EMINEM - Baby lyrics

Eminem with “Baby” Found on the deluxe edition of 'The Marshall Mathers LP 2'


Baby lyrics

[Verse 1]
One thousand different houses and munchausen
I'mma make you wanna punch out some f*ckin' one "ouch"
What the f*ck'd you hit me for?
Scream life as I punch counter and bunches out of anger
I once encountered a stranger, in a dumb gown,
Black hood with a scythe
Shit, I laughed in his face spit
Bitch gave me an extra life, like take this
Now get your ass back in that game
Bitch don't take sh*t for granted
And don't take sh*t, give it!
Only bull you should take is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and mighty Thor
I Everlast, pen is mightier than sword
Finish writing then record
Replenish keep writing more
Nothing's riding on it but your prime is all you're fighting for
So you fight, scratch, you claw
Backs to wall
No one was there to catch you fall
You pick yourself back up, you dust your jacket off
You grab your balls, like they're gargantuan and
Ask yourself how f*cking bad you want it
Pull out your pass for whoopin' ass and flash it on em'
Nobodies gonna back you in the corner
You're a hornet
No one's more ig-norant then you f*ckin' four in the morning you're at the laboratory, storming
Like there's nothing that's more important
MC's you better consider this a formal warning, you're in for it!
Girl, what would you do if I said your body was off the chain?
And I told you I smile every single time I saw your face?
I ain't finished bitch
I meant in half, oil the blades
Nobody wants to play
They say I'm a spoiled little baby
But

[Hook]
Nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cus that baby get's mad
And get's to throwing a tantrum
He'll f*cking flip on ya

Cus' nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to warn ya
Cus that baby get's mad
And get's to throwing a tantrum
He'll f*cking flip on ya


[Verse 2]
What goes through an addict's brain?
Besides static pain and Big Daddy Kane
Break, beats and words
An erratic train of thought
Like splatter paint
Scatter brain
Yeah maybe why that explains
Why you're back but you don't rap the same "yeah"
And you're looking way thinner
Because your hunger got you looking like
They took away dinner
"chooka" Sugar Ray Leonard wouldn't sugar coat a f*cking booger though
Just to wipe that bitch on a hooker's coat
When you say you're a "chooka what? chooka"
Now fling that bitch from your fingertips
I hope it lands on another rap singers lips
Who can't think of sh*t
Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit
Show who's king of this f*cking English Lit?
Let your middle fingers flip on each hand,
Whilst extending this sh*t
How low can you go?
Lower then Chuck D ho
Hear the bass of this in my voice
Rocky's back, where my Adrians?
Nobodies crazy as shady in an eighty million mile radius
I'm what Tom Brady is to the patriots to rap
Not a man, I'm a weapon
Who just happened to be a rapper
Who just happen to be on the crapper
When it happened I had an epiphany, in the bathroom, I'd never be the same after
Now I'm back with an appe-tite for destruction and a f*cking recipe for disaster
So let's eat cos' I'm famished
Every deed is a dastardly one
Evil its past it
Even you asking for me to be po-lite to people
Is like me having my teeth pulled

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
So step inside a dimension
The demented side of a mind
That's like the inside of an engine
While I multiply your undivided attention
But be reminded that if I didn't mention
I lose my mind and my temper
You'll be the first one who finds him offensive
Got em' climbing the fences
Lost some time to addiction
But look up rhyme in the dictio-nary
I'm in the picture
Eminem is the synonym for it
I'm an enigma!
Fuck it, let's get to the meat, balls
I'm gonna skip the veg and potatoes
Edgamacater, they are
Shit legends are made-a
Spit treachreous data
Shit that you would say to your worst enemy
This wretched is
What you get when you mix Treach with a Jada
And combine em' with Method Man and Redman
Whit meth-amphetamines in his left hand
And in his right there's a sledge-hammer
And pajamas, standing in front of a webcam
Beating themselves in the head, til Russell let's em' off dead jam
Maybe I need my head exam
Hannibal Lecter with a dead lamb
Hanging from his ceiling dripping with a bed pan
I need meds!
Swear to god cus' If I go off the edge
T.I ain't talking me off a ledge man
Heart throb at a fart, ah nah
More like a smart slob, part blob
That'll stab you with a sharp ob-ject
To the heart and leave claw marks all over the Wal-Mart walls!
Little baby with large balls!
Fuck mud slinging, I'm blood flinging
There's nothing on this f*cking earth better then being
A king of the playground
I hate the swings but I love being the underdog
Cos when I'm pushed
I end up swinging "up"


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