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Italiano di Eminem

Testo Bane


Uh, I feel no pain

Uh, I've got my mask on

Uh, I'm numb to the world

[Hook: Mr. Porter]

The devil out to get me, moving pretty fast

Head on collision, I'm tryna avoid the crash (pain)

I'm running from my past (Bane)

That's why I wear the mask

These blood sucking leeches, all they want is the cash

You don't get the picture, it could be gone in a flash (pain)

I'm running from my past (Bane)

That's why I wear the mask

[Verse 1: Mr. Porter]

Hope you bought a package of Kleenex (yeah)

Package the rejects (yeah)

Actually it’s a fact that we shack in the p-jects

Naturally a rat pack will attack cheese (huh)

That’s why I’m in yellow and green

May I tap, trap all these (uh)

No I don’t trust these hoes, nigga (uh)

Say they love you for you then turn into a gold digger(Bane)

What the fuck you ask me for a dollar for?

Shooting the gym? I ain’t ballin' ho

What I look like, Iguodala you know? (Bane)

Yup, shots fired, callin' it kettle

Black shit turned the pot higher, eyes tired

Keep trying to sell me a smile, but I’m a hard buyer

Keep shit movin' like a car tire

What you want, a necklace?

I’ll make you a chain out some barbed wire


[Verse 2: Swifty McVay]

I got his Earth on my shoulders, real life for rappin'

If you threw the planet at me I’d headbutt it and crack it

On another tax bracket and I been cleanin' my house

But my old habits are in the attic, I’ll pull 'em out

And keep reminding y'all you ain’t got it all

Devil keep pulling me by the drawers

Not at all amazed at these haters, you’ve seen my catalog

Speaking and we keep flying over 'em like a cannonball

Think I’m this comical, swag follower just rhyming over beats

While these leakers suckin' all of us off (hell no)

Still got your mama covered in vomit in my cellphone

Y'all really got me fucked up

What you mixin' up in that cup?

What the hell you sprinkle in that blunt?

.44, make him sober up

[Verse 3: Bizarre]

I got an addiction to all these prescriptions

Need an intervention, someone to listen

Catholic or Christian, fuck your suspicions

(Bitch! Gimme my molly and stop bitchin'!)

Turn it up (turn it down)

I be blowing on half a pound

Pass it around and pass it around

Merry go-round, merry go-round

She say she love me, but this bitch is ugly

(Shit, you ain't even know it)

I'mma still let her fuck me


[Verse 4: Kuniva]

They say the devil is a liar

Nigga don't worry 'bout that loud mouth

Bumping his gums and babbling

Watch for them quiet niggas

On the real, you should come ride with us

Crew full of riders; Optimus

My bad cause it seems like you got your facts all crossed up, no Swastikas

Fadin' in and out of my consciousness

Tryna fight this feeling I’m conjurin'

That's why I wear a hat so low with a mask

Really feelin' like the Loch Ness

No bullshit, these bitches are more grimy

Doing a nigga real slimey

Had my little homie stretched out, death untimely

Need not remind me, hold up

Yo, don’t get doped up

Heard rumors that niggas wanna clap at me

Well actually, I was just over there

Niggas ain’t really do jack to me

That’s why I keep this mask on, straight face

Only thing that’s missing is my sherlon, get my Runyon Ave on


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