Won't Back Down

作词 : Marshall Mathers/Khalil Rahman/Erik Alcock/Liz Rodrigues/Columbus Smith

作曲 : Marshall Mathers/Khalil Rahman/Erik Alcock/Liz Rodrigues/Columbus Smith

You can sound the alarm

You can call out your guards

You can fence in your yard

You can hold all the cards

But I won't back down

Oh no I won't back down, oh no

Cadillac Sevilles, coupe DeVilles, brain-dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels

Girl I'm too for real, lose your tooth-and-nail

Tryna fight it, try to deny it, stupid you will feel

What I do, I do at will, shooting from the hip, yeah boy, I 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 a half a pill and a Happy Meal

**** a steak slut, I'll cut my toes off and step on the receipt

Before I foot the bill, listen garden tool

Don't make me introduce you to my power tool: You know the ****ing drill

How you douchebags feel, knowing you're disposable?

Summer's Eve, Massengill, Shady's got the mass appeal

Baby crank the shit cause it's your goddamn jam

You said that you want your punchlines a little more compact

Well shorty, I'm that man

These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man

I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said: “Settle your ****ing ass down

I'm ready for combat, man” Get it? Calm Ba**an, nah

Ain't nobody who's as bomb and as nuts

Lines are like Mom's CAT-scans cause they ****ing go bananas

Honey I applaud that ass, swear to God, man, these broads can't dance

Ma, show them how it's done, spaz like a goddamn Taz, yea

You can sound the alarm

You can call out your guards

You can fence in your yard

You can hold all the cards

But I won't back down

Oh no I won't back down, oh no

Girl shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinson's

Make like Michael J. Fox is in your drawers, playing with an etch-a-sketch

Bet you that you'll never guess who's knocking at your door

People hit the floors, yeah tonight ladies you gonna get divorced

Girl, forget remorse, I'mma hit you broads with Chris' force

Like you pissed him off, talented with the tongue mother****er

You ain't got a lick in yours

Hitting licks,Like I'm robbing liquor stores, making cash registers shit their drawers

Think you spit the rawest? I'm an uncooked slab of beef

Laying on your kitchen floor, in other words I'm off the meat rack

Bring the beat back, bring in two extension cords

I'mma measure my dick, shit I need 6 inches more

**** my dick's big, bitch need I remind you

That I don't need the ****ing swine flu to be a sick pig?

You're addicted I'm ****, I'm the longest needle around here

Need a fix, ock? I'm the big shot, get it, shit-snots?

You're just small pokes, little p***ks

Girl you think that other p***k's hot, I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match

Before I sit back and let him get hotter, better call the cops on him quick, fast

Shady's right back on your bitch-ass, white trash with a half a 6-pack

In his hatchback trailer hitch attached to the back, dispatch

You can sound the alarm

You can call out your guards

You can fence in your yard

You can hold all the cards

But I won't back down

Oh no I won't back down, oh no

Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping?

Does a bird chirp? Does Lil' Wayne slurp syrup until he burps

And smoke purp? Does a word search get circles wrapped around it

Like you do when I come through? I'd like you to remind yourself

Of what the **** I can do when I'm on the mic

Oh, you're the kind of girl that I could take a liking to

Psych! I'm spiking you like a football

Been this way since I stood a foot tall

You're a good catch with a shit ty spouse, got a pretty mouth and a good jaw

Give me good brain, watch the wood-grain

Don't want no cum stain..bitch, you listening?

Trying to turn me down, slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up

Are you insane? Trying to talk over me in the car

Shut the **** up while my shit 's playing

I'm a shit stain on the underwear of life, what's the saying?

Where there's thunder there's lightning and they say that it

Never strikes twice in the same place so how the **** have

I been hit 6 times in 3 different locations on 4 separate occasions

And you can bet your stanking ass that I've come to smash

Everything in my path, fork was in the road, took the psycho path

Poison Ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash

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

Shake your booty, shorty, I'm the shit

Why you think Proof used to call me Doodie?

You can sound the alarm

You can call out your guards

You can fence in your yard

You can hold all the cards

But I won't back down

Oh no I won't back down, oh no