Lucifer

Lucifer (Explicit) - Eminem (埃米纳姆)

Lyrics by：Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers/Andre Young/Thomas Cheval/S. Jordan/Andreas Holten/Hans van Hemert

Composed by：Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers/Andre Young/Thomas Cheval/S. Jordan/Andreas Holten/Hans van Hemert

Produced by：Callus/Dr. Dre/Eminem

The coup de grace is the final shot

Right between the eyes

Also known

Haha

As the kill shot

People yeah

Something to stop the pain

Woo it feels so good to be back

Alright here we go alright

Bad

I'ma start this I got it

Before I get banned kicked off Twitter

And TikTok 'cause they so damn ticked off bitter

They want me to bounce

Like what

Like a fabric softener

We just got rid of Ye go kick rocks with him

Ayy

But Dre on beats with the white-faced blondie on the mic is like

What

Havin' Steady B and Cool C in the ride

Like we rap and did a little bank robbery on the side

So they want beef we can make like Bonnie and collide

Haters can meet the same exact fate as my dad wait

Least he didn't miss me graduate

Okay yeah great

But Mom do I still act eight

Uh maybe a little Debbie

What

Like a snack cake

Slut

But if this is what he do to his mom

Imagine what he'd do to you I'm a lunatic armed

And if it's you I used to clip on for you to respond

Is ludicrous ma look at what your uterus spawned Lucifer

This must be a cold day in Hell

Yeah

Tell me what have we done

Woah

Take me out my misery

I bought Heaven when it was up for sale

And now I need a refund bae

Yeah wait what the ****

Where'd I put my

I think someone messed with my meds probably

I bet it's my ex Molly that I've bludgeoned to death

Already severed the head I smell the fresh scent of flesh rotting

So it's breakfast in bed if I wake up next to a dead body

Ah

Multiple lacerations contusions abrasions bruises

Hallucinations delusions abusive my language usage

They lose it when Dre produced it as soon as he plays the music

It's lunacy treat the beat like a choice Shady chews it

Now all I see is dollar signs losers

***** I was in them trenches like them Columbine shooters

I was down bad broke and almost abandoned hope