Slaughterhouse Ft. Eminem – Asylum
Letra de Asylum de Slaughterhouse Ft. Eminem
The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
I said the lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
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I walk around with OJ's glove knowing it fit
Fif to the toilet we taking over this sh*t
The Yaowa waited, salivated like man I know I can spit
I was knocking for quite some time but you wouldn't open this b*tch
You turn green when I enter, probably can't breathe
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Now ya'll trees in the winter, nobody can't leave
For all those that was doubtful I got a scalpel
And a mouthful of vowels to make a party stampede
You brag about swag and your feminine trends
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I belittle your riddle you Skittles with Eminem's friends
So I ain't trying to play with you, this chainsaw crack jokes
On Cain's brother brah, disable you
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I'm an untamable animal with aim from a moving train
I could graze your decaying tooth
And my straight jacket just came unloose
I'm reporting live this is (Breaking News)
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The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I said the lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
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Psycho, like no, b*tch made, n*gga so
This gray, n*gga go, insane
I got the switchblade to your throat, move it's not smart
I'll slice and watch you bleed all over the pop charts
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Me and the Slaughters run the asylum, I'm feeling
Like DiCaprio rapping on Shutter Island
This industry is pussy, guess who's gonna hit it the meanest
Give her the penis, hit the b*tch in her Venus
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To this game I'm addicted and fiendish, I'm predicted to bring this
G sh*t to it's pinnacle zenith, lyrical genius
So sick with ridiculous English, n*ggas get squeamish
When they hear this criminal linguist
Fall back it's the take over, ya'll wack and ya cake over
I escape from the padded room, grab a broom and rape a male rapper's womb
From Letra-Lyrics.com
The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
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I said the lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
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I've witnessed the worst happening
The hurt moment when I'm purse snatching
I'm purp growing, berserk boning this nurse ratchet
When we spit you get the pug face
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Your b*tch swallowed my five dollar foot long on the subway
If sane people are rich why should I sit around?
Play me and end up like the back of this hospital gown, a*s out
Drink drink drink drink, pass out
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Ya'll feel me right?
When I was young I was loud, I used to be like "I'll Kill Ya"
Now I be like "You know I'll kill ya right?"
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If ya'll don't like it ya'll can lick my d*ck
Cause we built this house we live in brick by brick
From Letra-Lyrics.com
The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I said the lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum.
Letra / Lyrics
Slaughterhouse Ft. Eminem – Asylum (Traducida)
Letra en español de Asylum de Slaughterhouse Ft. Eminem
Original
The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
I said the lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I walk around with OJ's glove knowing it fit
Fif to the toilet we taking over this sh*t
The Yaowa waited, salivated like man I know I can spit
I was knocking for quite some time but you wouldn't open this b*tch
You turn green when I enter, probably can't breathe
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Now ya'll trees in the winter, nobody can't leave
For all those that was doubtful I got a scalpel
And a mouthful of vowels to make a party stampede
You brag about swag and your feminine trends
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I belittle your riddle you Skittles with Eminem's friends
So I ain't trying to play with you, this chainsaw crack jokes
On Cain's brother brah, disable you
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I'm an untamable animal with aim from a moving train
I could graze your decaying tooth
And my straight jacket just came unloose
I'm reporting live this is (Breaking News)
From Letra-Lyrics.com
The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I said the lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Psycho, like no, b*tch made, n*gga so
This gray, n*gga go, insane
I got the switchblade to your throat, move it's not smart
I'll slice and watch you bleed all over the pop charts
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Me and the Slaughters run the asylum, I'm feeling
Like DiCaprio rapping on Shutter Island
This industry is pussy, guess who's gonna hit it the meanest
Give her the penis, hit the b*tch in her Venus
From Letra-Lyrics.com
To this game I'm addicted and fiendish, I'm predicted to bring this
G sh*t to it's pinnacle zenith, lyrical genius
So sick with ridiculous English, n*ggas get squeamish
When they hear this criminal linguist
Fall back it's the take over, ya'll wack and ya cake over
I escape from the padded room, grab a broom and rape a male rapper's womb
From Letra-Lyrics.com
The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I said the lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I've witnessed the worst happening
The hurt moment when I'm purse snatching
I'm purp growing, berserk boning this nurse ratchet
When we spit you get the pug face
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Your b*tch swallowed my five dollar foot long on the subway
If sane people are rich why should I sit around?
Play me and end up like the back of this hospital gown, a*s out
Drink drink drink drink, pass out
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Ya'll feel me right?
When I was young I was loud, I used to be like "I'll Kill Ya"
Now I be like "You know I'll kill ya right?"
