Paroles de la chanson Don't Front par Eminem
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Don’t front…
Don’t front…
Don’t front…
Used to get bent, now I represent to the fullest
Pencil is full of insulin bullets
I’m like a Doberman Pinscher, Pitbull and a Rot’ mixed with a toxin
The plot begins to thicken, I begin to spit like vintage Pac
Demented, demonic sinister…
Ever since the the doc’ replenished me the day he gave me that shot
When I was just about to quit
So to not see him with me would a shocking image
And I’m the definition of what a concrete chin is
Don’t front…
Don’t front…
Used to get bent, now I represent to the fullest
Pencil is full of insulin bullets
I’m like a Doberman Pinscher, Pitbull and a Rot’ mixed with a toxin
The plot begins to thicken, I begin to spit like vintage Pac
Demented, demonic sinister…
Ever since the the doc’ replenished me the day he gave me that shot
When I was just about to quit
So to not see him with me would a shocking image
And I’m the definition of what a concrete chin is
‘Cause no matter how many times you sock me in it
And knock me to the canvas, even the boxing critics
Know that if I get off to a rocky start, I’ll always have a Rocky finish
Eat me brocoli, spinach, cocky?
Nope – but I hope I offended you when I told ya how dope I am at this
And put emphasis on the “dope”
So when names come up in the conversation of who’s the dopest
Better throw mine in it – and don’t mind me
While I remind you of the flow you won’t find anywhere when it fires
And I unload my pen explodes ’til there’s no rhymes in it
Reload in no time, let insults fly ever sixty seconds that go by
And knock me to the canvas, even the boxing critics
Know that if I get off to a rocky start, I’ll always have a Rocky finish
Eat me brocoli, spinach, cocky?
Nope – but I hope I offended you when I told ya how dope I am at this
And put emphasis on the “dope”
So when names come up in the conversation of who’s the dopest
Better throw mine in it – and don’t mind me
While I remind you of the flow you won’t find anywhere when it fires
And I unload my pen explodes ’til there’s no rhymes in it
Reload in no time, let insults fly ever sixty seconds that go by
So you know I meant it…
In school I was so shy, timid – two pairs of jean’s I’d alternate
Bummy clothes, I ‘member beggin’ my mom for Kmart MacGregors
‘Cause they were new – Saint-Vincent De Paul
Those Pony’s were used, and no size fitted…
But kissed them old days adios, I did it
They said I was a gimmick, now I’m the one that those guys mimic
Now you fuckers don’t wanna’ go startin’ no argument
‘Cause you know I’ll win it
Name a flow that’s more authentic, and don’t front…
You know I got I got cha opin – don’t front…
In school I was so shy, timid – two pairs of jean’s I’d alternate
Bummy clothes, I ‘member beggin’ my mom for Kmart MacGregors
‘Cause they were new – Saint-Vincent De Paul
Those Pony’s were used, and no size fitted…
But kissed them old days adios, I did it
They said I was a gimmick, now I’m the one that those guys mimic
Now you fuckers don’t wanna’ go startin’ no argument
‘Cause you know I’ll win it
Name a flow that’s more authentic, and don’t front…
You know I got I got cha opin – don’t front…
You know I got I got cha opin, kid – don’t front…
You know I got cha…
You know I got cha…
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