Drop the Bomb
Eminem"Drop the Bomb" is a song by Eminem, released in 2010 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:47 long and contains 149 lines and 870 words.
Lyrics
0:02Yeah boy
0:05Them better ring the alarm boy
0:08Them know what's coming boy
0:12Bluh
0:12Bluh
0:13Bluh
0:15Haha
0:17Yeah yeah yeah yeah
0:21Oh my God
0:21F**king bumbaclot
0:22I'm hard as Kenard
0:23The little boy who shot Omar in The Wire
0:26Tie a whore up with barbed wire
0:27You're nothing but a brah boy
0:28I'm the real deal
0:29And Charbroiler on the bonfire
0:31And bon voyage b**ch
0:33I'm like Chef Boyardee in this b**ch
0:35Send a bomb to my mom's lawyer
0:37I'm a problem for you boy
0:38You think you're Tom Sawyer
0:39Until I pull you out the f**kin'
0:40Storybook and stomp on ya
0:42F**kin' ficti tional characters and fairy tales
0:44Prepare yourself for Captain America on Ferris wheels
0:47But it ain't fiction it's fact boy beware it's real
0:49Them lyrics you wield equal zero to a hero's shield
0:52Mr Fly by the seat of his pants parasail
0:54Fall hit the trampoline
0:56Bounce and grab a pair of stilts
0:57And I ain't wearing zilch
0:59Zip zero nothing no nada
1:00Like your fatha f**king your motha
1:02Drop the bomb on 'em
1:03Please don't drop the bomb on me
1:05Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me
1:07Drop the bomb on 'em
1:08I don't want no doggone beef see
1:10Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me
1:12Drop the bomb on 'em
1:14Please don't drop the bomb on me
1:15Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me
1:18Drop the bomb on 'em
1:19I don't want no doggone beef see
1:21Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me
1:23Boy I'm the Real McCoy
1:24You little boys can't even fill voids
1:26Party's over kids kill the noise
1:27Here come the killjoys
1:28Me and Dre the steel alloys
1:30The rap Crown Royals
1:31That scalp cowboys
1:32Now how that sound for you
1:34Yeah boy you know we're about to put it down for you
1:36So kick your shoes off in the foyer
1:38Have a sound voyage
1:39And sayonara
1:40See you f**kers tomorrow
1:41Get some R and R
1:42And marinate in some marinara
1:44And have a Coke and a smile
1:45Don't make me open a jar
1:46Of whip a** on you
1:47That's the last straw you're hopin' to draw
1:49Yeah you're fresher than most
1:50Boy I'm just doper than all
1:52Boy I'm that boy boy
1:53Them boys them no up to par
1:54I just show up
1:55Go up to the stage
1:56And blow up the spot
1:57There ain't no boy who can do what I do
1:59Boy I'm a star
1:59Boy I told you boy
2:00I'm a soldier boy I'm Deshaun
2:02Holton in this b**ch
2:03I'm the Proof boy you're a fraud
2:05I'll destroy you boy
2:06F**k around and blow you to sod
2:07Oh my God boy
2:08You didn't go there no you did not
2:10I got a whole storyboard for you
2:12Boy you're the plot
2:12You're gettin' got
2:13Whether you try to avoid it or not
2:15Apology not accepted boy
2:17Detroit is a rock
2:18We get to beefin'
2:18Ain't no tellin' at what point it'll stop
2:20All I got to do is point to the spot
2:22When the bomb drops
2:23Boy does it drop
2:24And when it does boy there's a problem
2:25Drop the bomb on 'em
2:26Please don't drop the bomb on me
2:28Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me
2:30Drop the bomb on 'em
2:32I don't want no doggone beef see
2:34Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me
2:36Drop the bomb on 'em
2:37Please don't drop the bomb on me
2:38Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me
2:41Drop the bomb on 'em
2:42I don't want no doggone beef see
2:44Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me
2:46Boy don't jinx yourself
2:47Boy I'm Micheal Spinks with the belt
2:49Stringer Bell
2:50Boy my name rings bells for itself
2:52I'm sick as hell
2:52Boy you better run and tell someone else
2:54Bringing hell
2:55Boy sing them telegrams and get dealt
2:57And to that boy on them sedative meds
2:58Who said he was better
2:59I bet he never seen Freddy
3:01In a black and red little sweater
3:02Back better than ever
3:03The cheddar shredder
3:04The grater
3:05The beef grinder
3:05I'll settle vendettas a little later
3:07Giving haters incubators
3:08Think you made a mistake
3:10By saying Shady was ghost
3:11I ain't even close to the gate
3:12You got one foot in the grave
3:14Just stay put and behave
3:15I'm 'bout to turn this f**kin' place
3:16To Beirut in a day
3:18So hey wouldn't you say I'm the sh*t
3:19Couldn't agree with you more
3:21If you were to say that my f**kin' sh*t doesn't stink
3:23Shady f**king Aftermath boy
3:24The ship doesn't sink
3:25It just floats in the f**kin'
3:26Water 'til we fill up the tank
3:28Drop the bomb on 'em
3:29Please don't drop the bomb on me
3:31Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me