From Letra-Lyrics.com
If ya'll don't like it ya'll can lick my d*ck
Cause we built this house we live in brick by brick
From Letra-Lyrics.com
The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I said the lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors are dead, nurses are tied up
They've taken it over and barricaded themselves inside it
The lunatics now run the asylum.
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Traducción
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Slaughterhouse Ft. B.o.B – Place To Be
Letra de Place To Be de Slaughterhouse Ft. B.o.B
F*ck the whole world, man, we are the freshest
I’m higher than a baby on a seesaw with Precious
Y’all just the messengers, we are the message
You bang on wax, I beef off the record
Back like I trap, you can’t spit this flow
I slang water, slang flour, I’mma get this dough
Behind my zipper where her lipstick go
Like an embryo in a hooker, I’m in this hoe
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Nickel!
Rright off the rip, nigga we are the dopest
Y’all in front of the camera, we are the focus
Y’all are the watered down, we are the potent
Y’all call y’all bosses, we call the GOAT then
We ball fo’ sho’ and, here we are fast cats, fly
Me and bombs over baghdad, B.o.B
The only thing I hate to see is hate
In the place to be
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What an incredible place to be
Away from the bullsh*t, I’m fading slowly
Ain’t no other place I’d rather be
Away from the lowlifes surrounded by money
What about nines and super freaks?
Bottle of patron, just roll that green
Put it down for the team
So while my bill is getting ends, take another shot
What an incredible place to be
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I’m feeling like Cassius, at last it’s the greatest
Angry intelligent rap, mad innovative
Y’all blast garbage sh*t, we blast the haters
Hip Hop’s a community, we smack the neighbors
The last men standing when the sh*t get real
When the rest up we stepped up like a 6 inch heel
I’m getting used to how this rich sh*t feel
But don’t judge me, I’m doing my best to make my d*ck sit still
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Fresh in the strip club, he be the realest
Drugs got her number, she feel this
I said I need to love before I out her, not anything like a spouse
Told her the roof’s missing, but everything’s on the house
Got a table full of liquor, something’s gotta hit the spot
She might even put them on the glass if we mix a lot
Get her nice and buzzed
The night’ll end when we decide it does
From Letra-Lyrics.com
What an incredible place to be
Away from the bullsh*t, I’m fading slowly
Ain’t no other place I’d rather be
Away from the lowlifes surrounded by money
What about nines and super freaks?
Bottle of patron, just roll that green
Put it down for the team
So while my bill is getting ends, take another shot
What an incredible place to be
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You already know nigga, we be’s the flyest
You might’ve seen high, but nigga we get the highest
Far as lighters, I need at least a 3 week supply with
Now all this pussy thrown at me, now I’m knee deep in ‘gina
B*tch I’m bossin’, f*ck around and unleash Goliath
I go deep and get your poon all wet, call me Poseidon
I’m a giant, I eat beats and I burn good, that’s my diet
B.o.B and Slaughterhouse 5
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Nine, every time I scribble a rhyme down
Niggas be like (that’s a riot)
Crooked, Ortiz, sick with the flow (that’s a riot)
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Or explosive, know it be like Floetry
So it’s Ambrosis, I wrote it, know that it’s cool to quote it
Joey!
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L one hell of a relevant MC, felon ya melon is empty
So elementary, but Neverlands be residing in our pens, see
R, double O-K, E-D-I
Far up and away, cause we be high
From Letra-Lyrics.com
What an incredible place to be
Away from the bullsh*t, I’m fading slowly
Ain’t no other place I’d rather be
Away from the lowlifes surrounded by money
What about nines and super freaks?
Bottle of patron, just roll that green
Put it down for the team
From Letra-Lyrics.com
So while my bill is getting ends, take another shot
What an incredible place to be
Away from the bullsh*t, I’m fading slowly
Ain’t no other place I’d rather be
Away from the lowlifes surrounded by money
What about nines and super freaks?
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Bottle of patron, just roll that green
Put it down for the team
From Letra-Lyrics.com
So while my bill is getting ends, take another shot
What an incredible place to be.
Letra / Lyrics
Slaughterhouse Ft. B.o.B – Place To Be (Traducida)
Letra en español de Place To Be de Slaughterhouse Ft. B.o.B
Original
F*ck the whole world, man, we are the freshest
I’m higher than a baby on a seesaw with Precious
Y’all just the messengers, we are the message
You bang on wax, I beef off the record
Back like I trap, you can’t spit this flow
I slang water, slang flour, I’mma get this dough
Behind my zipper where her lipstick go
Like an embryo in a hooker, I’m in this hoe
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Nickel!
