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Verse 1: Eminem
Got a shitty grin, bitch
show me them itty-bitty titties again
We're in Sin City, since when did we
begin to get addicted to dope
Diggity bitch you need to go run and go get
your friggidy-friends
I'm looking at your bum-stickdy-bum hun
The migidy
mac's, bigidy back
Don't act wigidy-wack, you can get the fididy-finger, the
middle
You little busy bitch, stick-stickity in
Got a 6 o' clock craving,
stop get Ciroc
It's about to be an unbelievable night
I call it surreal,
Sir Mix a Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I
missed a spot shaving
Came to sip vodka, shit yeah, that little chick is hot
but if she got rabies
So I wouldn't give the bitch a shot, I poke her in the
rear
But I bet if I lick her, she'll try to chase me (Haha)
What are you
pit, rott, mixed or you just got fixed well shit then let's lip-lock
If not
then trick piss off you snobby little pig snot nose
You think you're hot shit
cause you're in heat, Well, bitch, if you're solar
Then I'm your polar
opposite dog
cause I'm colder than popsicle sticks, poppin' shit, talkin' it,
walkin' it, spit rocks
Then my sick thoughts are about to lick shots
Like
this shit's hopping, and drip-dropping in chocolate-ly whip-topping
So
whether you're Hip Hop, Slipknot, Big, Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross,
you'll dig this if not then kick rocks in flip flops
And I produced the
track So you don't have to ask who it is when this shit knocks (TURN UP!)
So
bring clairvoyance to this bangin and I'mma keep on saying
All the shit I
should be hung for, and probably killed for saying
And I probably will, but
not until the day I pop a pill again
Like chopping 'til I'm dropping, still
if that don't do the job of killing Shady,
then the karma will, insane him
I'm as brainy Mohammad until the Parkinson's done eat away my brain
And made
me Robin Williams crazy or I end up with dementia, but you rocking with a
sadist
Hate to say this, but if the thought is entertaining
I ain't
stopping till be sprayed it, oh my god, for real man, not again I'm
shaking
But before I tie a rope around this nob, if they don't like it, got a
knob they can slob on until -
Wait I just forgot what I was
thinking...
What's it called again? I'm blanking
Something about the
balls between my legs and I think I can feel it dangling, it's throbbing and
it's veiny
Wait I think I got it, okay bitch I got you, Robin Williams
hanging
Go hang in the lobby
unless you came to slob me
Come on
kemosabe
It's past time, like your favorite hobby
Cause if the way that I
spit shit remains on my dick then she grab me by the nuts and tried to take my
sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I
say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted to my dick like Lorena Bobbit
Got
a wean her off it,
weiner off it like she took my fucking penis, chopped it,
and stuck it up between her armpits
And she begun to swing a crumpet knife
and paint the carpet, at least that's what her train of thought is
Cause I
came, saw, conquered, hit it, quit it, and made up a plane of bonkers
And I
always end up giving these bitches some complex
And I don't mean
apartment
So spread your feet apart
And let me see you do some yoga
stretches, splits
Now grab this Cuisinart
And make me breakfast, bitch,
that's a prerequisite
And that's just to get in this bedroom, bitch
Walked
up to that Ke$ha chick (what up?)
Said my name is Booger, wanna catch a
flick?
