Dead Wrong (大错特错) (Remix) - Eminem (埃米纳姆) The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong Relax and take notes While I take tokes of the marijuana smoke Throw you in a choke gun smoke gun smoke Biggie smalls for mayor The rap slayer the hooker layer Motherf**ker say your prayers Hail Mary full of grace smack the b**ch in the face Take her Gucci bag and the north face off her back Jab her if she act funny with the money Oh you got me mistaken honey I don't wanna rape ya I just want the paper The Visa kapeesha I'm out like the vapors Who's the one you call Mr. Macho The head honcho swift fist like Camacho I got so much style I should be down with the stylistics Make up to break up niggas need to wake up Smell the Indonesia beat you to a seizure Then f**k your moms hit the skins to amnesia She don't remember sh*t just the two hits Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clit Sucking on the tits had the hooker beggin' for the dick And your moms ain't ugly love my dick got rocked quick I guess I was a combination Of house of pain and bobby brown I was humpin' around and jumpin' around Jacked her then I asked her who's the man She said b i g then I bust in her e y e The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong When I get dusted I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over lucifer I'm more ruthless huh Leave you toothless you'll kibbitz I'll flip it Tears don't affect me I hit 'em with the TEC G's disrespect me my potency is deadly I'm shootin' babies no ifs and or maybes Hit mommy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy Slit the wrist of little sis after she sucked the dick I stabbed her brother with a ice pick Because he wanted me to f**k him from the back But smalls don't get down like that Got your father hidin' in a room f**ked him with a broom Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound Who you think you're dealin' with Anybody step into my path is f**kin' feelin' it Hardcore I got it sucked like a p**sy Stab you 'til you're gushy so please don't push me I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen The black demon got the little hookers screamin' Because you know I love it young fresh and green With no hair in between know what I mean The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong There's several different levels to devil worshippin' Horse's heads human sacrifices Cannibalism candles and exorcism Animals havin' sex with them Camels mammals and rabbits But I don't get into that I kicked the habit I just beat you to death With weapons that eat through the flesh And I never eat you unless the f**kin' meat looks fresh I got a lion in my pocket I'm lyin' I got a 9 in my pocket And baby I'm just dyin' to cock him He's ready for war I'm ready for war I got machetes and swords For any faggot that said he was raw My Uzi's heavy as yours yeah you met me before I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall will step in the door I'll lay your head on the floor With your body spread on the bedspread red on the wall Red on the ceiling red on the floor Get a new whore met on the second wed on the third Then she's dead on the fourth I'm dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong