Eminem "So Far" lyrics

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So Far

Mak[Intro]I own a mansion, but live in a houseA king-size bed, but I sleep on the couchI'm Mr.Brightside, glass is half fullBut my tank is half empty, gasket just blew[Verse 1]This always happens, 30 minutes from homeGotta lay a long cable and only option I have is McDonald's bathroomIn a public stall dropping a footballSo every time someone walks in the john like at Madden''Shady, what up?''- What? Come on, man, I'm crappingAnd you're asking me for my got damn autograph on a napkin?Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissueYeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then''Thanks, dawg, name's Todd, a big fan''I wiped my ass with it, crumbled it up in a wad and threw it back andTold him ''Todd, you're the shit'' when does all of this crap end?Can't park my [?] without causing an accidentPuff my gas, cut my grass, can't take out the fucking trashWithout someone passing through my sub harassingI'd count my blessings, but I suck at mathI'd rather wallow then bass suffering from succotashBut the antacid is my stomach gasI mix my corn with my fucking mashPotato, so what, ho, kiss my country bucking assMissouri Southern roots, what the fuck is upperclassCall lunch dinner, call dinner supperTupperware in a covered plastic wear up the assStuck in the past, iPod, what the fuck is that?B-boy to the core, mule, I'm a stubborn ass[Hook]Maybe that's why I feel so strangeGot it all, but I still won't changeMaybe that's why I can't leave DetroitIt's the motivation that keeps me goingThis is the inspiration I needI can never turn my back on a city that made me(Life's been good to me so far)[Verse 2]They call me classless, I heard that, I second and third thatDon't know what the fuck I would doing if it weren't rapProbably be a giant turd-sackBut I blew, never turned backTurned 40 and still sagTeenagers act more fucking mature, JackFuck you gonna say to me?I leave on my own terms, asshole, I'm going berzerkMy nerves are bad, but I love the perks my work hasI get to meet famous people, look at her, dagHer nylons ran, her skirt snagAnd I heard she drag-races, *burp* swagFucking my Hanes shirt tagYou're Danica Patrick (yeah) work, skagWe'd be the perfect matchCause you're a vacuum, I'm a dirtbagMy apologies, no disrespect to technologyBut what the heck is all of these buttons?You expect me to sit here and learn that?Fuck I gotta do to hear this new song from Luda?Be an expert at computers?I'd rather be an encyclopedia Britannica, hell with a PlaystationI'm still on my first manual from ZeldaNintendo, bitch, run, jump, punch, stab and I melt theMozzarella on my spaghetti, put in on breadMake a sandwich with welch's and belchThey say this spray butter is bad for my health, butI think there's more white trash from the trailer[?] welfare mentality helps toKeep me grounded, that's why I never take full advantage of wealth, IManaged to dwell within these parametersStill cramming the shelves full of hamburger helperI can't even help it, this is the hand I was dealt toCreature of habit, feel like I'm trapped in an animal shelterWith all these pet peevesGod dammit to hell, I can't stand all these kids with their camera cellphonesI can't go anywhere, I get so mad I can yell theOther day someone got little elaborate and stuck a fucking dead cat in my mailboxWent to Burger King, they spit on my onion ringsI think my karma is catching up with me[Hook][Bridge]Got friends on facebook, all over the worldNot sure what that means, they tell me it's goodSo I'm artist of the decade, I even got a plaqueI'd hang it up, but the frame is all cracked[Verse 3]I'm trying to be lowkey, hopefully nobody notices meIn produce hunched over, giant nosebleedOver stop as I mosey over to the frozen aisleBy the frozen yogurt this guy approached meEmbarrassed, I just did Comerica with HovaShow's over, I'm hiding in Kroeger buying groceriesHe just had front row seats, told me to sign this posterThen insults me ''wow, up close didn't know you had crow's feet''I'm at a crossroad lost till shopping at CostcoSloppy Joe's, buck wafflesGot caught picking my nose, ahLook over see these two hot hoesFinger still up in one of my nostrilsRight next to 'em stuck at the lightThis fucking shit is taking forever to changeI'm stuck, these bitches are loving it rubbing it inChuckling, couldn't do nothing, play it off''What you bumping? Trunk Muzik? Yelawolf's better'', fucking bitchThey want me to flip at the label, but I won't succumb to itThe pressure, they want me to follow up with another one after RecoveryWas so highly coveted, but what good is a fucking recovery if I fumble it?Cause I'mma drop the ball if I don't get to quitHopping on shrubbery on you sons of bitchesWrong subdivison to fuck with, bitchQuit snapping fucking pictures of my kidsI love my [?], but you push me to my limit, what a pityThe shit I complain aboutIt's like there ain't a butt in the sky and it's raining outKool Aid stain on the couch, I'd never get it outBitch, I got an elevator in my house[?] Ants and a mouse I'm living the dream

