Almost Famous Lyrics – Eminem

Almost Famous Lyrics – Eminem
Song Details:
Song: Almost Famous
Artist: Eminem
Album: Recovery
Released: 2010
Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap

Almost Famous Lyrics

I Can Almost Taste It
This Shit Makes No Sense To Me
What Is It All Mean
I Can Almost Taste It
I Can Almost Tame It

This Shit Makes No Sense To Me
What Is It All Mean
I Can Almost Taste It

Yeah Cant Stop Now
I Can Almost Taste It
This Maybe The Last Time I Get
I Want To Be Famous

You Dream Of Trading Places
I Have Been Changing Faces
You Can Not Fill These Shoes
There Is Too Much To Lose
I Wake Up Behind These Trenches
You Run Around Defenseless
There Is Too Much To Lose
You Can Not Fill These Shoes
I Just Wanna Be Famous But
Be Careful What You Wish You For

I Stuck My Dick I
This Game Like A Rapist
They Call Me Slim Roethlisberger
I Go Bezerker Than A Fed-Up Post-Office Worker
A Merk Her With A Mossberg
Im Pissed Off Get Murdered
Like Someone

Took A Ketchup Squirter
Squirted A Frankfurter
For A Gangster You Shoulda Shit Your Pants
When You Saw
The Chainsaw Get To Waving
Like A Terrible Towel
I Faced Her Around
But His Fangs Come Out
Get Your Brains Blown Out
Thats What I Call Blowing Your Mind
When I Come Back
Like Nut On Your Spine
Im A Thumb Tack
That You Slept On Son
Now Here I Come Screaming Attack
Like I Just Stepped On One
Low On The Totem Till He Showed Em
Defiance Giant Scrotum
He Dont Owe Them Bitches Shit
His Bridges He Out Growd Em
Hes So Out Cold
Hes Knocked Out Of The South Pole
And Nobody Fucks With Him
Rigamortis And Post-Mortem
Hes Dying Of Boredom
Take Your Best Rhymes Record Em
Then Try To Flaunt Em
Hell Just Take Your Punch Lines And Snort Em
Shit Stained Drawers
You Gon Fuck With A Guy
Who Licks The Blades Of His Chainsaws
While He Dips Em In P.F. Changs Sauce
Games Up Homie Hang It Up Like Some Prank Calls
You Think Im Backing Down
You Must Be Out Of Your Dang Skulls
Im Almost Famous

You Dream Of Trading Places
I Have Been Changing Faces
You Can Not Fill These Shoes
There Is Too Much To Lose
I Wake Up Behind These Trenches
You Run Around Defenseless
There Is Too Much To Lose
You Can Not Fill These Shoes
I Just Wanna Be Famous But
Be Careful What You Wish You For

Im Back For Revenge
I Lost A Battle That Aint Happening Again
Im At Your Throat Like Strep
I Step Strapped With A Pen
Metaphors Wrote On My Hand
Someone Distorted My Mint
Read Some I Wrote On A Napkin
I Do What I Have To To Win
Pull At It All Stops Any
Who Touch A Mic Priors
Not Even Austin Powers
How The Fuck Are They Mike Meyers
And Tell That Psycho To Pass The Torch
To The Whack Before
I Take A Shit In His Jack-O-Lantern
And Smash It On His Porch
Now Get Off My Dick
Dicks Too Short A Word For My Dick
Get Off My Antidisestablishmentarianism You Prick
You Call Me The Champ Call Me
The Space Shuttle Destroyer
I Just Blew Up The Challenger
Matter Fact I Need A Lawyer
I Displaced My Clause With Enough Plaster
To Make A Cast Beat His Ass Naked And
Peed In His Corner Like Verne Troyer
Youre The Eminem Backwards Youre Mini-Me
See Hes In A Whole Nother Weight Class
He Smokes Your BBs You Beat Back Bullets
Youre Full Of It You Were Just In His C-Ds
Laugh At Infinite Now Hes
Back Like Someone Pissed In His Wheaties
No Peace Treaties Hes Turned Into A Beast
His New Slim Shady E-Ps Got
The Attention Of The Mighty D-R-E
He Is Almost Famous

You Dream Of Trading Places
I Have Been Changing Faces
You Can Not Fill These Shoes
There Is Too Much To Lose
I Wake Up Behind These Trenches
You Run Around Defenseless
There Is Too Much To Lose
You Can Not Fill These Shoes
I Just Wanna Be Famous But
Be Careful What You Wish You For

Now There He Goes
In Dres Studio Cuppin His Balls
Screaming The Wood Off The Panel
And Cussing The Pain Off The Walls
Spewing His Hate To These Haters
Showing No Love For These Brauds
He Aint Given Them Shit
He Says Hell Pinch A Penny So Hard
Hell Leave A Bruise On
The Lebron So Dark You Can See The Mark
With The Scars Till Abraham
Lincoln Is Screaming Out Ah
These Metaphors And Similes
Aint Similar To Them Not At All
If They Dont Like It They Can
All Get Fucked Instead Of Sucking Him Off
They Can Get A Belt Or
Neck Tie To Hang Themselves By
Like David Carradine They Can Go Fuck
Themselves And Just Die
And Eat Shit While They At It
Hes Fucking Had It
Hes Mad At The Whole World
So Go To Hell And Build A Snowman Girl
The Bullies Become Bullied
The Pussies Get Pushed
Then They Better Pull Me
Take Me Back To 9th Grade To School Me
Cause I Aint Looking
Back Only Forward This Whole Spot Blowing
Who Coulda Known Hed
Grow To Be A Poet And Not Know It
And While Im Being
Poetic Let Me Get A Stoic And Raise The Bar
Higher Than My Opinion Of
These Winners And Lords
So Bare Witness To Some Biblical Shit
As A Cold Wind Blowing
This World Aint Gonna Know What Hit It
He Did It He Made It Hes Finally Famous….