Cypher
Slaughterhouse feat. Eminem & Yelawolf Lyrics

Like a dope fiend, opening up a bottle of Dopamine
He goes to get the rope to your throat he can choke anything
Oh and just think, how dope he could be if he smoked anything
Oh there goes the bell, the sound of the opening ding
I hit you as hard as barbiturates in the ribs with a switch
And stitch you at the same time before you can flinch to it
My dick is so big if I add another inch to it
You would swear when I rape you that you were actually into it
I'm not a baller but you can bet your fuckin' bottom dollar
That I remember when I was without a dollar bill in my wallet Now watch me kill a koala, while I maul a chihuahua
Bum a pill off of Paula like let me holla at you mama
It's like I'm off the ba-ba when I bring the fuckin' drama
I used to bomb ya like Saddam but now that I'm a little calmer
I'm a fuckin' cross between Osama, Dahmer, Obama, and Dalai Lama
Told Miley I'm a knight in shining armor
Mail a gift to Taylor Swift's trailer, a picture of my genitalia
With a note sayin' bitch I can't wait to nail ya
Drug paraphernalia, beware the werewolf will kill ya
That's him in his sheep's clothes he just shaved his hair off Cecilia