Trouble lyrics
by Dem Jointz
[Intro: Slim Shady & Eminem]
Alright, here, drink this
What is it?
Shut up and drink it
No
I said drink it, b*tch
The f*ck? (Haha)
The f*ck are you tryin' to do? Get us cancelled (Ayo)
[Verse: Slim Shady & Eminem]
f*ck blind people (What?), and deaf people suck (Stop, yeah)
So do cripples (No), dumb quadriplegic f*cks
With Christopher Reeve's luck (Woah, woah-woah-woah-woah)
Shady, Jesus, what the f*ck?
Oh, here comes Marshall to try to clean this up (Shut up)
What's the matter, Marshall? Your p*nis tucked?
Aw, the big bad wapper just get his feewings hurt?
Let me go, you b*tch, huh, or what, genius, huh?
You gonna cancel me, yeah? Gen-Z me, bruh?
Little pus*y, what's wrong? Thought you was dreaming, huh?
When you gonna rеalize that we f*ckin' need each othеr?