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[Inro]Posedujem palatu , ali zivim u kuciImam King-size krevet , ali spavam na kaucu.Ja sam gospodin optimista,casa do pola puna.Al mi je rezervoar pola prazan,zaptivac je pukao.[Verse 1]Ovo se uvek desava,pola sata od kuceMoram da serem a jedini izbor mi je McDonalds kupatiloU javnoj tezgi igram fudbalI zato svaki put neko udje u klozet kao kod Madden-a"Shady,sta ima"?-Sta?Ma daj coveceSerem a ti me pitas za moj jebeni autogram?Ah,to je cudno,izgleda da nema vise papiraDaj to , na sekundu sam pomislio da mi je drago a onda"Hvala covece,ime mije Todd,velik obozavalac"Obrisao sam dupe sa tim, i bacio mu nazadRekoh mu "Todd-e ti si sranje" kad se ova govna zavrsavaju?Ne mogu da parkiram kola bez udesaIzbacim svoj gas , isecem travu , a ne mogu da izbacim djubrea da neko ne prodje i smaraIzbrojao bih sve svoje blagoslove, al ne znam matematikuRadije bih se valjao,a onda patio od pasuljaAli antacid je moj gas iz stomakaMesam svoj kukuruz sa svojom jebenom kasomKrompir,pa sta,ho,poljubi bulju moju seljacku buljuMssouri Southern su kora, sta je to visa klasa?Zaglavljen u proslosti,iPod,sta je to koj kurac?B-boy do srzi,prdim,ja sam tvrdoglav[Hook]Mozda se zbog toga osecam cudnoImam sve,ali isto jeMozda zbog toga ne mogu da napustim DetroitTo je motivacija koja me zbog koje nastavljamOvo je inspiracija koja mi je potrebnaNikad necu okrenuti ledja gradu koji me je stvorio[Zivot mi je bio dobar do sad][Verse 2]Zovu me besklasan , ali cuo sam ja to , treci i drugi putNe znam sta bih radio da nisam repovoSigurno bih bio velika vreca govnetaAl sam se zajebao , i nisam se okrenuoImam 40 i dalje seljakTinejdzeri se ponasaju zrelije,JackSta si reko?Imam svoje licne uslove, ludimMoji nervi su losi , ali volim da postajem boljiSrecem poznate ljude , vidi jePocepane joj carape , suknja joj kvrgaa cuo sam da se trka,*prodrig*#swagJebes sta pise na mojoj majciTi si Danica Patrick(da) radi, heroinBili bi smo dobar timJer ti si odvratna , a ja djubreMoje izvinjenje,bez uvrede tehnologijiAli sta je sa svim ovim smrdljivim dugmicima?Ti mislis da cu ja samo da sedim i ucim to?Jebes to,moram da cujem novu pesmu od Lude?Da budem profesionalac kompjutera?Radije bih bio u enciklopediji Britannica, jebem ti PlaystationIdalje ne razumem uputsvo iz Legend of ZeldeNintendo,picko,trci,skaci,udaraj,kolji i onda izmeljemMozzarelu na svojim spagetima,stavim na hlebNapravim sendvicKazu da je ovaj puter los po moje zdravlje,aliJa mislim da ima sve vise belih djubra iz prikolicaJed Camplett,Redd Sanford mentalitet pomazeda budem kaznjen , zato nikad nemam prednost bogatstvaMoram da racunam ove parametreIdalje trpam police sa harburgerimaNe mogu da pomognem,ova ruka je stvorenje navike,kao da sam zaglavljen u kavezuSa svim ovim ljubimcimaDo djavola,ne mogu da izdrzim vise ove klince sa svojim kamerama na mobilnomNe mogu ici nigde, ponekad se naljutim da se derema drugog dana vidim jebeno mrtvo mace u svoje postansko sanduceOtiso do Burger King-a, a pljuju mi na prstenjeMisle da me moja karma hvata[Hook][Bridge]Imam prijatelje na fejsbuku , preko celog svetaNe znam sta to znaci al kazu mi da je dobroPa ja sam umetnik dekade, imam cak i plakDrzim ga , al ram je sve izlomljen[Verse 3]Pokusavam da budem lovkei, al me niko ne primecujeu pogrbljenima, ogromno krvarenje iz nosaStanem a onda idem preko zaledjenog prolazaOd zaledjenog jogurta ovaj lik je dosao do meneOsramoccen,uradio sam Comericu sa Hovo-mSou je zavrsen, krijem se u kroegeru kupujuci namirniceImao je nekoliko sedista, rekao mi da mu potpisem posterA onda me psuje "vau , nisam znao da imas kandze vrane"Ja sam prekoputa izgubljen sve dok ne idem u kupovinu kod CostcoSloppy Joe-ovi,bakini kolaciUhvacen da butam govna iz nosa, ahPogledam dve zestoke prostitutkeStavim srednji prst u jednoj od mojih nozdrvaIspred njih , zaglavljen kod svetlaOvom sranju treba zauvek da se promeniZaglavljen sam, ove kucke vole to i trljajuNe mogu nista da uradim sad."Sta se ti zezas? Usrana muziko?Yelawolf je bolji", jebena pickaHoce da me postave na natpisu , al ja to necu podleciPritisak, hoce da napravim jos jedan posle Recovery-aVisoko prizeljkivani , ali sta je oporavak ako ga ponizim?Zato imam da spustim loptu ako ne izadjemSkacem na grmlje, kurvini sinoviPogresan odsek da se kurcis,pickoPrestanite fotografisati moju decuVolim moj grad, ali ti me guras do krajnih granica,glupe stvariNa koje se ja zalimKao da je bulja na nebu i da pada kisaKool Aid mrlja na kaucu, necu da je ocistimPicko, ja imam lift u svojoj kuciMrave i misa ja zivim u snu!

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