I'll even let you pick, make her fetch a stick
Bet you if you
get this old dog these new tricks
To get familiar with I'll learn extra
quick
Kick a pregnant bitch, oops, I guess the shit
Took an unexpected
twist like the neck of the freaking exorcist
Bitch, I said that this mask
ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm
making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me
You deaf, girl, I said you
was foxy
I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre
Bitch, shut the fuck up and get in
my car
And suck my fucking dick while I take a shit
And I think with my
dick so come blow my mind
And it tastes like humble pie
So swallow my
pride, you're lucky just to follow my ride
If I let you run alongside the
Humvee
Unless you're Nicki, grab you by the wrist, let's ski
So what's it
gon' be? Put that shit away Iggy
You gon' blow that rape whistle on
me
(Squee!) I love it
'Fore I get lost with the gettin'
off
Like this is our exit, now lets hit the highway and try not to get
lost
'Till we get to Las Vegas
Bridge: Eminem
(Party, do it
'till tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till
tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till
tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till
tomorrow)
Vegas
Chorus: Eminem
Whatever happens here, stays
here
So let's go all the way dear
Til we get to Las Vegas
Verse
2: Royce da 5'9
Whatever happens in my room, it stays in my room like
movie night like cable
Treat every women in my stable like flavors
Looking
like she kryptonite and I get weak after like 7 days
In 7 nights in the days
and it's our Vegas
We rolling circles and packs, we the lifesavers
She
got a boyfriend, I got a toy then
I'll bring her with me when I show up to
her crib waving
And I ain't tryna be the nice neighbor
I'm so Jay
Electronic, I'm cut like I'm all out of razors
And all I got is a gun left
with a bayonet on it
Next ho froze and it look like I walked in to a jewelry
store
With a about a million dollars with your mama
And sat down did an
ALS challenge, haaaan
I stole that adlib from French,
Bad and Evil
back at it again
About to get my back tatted again
About to get a pic of a
backstabber with an axe in his hand
Sitting on a bike in the sand
If you
ain't been through nothing
Then that shouldn't mean nothing
to you like
likes on the Gram
If she current I keep her pussy purring
like the pipes
on a lamp
Weed got her so chinky eyed
Look like she been
getting high
on a flight to Japan
I keep my jewelry on while I'm fucking
Sound like I'm
shaking up dice in a can
Listen, though this ain't Christmas I make you
my ex miss if this is my passion
I learn to give those who don't appreciate
my presence the gift of my absence
I don't know who you been listening
to
Got me fucked up like Pookie in the chicken coop
Bitch, I don't give a
two shits
Bitch, get the fuck out of my face
To make a long story
short, I don't really gotta stand there
And listen to you while you throw a
silly tantrum
Even though I have an affinity for witty banter
Starting to
feel like foulplay like Billy Laimbeer
Hold up, she misunderstood me
I
said saint, por favor
Thought I said to wait, had four doors
I knock a
nigga face off
Give him the bottom of the nine like a baseball scoreboard
(whatever)
I leave the club with my tab still open
Won't even get a cab
for you and your friend
The only fear I have is of loathing
