Eminem - Puke lyrics

Album: Encore (2004)

(Sounds of someone puking)

There I go--thinking of you again

[Chorus]
You do not know how sick you make me
You make me f*ckin´ sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you

I was going to take the time to sit down & write you a little poem
But ? would probably be a little more, more suitable for this type of song--whoa
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of
Sixteen bars, this aint enough to put some ink ta
So f*ck it, I ama start right here by just be brief-a
Bout to rattle off some other reasons
I knew I shouldn´t go & get another tattoo of you
On my arm, but what do I go & do
I go & get another one, now I got two
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I am sittin´ here with your name on my skin
I cannot believe I went & did this stupid shit again
My next girlfriend, now her name´s have got to be Kim
Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every motherf*ckin´ thing you ever put us through
Then I´dn´t be standing here crying over you
Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who

[Chorus]
You do not know how sick you make me
You make me f*ckin´ sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you

I was going to take the time to sit down & write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter
That you would probably just shred up--yea
I stumbled on your picture yesterday & it made me stop & think of
How much of a waste it would be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a
Paper, I would rather let you see how
Much I f*ckin´ hate you in a freestyle
You are a f*ckin´ cokein´ slut, I hope you f*ckin´ die
I hope you get to hell & Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your f*ckin´ guts, you f*ckin´ slut--I hope you die
Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie
But please don´t get me wrong, I am not bitter or mad
It isn´t that I still love you, it isn´t ´cause I want you back
It is just that when I think of you, it makes me want to yak
-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ag
What else can I do, I´ven´t got a clue
Now I guess I will just move on, I´ve no choice but to
But every time I think of you now, I will I want to do
Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke

[Chorus]
You do not know how sick you make me
You make me f*ckin´ sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you, I puke

F*ckin´ bitch

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