Things Get Worse歌词
Things Get Worse （况恶化）-Bad Meets Evil /B.o.B
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
How far will he take it
And when will he stop
Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up
But you just won't listen will ya nah I guess not
You just can't can ya man I can't stand ya
You're rotten what you plottin'for us
Man when are you gonna let up
I guess things are gonna get
Much worse 'fore they get better
Holy toledo it's Angelina Jolie amigo
She told me yo Shady just hand
Your penis to me I'll deep throat
And Brad if you try to stand between
Us then we're gonna see bro
Who was a fantasy I don't mean to damage your ego
You faggots wanna rassle I shove a f**king
Jar of vaseline up inside your asshole
And rope it shut with a lasso
Couple of crushed lexapro
Broken up wit the capsule or paxil
Just incase I ain't d**e enough wit the raps though
Coke is cut with tobacco
Smoke it up then go wacko
This is what happens when you
Mix a cocunut with tabasco
Shady let go the hoe has been choked up enough
Let her a**go
Not till Jessica Simpson let's go of the tuna casserole
I used to love her hooters now Carmen Elektra cuter
Strap an extension cord to her arm and electrocute her
I'm off my f**king meds but I'm on an electric scooter
I might just scoot by and shoot
My mum in the neck with rugers
Spit in Jasons face while I vomit on Freddy Krugar
They can't even get Jeffrey Dahmer to pet the cougar
Now I'm gone get the rectal thermometer get the lubra
Cation and get the patient some Darvocet to chew cuz
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
How far will he take it
And when will he stop
B o B I done told you once homie to easy up geez
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
Cause I will never lay down
And I will never let up
I guess things are gonna
Get much worse 'fore they get better
With the soul of a Sharman
I leave the beat than vomit
Like a bullemic woman with an uneasy stomach
I pass by people on the street
They seem like sheep and zombies
Stiffer than a therapeutic pair of jeans you run in
So can you hear me coming
Eminem this beat is absolutely disgusting
It's probably go diseases on it
I'm just being honest
I can see the comments
I can see the evolution as we creep up on it
I put that music in your veins like a needle junkie
Sh*t I just do this for the haters
I don't need the money
I diarrhea on track so it needs plunging
Somebody tell these girls please release my undies
Nobody really understands my language
I find it complicated just to hold a conversation
But still I got a whole lot of patience
Sittin'back watching Earth from my Space station
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
How far will he take it
And when will he stop
Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up
But you just won't listen will ya
Nah I guess not
You just can't can ya man I can't stand ya
You're rotten what you plottin'for us
Man when are you gonna let up
I guess things are gonna get
Much worse 'fore they get better
Oh my gosh I put Natasha Bendingfield in a washer
Watch it go from rinse to spin cycle
It's like I got ya hypnotising like I gotcha
I gotcha pychologically f**ked
Michael would like an apology what
Tell that psycho to stick a Tyco truck
And a white tricycle up his butt
And glue the seat of bicycle to his nuts
I'm as cold as a muthaf**king icicle on my nut
I ain't nuttin'nice
Man I like to pull knives and I like to cut
The poster addict for post tramatic stress
I guess this is the most dramatic I've been in a while
This is the closest that it's come
To the Marshall Mathers
I can hear him start to gather
I don't paint the portrait of the
Picture perfect Partridge family
This ain't your orphan Annie
No this is more uncanny
Kick down Dakota Fannings front
Door while the whore is tanning
He can't say whore
Of course he can
Man he just saw her fanny
Then murdered her while he danced
Around the room and wore her panties
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
How far will he take it
And when will he stop
Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up
But you just won't listen will ya
Nah I guess not
You just can't can ya
Man I can't stand ya
You're rotten what you plottin'for us
Man when are you gonna let up
I guess things are gonna get much
Worse 'fore they get better
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
How far will he take it
And when will he stop
Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up
But you just won't listen will ya nah I guess not
You just can't can ya man I can't stand ya
You're rotten what you plottin'for us
Man when are you gonna let up
I guess things are gonna get
Much worse 'fore they get better
Holy toledo it's Angelina Jolie amigo
She told me yo Shady just hand
Your penis to me I'll deep throat
And Brad if you try to stand between
Us then we're gonna see bro
Who was a fantasy I don't mean to damage your ego
You faggots wanna rassle I shove a f**king
Jar of vaseline up inside your asshole
And rope it shut with a lasso
Couple of crushed lexapro
Broken up wit the capsule or paxil
Just incase I ain't d**e enough wit the raps though
Coke is cut with tobacco
Smoke it up then go wacko
This is what happens when you
Mix a cocunut with tabasco
Shady let go the hoe has been choked up enough
Let her a**go
Not till Jessica Simpson let's go of the tuna casserole
I used to love her hooters now Carmen Elektra cuter
Strap an extension cord to her arm and electrocute her
I'm off my f**king meds but I'm on an electric scooter
I might just scoot by and shoot
My mum in the neck with rugers
Spit in Jasons face while I vomit on Freddy Krugar
They can't even get Jeffrey Dahmer to pet the cougar
Now I'm gone get the rectal thermometer get the lubra
Cation and get the patient some Darvocet to chew cuz
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
How far will he take it
And when will he stop
B o B I done told you once homie to easy up geez
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
Cause I will never lay down
And I will never let up
I guess things are gonna
Get much worse 'fore they get better
With the soul of a Sharman
I leave the beat than vomit
Like a bullemic woman with an uneasy stomach
I pass by people on the street
They seem like sheep and zombies
Stiffer than a therapeutic pair of jeans you run in
So can you hear me coming
Eminem this beat is absolutely disgusting
It's probably go diseases on it
I'm just being honest
I can see the comments
I can see the evolution as we creep up on it
I put that music in your veins like a needle junkie
Sh*t I just do this for the haters
I don't need the money
I diarrhea on track so it needs plunging
Somebody tell these girls please release my undies
Nobody really understands my language
I find it complicated just to hold a conversation
But still I got a whole lot of patience
Sittin'back watching Earth from my Space station
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
How far will he take it
And when will he stop
Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up
But you just won't listen will ya
Nah I guess not
You just can't can ya man I can't stand ya
You're rotten what you plottin'for us
Man when are you gonna let up
I guess things are gonna get
Much worse 'fore they get better
Oh my gosh I put Natasha Bendingfield in a washer
Watch it go from rinse to spin cycle
It's like I got ya hypnotising like I gotcha
I gotcha pychologically f**ked
Michael would like an apology what
Tell that psycho to stick a Tyco truck
And a white tricycle up his butt
And glue the seat of bicycle to his nuts
I'm as cold as a muthaf**king icicle on my nut
I ain't nuttin'nice
Man I like to pull knives and I like to cut
The poster addict for post tramatic stress
I guess this is the most dramatic I've been in a while
This is the closest that it's come
To the Marshall Mathers
I can hear him start to gather
I don't paint the portrait of the
Picture perfect Partridge family
This ain't your orphan Annie
No this is more uncanny
Kick down Dakota Fannings front
Door while the whore is tanning
He can't say whore
Of course he can
Man he just saw her fanny
Then murdered her while he danced
Around the room and wore her panties
There's no need to say sh*t you already know
The question is just how far will this go
How far will he take it
And when will he stop
Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up
But you just won't listen will ya
Nah I guess not
You just can't can ya
Man I can't stand ya
You're rotten what you plottin'for us
Man when are you gonna let up
I guess things are gonna get much
Worse 'fore they get better
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