Won’t Back Down Lyrics – Eminem
Eminem triumphantly returns to his o.g. style: songs filled with puns and allusions Luckily, Rap Genius explains that stuff This song "Won't Back Down" later got used in Call of Duty: Black Ops and the first trailer for Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol.| Song Name : | Won’t Back Down |
| Album / Movie : | Recovery |
| Singer : | Eminem |
| Music Label : | Aftermath Entertainment, Shady Records, and Interscope Records |
| Cast : | Eminem |
You can sound the alarmYou can call out your guardsYou can fence in your yardYou can pull all the cards
But I won’t back down, oh, noI won’t back down, oh, no
Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De VillesBrain dead rims, yeah, stupid wheelsGirl, I’m too for real, lose your tooth and nailsTry to fight it, try to deny it
Stupid you will feel, what I do, I do at willShooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to killHalf a breath left on my death bedScreaming F that yeah super Ill
Baby, what the deal, we can chillSplit half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slutI cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the billListen garden tool don’t me introduce you to my power toolYou know the fucking drill
How you douche bags feel knowing you’re disposable?Summers eve MassengillShady’s got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit‘Cause it’s your God damn jamYou say that you want your punchlines a little more compactWell, shawty, I’m that man
These other cats ain’t metaphorically where I’m at manI gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and saidSettle ya fuckin ass down I’m ready for combat, manGet it calm Batman?
Nah, ain’t nobody whose as bomb and as nutsLines are like mum’s cat scansCause they fucking dope bananas, honey I applaud that assSwear to God man these moms can’t dance, ma show ’em how it’s doneSpazz like a goddamn Tas, yeah
You can sound the alarmYou can call out your guardsYou can fence in your yardYou can pull all the cards
But I won’t back down, oh, noI won’t back down, oh, no
Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with ParkinsonsMake like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin’ with a etch a sketchBetcha that you’ll never guess who’s knocking at your doorPeople hit the floors
Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon get divorcedGirl, forget remorse, I’ma hit you broads withChris’s force like you pissed him offTalented with the tongue muthfucker
You ain’t gotta lick in yoursHittin’ licks like I’m robbin’ liquor storesMakin’ cash registers shit their drawsThink you spit the raw, I’m an uncut slab of beefLaying on your kitchen floor
Other words I’m off the meat rack, bring the beat backBring me two extension chordsI’mma measure my dick, shit, I need 6 inches moreFuck, my dick’s big, bitch
Need I remind you that I don’t need the fucking swine fluTo be a sick pigYou’re addicted I’m dopeI’m the longest needle around hereNeed a fix, ock? I’m the big shot, get it dicks nuts
Your just small boats little pricksGirl you think that other pricks hotI’ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
‘Fore I sit back and let ’em get hotBetter call the cops on ’em quick fastShady’s right back on your bitch assWhite trash with half a six pack in his hatchbackTrailer hitched attached to the back
You can sound the alarmYou can call out your guardsYou can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cardsBut I won’t back down, oh, no
I won’t back down, oh, noBitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappingDoes a bird chirp?Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup ’til he burps and smokes purp?Does a word search gets circles wrapped around it likeYou do when I come through, I’d like you to remind yourselfOf what the fuck I can do when I’m on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking toPsych I’m spiking you like a footballBeen this way since I’ve stood a foot tallYou’re a good catch with a shitty spouse
Pretty mouth and a good jawGimme good brainWatch the wood grain, don’t want no cum stainBitch, you listening tryna’ turn me downSlut I’m talking to you, turn me back upAre you insane tryna talk over me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my shits playin’I’ma shit stain on the underwear of lifeWhat’s the saying? Where there’s thunder there’s lighteningAnd they say that it never strikes twice in the same placeThen how the fuck have I been hit six timesIn three different locations on four separate ocassions?
And you can bet your stanking assThat I’ve come to smash everything in my pathFork was in the road took the pyschopathPoison ivy wouldn’t have me thinking rashSo hit the dance floor, cutieWhile I do my duty on this microphoneShake your booty shawty I’m the shitWhy you think Proof used to call me Doodi
You can sound the alarmYou can call out your guardsYou can fence in your yardYou can pull all the cardsBut I won’t back down, oh, noI won’t back down, oh, no