"So Much Better" as written by Marshall B. Iii Mathers and Luis Edgardo Resto....
Pick up the god damn phone

Bitch where the fuck were you Tuesday?
With who you say?
I wasn't at the studio
Bitch what'd you do screw Dre?
You went there looking for me
Boo that excuse is too lame
Keep playing me you're gonna end up with a huge goose egg

You fake, lying slut you never told me you knew Dre
Que Lupe? You want to lose two legs
You try to flip this on me?
If I spent more time with you, you say
"Ok yeeah, I'm coo-coo, hey?" Well, screw you

And I'd be the third person who screwed you today
Oh, four? Dre, Drake, Lupe? Oh touche
You were too two-faced for me
Thought you was my number one True Blue Ace
But you ain't and I can see you when you make
That little boo-boo face 'cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo
You make my fucking Bluetooth ache
You feeling blue too late
Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Kool Aid
Here's what you say to someone you hate

My life will be so much better
If you just dropped dead (dead)
I was laying in bed last night thinking
And this thought just popped in my head
And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot easier
If you dropped dead (dead)
I would feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)

Think I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink
Hop on the freeway trying to get some time alone and just think
Then the cops pulled me over but they let me go
'Cause I told 'em I'm only driving drunk
'Cause that bitch drove me to drink I'm back on my fuck ho's
But a whole new hatred for blondes, but bias?
I hate all bitches the same, baby come on
Excuse the pun but bitch you're such a broad statement
And I am channeling my anger through every single station it's on

'Cause a woman broke my he-art, I say he-art
'Cause you ripped it in two pa-arts
And threw it in the garbage, who do you think you are?
Bitch guess it's time for me to get the dust off
And pick myself up off the carpet
But I'll never say the L-word again
I la-la-la-la lesbian
Ah
I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest
My life would be so much better if you just

My life will be so much better
If you just dropped dead (dead)
I was laying in bed last night thinking
And this thought just popped in my head
And I thought wouldn't shit just be a lot easier
If you dropped dead (dead)
I would feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)

'Cause you told me
You'd love me,
Forever
Bitch, that was a lie
Now I never
Wanted someone to die
So bad in my fucking, life
But fuck it there's other fish in the sea

And I'mma have a whale of a time
Being a single sailor for the night bitch on a scale
Of 1 to 10, shit I must be the holy grailer
Catch this ho I got an Oscar attached to my fucking name (great)

I might hit the club on a chica's tail, uh
Made for me say fuck it kick some shots back and hammer the nailer
These bitches tryna get atached with the failer
And latch him to the tail of my bumper
To scratch them with the back of my trailer like I'm itchin' to get hitched

Yeah I'm rich as a bitch but bitches ain't shit
I'd rather leave a bitch in a ditch
Bitch you complain when you listen to this
But you still throw yourself at me
That's what I call pitchin' a bicth

That's why I'm swinging at this chicks on sight
Long as I got a bat and two balls it's foul but my dick's on strike
So all that love shit is null and void bitch I'm a droid,
I void cupid stupid wasn't for blowjobs you'd be unemployed

Oi oi oi, man oh man, you boy boy boys
Getting sick at these girls girls girls
Oink oink oink
You fucking pigs all you good boys doink doink doing

I got 99 problems and the bitch ain't one
She's all 99 of them I need a machine gun
I take 'em all out I hope you hear this song
And grow into a cardiac arrest
Have a heart attack and just drop dead
And I'mma throw a fucking party after this 'cause

My life will be so much better
If you just dropped dead (dead)(I hate you)
I was laying in bed last night thinking
And this thought just popped in my head (you baby)
And I thought wouldn't shit just be a lot easier
If you dropped dead (dead)
I would feel so (so) much (much) better (better, better, better)

I'm just playing bitch, you know I love you


Lyrics submitted by FacuCba, edited by nasses321

"So Much Better" as written by Marshall B. Iii Mathers Luis Edgardo Resto

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    General CommentThis is a strange one for me, who needs the meaning when this tune has got such bounce. Can imagine listening to this on the way somewhere in the morning, gets you in the mood to face things.

