Can I Bitch歌词
  • 歌手:Eminem
    歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com

    Can I Bitch
    Uncle Marshall!
    Will you tell us a bedtime story?
    Here we go...
    Now once upon a time not long ago
    There was a little rapper about to blow
    But his album came and it was not good
    I think it went lead or double copper wood
    So the silly little fans they were mislead
    By a nerdy internet computer hip-hop head
    "Me and you, Clef, were gonna make some cash
    Grab the silver paint and lets paint my ass"
    Hey mister, would ya care to bare witness to
    The ass-whippin Im about to administer
    To this ass-kissin little vaginal blister
    Stanabis, little Marshall Mathers sister
    And in this corner, we have the mister
    Not havin it, its the mad sinister
    Dr. Evil with his bag of tricks for
    this little antagonist faggot dick-suckin
    Ex-LL Cool J fan from Windsor
    Im bout to murder little Kenny fag Keniff-sta
    You bastard I aint wanna have to diss ya
    Canabis, where the fuck you at? I miss ya!
    Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
    Please tell me what happened with
    That style that you were rappin with
    Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    Are you from Los Angeles
    New York or just a janitor
    From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
    Now at first I aint really understand the shit
    Picture me for a second and imagine it
    Chillin in the Bat-Mansion and relaxin
    When all a sudden some bullshit comes across the scanners
    Its Can-i-bitch on some "Stan Lives" shit
    It creeped me out at first. Man this is sick
    For me, being just a sick, this conflict
    Gets my dick harder than arithmetic
    And I know how you jealous ones envy
    I shoulda knew better from the first few letters you sent me
    The first two letters you were tellin me shit
    Like you respect me, like any other regular MC
    The third letter you ask how come I aint return
    None of the messages at Shady Records you left me
    The fourth letter: "Slim, you really startin to upset me!"
    The fifth letter told me you were comin to get me
    The sixth letter theres a bomb threat in our building
    This crazy motherfuckers really tryin to kill me!
    So I went back and read the first few letters that said
    Some shit about a message you left
    Oh shit, thats not an "E" thats an "A"
    This dude wants to leave me a "massage," hes gay!!
    Right away Im on the phone with Dr. Dre
    We got a bogey! (Marshall Im on the way)
    Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
    Please tell me what happened with
    That style that you were rappin with
    Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    Are you from Los Angeles
    New York or just a janitor
    From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
    So in two seconds flat Dres at my crib
    The funny thing is we both know where this kid lives
    And neither one of us have Canadian citizenship
    Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue thats it
    All we gotta do is use a bit of turbo boost
    We can fly over the border "Lets go"
    So were off to Toronto and were gainin speed
    (What was that? Oh) Jermaine Dupri
    Fuck It, keep goin no time to waste
    Wait, backup hit him one more time in case
    Okay .. fuck now hes draggin under the car
    Oh well, only 30 more thousand miles
    Meanwhile me and Dre are tryin to conversate
    Just tryin to find a reason for the constant hate
    And tryin to figure out what happened to Germaine Propaine
    "He couldnt have fell off that hard" Aint no way
    "What happened to the way you was rappin when you was scandalous
    That Canibus turned into a television evangelist"
    Plus he raps with his regular voice
    (What was that?) Pet Shop Boys
    So we pull up to the bridge where he last was spotted
    His corpse was still movin but his ass was rotted
    He kinda smelled a little like Courtney Love
    I figure if I stick him with a fork hes done
    So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin, Christ
    He wont die, this guys like a battered wife
    Hes like Kim, he keeps comin back for more
    But he wont fight back I cracked his jaw
    Hold up, Bis quit foldin up!
    Punch me in the chest! Make my shoulders touch!
    Do somethin! At least one punchline
    Cmon till the meter reads 9-9-9-
    ty-nine percent of my fans are blonde
    Bis cmon answer me man respond!
    Tell me bout the sun rain moon and stars
    Intergalatical metaphors from Mars!
    Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
    Bite another line from Redmans song!
    Suddenly the stub from a dead mans arm
    From a midget reaches out from under the car
    Its JD, this motherfucker wont die neither
    Dre starts sprayin him with cans of ether
    We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the bitch again
    (Compton!) Detroit bitch! Talk some shit again!
    Stomp him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!)
    Dre alright hes dead dog, quit kickin him!
    I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge again (Damn)
    He disappeared yo hes gone he did it again
    Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
    Please tell me what happened with
    That style that you were rappin with
    Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    Are you from Los Angeles
    New York or just a janitor
    From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
  • [ti:Can I Bitch]
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    [offset:500]
    [00:00.49] Can I Bitch
    [00:01.09] [in a high falsetto voice]
    [00:12.39] Uncle Marshall!
    [00:14.48] Will you tell us a bedtime story?
    [00:18.20] [regular voice]
    [00:19.03] Here we go...
    [00:19.22]
    [00:21.62] Now once upon a time not long ago
    [00:23.28] There was a little rapper about to blow
    [00:25.73] But his album came and it was not good
    [00:28.02] I think it went lead or double copper wood
    [00:30.05] So the silly little fans they were mislead
    [00:32.36] By a nerdy internet computer hip-hop head
    [00:34.57] "Me and you, Clef, were gonna make some cash
    [00:36.79] Grab the silver paint and lets paint my ass"
    [00:39.08] Hey mister, would ya care to bare witness to
    [00:41.58] The ass-whippin Im about to administer
    [00:43.71] To this ass-kissin little vaginal blister
    [00:45.71] Stanabis, little Marshall Mathers sister
    [00:47.90] And in this corner, we have the mister
    [00:50.14] Not havin it, its the mad sinister
    [00:52.49] Dr. Evil with his bag of tricks for
    [00:54.73] this little antagonist faggot dick-suckin
    [00:57.00] Ex-LL Cool J fan from Windsor
    [00:59.10] Im bout to murder little Kenny fag Keniff-sta
    [01:01.47] You bastard I aint wanna have to diss ya
    [01:03.58] Canabis, where the fuck you at? I miss ya!
