe taggin' me
Hold back
any blowback you deserve
Get the Bozack bitch
my soul's blackenin'
So actually this could've
been a lot worse Watch
I could've namedropped
you in my verse Yeah
But out of respect for your daughter
I won't blow your spot up
'cause your toddler
Does not deserve to get caught up
in our dirt Yeah
And good luck with the father
Bitch stuck with him now
ha fuckin' Howard
To the doctor
these are wounds you cannot nurse
It's drivin' you bonkers that
I'm not yours Oh no
Guess I must have got wise
you are not sly
Just 'cause you can makeup an
on the spot lie
I'm comin' out guns blazin' shots fired
Hey Santa I ain't cuttin' off ties
Bitch everything you own's
in a box bye
Guess it's back to the trailer
and pot pies
Hope I pull up to the window
at Popeyes
One day and
you'll be servin' me hot fries
You did this to me
A taste of your own medicine
you shedded skin
Yeah you reptilian bitch
Off of your knees Yeah
beggin' for forgiveness
Yeah look at you marry him again bitch
You ain't Em's bitch
you just regular him's bitch
We will never be together again ever
And when you're in bed with him
and wish you was with me
Just remember that
You did this to me Yeah I'm
Right back on my bullshit
right back out on these streets
But you did
Just remember that
you did this to yourself
Yeah you did it to yourself
Now you gotta
suffer the consequences
And sorry isn't gonna help
Remember that you did this to me
Michelle
Right back on my bullshit
right back out on these streets
Fuck around and make you famous
Just remember that
you did this to yourself
Yeah you did it to yourself
Now you gotta
suffer the consequences
So when I'm hittin'
someone else and you're
Wastin' time debatin' 'bout
Who I'm with when I'm not around
Just don't forget who you fuckin' with
When steppin' on hallowed ground