Puke Songtext / Lyric

[Intro]
[Eminem puking]
There I go thinking of you again
[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke
You must just not know-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You may not think you do
But you do every time I think of you I puke

[Verse 1]
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more
More suitable for this type of song woah
I got a million reasons of the top of my head that I can think a
Sixteen bars just ain't enough to put some ink ta
So fuck it I'ma start right here I'll just be brief i´m
Bout to rattle off some of the reasons i knew I shouldnt go and get another tattoo of you on my arm
But what do I go and do? I go and get another one now I got two
Hooooo Now I'm sittin here with your name on my skin
I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again
My next girlfriend now her name's gotta be Kim shiiiiit
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every mother-fucking thing you´ve ever put us through
Then I wouldnt be standing here crying over you booooo-Hooooo

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin sick to my stomach
Every time i think of you i puke
You must just not know-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You may not think you do
But you do every time I think of you I puke

[Verse 2]
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probybly be a little better instead of a letter
That you'd probably just shread up yeah i stumled on your picture yesterday and it made
me stop and think a how much of a waste it´d be for me to put some ink ta a stupid piece a paper i´d rather let you see how much i fuckin hate you in freestyle you´re a fuckin cokehead slut i hope you fuckin die i hope you get to hell an satan sticks a needle in youre eye i hate your fickin guts you fuckin slut i hope you die Diiieeee
But please don't get me wrong I'm not bitter or mad
It's not that I still love you its not cause i want you back
It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack aaaaaaak
But what else can I do I havent got a clue
Now I guess I just move on I have no choise but to
But every time i think of you now all i wanna do is puuuke

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin sick to my stomach
Every time i think of you i puke
You must just not know-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You may not think you do
But you do every time i think of you i puke

[Outro]
[Eminem puking]
Fucking bitch