Asshole - Eminem, Skylar Grey

Came to the world at a time when it was in need of a villain

An asshole, that role think I succeeded fulfillin'

But don’t think I ever stopped to think that I was speaking to children

Everything was happenin' so fast.

It was like I blinked, sold 3 million

Then it all went blank, all I remember is feelin' ridiculous 'cause I was

getting sick of this feelin'

Like I’m always under attack, man, I coulda stacked my shit list to the ceilin'

Women dishin' but really

Thinkin' if anyone ever talks to one of my little girls like this I would kill

him

Guess I’m a little bit of a hypocrite when I’m rippin' shit.

But since when did

this many

People ever give a shit what I had to say?

It’s just my opinion

If it contradicts how I’m livin' put a dick in your rear-end

That’s why every time you mention a lyric

I thanked you for it, for drawin' more attention toward it

'Cause it gave me an enormous platform, I’m flattered you thought I was that

important

But you can’t ignore the fact that I fought for the respect and battled for it

Mad awards, had GLAAD annoyed atta-boy

They told me to slow down, I’d just zone-out

Good luck tryin' to convince a blonde, it’s like telling Gwen Stefani that she

sold out

'Cause I was trying to leave No Doubt

In anyone’s mind one day I’d go down in history think they know now

Because everybody knows

Everybody knows, that you’re just an asshole

Everywhere that you go, people want to go home, everyone knows

Everybody knows, so don’t pretend to be nice

There’s no place you can hide, you are just an asshole

Everyone knows, everyone knows

Thanks for the support, asshole

Quit actin' salty, I was countin' on you to count me out

Ask Asher Roth when he round about dissed me to shout me out

Thought I was history, well God damn honky that compliment’s like back-handin'

a donkey, good way to get your ass socked in the mouth

Nah, I’m off him, but what the fuck’s all this trash talking about?

The fight was fixed, I’m back and you can’t stop me you knocked me down

I went down for the count, I fell but the fans caught me and now

You’re gonna have to beat the fuckin' pants off me to take my belt

Word to Pacquiao, mama said there ain’t nothing else to talk about

Better go in that ring and knock 'em out, or you better not come out

It’s poetry in motion like Freddie Roach when he’s «in'

Shake-speare, so what if insults are revoltin'

Even Helen Keller knows life stinks

You think it’s a joke 'till your bullet riddled, but you should give little

shit what I think

This whole world is a mess,

gotta have a goddamn vest

on your chest

and a Glock just to go watch Batman

Who needs to test a testicles?

Not that man

Half you don’t got the guts, intestinal blockage, rest of you got lap bands

Stuck to this motto 'fore they put bath salts in all those

Water bottles in Colorado, so get lost, Waldo my soul’s escaping through this

asshole that is gaping

A black hole and I’m swallowin' this track whole, better pack toilet paper

But I’m takin' no crap hoe, here I go down the Bat Pole and I’m changing back

into that ole maniac in fact there they go, tryin' to dip out the back door

retreating

'Cause everybody knows

Holy mackerel.

I’m the biggest jerk on the planet Earth.

I smacked a girl

Off the mechanical bull at a tractor pull

For thinkin' we had some magnetic pull

Then screamed «ICP in this bitch!

How do fuckin' magnets work?»

'Cause you’re attractive but we ain’t attractable,

hate to be dramatical but I’m not romantical

I’m makin' up words, so you can understandable

It’s tragical, thinkin' some magical shit’s gonna happen, that ain’t practical

You crackin' a joke?

It’s laughable

'Cause me and love’s like a bad combination I keep them feelings locked in a

vault, so it’s safe to say I’m uncrackable

My heart is truly guarded

Full body armor bitch, you just need a helmet 'cause if you think you special,

you’re retarded

Thinkin' you’re one of a kind like you got some platinum vagina

You’re a trainwreck, I got a one-track mind and, shorty, you’re fine but you

sorta remind me of a 49'er

'Cause you’ve been a gold digger since you was a miner

Been tryin' to hunt me down like a dog 'cause you’re on my ass but you can’t

get a cent

'Cause all of my spare time’s spent

On my nose in this binder, so don’t bother tryin'

Only women that I love are my daughters, but sometimes I rhyme

And it sounds like I forget I’m a father and I push it farther, so, Father,

forgive me if I forget to draw the line

It’s apparent I shouldn’t have been parent I’ll never grow up, so to Hell with

your parents and 'mother' fuck 'father' time

It ain’t never gonna stop, a pessimist who transformed to an optimist in his

prime

So even if I’m half-dead, I’m half alive

Poured my half-empty glass in a cup now my cup has runneth over

And I’m about to set it on you like a motherfucking coaster

I’m goin' back to what got me here, yeah cocky and

Can’t knock bein' Rudolph, so fear not my deer

And dry up your tear drops I’m here

White America’s mirror, so don’t feel awkward or weird

If you stare at me and see yourself, 'cause you’re one too, shouldn’t be a

shock be

'Cause everybody knows