    [01:04.55] [Chorus]
    [01:06.00] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    [01:08.32] Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
    [01:10.57] Please tell me what happened with
    [01:12.78] That style that you were rappin with
    [01:15.01] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    [01:17.18] Are you from Los Angeles
    [01:19.39] New York or just a janitor
    [01:21.57] From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
    [01:23.92]
    [01:24.28] Now at first I aint really understand the shit
    [01:25.98] Picture me for a second and imagine it
    [01:28.24] Chillin in the Bat-Mansion and relaxin
    [01:30.42] When all a sudden some bullshit comes across the scanners
    [01:32.66] Its Can-i-bitch on some "Stan Lives" shit
    [01:35.25] It creeped me out at first. Man this is sick
    [01:37.31] For me, being just a sick, this conflict
    [01:39.54] Gets my dick harder than arithmetic
    [01:41.68] And I know how you jealous ones envy
    [01:43.86] I shoulda knew better from the first few letters you sent me
    [01:46.05] The first two letters you were tellin me shit
    [01:48.35] Like you respect me, like any other regular MC
    [01:50.80] The third letter you ask how come I aint return
    [01:53.49] None of the messages at Shady Records you left me
    [01:55.26] The fourth letter: "Slim, you really startin to upset me!"
    [01:57.57] The fifth letter told me you were comin to get me
    [01:59.79] The sixth letter theres a bomb threat in our building
    [02:01.99] This crazy motherfuckers really tryin to kill me!
    [02:04.18] So I went back and read the first few letters that said
    [02:06.71] Some shit about a message you left
    [02:08.67] Oh shit, thats not an "E" thats an "A"
    [02:11.03] This dude wants to leave me a "massage," hes gay!!
    [02:13.17] Right away Im on the phone with Dr. Dre
    [02:15.38] We got a bogey! (Marshall Im on the way)
    [02:16.35]
    [02:17.22] [Chorus]
    [02:18.01] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    [02:19.83] Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
    [02:22.15] Please tell me what happened with
    [02:24.30] That style that you were rappin with
    [02:26.53] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    [02:28.89] Are you from Los Angeles
    [02:31.06] New York or just a janitor
    [02:33.16] From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch
    [02:35.41]
    [02:35.81] So in two seconds flat Dres at my crib
    [02:37.63] The funny thing is we both know where this kid lives
    [02:39.86] And neither one of us have Canadian citizenship
    [02:42.02] Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue thats it
    [02:44.56] All we gotta do is use a bit of turbo boost
    [02:46.47] We can fly over the border "Lets go" [WOOSH!]
    [02:48.99] So were off to Toronto and were gainin speed
    [02:51.06] [BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Jermaine Dupri
    [02:53.29] Fuck It, keep goin no time to waste
    [02:55.41] Wait, backup hit him one more time in case
    [02:57.72] Okay .. fuck now hes draggin under the car
    [03:00.00] Oh well, only 30 more thousand miles
    [03:02.44] Meanwhile me and Dre are tryin to conversate
    [03:04.46] Just tryin to find a reason for the constant hate
    [03:06.59] And tryin to figure out what happened to Germaine Propaine
    [03:08.24]
    [03:08.40] "He couldnt have fell off that hard" Aint no way
    [03:11.20] "What happened to the way you was rappin when you was scandalous
    [03:13.16] That Canibus turned into a television evangelist"
    [03:16.40] Plus he raps with his regular voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!] [BOOSH! BOOSH!]
    [03:19.38] (What was that?) Pet Shop Boys
    [03:20.45] So we pull up to the bridge where he last was spotted
    [03:22.67] His corpse was still movin but his ass was rotted
    [03:24.98] He kinda smelled a little like Courtney Love
    [03:27.14] I figure if I stick him with a fork hes done
    [03:29.42] So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin, Christ
    [03:31.96] He wont die, this guys like a battered wife
    [03:33.96] Hes like Kim, he keeps comin back for more
    [03:36.02] But he wont fight back I cracked his jaw
    [03:38.29] Hold up, Bis quit foldin up!
    [03:40.57] Punch me in the chest! Make my shoulders touch!
    [03:42.86] Do somethin! At least one punchline
    [03:45.10] Cmon till the meter reads 9-9-9-
    [03:47.93] ty-nine percent of my fans are blonde
    [03:49.51] Bis cmon answer me man respond!
    [03:51.78] Tell me bout the sun rain moon and stars
    [03:54.04] Intergalatical metaphors from Mars!
    [03:56.24] Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
    [03:58.58] Bite another line from Redmans song!
    [04:00.76] Suddenly the stub from a dead mans arm
    [04:02.92] From a midget reaches out from under the car
    [04:05.13] Its JD, this motherfucker wont die neither
    [04:07.55] Dre starts sprayin him with cans of ether
    [04:09.73] We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the bitch again
    [04:12.09] (Compton!) Detroit bitch! Talk some shit again!
    [04:14.29] Stomp him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!)
    [04:16.60] Dre alright hes dead dog, quit kickin him!
    [04:18.92] I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge again (Damn)
    [04:21.56] He disappeared yo hes gone he did it again
    [04:23.00] [Chorus]
    [04:23.07] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    [04:25.60] Where for art thou Can-i-bitch?
    [04:27.84] Please tell me what happened with
    [04:30.12] That style that you were rappin with
    [04:32.30] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
    [04:34.61] Are you from Los Angeles
    [04:36.76] New York or just a janitor
    [04:38.88] From Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch