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  • Текст песни Eminem - финальный фристаил. восьмая миля

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    На этой странице находится текст песни Eminem - финальный фристаил. восьмая миля, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    Now everybody from the 313
    Put your mothefucking hands and follow me
    Everybody from the 313
    Put your mothefucking hands up
    Look Look

    Now while he stands tough
    Notice that this man did not had his hands up
    This free world got you gased up
    Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf

    1, 2, 3 and to the 4
    1 pac , 2 pac, 3 pac, 4
    4 pac, 3 pac, 2 pac, 1
    You're pac, he's pac, no pacs, none

    This guy aint no mother-fuckin MC,
    I know everything he's got to say against me,
    I am white, I am a fuckin bum, I do live in a trailer with my mom,
    My boy Future is an Uncle Tom.
    I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob who shoots
    himself in the leg with his own gun,
    I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps
    And Wink did fuck my girl,
    I'm still standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!"
    Don't ever try to judge me dude
    You don't know what the fuck i've been through

    But i know something about you
    You went to Crankbook, that's a private school
    What's the matter dawg? You embarrased?
    This is guy's a gangster, he's real name's Clarence

    And Clarence lives at home with both parents
    And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage
    This guy don't wanna battle, He's shook
    'Cause there no such things as half-way crooks
    He's scared to death
    He's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook, fuck Crankbook

    Fuck the beat, i go acapella
    Fuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody
    Fuck y'all if you doubt me
    I'm a piece of fucking white trash, i say it proudly
    And fuck this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty,
    Here, tell this people something they dont know about me.

    Эй, вся тусовка из Три-Один-Три, (*)
    поднимите ваши руки вверх и слушайте сюды.
    Вся тусовка из Три-Один-Три, поднимите ваши руки вверх.
    Смотри, смотри...

    Он стоит тут и считает, что он крут,
    но заметьте, что он не поднял своих рук.
    "Свободный Мир" одурманил твой ум,
    но нам не страшен Серый Волк!

    Раз, два, три и так до четырех.
    1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4,
    4pac, 3pac, 2pac, 1.
    Ты Пак, он Пак, кто Пак? Ни один из вас!

    Этот парень никакой не эм-си.
    Я знаю всю грязь, которой он может меня облить.
    Да, я белый, да, я бедный как бомж,
    я действительно живу с мамой, и трейлер - мой дом,
    а мой кореш Фьючер - Дядя Том. (**)
    У меня есть тупой друг по имени Чеддер Боб,
    который прострелил своим же пистолетом одну из своих ног. Меня действительно избили вы, шестеро козлов,
    а Моргун оттрахал мою телку.
    Но я все равно кричу: "СВОБОДНЫЙ МИР, ИДИТЕ В ЖОПУ!"
    И даже не пытайся судить обо мне, чувак.
    Ты ни хрена не знаешь, через что прошел я.

    Зато знаю я кое-что про тебя.
    Ты ходил в Крэнбрук, хорошая школа - частная.
    В чем дело, чувак, ты смущаешься?
    Может ли быть этот парень гангстером?
    На самом деле его зовут Кларенсом.

    И Кларенс живет дома со своими любимыми предками.
    И предки у Кларенса счастливы в браке, гордятся своими детками. Этот парень не хочет биться, он трус,
    потому что не бывает лишь наполовину лгун. (***)
    Он испуган до смерти.
    Он боится в свой ежегодник заглянуть, в жопу Крэнбрук.

    Плевать на ритм, я продолжу а капелла.
    В жопу Папа Дока, в жопу часы, в жопу трейлер.
    Идите все куда подальше, если сомневаетесь во мне хоть на немного.
    Я кусок сраного белого мусора и говорю об этом гордо.
    И плевать на этот бэттл, я не хочу выигрывать, я сваливаю.
    Давай, расскажи этим людям обо мне то, чего они еще не знают про меня.

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    Now everybody from the 313
    Put your mothefucking hands and follow me
    Everybody from the 313
    Put your mothefucking hands up
    Look Look

    Now while he stands tough
    Notice that this man did not had his hands up
    This free world got you gased up
    Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf

    1 , 2, 3, 4 and to the
    1 pac, 2 pac, 3 pac, 4
    4 pac, 3 pac, 2 pac, 1
    You're pac, he's pac, no pacs, none

    This guy aint no mother-fuckin MC,
    I know everything he's got to say against me,
    I am white, I am a fuckin bum, I do live in a trailer with my mom,
    My boy Future is an Uncle Tom.
    I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob who shoots
    himself in the leg with his own gun,
    I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps
    And Wink did fuck my girl,
    I'm still standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!"
    Don't ever try to judge me dude
    You don't know what the fuck i've been through

    But i know something about you
    You went to Crankbook, that's a private school
    What's the matter dawg? You embarrased?
    This is guy's a gangster, he's real name's Clarence

    And Clarence lives at home with both parents
    And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage
    This guy don't wanna battle, He's shook
    'Cause there no such things as half-way crooks
    He's scared to death
    He's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook, fuck Crankbook

    Fuck the beat, i go acapella
    Fuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody
    Fuck y'all if you doubt me
    I'm a piece of fucking white trash, i say it proudly
    And fuck this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty,
    Here, tell this people something they dont know about me.

    Hey , all -together of the Three - One - Three ( * )
    Raise your hands up and listen syudy .
    All -together of the Three - One - Three , raise your hands up.
    Look, look ...

    He stands there and thinks he's cool ,
    but note that he did not raise his hands.
    " Free World " drugged your mind ,
    but we are not afraid of the Gray Wolf !

    One, two, three and so on until four .
    1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4 ,
    4pac, 3pac, 2pac, 1.
    You Pak Pak he who Pak ? None of you !

    This guy is not no MCs .
    I know all the dirt , which he can throw me .
    Yes, I'm white , but I have not like a bum ,
    I do live with my mom , and Trailer - my house ,
    and my sidekick White - Uncle Tom. (**)
    I have a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob ,
    who shot his gun as one of its legs. I really beat you six goats
    Morgun and fuck my bitch .
    But I still yell " FREE WORLD , GO TO HELL ! "
    And do not try to judge me , dude .
    You do not fucking know what I went through .

    But I know something about you .
    You went to Cranbrook , a good school - private.
    What's up, dude , you're embarrassed?
    Could it be this guy is a gangster ?
    In fact, his name is Clarence .

    And Clarence lives at home with their loved ones ancestors.
    And Clarence ancestors have been happily married , proud of their babies. This guy does not want to fight , he is a coward ,
    it can not be only half a liar. (*** )
    He's scared to death.
    He is afraid to look in your yearbook , ass Cranbrook .

    Spit on rhythm, I will continue a cappella .
    Fuck Papa Doc , watch your ass , in the ass trailer.
    Go all to hell , if you doubt me even for a bit.
    I'm a piece of fucking white trash and say this proudly .
    And spit on this Battle , I do not want to win , I 'm out .
    Come on, tell me these people what they do not know about me .

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