Rright off the rip, nigga we are the dopest
Y’all in front of the camera, we are the focus
Y’all are the watered down, we are the potent
Y’all call y’all bosses, we call the GOAT then
We ball fo’ sho’ and, here we are fast cats, fly
Me and bombs over baghdad, B.o.B
The only thing I hate to see is hate
In the place to be
From Letra-Lyrics.com
What an incredible place to be
Away from the bullsh*t, I’m fading slowly
Ain’t no other place I’d rather be
Away from the lowlifes surrounded by money
What about nines and super freaks?
Bottle of patron, just roll that green
Put it down for the team
So while my bill is getting ends, take another shot
What an incredible place to be
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I’m feeling like Cassius, at last it’s the greatest
Angry intelligent rap, mad innovative
Y’all blast garbage sh*t, we blast the haters
Hip Hop’s a community, we smack the neighbors
The last men standing when the sh*t get real
When the rest up we stepped up like a 6 inch heel
I’m getting used to how this rich sh*t feel
But don’t judge me, I’m doing my best to make my d*ck sit still
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Fresh in the strip club, he be the realest
Drugs got her number, she feel this
I said I need to love before I out her, not anything like a spouse
Told her the roof’s missing, but everything’s on the house
Got a table full of liquor, something’s gotta hit the spot
She might even put them on the glass if we mix a lot
Get her nice and buzzed
The night’ll end when we decide it does
From Letra-Lyrics.com
What an incredible place to be
Away from the bullsh*t, I’m fading slowly
Ain’t no other place I’d rather be
Away from the lowlifes surrounded by money
What about nines and super freaks?
Bottle of patron, just roll that green
Put it down for the team
So while my bill is getting ends, take another shot
What an incredible place to be
From Letra-Lyrics.com
You already know nigga, we be’s the flyest
You might’ve seen high, but nigga we get the highest
Far as lighters, I need at least a 3 week supply with
Now all this pussy thrown at me, now I’m knee deep in ‘gina
B*tch I’m bossin’, f*ck around and unleash Goliath
I go deep and get your poon all wet, call me Poseidon
I’m a giant, I eat beats and I burn good, that’s my diet
B.o.B and Slaughterhouse 5
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Nine, every time I scribble a rhyme down
Niggas be like (that’s a riot)
Crooked, Ortiz, sick with the flow (that’s a riot)
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Or explosive, know it be like Floetry
So it’s Ambrosis, I wrote it, know that it’s cool to quote it
Joey!
From Letra-Lyrics.com
L one hell of a relevant MC, felon ya melon is empty
So elementary, but Neverlands be residing in our pens, see
R, double O-K, E-D-I
Far up and away, cause we be high
From Letra-Lyrics.com
What an incredible place to be
Away from the bullsh*t, I’m fading slowly
Ain’t no other place I’d rather be
Away from the lowlifes surrounded by money
What about nines and super freaks?
Bottle of patron, just roll that green
Put it down for the team
From Letra-Lyrics.com
So while my bill is getting ends, take another shot
What an incredible place to be
Away from the bullsh*t, I’m fading slowly
Ain’t no other place I’d rather be
Away from the lowlifes surrounded by money
What about nines and super freaks?
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Bottle of patron, just roll that green
Put it down for the team
From Letra-Lyrics.com
So while my bill is getting ends, take another shot
What an incredible place to be.
