All She Wrote [Solo Version]
Eminem
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Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These bitches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and that's all she wrote You're starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, Sarah, you're late Your train left Mascara and eggs smear on your face Night's over, good bye ho, I thought that I told ya That spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over Never should've came within range of my Rover Should've known I was trouble soon as I rolled up Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her To still come back to the crib Must want me to mess with her mind, hold up She mistook me for some high roller, well, I won't buy her soda Unless it's Rock & Rye Cola (Faygo's cheaper) Buy you a bag of Fritos? I wouldn't let you eat the fuckin' chip on my shoulder If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya Trying to pull five bucks from me is like trying to pull five molars You'll get your eyes swoll up, I'm on my straight grizzly So why would I buy you a gay ass teddy bear bitch? you're already bi-polar! Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These bitches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and that's all she wrote TIP told me on this ho tip, best tip I could give you to hip you Is never to let these tricks trick you Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, shit Dig you, ho? Take the shovel and dig you some dignity, bitch Shit you talk about some advice that sticks with you If I should listen to anyone, tell me to stick to my guns Like double stick, it's you, but f*ck it, TIP, it's cool I'm chilling like a villain like the penguin In his fucking igloo eating fudgesicles I'd rather slip and fall in shit than fall in love with you Before I tie a fucking knot, I'd tie you in one, bitch You think this is some Nintendo game, how fucking dumb is you? I'll give you some lumps before I split some lump sums with you So here's a penny for your thoughts But it won't buy you a cheeseburger But a nickel might just get you one pickle F*ck it, it's official, so blow the whistle, I got a trust issue There's a bombshell, scud missile Like I just cuss at you to fucking cuss at you Like before I rapped I was a motherfucking stud Slut, this'll teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way fo' shizzle I still live like I bought you the Gilbert's Lodge checks stub bizzle So f*ck Sizzler, these checkers are bust like a blood blister Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These bitches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and that's all she wrote Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it TIP? And each one thinks they the shit Shirt off my back, I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief I'm givin' these hoes a dose of their own medicine Let 'em get a good taste of it I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now, but in case you didn't I'll stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it So I pace this shit a little bit quicker, that clock I'm racin' it Double timin' it, but I still spit triple the amount Of insults in a tenth of the time that it may take you pricks To catch on, while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong Man I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe "S" on it, dawg And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well, I guess I'm wrong But if you're gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs You can get the "F" on, dawg Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These bitches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over and that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote Yeah, goodnight it's over, and that's all she wrote
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Written by: Marshall B. III Mathers, Lukasz Gottwald, Clifford Joseph Jr. Harris
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