Eminem - Trouble Lyrics

 Eminem - Trouble Lyrics

Alright, here, drink this

What is it?

Shut up and drink it

No

I said drink it, bitch

The fuck? The fuck are you tryna do?

Get us cancelled

Ayy, yo

Fuck blind people (What?)

And deaf people suck (Stop)

So do cripples, you dumb quadriplegic fuck

With Christopher Reeve's luck (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

Shady, Jesus, what the fuck?

Oh, here comes Marshall to try to clean this up (Shut up)

What's the matter, Marshall? Your penis tucked?

Aw, the big bad rapper just get his feelings hurt?

Let me go, you bitch

Or what, genius, huh?

You gonna cancel me, yeah? Gen-Z me, bruh?

Little pussy, what's wrong? Thought you was dreaming, huh?

When you gonna realize that we fuckin' need each other?