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Traducción
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Slaughterhouse – Weight Scale
Letra de Weight Scale de Slaughterhouse
(Today’s agenda) riding with? Sisters
Pistol on hip, hip to your pistol
The day I bow down to a bit*h will be the day I throw a bottle at Rihanna inside a strip club
Leave the booth just to leave a tooth floating around inside of your pimp cup
What goes around comes around in the form of karma
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Nah, that’s probably just me riding around your town in a fisker
Penning a rhyme equivalent to a winning lottery ticket
Uh, fresh of that weight scale, living a crooked heaven on earth
Giving them straight hell
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Kick in the door of them awards, wondering where are we sitting
Nig*as with tight jeans looking like where are they fitting
Beware of they writtens
It’s parallel to an Arab sitting in the terrorist cockpit heading for hell’s kitchen
I talk greasier than harold’s chicken
Don’t cross me I leave scales tipping
I’m coming (fresh off that weight scale, fresh off that weight scale
Fresh off that, fresh off that, fresh off that weight scale)
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My bit*h curvy as a Persian virgin’s features
She here to serve me, she here to disturb the reaper
I keep bank, speak Frankless, word to Ariza
I’m fly as a bird and high as the burg’s Khalifa
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I ride with kings, y’all ride with fiends
You fraudulent Nig*as remind me of a PonziSscheme
One of y’all Nig*as was probably cool in school
The rest of y’all Nig*as was clowns, we should call you the Fonzi team
I’m hate-prone
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Nig*as listen like ain’t this about a bit*h like a drake song ‘cause my cake long
So stay strong ‘cause your bit*h giving me cheekbone
Like grace Jones using my dick like a payphone
But she ain’t getting the call back
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She getting the ball sack, hitting the jaw just where we parked at
Quick as a car jack, I ain’t tryna be funny
I’m tryna be missionary lying on top of my money
I’m coming (fresh off that weight scale)
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(Today’s agenda) what the fu*k would I stop for
Knowing I need more guap stored in my sock drawer
They want an encore when the flow is at mach four
King of the jungle no lying, I let the glock roar
And this bulletproof vest is irrelevant
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I’m telling them look at your melon, I’m nailing a shell in it
And the shell is moving right through your melon into your skeleton
Then the felon is belling the same pitch the fella was yelling and
Police sirens respond to heat firing, I’ma keep firing
I’ma flee, I’ma be quiet, I’m a g, I’m a beat tyrant
From long beach and I’m east side
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I oughta, bury you artists like an artifact
Serious as a heart attack, dodger hat, slaughter tats
Roger that, all the rap, that’s me
Can’t believe ice never thought of that, who the fu*k brought it back
(Fresh off that weight scale, fresh off that weight scale
Fresh off that, fresh off that, fresh off that weight scale)
Fresh off that weight scale
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I guess I’m canibus and kool moe dee, ‘cause it’s hard for me to take l’s
I’m tryna make more cake than a bake sale
Tell the jakes I’ma make bail then escape ‘cause I hate jail
All these rappers saying they spitting hard raps
Before I buy that sh*t, show me the barfax
I got a tongue like a sharp ax
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I got a ton of rhymes flyer than anything launching off tarmacs
This is how real it is
When I ghostwrite for Nig*as, I’m speaking through them, I’m really just a ventriloquist
A iller lyricst, a hint of ignorance
A pinch of militant, a perfect description of what this nig*a is
Pull out a scale and weight cds
Then distribute it to the fans ‘til they need me
I’m a drug dealer so put out an apb
The same sh*t that gave these 80s babies add
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(Today’s agenda) Pyrex sit in the kitchen feeling your eye sweat
Gripping your wrist and watching that pie stretch
Pitching to different Nig*as for figures, never slipping
5-0 tripping, I dip on them through the projects
Dope boy mindset, gotta get this money
Apply the same grind to this rhyme sh*t
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Pick a pad, pick a pen, pick a track
Pick a flow, I pick it apart like a locksmith digging in his nose
Sit in the park with the dre’s on, gone, heavy to eight long
Put brains on pre-k, the shell is a crayon
Man I’m just tryna write, please leave me alone
‘Cause I ain’t tryna fight, I’m a different iron mike
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Bite your ear with a syllable, lay a hook that’ll finish you
Throwing jabs at you little dudes, my opponents get rid of you
Hit my corner and listen to Eminem, cook and
While Joey fu*king the ring girl and this fight is unfixable, uh
You rocking with a bqe boy
(That bb, qzqs and bb kings with d-boy?)
Today’s agenda, flame contenders
And have they dame giving brain to they favorite member, Yaowa
(Fresh off that weight scale)
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(Today’s agenda) diary of a mad man
Machete Joe? Here I am
Ain’t gotta lie, what you see is what you get, ain’t nothing modified
Me, I give them the same song, go check with spotify
Don’t get the context wrong, I’m the same g
Spending old money, y’all swear it was the same g
Yea these model hoes cute and entertain me
And though I let them go to the head, they never change me
Far from innocent
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Your favorite rapper got a head nod before he approached and check my temperament
I wake sleepy hollow, should of done a ct scan
Go to Colorado right now and watch Batman
So my dad think I’m styling, how when
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I’m everything he’d be if these new drugs was out then
Homes, rolling stone
But how I wouldn’t let a stone roll, wonder why I’m stone cold
Problem child to aggravated adult
Got bad cards but I ain’t blaming my hand, it’s logic
I hate jewelry and authority the same
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So how the fu*k you think I feel about a chain of command, I’m saying
I tell you how you different from I
You always hugging the block, I kiss it goodbye
Sober, my last drinking game started with truth or dare
And ended with me thinking a name
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So y’all call it out of control, I’m confused when
To think that you in something to me is the illusion
There’s your answer, [verbal smash cancer
Now the strip club is a basement, I just came in with some dancers
House gang, the clan made it
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Used to be scared of?, thought the Klan made it
Joey the fan favorite
Love then hate it both ‘cause I can’t fake it
And if I did I would never tell
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I said that all wrong, y’all would never tell
I keep the mindfu*k tucked for the Jezzebelle
Even if they help make it sh*t would never fail.
Letra / Lyrics
Slaughterhouse – Weight Scale (Traducida)
Letra en español de Weight Scale de Slaughterhouse
Original
(Today’s agenda) riding with? Sisters
Pistol on hip, hip to your pistol
The day I bow down to a bit*h will be the day I throw a bottle at Rihanna inside a strip club
Leave the booth just to leave a tooth floating around inside of your pimp cup
What goes around comes around in the form of karma
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Nah, that’s probably just me riding around your town in a fisker
Penning a rhyme equivalent to a winning lottery ticket
Uh, fresh of that weight scale, living a crooked heaven on earth
Giving them straight hell
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Kick in the door of them awards, wondering where are we sitting
Nig*as with tight jeans looking like where are they fitting
Beware of they writtens
It’s parallel to an Arab sitting in the terrorist cockpit heading for hell’s kitchen
I talk greasier than harold’s chicken
Don’t cross me I leave scales tipping
I’m coming (fresh off that weight scale, fresh off that weight scale
Fresh off that, fresh off that, fresh off that weight scale)
From Letra-Lyrics.com
My bit*h curvy as a Persian virgin’s features
She here to serve me, she here to disturb the reaper
I keep bank, speak Frankless, word to Ariza
I’m fly as a bird and high as the burg’s Khalifa
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I ride with kings, y’all ride with fiends
You fraudulent Nig*as remind me of a PonziSscheme
One of y’all Nig*as was probably cool in school
The rest of y’all Nig*as was clowns, we should call you the Fonzi team
I’m hate-prone
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Nig*as listen like ain’t this about a bit*h like a drake song ‘cause my cake long
So stay strong ‘cause your bit*h giving me cheekbone
Like grace Jones using my dick like a payphone
But she ain’t getting the call back
From Letra-Lyrics.com
She getting the ball sack, hitting the jaw just where we parked at
Quick as a car jack, I ain’t tryna be funny
I’m tryna be missionary lying on top of my money
I’m coming (fresh off that weight scale)
From Letra-Lyrics.com
(Today’s agenda) what the fu*k would I stop for
Knowing I need more guap stored in my sock drawer
They want an encore when the flow is at mach four
King of the jungle no lying, I let the glock roar
And this bulletproof vest is irrelevant
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I’m telling them look at your melon, I’m nailing a shell in it
And the shell is moving right through your melon into your skeleton
Then the felon is belling the same pitch the fella was yelling and
Police sirens respond to heat firing, I’ma keep firing
I’ma flee, I’ma be quiet, I’m a g, I’m a beat tyrant
From long beach and I’m east side
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I oughta, bury you artists like an artifact
Serious as a heart attack, dodger hat, slaughter tats
Roger that, all the rap, that’s me
Can’t believe ice never thought of that, who the fu*k brought it back
(Fresh off that weight scale, fresh off that weight scale
Fresh off that, fresh off that, fresh off that weight scale)
Fresh off that weight scale
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I guess I’m canibus and kool moe dee, ‘cause it’s hard for me to take l’s
I’m tryna make more cake than a bake sale
Tell the jakes I’ma make bail then escape ‘cause I hate jail
All these rappers saying they spitting hard raps
Before I buy that sh*t, show me the barfax
I got a tongue like a sharp ax
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I got a ton of rhymes flyer than anything launching off tarmacs
This is how real it is
When I ghostwrite for Nig*as, I’m speaking through them, I’m really just a ventriloquist
A iller lyricst, a hint of ignorance
A pinch of militant, a perfect description of what this nig*a is
Pull out a scale and weight cds
Then distribute it to the fans ‘til they need me
I’m a drug dealer so put out an apb
The same sh*t that gave these 80s babies add
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(Today’s agenda) Pyrex sit in the kitchen feeling your eye sweat
Gripping your wrist and watching that pie stretch
Pitching to different Nig*as for figures, never slipping
5-0 tripping, I dip on them through the projects
Dope boy mindset, gotta get this money
Apply the same grind to this rhyme sh*t
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Pick a pad, pick a pen, pick a track
Pick a flow, I pick it apart like a locksmith digging in his nose
Sit in the park with the dre’s on, gone, heavy to eight long
Put brains on pre-k, the shell is a crayon
Man I’m just tryna write, please leave me alone
‘Cause I ain’t tryna fight, I’m a different iron mike
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Bite your ear with a syllable, lay a hook that’ll finish you
Throwing jabs at you little dudes, my opponents get rid of you
Hit my corner and listen to Eminem, cook and
While Joey fu*king the ring girl and this fight is unfixable, uh
You rocking with a bqe boy
(That bb, qzqs and bb kings with d-boy?)
