Poem Of Start

Eminem - Puke

(Puke Noises)

Em: There I go, thinkin of you again...

You dont know how sick you make me

you make me fuckin sick to my stomach

every time i think of you i puke

you must just not know

you may not think you do but you do

every time i think of you i puke

I was gonna take the time to sit down

and write you a little poem

but ??? would probably be a little more

more suitable for this type of song

i got a million reasons off the top of my head

that i could think of

16 bars just aint enough to put some ink to

so fuck it im'a start right here and just be brief

about to rattle off some other reasons

i knew i shouldn't go and get another tattoo

of you on my arm, but what do i go and do?

I go and get another one, now i got two

now im sittin here with your name on my skin

i cant believe i went and did this stupid shit again

my next girlfriend, now here name's gotta be kim..shit

if you only knew how much i hated you

for every motherfuckin thing you ever put us through

then i wouldnt be standin here cryin over you

You dont know how sick you make me

you make me fuckin sick to my stomach

every time i think of you i puke

you must just not know

you may not think you do but you do

every time i think of you i puke

I was gonna take the time to sit down

and write you a little letter

but i thought a song would probably be a little better

instead of a letter, that you'd probably just shred up..yea

i stumbled on your picture yesterday and made me stop and think of

how much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to

a stupid piece of paper, i'd rather let you see how

much i fuckin hate you in a freestyle

your a fuckin cokehead and i hope you fuckin die

i hope you get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye

i hate your fuckin guts you fuckin slut i hope you die..die

but please dont get me wrong, im not bitter or mad

its not that i still love you its not cause i want you back

its just that when i think of you it makes me wanna yack...yack

but what else can i do, i haven't got a clue

now i guess i'll just move on i have no choice but to

but everytime i think of you now all i wanna do is puke

You dont know how sick you make me

you make me fuckin sick to my stomach

every time i think of you i puke

you must just not know

you may not think you do but you do

every time i think of you i puke

(puking noises)

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