And I won't
even kick in 'till we get to Las Vegas
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歌曲名:Vegas
歌手:Clifters
专辑:Clifters On In
midnightPumpkin - VEGA
by 樱子 - Q:29385422
もしもこの空が二つに割れたら
这片天空如果被分成了两半
星の数ほどの涙が溢れるね
恐怕流出的泪水就该有星星那么多
もしも仆たちが1つになれたら
如果我们两个能够合为一体
七色のメロディーが届くだろ
那么也许就能奏出那七色的旋律
抉じ开けたドアには
好不容易打开的那扇门里
谁より爱しい 镜に映る笑颜
镜子里映出的笑容比谁都要可爱
忘れないから
不会忘记
そばにいるから
就在我的身边
迷わないで
使我不再迷茫
今 そこに见える二つ星离れない
天边的那两颗星星 永远不会分开
1つ消えてしまったなら
如果一颗消失了
もう1つ…また1つ落ちていく
那么另一颗也会随之陨落
いつか君に届けるよ この歌
总有一天会让你听到这首歌
信じること
将那些信仰
无くしじゃいけないもの
那些不能失去的东西
抱きしめて
紧紧抱住
例えば今すぐ未来が来たなら
如果马上就要面临未来的话
どんな服を着て
不论穿着什么样的衣服
アニュールックのだろう
都是一幅崭新的面貌
例えば今すぐ サヨナラと言えば
如果马上就要说再见的话
消えてしまうものがここにはある
面前的东西都会消失
嘘をついた数は 计ら知らないね
谎言的数量已经数不胜数
頬に零れる涙
脸颊上洒落的泪滴
近道しでも 远回りでも
不论是抄近道 还是绕远路
もう逃げないで
这次我都不会再逃避
今 そこに光る二つ星离れない
发着光的那两颗星星 永远不会分开
どんな梦から覚めでも
即使是从梦中被拉醒
贯いて…今すぐに 渡るから
即使是从梦中被拉醒
いつか君に伝えたい この歌
总有一天会让你听到这首歌
信じること
将那些信仰
无くしじゃいけないもの
那些不能失去的东西
抱きしめて
紧紧抱住
憧れじゃない 理想でもない
不是憧憬 也不是理想
夜空に响く気持ち
在夜空里回响的心绪
捕まえてで 走出さぬように
紧紧捉住不放 不会再丢失
一人じゃない
我并不是孤单一人
今 そこに见える二つ星离れない
天边的那两颗星星 永远不会分开
1つ消えてしまったなら
如果一颗消失了
もう1つ…また1つ落ちていく
那么另一颗也会随之陨落
いつか君に届けるよ この歌
总有一天会让你听到这首歌
信じること
无くしじゃいけないもの
那些不能失去的东西
抱きしめて
紧紧抱住
完
http://music.baidu.com/song/8188315
Verse 1: Eminem
Got a shitty grin, bitch
show me them itty-bitty titties again
We're in Sin City, since when did we
begin to get addicted to dope
Diggity bitch you need to go run and go get
your friggidy-friends
I'm looking at your bum-stickdy-bum hun
The migidy
mac's, bigidy back
Don't act wigidy-wack, you can get the fididy-finger, the
middle
You little busy bitch, stick-stickity in
Got a 6 o' clock craving,
stop get Ciroc
It's about to be an unbelievable night
I call it surreal,
Sir Mix a Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I
missed a spot shaving
Came to sip vodka, shit yeah, that little chick is hot
but if she got rabies
So I wouldn't give the bitch a shot, I poke her in the
rear
But I bet if I lick her, she'll try to chase me (Haha)
What are you
pit, rott, mixed or you just got fixed well shit then let's lip-lock
If not
then trick piss off you snobby little pig snot nose
You think you're hot shit
cause you're in heat, Well, bitch, if you're solar
Then I'm your polar
opposite dog
cause I'm colder than popsicle sticks, poppin' shit, talkin' it,
walkin' it, spit rocks
Then my sick thoughts are about to lick shots
Like
this shit's hopping, and drip-dropping in chocolate-ly whip-topping
So
whether you're Hip Hop, Slipknot, Big, Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross,
you'll dig this if not then kick rocks in flip flops
And I produced the
track So you don't have to ask who it is when this shit knocks (TURN UP!)
So
bring clairvoyance to this bangin and I'mma keep on saying
All the shit I
should be hung for, and probably killed for saying
And I probably will, but
not until the day I pop a pill again
Like chopping 'til I'm dropping, still
if that don't do the job of killing Shady,
then the karma will, insane him
I'm as brainy Mohammad until the Parkinson's done eat away my brain
And made
me Robin Williams crazy or I end up with dementia, but you rocking with a
sadist
Hate to say this, but if the thought is entertaining
I ain't
stopping till be sprayed it, oh my god, for real man, not again I'm
shaking
But before I tie a rope around this nob, if they don't like it, got a
knob they can slob on until -
Wait I just forgot what I was
thinking...