Today’s agenda, flame contenders
And have they dame giving brain to they favorite member, Yaowa
(Fresh off that weight scale)
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(Today’s agenda) diary of a mad man
Machete Joe? Here I am
Ain’t gotta lie, what you see is what you get, ain’t nothing modified
Me, I give them the same song, go check with spotify
Don’t get the context wrong, I’m the same g
Spending old money, y’all swear it was the same g
Yea these model hoes cute and entertain me
And though I let them go to the head, they never change me
Far from innocent
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Your favorite rapper got a head nod before he approached and check my temperament
I wake sleepy hollow, should of done a ct scan
Go to Colorado right now and watch Batman
So my dad think I’m styling, how when
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I’m everything he’d be if these new drugs was out then
Homes, rolling stone
But how I wouldn’t let a stone roll, wonder why I’m stone cold
Problem child to aggravated adult
Got bad cards but I ain’t blaming my hand, it’s logic
I hate jewelry and authority the same
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So how the fu*k you think I feel about a chain of command, I’m saying
I tell you how you different from I
You always hugging the block, I kiss it goodbye
Sober, my last drinking game started with truth or dare
And ended with me thinking a name
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So y’all call it out of control, I’m confused when
To think that you in something to me is the illusion
There’s your answer, [verbal smash cancer
Now the strip club is a basement, I just came in with some dancers
House gang, the clan made it
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Used to be scared of?, thought the Klan made it
Joey the fan favorite
Love then hate it both ‘cause I can’t fake it
And if I did I would never tell
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I said that all wrong, y’all would never tell
I keep the mindfu*k tucked for the Jezzebelle
Even if they help make it sh*t would never fail.
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Slaughterhouse Ft. Eminem – Juggernaut (Traducida)
Letra en español de Juggernaut de Slaughterhouse y Eminem
Original
Hey, we ain’t really gotta keep going too
If anybody wanna rap circles around you my nig*a
We bout to do it
You about that rich over that swag that’s it
It ain’t about us, we about that bit*h throwing that swag
We about that sitting on that ab
We sitting on that ab
We about that full of that bag
We about that fist fight
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Only about that bag if it’s full of that cash
We about that right, least but not last
We are so what
My clicking rap my dough up, now picture that
I write the sloppiest verses down you seen
I hand it in for green
So I can buy all my bit*hes bags with the stacks
Call the cash
Chicken scratch and we can’t
Shady blew up in the game, turn around
The gator
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Ask the good nig*as if I hug the block
Ask these broads if I plot on they glove
And uppercut that rock
And I come from the rough so when I come from this body
You bugging then I’m telling you
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He hot, I get that computer lock, 2 Pac
And I sacrifice what I write for the newest
I’m with the with a pen in the that’s k
Y’all don’t wanna be y’all wanna get beat up
So lift your knees up and start running
Or put your knees down on the ground and bow cause we’re the
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Juggernauts to this rap sh*t, juggernauts to this rap sh*t
Juggernauts to this rap sh*t, juggernauts to this rap sh*t
Like it or not
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Juggernauts to this rap sh*t, juggernauts to this rap sh*t
Juggernauts to this rap sh*t, juggernauts to this rap sh*t
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Some of you nig*as is bit*hes too, you rocking panties
Deep down in your pitching too
What you stand for is beneath me
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Nig*as get x ed like the professor and juggernauts running on family huh
Homie I was making text before that Martin
And nig*a was rocking a baric, now how rappers take my
Ain’t no next cause I got now it ain’t gonna mean a thang
Bust dropping that whack sh*t
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Juggernauts to this rap sh*t, juggernauts to this rap sh*t
Juggernauts to this rap sh*t, juggernauts to this rap sh*t
Like it or not
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Juggernauts to this rap sh*t, juggernauts to this rap sh*t
Juggernauts to this rap sh*t, juggernauts to this rap sh*t
Look we out there, in that shady street
Bet you already know the address
There’s too many dead
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Before that body hit that bag yet
Blat, blat, blat, illest thing a juggernaut
If I’m ready to fu*k or not
Nig*a if you’d knew, what this game will do to you
honest work, hollows in these slugs warrup.
