Eight Mile Style - Drug Ballad lyrics

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Eight Mile Style - Drug Ballad lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, haha, whoo, sh** (Aight, guess what? I ain't coming in yet I'll come in a minute Ayo, this is my love song, it goes like this) [Verse 1] Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark (f**ing f*ggot!) This is how we used to make the party start We used to mix Hen with Bacardi Dark And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk And by the, sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf And my pre-diction is you're gon' probably fall Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall And everything's spinnin', you're beginnin' to think women Are swimmin' in pink linen again in the sink Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guinness is finished You are now allowed to officially slap b**hes You have the right to remain violent and start wilin' Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyein' you Get in your car, start it, and start drivin' Over the island and cause a 42-car pile-up (Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot Looking for life on this planet, sir, no sign of it All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin' And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it Let me outta this place, I'm outta place I'm in outer space, I've just vanished without a trace I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow I'll be back in an hour or so) [Hook] ‘Cause every time I go to try to leave Something keeps pullin' on my sleeve I don't wanna, but I gotta stay These d** really got a hold of me ‘Cause every time I try to tell 'em "no" They won't let me ever let 'em go I'm a s**er all I gotta say These d** really got a hold of me [Verse 2] In third grade, all I used to do Was sniff glue through a tube and play Rubik's Cube 17 years later I'm as rude as Jude Schemin' on the first chick with the hugest b**bs I've got no game, and every face looks the same They've got no name, so I don't need game to play I just say whatever I want to whoever I want Whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want However, I do show some respect to few This ecstasy's got me standin' next to you Getting sentimental as f**, spillin' guts to you We just met, but I think I'm in love with you But you're on it too, so you tell me you love me too Wake up in the morning like, "Yo, what the f** we do?" I gotta go, b**h, you know I got stuff to do ‘Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with you But in the long run, these d** are probably going To catch up sooner or later, but f** it, I'm on one So let's enjoy, let the X destroy your spinal cord So it's not a straight line no more 'Til we walk around looking like some wind-up dolls sh**'s stickin' outta our backs like a dinosaur sh**, six hits won't even get me high no more So bye for now, I'm going to try to find some more [Hook] ‘Cause every time I go to try to leave Something keeps pullin' on my sleeve I don't wanna, but I gotta stay These d** really got a hold of me ‘Cause every time I try to tell 'em "no" They won't let me ever let 'em go I'm a s**er all I gotta say These d** really got a hold of me [Verse 3] That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow When you swallow it all wallow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow you're probably gonna wanna do it again What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend? Screw it! And what's a little bit of alcohol poisonin'? And what's a little fight? Tomorrow you'll be boys again It's your life, live it however you wanna Mar-a-ju-on-na is everywhere, where was you brought up? It don't matter as long as you get where you're goin' ‘Cause none of this sh**'s gonna mean sh** where we're goin' They tell you to stop, but you just sit there ignorin' Even though you wake up feeling like sh** every mornin' But you're young, you've got a lot of d** to do Girls to screw, parties to crash, s**s to be you If I could take it all back now, I wouldn't I would have did more sh** that people said that I shouldn't But I'm all grown up now and upgraded And graduated to better d** and updated But I still got a lotta growing up to do I still got a whole lotta throwing up to spew But when it's all said and done I'll be 40 Before I know it with a 40 on the porch tellin' stories With a bottle of Jack, two grandkids in my lap Babysitting for Hailie while Hailie's out getting smashed [Hook] ‘Cause every time I go to try to leave Something keeps pullin' on my sleeve I don't wanna, but I gotta stay These d** really got a hold of me ‘Cause every time I try to tell 'em "no" They won't let me ever let 'em go I'm a s**er all I gotta say These d** really got a hold of me

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