What's it called again? I'm blanking
Something about the
balls between my legs and I think I can feel it dangling, it's throbbing and
it's veiny
Wait I think I got it, okay bitch I got you, Robin Williams
hanging
Go hang in the lobby
unless you came to slob me
Come on
kemosabe
It's past time, like your favorite hobby
Cause if the way that I
spit shit remains on my dick then she grab me by the nuts and tried to take my
sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I
say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted to my dick like Lorena Bobbit
Got
a wean her off it,
weiner off it like she took my fucking penis, chopped it,
and stuck it up between her armpits
And she begun to swing a crumpet knife
and paint the carpet, at least that's what her train of thought is
Cause I
came, saw, conquered, hit it, quit it, and made up a plane of bonkers
And I
always end up giving these bitches some complex
And I don't mean
apartment
So spread your feet apart
And let me see you do some yoga
stretches, splits
Now grab this Cuisinart
And make me breakfast, bitch,
that's a prerequisite
And that's just to get in this bedroom, bitch
Walked
up to that Ke$ha chick (what up?)
Said my name is Booger, wanna catch a
flick?
I'll even let you pick, make her fetch a stick
Bet you if you
get this old dog these new tricks
To get familiar with I'll learn extra
quick
Kick a pregnant bitch, oops, I guess the shit
Took an unexpected
twist like the neck of the freaking exorcist
Bitch, I said that this mask
ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm
making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me
You deaf, girl, I said you
was foxy
I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre
Bitch, shut the fuck up and get in
my car
And suck my fucking dick while I take a shit
And I think with my
dick so come blow my mind
And it tastes like humble pie
So swallow my
pride, you're lucky just to follow my ride
If I let you run alongside the
Humvee
Unless you're Nicki, grab you by the wrist, let's ski
So what's it
gon' be? Put that shit away Iggy
You gon' blow that rape whistle on
me
(Squee!) I love it
'Fore I get lost with the gettin'
off
Like this is our exit, now lets hit the highway and try not to get
lost
'Till we get to Las Vegas
Bridge: Eminem
(Party, do it
'till tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till
tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till
tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till
tomorrow)
Vegas
Chorus: Eminem
Whatever happens here, stays
here
So let's go all the way dear
Til we get to Las Vegas
Verse
2: Royce da 5'9
Whatever happens in my room, it stays in my room like
movie night like cable
Treat every women in my stable like flavors
Looking
like she kryptonite and I get weak after like 7 days
In 7 nights in the days
and it's our Vegas
We rolling circles and packs, we the lifesavers
She
got a boyfriend, I got a toy then
I'll bring her with me when I show up to
her crib waving
And I ain't tryna be the nice neighbor
I'm so Jay
Electronic, I'm cut like I'm all out of razors
And all I got is a gun left
with a bayonet on it
Next ho froze and it look like I walked in to a jewelry
store
With a about a million dollars with your mama
And sat down did an
ALS challenge, haaaan
I stole that adlib from French,
Bad and Evil
back at it again
About to get my back tatted again
About to get a pic of a
backstabber with an axe in his hand
Sitting on a bike in the sand
If you
ain't been through nothing
Then that shouldn't mean nothing
to you like
likes on the Gram
If she current I keep her pussy purring
like the pipes
on a lamp
Weed got her so chinky eyed
Look like she been
getting high
on a flight to Japan
I keep my jewelry on while I'm fucking
Sound like I'm
shaking up dice in a can
Listen, though this ain't Christmas I make you
my ex miss if this is my passion
I learn to give those who don't appreciate
my presence the gift of my absence
I don't know who you been listening
to
Got me fucked up like Pookie in the chicken coop
Bitch, I don't give a
two shits
Bitch, get the fuck out of my face
To make a long story
short, I don't really gotta stand there
And listen to you while you throw a
silly tantrum
Even though I have an affinity for witty banter
Starting to
feel like foulplay like Billy Laimbeer
Hold up, she misunderstood me
I
said saint, por favor
Thought I said to wait, had four doors
I knock a
nigga face off
Give him the bottom of the nine like a baseball scoreboard
(whatever)
I leave the club with my tab still open
Won't even get a cab
for you and your friend
The only fear I have is of loathing
And I won't
even kick in 'till we get to Las Vegas
是这个吗？ 求采纳
你是否需要了解？