3:33Drop the bomb on 'em
3:35I don't want no doggone beef see
3:37Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me
3:38Drop the bomb on 'em
3:40Please don't drop the bomb on me
3:41Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me
3:43Drop the bomb on 'em
3:45I don't want no doggone beef see
3:47Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me
Yeah boy Them better ring the alarm boy Them know what's coming boy Bluh Bluh Bluh Haha Yeah yeah yeah yeah Oh my God F**king bumbaclot I'm hard as Kenard The little boy who shot Omar in The Wire Tie a whore up with barbed wire You're nothing but a brah boy I'm the real deal And Charbroiler on the bonfire And bon voyage b**ch I'm like Chef Boyardee in this b**ch Send a bomb to my mom's lawyer I'm a problem for you boy You think you're Tom Sawyer Until I pull you out the f**kin' Storybook and stomp on ya F**kin' ficti tional characters and fairy tales Prepare yourself for Captain America on Ferris wheels But it ain't fiction it's fact boy beware it's real Them lyrics you wield equal zero to a hero's shield Mr Fly by the seat of his pants parasail Fall hit the trampoline Bounce and grab a pair of stilts And I ain't wearing zilch Zip zero nothing no nada Like your fatha f**king your motha Drop the bomb on 'em Please don't drop the bomb on me Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me Drop the bomb on 'em I don't want no doggone beef see Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me Drop the bomb on 'em Please don't drop the bomb on me Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me Drop the bomb on 'em I don't want no doggone beef see Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me Boy I'm the Real McCoy You little boys can't even fill voids Party's over kids kill the noise Here come the killjoys Me and Dre the steel alloys The rap Crown Royals That scalp cowboys Now how that sound for you Yeah boy you know we're about to put it down for you So kick your shoes off in the foyer Have a sound voyage And sayonara See you f**kers tomorrow Get some R and R And marinate in some marinara And have a Coke and a smile Don't make me open a jar Of whip a** on you That's the last straw you're hopin' to draw Yeah you're fresher than most Boy I'm just doper than all Boy I'm that boy boy Them boys them no up to par I just show up Go up to the stage And blow up the spot There ain't no boy who can do what I do Boy I'm a star Boy I told you boy I'm a soldier boy I'm Deshaun Holton in this b**ch I'm the Proof boy you're a fraud I'll destroy you boy F**k around and blow you to sod Oh my God boy You didn't go there no you did not I got a whole storyboard for you Boy you're the plot You're gettin' got Whether you try to avoid it or not Apology not accepted boy Detroit is a rock We get to beefin' Ain't no tellin' at what point it'll stop All I got to do is point to the spot When the bomb drops Boy does it drop And when it does boy there's a problem Drop the bomb on 'em Please don't drop the bomb on me Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me Drop the bomb on 'em I don't want no doggone beef see Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me Drop the bomb on 'em Please don't drop the bomb on me Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me Drop the bomb on 'em I don't want no doggone beef see Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me Boy don't jinx yourself Boy I'm Micheal Spinks with the belt Stringer Bell Boy my name rings bells for itself I'm sick as hell Boy you better run and tell someone else Bringing hell Boy sing them telegrams and get dealt And to that boy on them sedative meds Who said he was better I bet he never seen Freddy In a black and red little sweater Back better than ever The cheddar shredder The grater The beef grinder I'll settle vendettas a little later Giving haters incubators Think you made a mistake By saying Shady was ghost I ain't even close to the gate You got one foot in the grave Just stay put and behave I'm 'bout to turn this f**kin' place To Beirut in a day So hey wouldn't you say I'm the sh*t Couldn't agree with you more If you were to say that my f**kin' sh*t doesn't stink Shady f**king Aftermath boy The ship doesn't sink It just floats in the f**kin' Water 'til we fill up the tank Drop the bomb on 'em Please don't drop the bomb on me Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me Drop the bomb on 'em I don't want no doggone beef see Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me Drop the bomb on 'em Please don't drop the bomb on me Shady please please don't drop the bomb on me Drop the bomb on 'em I don't want no doggone beef see Ain't no reason to sick the dogs on me
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