Puke

[Intro] [Eminem puking] There I go thinking of you again [Chorus] You don't know how sick you make me You make me f**king sick to my stomache Everytime I think of you I puke You must just not knoooooowww You may not think you do But you do everytime I think of you I puke [Verse 1] I was gonna take the time to 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 off the top of my head that I can think of Sixteen bars this ain't enough to put some ink to* So f**k it I'ma start right here I'll just be briefer Bout to rattle off some other reasons I know 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 Oooooh 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 (shiiiiiiit) If you only knew how much I hated you For every mothaf**kin thing you ever put us through Then I wouldnt be standin here cryin over you booooooooo [Chorus] You don't know how sick you make me You make me f**king sick to my stomache Everytime I think of you I puke You must just not knoooooowww You may not think you do But you do everytime 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 prolly be a little better instead of a letter That you'd prolly just shred up, yeah, I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of how much of a waste It would be to put some ink to a stupid piece of paper I'd rather have let see how much I f**king hate you in a freestyle You're a f**king coke head slut I hope you f**king die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your f**king guts you f**king slut I hope you die (diiiiiie) But please don't get me wrong I'm not bitter I'm 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(yaaaaaack) But what else can I do I havent gotta clue Now I guess I just move on I got no choice but to But everytime I think of you now all I want to do is puuuuuke [Chorus] You don't know how sick you make me You make me f**king sick to my stomache Everytime I think of you I puke You must just not knoooooowww You may not think you do But you do everytime I think of you I puke [Outro] [Eminem puking] f**king bitch