DROP THE BOMB ON' EM
[Eminem]
Yeah boy,
dem better to ring the alarm boy,
Dem know
what's coming boy,
[Verse 1]
Oh my God, fucking
Bomboclat
I'm hard as Kenard, the little boy who shot Omar in The
Wire,
Tie a whore up with barbwire, nothing but a bra boy,
I'm the real
deal, and charbroil her on the bonfire,
And Bon Voyage bitch, I'm like Chef
Boyar-
-dee in this bitch; send a bomb to my moms lawyer
Im a problem for
ya, boy you think your Tom Sawyer,
Til I pull you out the fucking story book
and stomp on ya,
Fucking fictitional characters and fariytales,
Prepare
yourself for Captain America on Ferris Wheels,
But it aint fiction its fact
boy beware its real
Them lyrics you wield equals zero to a hero
shield
Mister fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants parasail
Fall, hit the
trampoline, bounce and grab a pair of stilts
And I aint wearing zilch, zip,
zero, nothing, no nada,
Like you fa'da fucking you're
ma'da
[Chorus]
Drop the bomb on em,
Please don't drop the
bomb on me,
Shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb
on them,
I don't want no doggone beef,
See? Aint no reason to sick the
dogs on me,
Drop the bomb on em,
Please don't drop the bomb on
me,
Shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb on
em
I dont want the dog on me,
See? Aint no reason to sick the dogs on
me,
[Verse 2]
Boy, I'm the real McCoy,
You little boys can't
even fill voids,
Party's over kids, kill the noise,
Here come the kill
joys,
Me and Dre the steel alloys,
The rap crown royals,
Who scalp
cowboys
Now how that sound for ya,
Yeah boy you know we about to put it
down for ya,
So kick ya shoes off in the foyer
Have a sound voyage,
And
sayonara see ya fuckers tommorow,
Get some R and R and marinate in some
marinara,
And have a coke and a smile, dont make me open a jar,
Whip ass
on ya, thats the last straw your hoping to draw,
Yeah you fresher than most
boy, I'm just doper than all boy,
Boy I'm that boy, boy them boys boy them no
up to par,
I just show up go up to the stage and blow up the spot,
There
aint no boy who can do what I do boy I'm a star,
Boy, I told you boy, I'm a
Soldier boy, I'm DeShaun,
Holten in this bitch, I'm the Proof boy your a
fraud,
I'll destroy ya boy, fuck around and blow ya to sod
Oh my god boy,
you didn't go there, no you did not,
I got a whole story board for you, boy
your da plot,
Your gettin got whether you try to avoid it or not,
Apology
not accepted boy, Detroit is a rock,
We get to beefing, aint no telling at what point it will stop,
All I got to do is point to the spot,
When the
bomb drops boy does it drop,
And when it does boy there's a
problem,
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Boy dont jinx
yourself,
Boy I'm Michael Spinks with the belt,
Stringer Bell boy, my name
rings bells for itself,
I'm sick as hell boy,
You better run and tell
someone else,
Bringing hell, boy singing telegrams will get dealt,
And to
that boy on them sedative meds
Who said he was better,
I bet he never seen
Freddie in a Black and red little sweater,
Back better than ever,
The
chedder shredder the grater the beef grinder
I'll settle vendettas a little
later,
Giving haters incubators, think ya made a mistake,
By saying shady
was ghost I aint even close the gate
You 'bout one foot in the grave, just
stay put and behave,
Im bout to turn this fucking place to Beirut in a
day
So hey wouldn't you say I'm the shit,
Couldn't agree with ya more, If
you were to say that my fuckin shit doesn't stink,
Shady fuckin' Aftermath
boy, the ship doesn't sink,
It just floats in the fucking water, till we fill
up the tank,
[Chorus]
Yeah boy,
dem better to ring the alarm boy,
Dem know
what's coming boy,
[Verse 1]
Oh my God, fucking
Bomboclat
I'm hard as Kenard, the little boy who shot Omar in The
Wire,
Tie a whore up with barbwire, nothing but a bra boy,
I'm the real
deal, and charbroil her on the bonfire,
And Bon Voyage bitch, I'm like Chef
Boyar-
-dee in this bitch; send a bomb to my moms lawyer
Im a problem for
ya, boy you think your Tom Sawyer,
Til I pull you out the fucking story book
and stomp on ya,
Fucking fictitional characters and fariytales,
Prepare
yourself for Captain America on Ferris Wheels,
But it aint fiction its fact
boy beware its real
Them lyrics you wield equals zero to a hero
shield
Mister fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants parasail
Fall, hit the
trampoline, bounce and grab a pair of stilts
And I aint wearing zilch, zip,
zero, nothing, no nada,
Like you fa'da fucking you're
ma'da
[Chorus]
Drop the bomb on em,
Please don't drop the
bomb on me,
Shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb
on them,
I don't want no doggone beef,
See? Aint no reason to sick the
dogs on me,
Drop the bomb on em,
Please don't drop the bomb on
me,
Shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb on
em
I dont want the dog on me,
See? Aint no reason to sick the dogs on
me,
[Verse 2]
Boy, I'm the real McCoy,
You little boys can't
even fill voids,
Party's over kids, kill the noise,
Here come the kill
joys,
Me and Dre the steel alloys,
The rap crown royals,
Who scalp
cowboys
Now how that sound for ya,
Yeah boy you know we about to put it
down for ya,
So kick ya shoes off in the foyer
Have a sound voyage,
And
sayonara see ya fuckers tommorow,
Get some R and R and marinate in some
marinara,
And have a coke and a smile, dont make me open a jar,
Whip ass
on ya, thats the last straw your hoping to draw,
Yeah you fresher than most
boy, I'm just doper than all boy,
Boy I'm that boy, boy them boys boy them no
up to par,
I just show up go up to the stage and blow up the spot,
There
aint no boy who can do what I do boy I'm a star,
Boy, I told you boy, I'm a
Soldier boy, I'm DeShaun,
Holten in this bitch, I'm the Proof boy your a
fraud,
I'll destroy ya boy, fuck around and blow ya to sod
Oh my god boy,
you didn't go there, no you did not,
I got a whole story board for you, boy
your da plot,
Your gettin got whether you try to avoid it or not,
Apology
not accepted boy, Detroit is a rock,
We get to beefing, aint no telling at what point it will stop,
All I got to do is point to the spot,
When the
bomb drops boy does it drop,
And when it does boy there's a
problem,
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Boy dont jinx
yourself,
Boy I'm Michael Spinks with the belt,
Stringer Bell boy, my name
rings bells for itself,
I'm sick as hell boy,
You better run and tell
someone else,
Bringing hell, boy singing telegrams will get dealt,
And to
that boy on them sedative meds
Who said he was better,
I bet he never seen
Freddie in a Black and red little sweater,
Back better than ever,
The
chedder shredder the grater the beef grinder
I'll settle vendettas a little
later,
Giving haters incubators, think ya made a mistake,
By saying shady
was ghost I aint even close the gate
You 'bout one foot in the grave, just
stay put and behave,
Im bout to turn this fucking place to Beirut in a
day
So hey wouldn't you say I'm the shit,
Couldn't agree with ya more, If
you were to say that my fuckin shit doesn't stink,
Shady fuckin' Aftermath
boy, the ship doesn't sink,
It just floats in the fucking water, till we fill
up the tank,
[Chorus]