Marsh

作曲 : M Mathers/L. Resto

My name is Marsh and this world, I'm out of it (Out of it)

'Cause with all this A-B-C shit, I'm startin' to sound like alphabet

Ha! I kill me, this medicine's counterfeit

I was mislead by the sound of it

How am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit?

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 ****in' ***** to the curb

But the word \"****in'\" ain't meant to be a descriptive word

The type of ***** she is ain't no adjective, it's a verb

Ho thinks her snatch is magical but that's how she attracts men

And who traps 'em and attack similar to an actual arachnid

Or a vaginal tarantula or black widow

In fact it'll be nothing to throw that lil' ***** with a capital B

At the back window out the black Cadillac 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 *****, I can't outrap Reynolds

Apparently it'll be great but a napkin'll do

Return of the whack sicko

Head spinnin' like invisible scratch pickles

Yeah, Shady's back, see the bat signal

It's time to go bat shit, like you accidentally ate a Louisville slugger and crapped it

I'd like to introduce myself

Hi there, ***** my name is-

My name is Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)

S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)

Call me extra, extra terrestrial

Extra, extra, extra terrestrial

I could keep beefing

**** is the point?

I could make it really difficult for mother****ers to come to Detroit

If you're still looking for smoke, I already gave you an L

I'd rather just see you in hell but I should get puff on the joint (Diddy)

Wait, run it back, I said gave you an L, in hell

Puff on the joint, I am the blunt you avoid

Used to get jumped for my poems

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 the tantrum I was throwing

Like a mother****in' disgruntled employee

I don't cut the beat till I ****in' destroy it

Once I get going rain thunder it's storming

Puddles are forming, I hear somebody's voice

In my head said it's still a dream

Then he said kill emcee's

Trippie Redd, with pills on lean

Sippin' meds in the limousine

Getting head, guillotine

My name is Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)

S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)

Call me extra, extra terrestrial

Extra, extra, extra terrestrial

Yeah

So all of y'all can just suck a penis (Suck a penis)

I'll do the opposite (I'll do the opposite)

Eat you *****es like *********** (Like ***********)

There ain't no stopping it (There ain't no stopping it)

They say I'm such a genius (They say I'm such a genius)

When that kamikaze hits (When that kamikaze hits)

Now they call me \"Butter fingers\" (They call me \"Butter fingers\")

'Cause I just keep droppin' shit (I just keep droppin' shit)

You wanna butt heads? Shut up Beavis, ha ha

I got your ***** with her butt out

I'm hittin' a lick and she stickin' her tongue out

You got no hitters, you might be pitchin' a shut out

She 'bout to give up the dug out

I should just live in a nut house

Right now, I live in an igloo (Yeah)

And I'm not chillin' the **** 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 ****ing headstand (Yeah)

So why, w-w-why else, would I call myself an alien

How could I hit a dry spell (Yeah), I'm named after the wet lands

I'm Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)

S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural

Call me extra, extra terrestrial

Extra, extra, extra terrestrial

My name is Marsh and, my name is, my name is

My name is Marsh

[00:00.150] 作曲 : M Mathers/L. Resto

[00:00.300]My name is Marsh and this world, I'm out of it (Out of it)

[00:03.801]'Cause with all this A-B-C shit, I'm startin' to sound like alphabet

[00:07.641]Ha! I kill me, this medicine's counterfeit

[00:10.749]I was mislead by the sound of it

[00:12.212]How am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit?

[00:15.713]Checked in at the Royal Garden

[00:17.228]To chill and avoid my problems

[00:18.900]Until paranoia caused me to feel like I'm going bonkers

[00:22.243]For real, think my toilet's talkin'

