All She Wrote (Solo Version) - Eminem (埃米纳姆)

Now I don't really care what you call me

You can even call me cold

These b**ches knew as soon as they saw me

It's never me they'll get the privilege to know

I roll like a desperado now I never know where I'm gonna go

Still I ball like there's no tomorrow

Until it's over and that's all she wrote

You're starin' straight into a barrel of hate terrible fate

Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape

Cupid shot his arrow and missed wait Sarah you're late

Your train left; mascara and eggs smeared on your face

Night's over good bye ho I thought that I told ya

That spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over

Never should've came within range of my Rover

Should've known I was trouble soon as I rolled up

Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her

To still come back to the crib

Must want me to mess with her mind hold up

She mistook me for some high roller well I won't buy her soda

Unless it's Rock & Rye Cola (Faygo's cheaper)

Buy you a bag of Fritos

I wouldn't let you eat the f**kin' chip on my shoulder

If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya

Trying to pull five bucks from me is like trying to pull five molars

You'll get your eyes swoll up I'm on my straight grizzly

So why would I buy you a gay a** teddy bear b**ch you're already bi-polar

Now I don't really care what you call me

You can even call me cold

These b**ches knew as soon as they saw me

It's never me they'll get the privilege to know

I roll like a desperado now I never know where I'm gonna go

Still I ball like there's no tomorrow

Until it's over and that's all she wrote

Man TIP told me on this ho tip best tip I could give you to help you

Is never to let these tricks trick you

Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut sh*t

Dig you a hole Take the shovel and dig you some dignity b**ch

Sh*t you talk about some advice that sticks with you

If I should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns

Like double stick it's you but f**k 'em TIP it's cool

I'm chilling like a villain like the penguin in its f**king igloo eating fudgesicles

I'd rather slip and fall in sh*t than fall in love with you

Before I tie a f**king knot I'd tie you in one b**ch

You think this is some Nintendo game how f**king dumb is you

I'll give you some lumps before I split some lump sums with you

So here's a penny for your thoughts

But it won't buy you a cheeseburger

But a nickel might just get you one pickle

F**k it it's official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue

There's a bombshell scud missile

Like I just cuss at you to f**king cuss at you

Like before I rapped I was a motherf**king stud

Slut this will teach you not to come drunk stumbling my way for shizzle

I still live like I bought you the Gilbert's Lodge checks stub bizzle

So f**k Sizzler these checkers are bust like a blood blister

Now I don't really care what you call me

You can even call me cold

These b**ches knew as soon as they saw me

It's never me they'll get the privilege to know

I roll like a desperado now I never know where I'm gonna go

Still I ball like there's no tomorrow

Until it's over and that's all she wrote

Yeah I guess life is a b**ch ain't it TIP And each one thinks they the sh*t

Shirt off my back I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief

I'm givin' these hoes a dose of their own medicine

Let em get a good taste of it

I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now but in case you didn't

I'll stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it

Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it

So I pace this sh*t a little bit quicker that clock I'm racin' it

Double timin it' but I still spit triple the amount

Of insults in a tenth of the time that it may take you pricks

To catch on while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong

Man I still say K-mart's like there's an apostrophe "S" on it dog

And they say McDonalds isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong

But if you gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs

You can get the “F” on dawg

Now I don't really care what you call me

You can even call me cold

These b**ches knew as soon as they saw me

It's never me they'll get the privilege to know

I roll like a desperado now I never know where I'm gonna go

Still I ball like there's no tomorrow

Until it's over and that's all she wrote

All she wrote all she wrote

I said it's over and that's all she wrote

All she wrote all she wrote

Ya goodnight it's over and that's all she wrote