Thursday, June 24, 2010

Recovery



After an intial album listen, and replaying a few songs here and there, I like this CD a lot. It hasn't hit me like The Eminem Show did, but I already think it's ten times better than Relapse. Obviously, as with any CD, a few different songs will get more plays than the rest, and it's not always the ones you'd think....but I already have one leading candidate.

Here are some lyrics from 'So Bad'.

So bad
So good that I'm so bad
Guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you aint never met nobody like me
And you aint gonna want no-fucking-body else again.

I'm equivalent to a shot of Cuervo, first I kiss your navel
Work my way down, baby you can lay down on the table
But you may wanna find something more stable
I told you I aint fooling from the gate, this aint the first day of April!
But thank you for staying April, I'ma make you learn
To appreciate me, differentiate me
From these phoney, little fishy and sissy fake G's
Skip over the huggy-bear and all the kissyface, please
Initiate phase three! Missy now service me
Take another shot of Jager, shake it so nervously
Take your time baby, ooh you're the bomb baby!
Ooh you're doing that even better than your mom lady!
I told you why I'm Shady, you didn't listen now, did you?
Relax woman, you know that I'm only kidding with you
Got a twisted sense of humour, it's warped, but I didn't hit you
I think you're finally starting to get the picture, I'm...

So bad
So good that I'm so bad
Guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you aint never met nobody like me
And you aint gonna want no-fucking-body else again.

I got you caught up in the rapture
Make you recapture the feelings you had for your last boyfriend before he slapped you
You never wanted someone so bad you're sweating
But if I'm what you wanted, why'd you panic when I grabbed you?
Girl don't be so frantic I'm just a hopeless romantic
Don't try to fight the feeling of something that's so organic
You can't ignore it, so don't just stand before it
Just drop them panties to the floor, let's get to camcordin'
Damn shorty, I told you this was bound to happen
Soon as you wrote your number on a napkin I was bound to work a number on your back and
Throw your spine out of alignment
My love has got you so blind that you couldn't pick Amy Winehouse out of a lineup
So stop at the store, pick a pint up
Let's get the pineapple schnapps going, no one'll knock cause I'ma hang a sign up
Saying "Don't Disturb", shorty I'm so superb
I say the right things, don't I spit the dopest words?

:: SMIRK ::

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