On Fire (Explicit) - Eminem (埃米纳姆)
Lyrics by:Marshall Mathers/D. Porter/C. Wilson/L. Wilson/R. Wilson
Composed by:Marshall Mathers/D. Porter/C. Wilson/L. Wilson/R. Wilson
You know critics man
Critics never got nothing nice to say man
You know the one thing I notice about critics man is
Critics never ask me how my day went
Well I'mma tell 'em
Yesterday my dog died I hog tied a ho tied her in a bow
Said next time you blog try to spit a flow
You wanna criticize dog try a little mo'
I'm so tired of this I could blow fire in the hole
I'm fired up so fire up the lighter and the dro
Better hold on a little tighter here I go
Flows tighter hot headed as Ghost Rider
Cold hearted as Spiderman throwing a spider in the snow
So you better get lower than Florida
Inside of a lowrider with no tires in the hole
Why am I like this why is winter cold
Why is it when I talk I'm so biased to the h*es
Listen dog Christmas is off this is as soft as it gets
This isn't golf this is a blistering assault
Those are your wounds this is the salt so get lost
S**t dissing me is just like pissing off the Wizard of Oz
Wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the Jaws with it
Grab the scissors and saws and cut out your livers gizzards and balls
Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with Jaws
So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw
Then describe how it tasted like dessert to us all
Got the gall to make Chris piss in his drawers
Tickle him go to his grave skip him and visit his dog
You're on fire
That's how you know you're on a roll
'Cause when you hot
It's like your burning up everyone else's cold
You're on fire
Man I'm so f**king sick I got ambulances pulling me over and s**t
You're on fire
You need to stop drop and roll
'Cause when you say the s**t to get the whole hip hop shop to blow
You're on fire you're on fire
I just put a bulls**t hook in between two long a*s verses
If you mistook this for a song look
This ain't a song
It's a warning to Brooke Hogan and David Cook
That the crook just took over so book
Run as fast as you can stop writing and kill it
I'm lightning in a skillet you're a f**king flash in a pan
I pop up you b***hes scatter like hot grease splashing a fan
Mr. Mathers is the man
Yeah I'm pissed but I would rather
Take this energy and stash it in a can
Come back and whip your a*s with it again
Saliva's like sulfuric acid in your hand
It'll eat through anything metal the a*s of Iron Man
Turn him into plastic
So for you to think that you could stand a f**king chance is asinine
Yeah ask Denaun man
Hit a blind man with a coloring book and told him color inside the lines
Or get hit with a flyin' crayon f**k it I ain't playing