Drop The Bomd On 'Em

[Eminem]
Yeah boy
Better ring the alarm boy
Dem know its coming boy.

[Verse 1:]
Oh my god, f-cking bomboclat
I'm hard as kenard, the little boy who shot omar in the wire
Tie a whore up with barbed wire, nothing but a broad boy
I'm the real deal, and char grill on the bonfire
And bon voyage bitch, i'm like chef boyar
-dee in this bitch; send a bomb to my moms lawyer
Im a problem for ya, boy you think your tom sawyer
Til i pull you out the f-cking story book and stomp on ya
F-cking fictitional characters and fariytales
Prepare yourself for captain america on ferris wheels
But it aint fiction its fact boy beware its real
Them lyrics you wield equals zero to a hero shield
Mr fly by the seat of his pants (?)
Or hit the trampoline bounce and grab a pair of stilts
And i aint wearing zilch, zip, zero, nothing, no nada
Lookin forward to f-cking ya mada (?)

[Chorus:]
Drop the bomb on em,
Please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me
Drop the bomb on them
I dont want the dog on me
See aint no reason to set the dogs on me
Drop the bomb on em
Please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me
Drop the bomb on em
I dont want the dog on me
See aint no reason to set the dogs on me.

[Verse 2:]
Boy, im the real mccoy
You little boys can't even fill voids
Party's over kids, kill the noise
Here come the kill joys
Me and dre steel alloys
The rap crown royals
Scout cowboys
Now how that sound for ya
Yeah boy you know we about to put it down for ya
So kick your shoes off
Before you have a sound voyage
And siyanara see ya f-ckers tommorow
Get some r and r and marinate in some marinara
And have a coke and a smile, dont make me open a jar
Whip ass on ya, thats the last straw your hoping to draw
Yeah you fresher than most boy, i'm just doper than all boy
I'm that boy boy, them boys (?)
I just show up go up to the stage and blow up the spot
There aint no boy who can do what i do boy im a star
Boy, i told you boy, im a soldier boy, im deshaun
Holten in this b-tch, im the proof boy your a fraud
I destroy you boy, f-ck around and blow you to (?)
Oh my god boy, you didn't go there, no you did not
I got a whole story board for you, boy your da plot
Your gettin got whether you try to avoid it or not
Apology not accepted boy, detroit is a rock,
We get to beefing, aint no telling at what point it will stop
All i got to do is point to the spot
When the bomb drops boy does it drop
And when it does boy there's a problem.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Boy dont jinx yourself
Boy i'm michael spinks with the belt
String a bell boy, my name rings bells for itself
I'm sick as hell boy
You better run and tell someone else
Bringin hell boy, sing them telegrams and get dealt
And to that boy who done said it
Who said he was better
Lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
I bet he never seen freddie in a black and red little sweater
Back better than ever
The chedder shredder the grater the beef grinder
I'll settle vendettas a little later
Giving haters incubators, think ya made a mistake
By saying shady was ghost i aint even close the gate (?)
You bout to be put in a grave, stay put and behave
Im bout to turn this f-cking place to beirut in a day
So hey wouldn't you say im the sh-t
Couldn't agree with ya more fuel to say to my f-cking sh-t doesn't stink
Shady f-cking aftermath boy the sh-t doesnt sink it just floats int he f-cking water
Til we fill up the tank.

[Chorus]