Things Get Worse - Eminem

There's no need to say sh*t you already know

The question is just how far will this go

How far will he take it

And when will he stop

Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up

But you just won't listen will ya Nah I guess not

You just can't can ya Man I can't stand ya

You're rotten what you plottin' for us

Man when are you gonna let up

I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better

Holy Toledo it's Angelina Jolie amigo

She told me Yo Shady just hand your penis to me I'll deep throat

And Brad if you try to stand between us then we're gonna see bro

Who was a fantasy I don't mean to damage your ego

You faggots wanna 'rassle

I shove a f**king jar of Vaseline up inside your asshole

And rope it shut with a lasso

Couple of crushed Lexapro broken up with the capsule or Paxil

Just in case I ain't d**e enough with the raps though

Coke is cut with tobacco smoke it up then go wacko

This is what happens when you mix a coconut with Tabasco

Shady let go the ho has been choked enough let her a** go

Not till Jessica Simpson lets go of the tuna casserole

I used to love her hooters now Carmen Elektra's cuter

Strap an extension cord to her arm and electrocute her

I'm off my f**king meds but I'm on an electric scooter

I might just scoot by and shoot my mom in the neck with rugers

Spit in Jason's face while I vomit on Freddy Krugar

They can't even get Jeffrey Dahmer to pet the cougar

Now I'm gone get the rectal thermometer get the lubra

Cation and get the patient some Darvocet to chew cause

There's no need to say sh*t you already know

The question is just how far will this go

How far will he take it

And when will he stop

B.o.B I done told you once homie to easy up jeez

There's no need to say sh*t you already know

The question is just how far will this go

Cause I will never lay down

And I will never let up

I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better

With the soul of a Shaman

I leave the beat then vomit

Like a bulimic woman with an uneasy stomach

I pass by people on the street they seem like sheep and zombies

Stiffer than a therapeutic pair of jeans you run in

So can you hear me coming

Eminem this beat is absolutely disgusting

It's probably got diseases on it

I'm just being honest I can see the comments

I can see the evolution as we creep up on it

I put that music in your veins like a needle junkie

sh*t I just do this for the haters I don't need the money

I'm diarrhea on the track so it needs plunging

Somebody please tell these girls to release my undies

Nobody really understands my language

I find it complicated just to hold a conversation

But still I got a whole lot of patience

Sittin' back watching Earth from my Space station

There's no need to say sh*t you already know

The question is just how far will this go

How far will he take it

And when will he stop

Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up

But you just won't listen will ya Nah I guess not

You just can't can ya Man I can't stand ya

You're rotten what you plottin' for us

Man when are you gonna let up

I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better

Oh my gosh I put Natasha Bedingfield in a washer

Watch it go from rinse to spin cycle

It's like I got ya hypnotized and I forgot ya

My God ya psychologically f**ked

Michael would like an apology what

Tell that psycho to stick a Tyco truck and a white tricycle up his butt

And glue the seat of bicycle to his nuts

I'm as cold as a muthaf**king icicle I'm a nut

I ain't nuttin' nice man I like to pull knives and I like to cut

The poster addict for post traumatic stress

I guess this is the most dramatic I've been in a while

This is the closest that it's come to the Marshall Mathers

I can hear him start to gather

I don't paint the portrait of the picture perfect Partridge family

This ain't your orphan Annie no this is more uncanny

Kick down Dakota Fanning's front door while the whore is tanning

He can't say whore

Of course he can man he just saw her fanny then murdered her

While he danced around the room and wore her panties

There's no need to say sh*t you already know

The question is just how far will this go

How far will he take it

And when will he stop

Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up

But you just won't listen will ya Nah I guess not

You just can't can ya Man I can't stand ya

You're rotten what you plottin' for us

Man when are you gonna let up

I guess things are gonna get much worse 'fore they get better