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Eminem - Puke Lyrics
[Sounds of Eminem puking]

There I go--thinking of you again

[Chorus:]
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 from 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 marry it,
I'ma start right here by just be brief-a
'Bout to rattle off some other 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
I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin
I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit 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 motherfuckin' thing you ever put us through
Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you
Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who

[Chorus:]
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
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 fuckin' hate you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' coke-head, I hope you fuckin' die
I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut, 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, I'll I wanna do
Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke

[Chorus:]
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

[Eminem puking again]

Fuckin' bitch

This song will always meen a lot to me cos it represents the mess my head and love life was in at the time it came out. It's an album track by Tricky from Maxiquie

Suffocated love

Tricky:
It's too good
It's too nice
She makes me finish too quick
Is it love?
No not love
She turns me sexual tricks
She says she's mine, i know she lies
First, i scream, then i cry.
You take a second of me
You beckon, i'll bleed
She suffocates me
She suffocates me with suggestions
I asked 'do you feel the same?'
And later on, maybe
I'll tell you my real name
She's so good, she's so bad
You understand, I can't expand
Ahah, now I could just kill a man
She's on her knees, i say please
I cross her city lines, she's got brown eyes

Martina:
I think ahead of you, i think instead of you
Will you spend your life with me
And stifle me?
I know why the caged bird sings, i know why...

Tricky:
Forgive and you're forgiven
Kingdom come
Can you wait for yours, i need to taste some
Life's really funny, i laugh while she spends my money
She's my freak
I guess i'm weak
You ask what is this?
Mind your business
I pass my idle days with my idle ways
'Til the twelfth of always
She walks my hallways
I keep her warm, but we never kiss
She cuts my slender wrists
Let's waste some more time
I sign the dotted line
A different level
She-devil

Martina:
I think ahead of you, i think instead of you
Will you spend your life with me
And stifle me?
I know why the caged bird sings, i know why...

Tricky:
You ask what is this?
Mind your business
I pass my idle days with my idle ways
'Til the twelfth of always
She walks my hallways
I keep her warm but we never kiss
She says i'm weak and immature
But it's cool
I know what money's for.
Push comes to shove,
Her tongue's her favourite weapon on attack
I slap her back, she mostly hates me.

Martina:
I think ahead of you, i think instead of you
Will you spend your life with me
And stifle me?
I know why the caged bird sings, i know why

Tricky:
Can i take off your clothes
Before we go out
And when you're helpless, i'll scream and shout
We finish everyday
Well, anyway
Sixty-nine degrees
My head's between your knees.
You ask what is this?
Mind your business
It's too good
It's too nice
She makes me finish too quick
Is it love?
No not love
She turns me sexual tricks
She says she's mine, i know she lies
First, i scream, then i cry.
Take a second of me
You beckon, i'll bleed
Take a second of me

Martina:
I think ahead of you, i think instead of you
Will you spend your life with me
And stifle me?
I know why the caged bird sings, i know why X2

Today my favourite lyrics are Mica:

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with?
my quesy smile
Am I too Dirty?
am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?
I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess Im a little bit shy
Why dont you like me?
why dont you like me
without making me try?....