[00:23.967]I spilled like, like forty bottles of pills

[00:25.953]Think your boy is startin' to feel like a spoiled carton of milk

[00:29.140]'Cause it just occurred

[00:30.968]My girl's cheatin', I'm kickin' that ****in' ***** to the curb

[00:33.842]But the word \"****in'\" ain't meant to be a descriptive word

[00:37.446]The type of ***** she is ain't no adjective, it's a verb

[00:41.182]Ho thinks her snatch is magical but that's how she attracts men

[00:43.846]And who traps 'em and attack similar to an actual arachnid

[00:46.485]Or a vaginal tarantula or black widow

[00:48.392]In fact it'll be nothing to throw that lil' ***** with a capital B

[00:51.108]At the back window out the black Cadillac limo like a whack demo

[00:53.982]When I'm strapped, when I spit rapid, like a ratchet

[00:55.993]A halfwit, I'll aim at, then I'll

[00:57.404]Been fire *****, I can't outrap Reynolds

[00:58.893]Apparently it'll be great but a napkin'll do

[01:00.669]Return of the whack sicko

[01:02.289]Head spinnin' like invisible scratch pickles

[01:03.726]Yeah, Shady's back, see the bat signal

[01:05.554]It's time to go bat shit, like you accidentally ate a Louisville slugger and crapped it

[01:09.394]I'd like to introduce myself

[01:10.753]Hi there, ***** my name is-

[01:12.163]My name is Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)

[01:14.854]S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)

[01:17.884]Call me extra, extra terrestrial

[01:20.993]Extra, extra, extra terrestrial

[01:24.911]I could keep beefing

[01:26.504]**** is the point?

[01:27.837]I could make it really difficult for mother****ers to come to Detroit

[01:31.102]If you're still looking for smoke, I already gave you an L

[01:34.263]I'd rather just see you in hell but I should get puff on the joint (Diddy)

[01:37.763]Wait, run it back, I said gave you an L, in hell

[01:39.540]Puff on the joint, I am the blunt you avoid

[01:41.551]Used to get jumped for my poems

[01:42.962]When I was growin' up they said a slinky's a wonderful toy

[01:45.443]My mother thought I was such a fun little boy

[01:47.193]\"Oh, what a bundle of joy!\"

[01:48.395]Until the morning she suffered a punch in the groin

[01:50.354]From the tantrum I was throwing

[01:51.660]Like a mother****in' disgruntled employee

[01:53.254]I don't cut the beat till I ****in' destroy it

[01:54.847]Once I get going rain thunder it's storming

[01:56.441]Puddles are forming, I hear somebody's voice

[01:58.269]In my head said it's still a dream

[01:59.758]Then he said kill emcee's

[02:01.038]Trippie Redd, with pills on lean

[02:02.266]Sippin' meds in the limousine

[02:03.468]Getting head, guillotine

[02:04.695]My name is Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)

[02:07.752]S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)

[02:10.834]Call me extra, extra terrestrial

[02:13.917]Extra, extra, extra terrestrial

[02:16.921]Yeah

[02:17.495]So all of y'all can just suck a penis (Suck a penis)

[02:19.428]I'll do the opposite (I'll do the opposite)

[02:20.865]Eat you *****es like *********** (Like ***********)

[02:22.798]There ain't no stopping it (There ain't no stopping it)

[02:24.392]They say I'm such a genius (They say I'm such a genius)

[02:25.985]When that kamikaze hits (When that kamikaze hits)

[02:27.605]Now they call me \"Butter fingers\" (They call me \"Butter fingers\")

[02:29.355]'Cause I just keep droppin' shit (I just keep droppin' shit)

[02:30.844]You wanna butt heads? Shut up Beavis, ha ha

[02:32.673]I got your ***** with her butt out

[02:33.926]I'm hittin' a lick and she stickin' her tongue out

[02:35.990]You got no hitters, you might be pitchin' a shut out

[02:38.420]She 'bout to give up the dug out

[02:40.117]I should just live in a nut house

[02:41.711]Right now, I live in an igloo (Yeah)

[02:43.252]And I'm not chillin' the **** out

[02:44.898]Treat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild with red hair and

[02:47.667]Plus I get dough like Ed Sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man

[02:51.324]I'm a stan of Redman, X-Clan and I'm a Treach fan

[02:54.354]But I look up to myself (Yeah)

[02:56.235]Like a ****ing headstand (Yeah)

[02:57.672]So why, w-w-why else, would I call myself an alien

[03:01.015]How could I hit a dry spell (Yeah), I'm named after the wet lands

[03:04.333]I'm Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)

[03:06.919]S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural

[03:10.393]Call me extra, extra terrestrial

[03:11.151]Extra, extra, extra terrestrial

[03:14.051]My name is Marsh and, my name is, my name is

[03:17.237]My name is Marsh