Puke
There I go--thinking of you again
You don't know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you I puke I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem But off of the dome would probably be a little more, more suitable for this type of song--whoa I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink ta So f**k it, I'ma start right here I'll just be brief I'm Bout to rattle off some of the reasons I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo of you On my arm, but what do I go and do I go and get another one, now I got two Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Now I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin I can't believe I went and did this stupid s**t again My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it If you only knew how much I hated you For every motherf***in' thing you ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who You don't know how sick you make me You make me f***in' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you I puke I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter But I thought a song would probably be a little better Instead of a letter That you'd probably just shred up--yeah I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a Paper, I'd rather let you see how Much I f***in' hate you in a freestyle You're a f***in' coke-head slut, I hope you f***in' die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your f***in' guts, you f***in' s**t, I hope you die Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna Gag-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ag What else can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to But every time I think of you now all I wanna do Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke You don't know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you, I puke F***in' b***h |
Oh Romeo, this song is dedicated to you and the words in the lyrics are everything that I want to tell you. I really do not like you and it has been obvious ever since I saw you. You truly do not know how sick to my stomach you make me. Ever since you met Juliet, you have been nothing, but trouble for our family and did you never consider how much pain you would cause to your family? How foolish of you. My fair coz, Juliet was a beautiful girl with the finest of the finest men wishing to court her and you took that all away from her. You took Juliet's courtship and in return, gave her a world of trouble that ended up killing her. If you loved her, don't you think that she should have never died? She ended her life for you, you wretched kid. Hyperbole: "Everytime I think of you, I puke." The use of this line givens an emphasized feeling of hate and it sure lets the person know how much Eminem hates her. Repetition: "But every time I think of you now all I wanna do is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke." When Eminem writes this part of his song, he really gets across to everybody the pure hate that he portrays for this person. When he repeats "pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke," he just adds more affect to the fact that he really loathes that person. |