Till' You're Dead lyrics - Ez Mil

 Yeah, it's that time again

The long-awaited resurrection of Eminem's evil, but godly twin

And it is finally time for you all to see me chew and bite the trend

'Cuz man, maybe my life depends on this one shot

So I'm divin' into the

Beautiful mess that these turn of events have

Been producin, it's time for the pens to

Finally be put to use again

While these mumbling retards can fuse a trend and then

Focus on brainwashin' you and your friends and just

Not even care if they lose or win

'Cuz these careless little assholes

Pollutin' their face with scribbles like


Prrrrr aye, my mouth is full of my homie's nut (skrr)

Prrrrr, I'm gay, I do not have any talent I suck (skrr)

The only thing I do know how to do is

Make myself look like a fucking idiot

Gurgling jizz, mumbling shit

Cuz that's how worthless that my life really is!


(What the fuck) Man, I could puke

Because of how easy it is to copy the formula

(Damn) Maybe you're curious of what it is?

Okay, I'mma be showin' ya

(Here) Cuz with these four little steps its sure

That, you will be blowin' up

(Pough) But when you skyrocket to fame, man

That's when depression be showin' up


Wait, where was I? Oh yeah, teachin you

Little mothafuckz how to fit in wit' your peers

Wait a minute that's not it?

It's about the queers, sheddin' fuckin' tears

'Cuz of all the years, they've been

Plannin' to make this game theirs

But I am here, mumblers beware

This is the time you should tremble in fear


Step. Number. One. is, you should look like a hobo, and

Step. Number. Two. is, always have a triplet flow, and

Step. Number. Three. is, do all the drugs for the net, then

The. Final. Step. is, repeat all of that till' you're dead