Eminem Lyrics Right For Me Lyrics

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Eminem Lyrics Right For Me Lyrics
I feel phenomenal as usual
Pharmaceuticals glue stick to crucify me at Bonnaroo
But I dont know if Im in Tennessee Chicago or Houston
In the corner trying to seek solitude
Shallow but such a hollow dude
I wont even swallow solid food
Alcoholic too plus Im on lean like the Tower of Pisa
Top it off Im on mushrooms so f*ck all of you
Roses to violet mollies are blue
Lost in a ball of confusion
Its all an illusion
Its probably the shrooms Im on
Cause I think I started hallucinating
Cause I just thought I just heard Jay Electronica and Odd Futures new shit
And all I can do is follow the music
And end up with Paula Abdul at Lollapalooza
Fillin water balloons with nail polish remover
Just a problem in wallowing fumes
I feel uptight I gotta get looser
After I finish polishing off this bottle of booze I got a solution
Concentrated like orange juice so Im not as diluted
Cause all this delusion got me seein shit
Excusez-moi but that coochie that passed
You see her ass? Wouldnt make her my main squeeze
But juicier ass it belongs in a juicer
Its mouth waterin too so I walked up to it like Im Marshall
Wanna try to meet my standards? Ill Introduce ya
Oh Im a misogynist too but Im not a masseuse
But my attitude is rubbin off on the youth
A chronic abuser not only user of marijuana
I mean verbal assault that I use to smoke all of you losers
Got a bazooka a shotgun a ruger a Glock and a nuke
And a Rottweiler too Im not in the mood so
When I say Im bringing the TEC out
Im not coming to repair your f*ckin electronic computers
God Im gonna puke
Im so gone off the hookah
I think I swallowed a loofah
Im tore up demolished a f*ckin stone like Oliver
Like I looked Medusa in the eyeball to seduce her
The thoughts I produce are loony tunes
The box of usable latex gloves and the socks and the shoes
To replace next up Veronicas boobs
And a paychecks that were stuffed in a glove box
In a blue Honda with used condoms were clues
The girl was just not the one suitable for him

[Hook:]
Right For Me will change me rearrange my head to be
Just right for you and me dont laugh please listen
Dont laugh please listen

Thought I could endure the pressure
Collapse and crumble perhaps
Relapsing under that
Well thats a bunch of crap
In the clutch Im the Captain Crunch of rap
And Im sick of acting humble thats enough of that
F*ck that shit cut the sack
Like its a natural reaction
Thats why Im actually trapped in this shoving match
Cause push keeps coming to that
I can keep getting my ass kicked keep it coming back
Like a sarcastic crumpled sack of shit so mad
Disgruntled had some struggles yeah
But that passionate hungers back
The fantastic juggling act
And the way I flip my tongue on the track
Its like verbal acrobatics
But in fact
Last time I tried to pull off a dramatic stunt as drastic
I f*ckin crashed my hovercraft
After I strapped the duffel bag to my back
And stuck the massive punchin bag in it
An elastic bungee strap proper plaster a thumb tack
And a piece of plastic bubble wrap
Went spastic and f*ckin snapped
Jumped and splashed in a puddle of battery acid
Stumbled back recovered back flipped
And landed on a gymnastic tumble mat
And for my last trick lunge on back lash
On a NASA shuttle flap f*ckin snapped the rudder in half
Chuckled and laughed buttaled my last rebuttal
And just asked him to come crash
And I go grab my go-go-gadget inflatable gigantic humongous mattress
And ceramic construction hat
Rubbed my magic mushroom tat
Fell off then splat get up from that
Face taped to a waste paper basket
Throw up then gas lungs collapse
And thats more likely than finding someone thats

[Hook]

Couple of shots of J?ger
Public intoxication dis-f*ckin-combobulation
Flooded with thoughts of anger
While I was away I know probably some of you got to thinkin
Youre top ten aint cha? stop cause you f*ckers are talkin crazy
And stop interrupting youre not even up in the conversation
Whether youre punchin a clock or famous
Underground pop or nameless whatever your job is
I came to f*ck with your occupation
Youre thinkin just cause you came in with scrubs
And you brought the scalpel and sponge
The oxygen tank and the suction and shot the brain surgeon
Stuck in the operating room
Once you done swapped your name with him
Smuggled in Ronald Reagan
If you duck him up Donald Fagen
While juggling waffles baking
F*ckin McDonalds egg and cheese sausage bagel finagle
They flung it across the table
Then bump it and knock it shake it
Jumped and got in the way then disrupted my concentration
I said f*ck it and lost my patience
Since they all woke up from sedation
Aint none of you Doctor Dre
So then what does it got you thinkin
That you can f*ck with this operation
Aftermath still running hip-hop amazing
Im still pluggin along
No need for an assumption
Heres confirmation
Im up for the long duration
Im just looking for something to walk away with
Some pocket change and a little integrity
Though Ill probably be jumpin across the stage
Till Im f*ckin Madonnas age and
Stuck in an awkward place in my life
But I shit you not like Im f*cked up with constipation
That day will come before I stumble upon some ladies

[Hook]
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