Letra / Lyrics
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Slaughterhouse Ft. Swizz Beatz – Throw It Away
Letra de Throw It Away de Slaughterhouse y Swizz Beatz
You know I ain’t build to answer that
But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You see me throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
I like to throw it away, let’s throw it away
You know I ain’t jay z honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
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Live from the area, area, wasted
Drives will bury ya, bury, wasted
Standing on couches, everybody know me
Rock star, only thing that’s
Realest out here, out here
In the club doing what, got my name out here, out here
You can call it tricking, you can call it tricking
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You can call it dissing, that it is if you all stand
All the bitc*es on q like na na na na na,
I’m in the sky, when the realest go na na na na na
Let it fly dope, ah
You only live one time, one time
Your favorite rapper up in here one time, one time
You know what
You know I ain’t jay z honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
From Letra-Lyrics.com
But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You see me throw it away
Let’s stack up, get it up and throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You know I ain’t bill gates honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
All my money got wings on it
Fat, my cling on it
Clap, clap, clap, make that butt applaud
You got all that back, what you fuck*ng for?
Cheers to kids, this is y’all song
I got bitc*es, itching to sit me off home
We da bizness, this is, slaughterhouse baby
This is what is all about, money
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Blowing in the breeze like na na na na na na
Like the picture pose, I got cheese like na na na na na na
Come, get this money from me, I don’t want it honey
I don’t make it rain, I make it snow bunny
Time to pull to the top of that bitch
I ain’t got it like that, but I got it like this
From Letra-Lyrics.com
You know I ain’t bill gates honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You see me throw it away
Let’s stack up, get it up and throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You know I ain’t jay z honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
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Yeah, it’s damn right, I’m fuck*ng a lesbian, stripper
And a dob sprinter
Dick van dike
It’s gonna love it, when I go warren buffet
Throwing euros on the floor, balling on the form budget
Slaughter’s in the house look at that click, that click
Deeper than the breast of a fat chick, fat chick
Party in VIP with the earth realest on blue
throw the money in the air like na na na na na na
I’m yelling I’m far settle like na na na na na
I know you killers hold the metal tight, na na na na na na
Who give a fu*k we all ghetto, right na na na na na na
I had a lap dance moment of clarity
This a tax right off, this m favorite charity
From Letra-Lyrics.com
You know I ain’t bill gates honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You see me throw it away
Let’s stack up, get it up and throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You know I ain’t jay z honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Jealousy could crash here different one, different one
I told her do that thing alive if she ain’t do it
That was my bad, thinking that she ain’t stupid
Cute face with a pretty butt, pretty butt
Shake got her saying giddy up, giddy up
Call murder like na na na na na na
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Even got the valee workers like na na na na na na
You scratch that and it’s one thing, na na na na na
Red bottoms coming out the coup
We got it tied up, even when we’re at it to loot
From Letra-Lyrics.com
You know I ain’t bill gates honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away.
Letra / Lyrics
Crooked I Ft. Slaughterhouse, Royce Da 5’9″, Joe Budden & Joell Ortiz – Monsters In My Head
Letra de Monsters In My Head de Crooked I, Slaughterhouse, Royce Da 5'9", Joe Budden y Joell Ortiz
Monsters in my head
Monsters in my head
From Letra-Lyrics.com
What if I told you I wake up screamin’ and swingin’
Dreamin’ that I’m fighting demons
Dreamin’ I’m swingin’ on heathens
Competin’ and schemin’ to eat every piece of my piece when I’m sleepin’
Need a priest and a deacon
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When I’m speakin’ to preachers tell ‘em I’m only at peace when I’m drinkin’
I’m sinking deep into hell, thinkin’ I’m fiendin’ for freedom
‘Cause being in a well isn’t good for my well being
A walkin’ zombie I be comatose, nobody loves a nobody
Who probably overdosed in the lobby of the omni hotel
Probably find me with an empty bottle of oxy
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Shakin’ like an earthquakes inside me or I caught the Holy Ghost
Wonder if therapy can take care of these monsters
Before I kill more innocent people than Jared Lee Loughner
They spit on me, shit on me
