Eminem Nail in the Coffin (Instrument Lyrics

[Eminem]
This m_________er here, just won't shut up will you?
Talk about I owe you, b____ you owe me
I'm promoting you right now
Man lets put the nail in his coffin.

[Chorus]
I dont want to be like this
I dont really want to hurt no feelins
But I'm only bein real when I say nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap {nope}
Old men have heart attacks
now I dont want to be responsible for that so
Put the mic down and walk away
You can still have a little bit of dignity.

I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino
an 83 year old fake Pachino
So how can he hold me over some balcony
without throwin his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me
Please don't, youll probably fall with me
and our a__es will both be history
But then again youll finnally get your wish
cuz you be all over the street like 50 Cent
f___in punk p____ f___ you chump
gimme a one-on-one see if I don't f___ you up
Tryin to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up
And you put Jada on a track thats how much you suck
d___ in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin
You sit behind a f___in desk at The Source b___-kissin
and beggin m_________ers for guest appearences
and you can even get the clearances cuz real lyricists
don't even respect you or take you serious
Its not that we dont like you, we hate you - period
Talk about a mid-life crisis d___
last week you was shakin Obie Trice's hand
Now he's a busta? What the f___'s with that?
Get on a track dissin us kissin 50's a__
and askin me what I know about inditements-bite me
b____ I got two cases, and probation - fight me!
What do I know about standin in front of a judge like a man
ready to take whatever sentence he hands
What you know about your wife slicin her wrists
right in front of the only thing you have in this world - a little girl?
And I put that on her, when this is all over
I would never try to make her a star and eat off her
I don't know s___ about no shoppin rocks
But what you know about hip-hop shops rockin spots?
When your the only white boy in that b____ just rippin
pressin up your own flyers and your stickers stickin
them b____es up after spendin six hours at Kinkos
Just makin copys of your covers of casette singles
and sell them out the trunk of your Tracer
Spendin your whole paycheck at Disc Makers
What you know about bein bullied over half your life?
Oh that's right, you know what thats like, your half white
Vanilla Ice, is full of beans and rice, I'm eatin you alive inside
Jesus Christ, if your that much of a gangster, put the mic down
You should be out killin m_________ers right now
Kill a m_________er dead, kill'em dead b____
Shoot'em in the f___in head, go ahead b____
Slap my mom, slap the f___ out of her!
She cant sue you, she wouldnt get a buck out of you
Cuz your broke as f___ you suck your a f___in joke
If you was really sellin c__e, well then what the f___
you stop for dummy? If you slew some crack
you'd make alot more money than you do from rap
You never had no security, you'll never be famous
You'l never now what its like to be rich, life's a b____ ain't it?
Raymond, here, let me break this s___ down in lamens
terms for you just to make sure that you can understand this
and Canibus they usin too many complicated f___in words for you
Here then let me slow it down for you
so you can understand if I say it slower:
Let it go dawg it's over.

(Chorus)

(Talking)
Haha
Talkin bout I have m_________ers callin your crib
b____ you aint even got a f___in crib
You aint even got a f___in phone, f___in b__
Threatened to shut me down at your little f___in Source magazine
if I come back then you would attack me, b____ you attacked me first
take it like a man and shut the f___ up
and f___ your little magazine too
I don't need your f___in magazine, I got XXL number anyways
And y'all cant stand it cuz there gettin bigger than y'all
oh, and by the way, howed I look on the VMAs?
When you was watchin me from whatever f___in TV you was watchin me from in
Boston
The mean streets of Boston, f___in sissy
Like you got us scared in the m_________er, suck our m_________in d___s
Oh, and for those that's don't know, dont get it twisted yo, the Source has a
white owner.

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