Eminem – Won't Back Down lyrics

[Pink]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no...
[Eminem]
Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
Brain dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels.
Girl I'm too for real,
Lose your tooth and nails,
Try to fight it, try to deny it
Stupid you will feel.
What I do, I do at will.
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy, I shoot to kill.
Half a breath left on my death bed,
Screaming "Eff that!"
Yeah super I'll.
Baby what the deal?
We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal,
Fuck a steak s***
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt, before I foot the bill.
Listen garden tool, don't me introduce you to my power tool,
You know the fuckin' drill.
How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable?
Summers Eve Massengill!
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby.
Crank the shit 'cause it's your Goddamn jam.
You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact,
Well shawty I'm that man.
These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man.
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said, "Settle ya fuckin ass down! I'm ready for combat man!"
Get it? Calm-bat-man?
Nah, ain't nobody whose as bomb and as nuts.
Lines are like mom's cat scans
'Cause they fucking go bananas.
Hunny I applaud that ass. Swear to God, man, these broads can't dance...
Ma show 'em how it's done,
Spaz like a Goddamn Taz, yeah.
[Chorus:]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no,
[Eminem Verse 2]
Girl shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinson's,
Make like Michael J Fox in your drawers, playin' with a Etch-a-Sketch.
Betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking at your door!
People hit the floors!
Yeah tonight ladies you gonna get divorced,
Girl forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with
Chris's paws like you pissed him off!
Talented with the tongue motherfucker,
You aint gotta lick in yours!
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores,
Makin' cash registers sh-t their drawers.
Think you spit the rawest?
I'm an uncut slab of beef laying on your kitchen floor.
Other words, I'm off the meat rack.
Bring the beat back!
Bring me two extension chords!
I'mma measure my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more...
Fuck my dick's big bitch.
Need I remind you that I don't need the fuckin' swine flu to be a sick pig?
You're addicted, I'm dope.
I'm the longest needle around here,
Need a fix up?
I'm the big shot: get it? Dicks, nuts?
Your just small bolts little pricks! (Ha!)
Girl you think that other prick's hot?
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
'Fore I sit back and let 'em get hot,
Better call the cops on 'em quick fast.
Shady's right back on your bitch ass,
White trash with half a six pack in his hatchback.
Trailer hitched attached to the back (Dispatch)
[Pink - Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no,
[Eminem - Verse 3]
Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappin'?
Does a bird chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurp syrup til he burps and smoke purp?
Does a word search gets circles wrapped around it like you do when I come through?
I'd like you to remind yourself of what the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic!
Girl you're the kind of girl that I can take a liking to... Psyche!
I'm spiking you like a football,
Been this way since I've stood a foot tall.
You're a good catch, with a shitty spouse,
Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw,
Gimme good brain, watch the wood grain, don't want no c** stain!
Bitch you listening tryin' to turn me down?
S*** I'm talking to you, turn me back up!
Are you insane! Tryna talk over me in the car!
Shut the fuck up while my s***s playin'!
I'ma shit stain on the underwear of life,
What's the saying? Where there's thunder there's lightning,
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place...
Then how the fuck have I been hit six times
In three different locations
On four separate occasions?
And you can bet your stanking ass
That I've come to smash everything in my path.
Fork was in the road, took the pyschopath
Poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash.
So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone
Shake your booty shawty I'm the shit
Why you think Proof used to call me Doodi?