Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Role Model, artist - Eminem. Album song Curtain Call: The Hits, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath Entertainment, Interscope
Song language: English
Role Model |
OK, I’m going to attempt to drown myself |
You can try this at home |
You can be just like me! |
Mic check one two. |
we recordin? |
I’m cancerous, so when I diss you wouldn’t wanna answer this |
If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus |
I strangled you to death then I choked you again |
Then break your f*ckin legs till your bones poke through your skin |
You beef wit me, I’ma even the score equally |
Take you on Jerry Springer, and beat yer a*s legally |
I get you blunted off of funny home grown |
Cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono |
(Ohh no!!) So if I said I never did drugs |
That would mean I lie AND get f*cked more than the President does |
Hillary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a pervert |
I ripped her f*ckin tonsils out and fed her sherbet (Bitch!) |
My nerves hurt, and lately I’m on edge |
Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blonde dreads (Fuck you!) |
Every girl I ever went out wit is goin lez |
Follow me and do exactly what the song says: |
Smoke weed, take pills, drop outta school, kill people and drink |
And jump behind the wheel like it was still legal |
I’m dumb enough to walk in a store and steal |
So I’m dumb enough to ask for a date with Lauryn Hill |
Some people only see that I’m white, ignorin skill |
Cause I stand out like a green hat with a orange bill |
But I don’t get pissed, y’all don’t even see through the mist |
How the fuck can I be white, I don’t even exist |
I get a clean shave, bathe, go to a rave |
Die from an overdose and dig myself up out of my grave |
My middle finger won’t go down, how do I wave? |
And this is how I’m supposed to teach kids how to behave? |
Now follow me and do exactly what you see |
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me! |
I slap women and eat shrooms then O.D. |
Now don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me! |
Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole |
When we heard a knock at the door, must have been Ron Gold' |
Jumped behind the door, put the orgy on hold |
Killed em both and smeared blood in a white Bronco (we did it!) |
My mind won’t work if my spine don’t jerk |
I slapped Garth Brooks out of his Rhinestone shirt |
I’m not a player just a ill rhyme sayer |
That’ll spray an Aerosol can up at the ozone layer (psh) |
My rap style’s warped, I’m runnin out the morgue |
witcha dead grandmother’s corpse to throw it on your porch |
Jumped in a Chickenhawk cartoon wit a cape on |
And beat up Foghorn Leghorn with an acorn |
I’m bout as normal as Norman Bates, with deformative traits |
A premature birth that was four minutes late |
Mother are you there? |
I love you |
I never meant to hit you over the head with that shovel |
Will someone please explain to my brain that I just severed |
a main vein with a chainsaw and I’m in pain? |
I take a breather and sighed; |
either I’m high, or I’m nuts |
Cause if you ain’t tiltin this room, neither am I |
So when you see your mom with a thermometer shoved in her ass |
Then it probably is obvious I got it on with her |
Cause when I drop this solo shit it’s over with |
I bought Cage’s tape, opened it, and dubbed over it |
I came to the club drunk with a fake ID |
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me! |
I’ve been with 10 women who got HIV |
Now don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me! |
I got genital warts and it burns when I pee |
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me! |
I tie a rope around my penis and jump from a tree |
You probably wanna grow up to be just like me! |