Back To The Music Lyrics - Digital Biography - Eminem

You can sound the alarm 

You can call out your guards 

You can fence in your yard 

You can pull all the cards 

But I wont back down 

Oh no I wont back down 

Oh no 

Cadillacs, Coupe Devilles 

Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels 

Girl Im too for real 

Lose your tooth and nails 

Try to fight it, try to deny it 

Stupid you will feel 

What I do, I do it well 

Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill 

Half a breath left on my death bed 

Screaming F that yeah super ill 

Baby what the deal 

We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal 

Fuck a stank slut 

I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill 

Listen garden tool dont make me introduce you to my power tool 

You know the fucking drill 

How you douche bags feel knowing youre disposable? 

Summers eve Massengill 

Shadys got the mass appeal baby crank the shit 

Cause its your God-damn jam 

You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact 

Well shawty Im that man 

These other cats aint metaphorically where Im at man 

I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said 

Settle ya fuckin ass down Im ready for combat man 

Get it calm batman? 

Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts 

Lines are like mums cat scans 

Cause they fucking dope, bananas 

Hunny I applaude that ass 

Swear to God man these mobs cant dance 

Ma show em how its done 

Spazz like a God Damn Tas, yeah 

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You can sound the alarm 

You can call out your guards 

You can fence in your yard 

You can pull all the cards 

But I wont back down 

Oh no I wont back down 

Oh no 

Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons 

Make like Michael J Fox in the Jaws playin with a etch-a-sketch 

Betcha that youll never guess whos knocking at your door 

People hit the floors 

Yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced 

Girl forget remorse, Ima hit you broads with 

Chriss paws like you pissed him off 

Talented with the tongue muthafucker 

You aint gotta lick in yours 

Hittin licks like Im robbin liquor stores 

Makin cash registers shit their draws 

Think you spit the raw 

Im an uncut slab of beef 

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Laying on your kitchen floor 

Otherwords Im off the meat rack 

Bring the beat back 

Bring me two extension chords 

Imma measure my dick shit I need 6 inches more 

Fuck my dicks big bitch 

Need I remind you that I dont need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig 

Youre addicted Im dope 

Im the longest needle around here 

Need a fix up Im the big shot 

Get it dicks nuts 

Your just small boats little pricks 

Girl you think that other pricks hot 

Ill drink gasoline and eat a lit match 

Fore I sit back and let em get hot 

Better call the cops on em quick fast 

Shadys right back on your bitch ass 

White trash with a half of six pack in his hatchback 

Trailer hitched attached to the back (dispatch) 

You can sound the alarm 

You can call out your guards 

You can fence in your yard 

You can pull all the cards 

But I wont back down 

Oh no I wont back down 

Oh no 

Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping 

Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps 

And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped around him like 

You do when I come through, Id like you to remind yourself 

Of what the fuck I can do when Im on the mic 

Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to 

Psych Im spiking you like a football 

Been this way since Ive stood a foot tall 

Youre a good catch with a shitty spouse 

Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw 

Gimme good brain 

Watch the wood grain, dont want no cum stain 

Bitch you listening tryna turn me down 

Slut m talking to you, turn me back up 

Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car 

Shut the fuck up while my shits playin 

Ima shit stain on the underwear of life 

Whats they saying? wheres thunder theres light 

And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place 

Then how the fuck have I been hit six times 

In three different locations 

On four separate occasions? 

And you can bet your stanking ass 

That Ive come to smash everything in my path 

Fork was in the road took the psychopath 

Poison ivy wouldnt have me thinking rash 

So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone 

Shake your booty shawty Im the shit 

Why you think Proof used to call me Doody 

You can sound the alarm 

You can call out your guards 

You can fence in your yard 

You can pull all the cards 

But I wont back down 

Oh no I wont back down 

Oh no