My name is Marsh Lyrics by Eminem from the album titled MUSIC TO BE MURDERED BY. Eminem & Luis Resto have written the lyrics of “Marsh” song.
Song : Marsh
Artist: Eminem
Lyricist: Eminem & Luis Resto
Album: MUSIC TO BE MURDERED BY
Release Date: January 17, 2020
Marsh Lyrics
[Intro]
My name is Marsh and this world, I’m out of it (Out of it)
‘Cause with all this A-B-C shit, I’m starting to sound like ALF a bit
Ha, I kill me, this medicine’s counterfeit
I was mislead by the sound of it, how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Checked in at the Royal Garden
To chill and avoid my problems
Until paranoia caused me
To feel like I’m going bonkers
For real, think my toilet’s talkin’
I spilled like, like forty bottles
Of pills, think your boy is startin’
To feel like a spoiled carton of milk
‘Cause it just occurred
My girl’s cheatin’, I’m kickin’ that f__ bitch to the curb
But the word “f__” ain’t meant to be a descriptive word
The type of bitch she is, ain’t no adjective, it’s a verb
Ho thinks her snatch is magical
But that’s how she attracts men, though
Traps ’em and attack similar to an actual arachnid
Or a vaginal tarantula or black widow
In fact, it’ll be nothin’ to throw that lil’ bitch with a capital B out the back window
Of the black Cadillac limo like a whack demo
When I’m strapped, when I spit rapid, like a ratchet
A halfwit, I’ll aim at, then I’ll
Been fire bitch, I can outrap Reynolds
A pad and pen’ll be great, but a napkin’ll do
Return of the whack sicko
Head spinnin’ like Invisibl Skratch Piklz
Yeah, Shady’s back, see the bat signal
It’s time to go bat shit, like you accidentally ate a Louisville slugger and crapped it
I’d like to introduce myself
Hi there, bitch…
[Chorus]
My name is Marsh and, I’m out this world (This world)
S on my chest (Superman) like it’s plural (It’s lit)
Call me extra, extraterrestrial
Extra, extra, extraterrestrial (Skrrt, yeah)
[Verse 2]
I could keep beefin’, f__ is the point?
I could make it really difficult for motherf__ to come to Detroit
If you’re still looking for smoke, I already gave you an L
I’d rather just see you in Hell, but I should get Puff on the joint (Diddy)
Wait, run it back, I said give you an L, inhale
Puff on the joint, I am the blunt you avoid
Used to get jumped for my ProWings
When I was growing up they said a Slinky’s a wonderful toy
My mother thought I was such a fun little boy
“Oh, what a bundle of joy”
Until the morning she suffered a punch in the groin
From a tantrum I was throwing
Like a motherf__’ disgruntled employee
I don’t cut the beat ’til I f__’ destroy it
Once I get going, rain, thunder, it’s storming
Puddles are forming, I hear somebody’s voice
In my head, say it’s still a dream
Then he said kill emcees
Trippie Redd, with pills and lean
Sipping meds in the limousine
Getting head, guillotine
[Chorus]
My name’s Marsh and, I’m out this world (This world)
S on my chest (Superman) like it’s plural (It’s lit)
Call me extra, extraterrestrial (Yeah)
Extra, extra, extraterrestrial
[Verse 3]
Yeah
So all of y’all can just suck a penis (Suck a penis)
I’ll do the opposite (I’ll do the opposite)
Eat you p__ like c__ (Like c__)
There ain’t no stoppin’ it (There ain’t no stoppin’ it)
They say I’m such a genius (They say I’m such a genius)
When that Kamikaze hit (When that Kamikaze hit)
Now they call me “butterfingers” (They call me “butterfingers”)
‘Cause I just keep droppin’ shit (I just keep droppin’ shit)
You wanna butt heads? Shut up, Beavis, haha
I got your bitch with her butt out
I’m hittin’ a lick ’cause she stickin’ her tongue out (Bitch)
You got no hitters, you might be pitchin’ a shut out
She ’bout to give up the dugout (Yeah)
I should just live in a nuthouse
Right now, I live in an igloo (Yeah)
And I’m not chillin’ the f__ out
Treat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild with red hair and
Plus I get dough like Ed Sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man
I’m a stan of Redman, X-Clan and I’m a Treach fan
But I look up to myself (Yeah)
Like a f__ headstand (Yeah)
So why, w-w-w-why else would I call myself an alien?
How could I hit a dry spell? (Yeah), I’m named after the wetlands
[Chorus]
I’m Marsh and, I’m out this world (This world)
S on my chest (Superman) like it’s plural (It’s lit)
Call me extra, extraterrestrial (Yeah)
My name is Marsh and, my name is, my name is
My name is Marsh
Album: MUSIC TO BE MURDERED BY SIDE B.
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