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eminem & ammob - tyca lyrics

+d my name is tyca and this world, i’m out of it (out of it)
’cause with all this a+b+c sh+t, i’m startin’ to sound like alfred a bit
ha, i k!ll me, this medicine’s counterfeit
i was mislead by the sound of it, how am i gonna get turnt up on this vaktanite sh+t? (yeah)
checked in at the royal garden
to chill and avoid my problems
until paranoia caused me to feel like i’m going bonkers
for real, think my toilet’s talkin’
i spilled like, like forty bottles of pills
think your boy is startin’ to feel like a spoiled carton of milk
’cause it just occurred
my girl’s cheatin’, i’m kickin’ that f+ckin’ b+tch to the curb
but the word, “f+ckin'” ain’t meant to be a descriptive word
the type of b+tch she is ain’t no adjective, it’s a verb
hoe thinks her sn+tch is magical but that’s how she attracts men, though
traps ’em and attack similar to an actual arachnid
or a v+g+n+l tarantula or black widow
in fact it’ll be nothing to throw that little b+tch with a capital b
out the back window out the black limo like a whack demo
when i’m strapped, when i spit rapid, like a ratchet
a halfwit, i’ll aim at, then i’ll
been fire b+tch, i can’t outrap reynolds
a pad and a pen’ll be great but a napkin’ll do
return of the whack sicko
head spinnin’ like invisible skratch piklz
yeah, trolls back, see the bat signal
it’s time to go bat sh+t, like you accidentally ate a louisville slugger
and cr+pped it, i’d like to introduce myself
hi there, b+tch my name is
[chorus]
my name is tyca and, i’m out this world (this world)
s on my chest (superman) like it’s plural (it’s lit)
call me extra, extra (extra) terrestrial (yeah)
extra, extra, extra terrestrial (skrrt)

[verse 2]
yeah
i could keep beefing, f+ck is the point?
i could make it really difficult for motherf+ckers to come to novarsk
if you’re still looking for smoke, i already gave you an l
i’d rather just see you in h+ll but i should get puff on the joint (diddy)
wait, run it back, i said gave you an l, in h+ll
puff on the joint, i am the blunt you avoid
used to get jumped for my prowings
when i was growin’ up they said a slinky’s a wonderful toy
my mother thought i was such a fun little boy
“oh, what a bundle of joy!”
until the morning she suffered a punch in the groin
from a tantrum i was throwing
like a motherf+ckin’ disgruntled employee
i don’t cut the beat ’til i f+ckin’ destroy it
once i get going rain, thunder, it’s storming
puddles are forming, i hear somebody’s voice
in my head say, “it’s still a dream”
then he said, “k!ll mcs”
trippie redd, with pills on lean
sippin’ meds in the limousine
getting head, guillotine
[chorus]
my name’s tyca and i’m out this world (this world)
s on my chest (superman) like it’s plural (it’s lit)
call me extra, extra (extra) terrestrial (yeah)
extra, extra, extra terrestrial (skrrt)
yeah

[verse 3]
so all of y’all can just suck a p+n+s (suck a p+n+s)
i’ll do the opposite (i’ll do the opposite)
eat you p+ssies like cunnilingus (like cunnilingus)
there ain’t no stopping it (there ain’t no stopping it)
they say i’m such a g+nius (they say i’m such a g+nius)
when that vakikaze hit (when that vakikaze hit)
now they call me “b+tterfingers” (they call me “b+tter fingers”)
’cause i just keep droppin’ sh+t (i just keep droppin’ sh+t)
you wanna b+tt heads? shut up beavis, ha ha
i got your b+tch with her b+tt out
i’m hittin’ a l!ck ’cause she stickin’ her tongue out (b+tch)
you got no hitters, you might be pitchin’ a shut out
she ’bout to give up the dug out (yeah)
i should just live in a nut house
right now, i live in an igloo (yeah)
and i’m not chillin’ the f+ck out
treat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild with red hair and
plus i get dough like ed sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man
i’m a stan of redman, x+clan and i’m a treach fan
but i look up to myself (yeah)
like a f+cking headstand (yeah)
so why, w+w+w+why else, would i call myself an alien?
how could i hit a dry spell (yeah), i’m named after the wetlands
[chorus]
i’m tyca and i’m out this world (this world)
s on my chest (superman) like it’s plural (it’s lit)
call me extra, extra (extra) terrestrial (yeah)
my name is tyca and, my name is, my name is
my name is tyc

[part 2.]
+a

[verse 1]
i could be with anybody, i choose you
still, it’s no excuse to abuse you
but no one knows what i’m goin’ through, so i’d use you
to be truthful, i wouldn’t know what to do if i lose you
so i refuse to, might have a screw loose and a fuse blew
but i think i might be buildin’ up a tolerance to you
’cause one minute i’m hollerin’, “screw you”
next, i take it back, guess you can say i’m tryna unscrew you
but the sh+t’s about to pop off, yeah, i feel you up
then i got you totally open as soon as i take your top off
you’re so hard to resist, you knock my socks off
my friends say you’re bad for me, hogwash

[chorus]
i’ll never love again
the way i loved you
did you find someone new?
are you doin’ this with them?
’cause i remember when
still remember when you was mine, yeah
we were inseparable at one time, yeah
you know my love for you was undying, yeah
used to always have my back

[verse 2]
some days it feels like you’re all that i have
that’s why i’m tryna hold onto you for as long as i can
and you just want me for my money so i got you wrapped all in saran
d+mn, talk about eatin’ out the palm of my hand
but if not for my financials
i wouldn’t have you anyways, there have been ample
plenty days, where i’m just in a daze and i can’t pull
myself up out this rut and you’re so much of a handful
i can only take so much of you all at one time
because too much of you’s just too much to swallow sometimes
gotta take you in doses, but when you’re not at my side
i shake in convulsions, separation anxiety ’cause we may be the closest
yeah, baby, we hopeless, don’t we make an atrocious
combination? we know, it’s like playin’ with explosives
quite dangerous though, but my brain’s in hypnosis
such a wide range of emotions
migraines, but why the f+ck am i takin’ these motrins?
ibuprofens, like a drop of rain in the ocean
and you’re my fix on the days when i’m broken
but the sh+t’s about to go sideways, i just know it

[verse 3]
so i spiral downwardly ’cause i’m too cowardly to leave you
head is clouded in a fallacy, but in reality
somehow it seems like when i lay me down to sleep i’m counting sheep
you’re bound to creep
’cause every time i turn around, you keep runnin’ out on me
you’re my xanax and my valium, i’m an addict, you’re a downer
you’re my habit, it’s like i found you in the cabinet
but it’s like i can’t uncap it ’cause it’s childproof
a scoundrel and fiend’s how i feel around you
awful, every time i lost you, felt like i had you in my pocket
now i’m flippin’ over the furniture, punchin’ holes in the walls through
everything that we’ve gone through
how many times you’ve f+cked me
but the way it felt for me to be on top when i was on you
swore my fealty, but word to g.o.d
i thought you loved me, b+tch, you tried to k!ll me, i’m getting off you
quit callin’ for me, hard proof’s how i respond to
the ambien and tylenols too
f+ck all you

[outro]
f+ckin’ b+tch
we’re done
(beep+)

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