Society kicked on me, hit on me til I was sick and exhausted
Flipped and I lost it off hallucinogenics
They using a clinic, I saw Lucifer’s image
The elephant in the room are my skeletons in the closet
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Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
Wake me up before I’m dead
Don’t bury me with monsters in my head
Monsters in my head
With monsters in my head
And underneath the bed
Underneath the bed
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I always see ‘em out the corner of my eye
Scared to death to fully see ‘em but I try
I just wanna ask ‘em why they follow me around
And they reply when I hear a sound
Or they walk by and give me a chill I can’t explain
It feels so strange is that a high
My anxiety’s at an all time high
One second I’m good then I flip a switch
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Then I’m thinkin’ I might die
These dizzy spells are so annoying
From the outside looking in
Y’all thinkin’ I’m enjoying myself
I need help man, I’m destroying every positive force
With all these negative thoughts
How can I find happiness when I can’t remember it's lost
I do so many temporary things
From Letra-Lyrics.com
To smile for just a minute
Hat low but not for style I’m tryna hide under my fitted dog
It’s wild you wouldn’t get it
Try my best to make everybody laugh
But that’s just a disguise, I’m really timid
Somebody make these feelings go away
Forget it, that’s my problem, y’all go ‘head
I hate these monsters in my head
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
Wake me up before I’m dead
Don’t bury me with monsters in my head
Monsters in my head
With monsters in my head
And underneath the bed
Underneath the bed
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Slaughterhouse – Hammer Dance
Letra de Hammer Dance de Slaughterhouse
My real name my rap sh*t
No made up nig*a, I’m straight up, nig*a
I’m still in the projects where I came up, nig*a
On a scaffold doing ten sets of ten, getting weighed up, nig*a
I’m no shooter, but my shooters’ll have your brain exposed
But I’ll shoot 5 in a second homie and break your nose
Talking past, I’m dead ass
I was living life fast with my pistol in the grass
Digging in my ass trying to finish up the last so I can sit it in a stash
On east, wet, dripping from the bag
Milk crates sitting on the ave
While I’m looking left and right for the nig*as with the badge
My mom’s dishes really had crack on ‘em
Twelve twelve’s and I kept that sh*t packed for ‘em
Yeah they came back for ‘em
I can paint it so vivid cause I really lived it
If rap fail, I stack bail, and show you how to get it!
I’m in the club
Bottle in my hand doing my two step
While I got my gun in my pants, call it the hammer dance
Bitches dancing on a nig*a when they feel the gun
I tell ‘em we’re doing the hammer dance
Two steppin’ with my weapon on me
You good I’m just checking, homie
You don’t stand a chance
While I got this gun in my pants doing my hammer dance
In these la times, I wake up on one
I drop sh*t that make the gangstas go dumb
Keep a bad bitch naked like my waist with no gun
I’m for real, how are you
Got street power, from the watts towers to howard u
Flip a thousand pounds of that sour dies- in a hour, dude
I’m out my muh’fu*kin’ mind
Fu*king punchline, salute my muh’fu*kin’ grind
Ditching feds on the regular, they’re trying to catch a predator
Not the Chris Hanson type, but the Danny Glover kind
I’m a killer, everybody know I body your audio
When a shotty blow, say goodbye to your vado you mar icon
You don’t think that I’m about this
Ice grill nig*a, put your money where your mouth is
I’m in the club
Bottle in my hand doing my two step
While I got my gun in my pants, call it the hammer dance
Bitches dancing on a nig*a when they feel the gun
I tell ‘em we’re doing the hammer dance
Two steppin’ with my weapon on me
You good? I’m just checking, homie
You don’t stand a chance
While I got this gun in my pants doing my hammer dance
My real name my rap sh*t
Fu*k with chase, but the real bank is the mattress
Money ain’t new to me, been getting g-stacks
Since smoove b took his shawty back from rehab
Knife work with me, but the chrome is extra
Case I’m in the same taxi as the bone collector
Y’all rappin’ ’bout models, I get hounded by ‘em
Not a killer at all, I’m just surrounded by ‘em
Just a real nig*a, straight from my mother’s stomach
Ain’t enough cloth for all of us to be cut from it
Not decided by who toast led
Cause all of us would be angels for pujols’ bread
Lot of hostility, hollering is killing me
Screaming “over my dead body,” like it’s not a possibility
On my jers’ bullsh*t, never mind me
But if it’s ever problems, nig*as know where to find me
I’m in the club
Bottle in my hand doing my two step
While I got my gun in my pants, call it the hammer dance
Bitches dancing on a nig*a when they feel the gun
I tell ‘em we’re doing the hammer dance
Two steppin’ with my weapon on me
You good? I’m just checking, homie
You don’t stand a chance
While I got this gun in my pants doing my hammer dance.
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