Trouble歌词

作词 : Marshall Mathers/F. Nassar/D. Abernathy
作曲 : Marshall Mathers/F. Nassar/D. Abernathy
Alright, here, drink this
What is it?
Shut up and drink it
No
I said drink it, bitch
The ****?
The **** are you tryin' to do?
Get us cancelled
Ayo
**** blind people
What?
And deaf people suck (Yeah)
Stop
So do cripples
No
Dumb quadriplegic ****s with Christopher Reeve's luck (Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
Shady, Jesus, what the ****?
Oh, here comes Marshall to try to clean this up
Shut up
What's the matter, Marshall? Your penis tucked?
Aw, the big, bad rapper just get his feewings hurt?
Let me go, you bitch, huh
Or what, genius, huh?
You gonna cancel me, yeah? Gen-Z me, bruh?
Little pussy, what's wrong? Thought you was dreaming, huh?
When you gonna realize that we ****in' need each other?