eminem & white gold - bad one lyrics
[intro: eminem]
yo, dre
yeah
i’ma just lay back on this one
let me apologize in advance (i like that)
f+ck it, forgive me (alright)
f+ck it, i don’t mean to sound (you ready?) arrogant (f+ck it, yeah) but
[verse 1: eminem]
so come get in line like santa and climb up inside my lap
while i devise a plan
, am
an artist who can draw a crowd like a diagram
but that don’t change my attitude, i got a bad one
[chorus: white gold]
i got a bad one
she just gotta put up with my sh+t, i’m going platinum
you just gotta put up with my wrist, i’m going diamond
i just put fidel up on the link, i’m going gold now
i love all of my records, but she said i got a bad one
she just gotta put up with my sh+t, i’m going platinum
you just gotta put up with my wrist, i’m going diamond
i just fidel up on the link, i’m going gold now
i love all of my records, but she said i got a bad one
[verse 2: eminem]
yeah
one minute, you’re here, next minute, you’re gone, don’t sit there and scoff
lil’ b+tch, you can knock the sh+t about me being immature off
it isn’t my fault, the liquor is often twisting my thoughts
you said you’re looking for miniature golf
thought you said looking for men to jerk off
your mouth is a hole (what?), that means my d+ck is engulfed
sick as a dog with croup cough (what?)
anything can set my mood off, attitude, i’ve always had one
my temper is like the b+tch i just scooped up, i got a bad one
[chorus: white gold]
i got a bad one
she just gotta put up with my sh+t, i’m going platinum
you just gotta put up with my wrist, i’m going diamond
i just put fidel up on the link, i’m going gold now
i love all of my records, but she said i got a bad one
she just gotta put up with my sh+t, i’m going platinum
you just gotta put up with my wrist, i’m going diamond
i just fidel up on the link, i’m going gold now
i love all of my records, but she said i got a bad one
[verse 3: eminem]
it ain’t my fault, but like sock puppets, i had a hand in it
one of the greatest who did it, look what i came up through
you never made it to the level that i made it to
so similar to a dinner table, i ate at you (sorry)
haters, i made a few
and me offending you’s nothing new (nah)
f+ck it, it’s what i love to do
’cause all i do is write the rhymes and then wait for that beat to play, spit ’em
trigger finger, make like a green beret like he would get a submachine to spray with ’em
then i’m f+cked either way
the people still seem to think they want the old me ’til they get him
got ’em up in arms like monkey bars
in front of his house where all his buddies are
just another day at the office, but it seems like marsh’s f+cking job is done
my male ego
is the size of the belly on jelly roll
and b+tch, i got a bad one
[chorus: white gold]
i got a bad one
she just gotta put up with my sh+t, i’m going platinum
you just gotta put up with my wrist, i’m going diamond
i just put fidel up on the link, i’m going gold now
i love all of my records, but she said i got a bad one
she just gotta put up with my sh+t, i’m going platinum
you just gotta put up with my wrist, i’m going diamond
i just fidel up on the link, i’m going gold now
i love all of my records, but she said i got a bad one
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