Tony Touch, Eminem - Symphony in H lyrics
Eminem [Marshall Mathers] Detroit, Michigan. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tony Touch, Eminem - Symphony in H lyrics]
Tony Touch
Don't ask me what's up with the hoes
I'm still working the kinks out love stinks
That explains all this anger
That's spillin' out
And I ain't chilling out
Got an Oscar but I'm still a grouch
I use it as a doorstop and a prop
For the broken leg for the couch
Yelawolf, Shady, Tony Touch, Slaughterhouse
Yeah the SWAT team 'bout to
Break them flyswatters out
Go to hell in a drought, break ice waters out
Nice try shorty wop
We can windowshop the jewelry store
But Christ for that price
Coulda bought a house
Besides only thing I ever had iced out
Was my heart since I started out
It’s FYI, if ya ain't knowing
What, go with you? Where? Nah, ain't going
Oh wait, you wanna date? Oh, well in
That case ho, it's June 8th, oh!
And kinda like Beethoven composin'
A symphony of hate
So much hate woven into these raps
He stitches a bitch, straight sewin'
Shit, I'm beginning to hate clothing
I hate overalls 'cause they remind me of hoes
For Christ's sake
They're shaped like an H woah and
You know what else starts with H though?
Hockey, shit, thought I had the place flowing
I hate to put you on ice but
You already had 3 periods in 60 minutes
Great going
Plus you remind me of cocaine, ho
You always in the mirror with your face
So, I feel an urge to put you all in a line
And chop you with a razor blade, yo wait
I'm an a-hole devil with a halo
Hell yeah, I'd nail J-Lo to the railroad
Say I won't! Better hope you can stay afloat
When I take the wind out your sailboat
But, I ain't playing yo! Dope as Shady?
Don't kid yourself
Bitch you ain't even a baby goat
Don't ask me what's up with the hoes
I'm still working the kinks out love stinks
That explains all this anger
That's spillin' out
And I ain't chilling out
Got an Oscar but I'm still a grouch
I use it as a doorstop and a prop
For the broken leg for the couch
Yelawolf, Shady, Tony Touch, Slaughterhouse
Yeah the SWAT team 'bout to
Break them flyswatters out
Go to hell in a drought, break ice waters out
Nice try shorty wop
We can windowshop the jewelry store
But Christ for that price
Coulda bought a house
Besides only thing I ever had iced out
Was my heart since I started out
It’s FYI, if ya ain't knowing
What, go with you? Where? Nah, ain't going
Oh wait, you wanna date? Oh, well in
That case ho, it's June 8th, oh!
And kinda like Beethoven composin'
A symphony of hate
So much hate woven into these raps
He stitches a bitch, straight sewin'
Shit, I'm beginning to hate clothing
I hate overalls 'cause they remind me of hoes
For Christ's sake
They're shaped like an H woah and
You know what else starts with H though?
Hockey, shit, thought I had the place flowing
I hate to put you on ice but
You already had 3 periods in 60 minutes
Great going
Plus you remind me of cocaine, ho
You always in the mirror with your face
So, I feel an urge to put you all in a line
And chop you with a razor blade, yo wait
I'm an a-hole devil with a halo
Hell yeah, I'd nail J-Lo to the railroad
Say I won't! Better hope you can stay afloat
When I take the wind out your sailboat
But, I ain't playing yo! Dope as Shady?
Don't kid yourself
Bitch you ain't even a baby goat