EMINEM - Wicked Ways lyrics

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2 x Hook:

I'm getting by with my wicked ways

I'm loading up and I'm taking names

I want to dig my way to hell

I want to dig my way to hell

[Verse 1:]

Guess I got a way with words I could get away with murder

Ever heard of Aspergers? It's a rare condition

It's what you're suffering from when you simply don't care if it’s an

80 degree day and there’s no fricken air conditioning

And you can't see the big terrace risen

'Cus you got the windows up blaring the system in your chevrolet prism

The devil ain't on the level same as him

Just someone who rebels in straight masochism

And imagine him giving him an adjective an

ass whooping so bad they should put his ass in prison

I word bully I verbally abuse verbs like he did something to me personally

Used forgetfully so I cut class and ditch it now I fully rap

Caddilac from a K Car, My ass from a hole in a ground,

still can't tell a [?]

Came straight out the trailer park screaming I'm proud

To shop at k-mart and it became art

And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as they are

To this day I still get in fights with the same broad

At the same Walmart arguing over the same cart

In the middle of the aisle whilin I don't give a fvck I don't play!

You think you saw this basket first?

Yeah backwards like motherfvcking Bob and Silent Jay

Illest shit you could think I would say

Mind's like a pile of clay

When's the last time you saw a villain with a cape?

Put a gaping hole in it …

Tied him around my neck went down the fire escape

of the Empire State

Straight fell straight down to the ground splattered all

over the entire state

And straight to hell got an impaled by the gates

So Satan stuck his face in an ashtray

But I sacheted around flames with a match and

I gave him the gas face..

And this got nothing to do with a scalar

By the way thoughts are getting darker by the day

I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay

It's a fvcking miracle to be this lyrical

Paint my face with clown makeup and a smiley face I'm insane

Every rhyme I say .. like an ultra violet ray

I'm sellin hatred buffet style all the shit you can eat

$11.99 so come on and pile a plate

I'm throwin' down the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise

With the rhyme I'm spittin while I'm shittin' on the competition

In the meantime it's always mean time

2 x Hook:

I'm getting by with my wicked ways

I'm loading up and I'm taking names

I want to dig my way to hell

I want to dig my way to hell

[Verse 2:]

I've been a career asshole

I don't see why these people always got my back

I done said so much fvcked up shit, I was born a mistake

But I was put here not by accident

I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish

Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit

And I'm coming to get that quarter back

.. the drama can build

Your mama can ask me for my autograph

That cougars a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the book

But I sure would fall for that

You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher fight

When I get on the mic I'm a snap

Make you wish the ambulance that took me to the

hospital when I overdosed would have caught a flat

If it makes you sick to your stomach pass it

Indigestion my suggestions ..

If it feels like I'm running away with the game

Its 'cus I am don't speculate spectate

All I got is .. days and insults for decades

But I get by my wicked ways lady you can suck a dick till your neck aches

Cry till you get puffed eyes red face

But I'm leaving on this jet plane …..

I'm sick of pounding a squarepagan around all ?? of the catchrays

But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my storage over headspace

Cuz you just ain't big enough to fit your damage ???

Other words don't try to put the heart in a headcase

Cuz baby stable mentally I ain't I need my meds I peed my bed

I'm going blind I don't see my legs I keep on falling down

No wonder you can't stand me I need my cane

Someone help me I think my face is melting

You .. my grains these maggot in my brain

This G-I-A-N-T hole in my empty head

If you read my mind you can see my pain

And you'd see why I'd be this way

Ever since I was .. playin' with ..

Or shut the P-I-E hoes that peep my game

2 x Hook:

I'm getting by with my wicked ways

I'm loading up and I'm taking names

I want to dig my way to hell

I want to dig my way to hell

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