    But the lyrical content? Not what the songs about, it's a very unlikely hit for me. Very. It's like playing bloody hopskotch, feel like a Kangaroo listening to it.
    admeanson November 25, 2013   Link
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    General CommentI think its about Kim and how she was sleeping around on Eminem.
    Lowko4457on April 22, 2014   Link
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    My Opinionok i dont think it's about kim specially cuz of the last line "you know i love you"
    still... strangest song on this album for me i really dont get the song but yeah i love the rhyming and flow.
    + loved the line:
    "I got 99 problems and the bitch ain't one
    She's all 99 of them I need a machine gun
    I take 'em all out I hope you hear this song"
    reallslimshadyon June 14, 2014   Link
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    General CommentSince the lyrics I post never make any change I'll post the correct lyrics here :

    You fucking groupie, pick up the goddamn phone.

    Bitch where the fuck were you Tuesday, with who you say
    I wasn’t at the studio bitch, what’cha do screw Dre?
    You went there looking for me? Boo that excuse is to lame
    Keep playin’ me, you gon’ end up with a huge goose egg
    You fake lyin’ slut you never told me you knew Drake
    And Lupe? you wanna lose two legs?
    You tryin’ to flip this on me? If I spent more time with you, you say
    Ok, yeah and I’m coo-coo, ay?
    Well screw you and I’ll be the third person who screwed you today
    Oh, fourth- Dre, Drake, Lupe oohm touché
    Well you’re too two-faced for me thought you was my number one true blue ace
    But you ain’t
    And I can’t see you when you make that wittle boo-boo face
    ’Cause I’m hangin’ up this phone, boo you make my fuckin’ blue tooth ache
    You feelin’ blue, too late
    Go smurf yourself you make me wanna smurf and puke blue Kool Aid
    Here’s what you say to someone you hate

    My life would be so much better, if you’d just drop dead
    I was layin’ in bed last night thinkin’ and this thought just popped in my head
    And I thought, wouldn’t shit just be a lot easier if you dropped dead?
    I would feel so much better

    Think I just relapsed, this bitch pushed me over the brink
    Hop on the freeway, tryin’ to get some time alone and just think
    Till the cops pulled me over but they let me go ‘cause I told ‘em I’m only drivin’ drunk ‘cause that bitch drove me to drink
    I’m back on my fuck hoe’s, with a whole new hatred for blondes
    But bias? I hate all bitches the same, baby come on
    Excuse the pun but bitch is such a ‘broad’ statement and I’m
    Channelin’ my anger through every single station that’s on
    ’Cause a woman broke my he-art I say he-art
    ’Cause she ripped it in two pa-arts and threw it in the garbage
    Who you think you a-are bitch?
    Guess it’s time for me to get the dust off and pick myself up off the carpet
    But I’ll never say the L word again
    L lo-lo-lo-lo lesbian
    Aaahhh I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest
    My life’d be so much better if you just

    My life would be so much better, if you’d just drop dead
    I was layin’ in bed last night thinkin’ and this thought just popped in my head
    And I thought, wouldn’t shit just be a lot easier if you dropped dead?
    I would feel so much better

    ‘Cause you told me you’d love me forever bitch that was a lie
    Now I never wanted someone to die so bad in my fuckin’ life
    But fuck it there’s other fish in the sea

    And I’m a have a whale of a time being a single sailor
    For the night, bitch on a scale a one to ten shit I must be the holy grail of catches
    Hoe I got an Oscar attached to my fuckin’ name (dayla)
    I might hit the club find a chick that’s tailor
    Made for me say fuck it kick some shots back git hammered and nail her
    These bitches tryin’ get attached but there failin’ to latch onto the tail of
    My bumper they’re scratchin’ at the back of my trailer
    Like I’m itchin’ to get hitched, yeah I’m rich as a bitch
    But bitches ain’t shit I’d rather leave a bitch in a ditch
    Bitch you complain when you listen to this
    But you still throw yourself at me that’s what I call pitchin’ a bitch
    That’s why I’m swingin’ at these chicks on-site
    Long as I got a bat and two balls it’s ‘foul’ but my dicks on ‘strike’
    So all that love shit is null and void, bitch I’m a droid
    I avoid Cupid stupid wasn’t for blow jobs you’d be unemployed
    Oye, yoy-yoy
    Man oh, man your boy-boy-boy’s
    Gettin’ sick of these girls-girls-girls, oink oink oink
    You fuckin’ pigs all you’re good for is doink doink doink
    I got 99 problems and a bitch ain’t one
    She’s all 99 of ‘em, I need a machine gun I’ll take ‘em all out, I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest
    Have a heart attack and just drop dead and I’m a throw a fuckin’ party after this
    'Cause, yes…

    My life would be so much better, if you’d just drop dead
    I was layin’ in bed last night thinkin’ and this thought just popped in my head
    And I thought, wouldn’t shit just be a lot easier if you dropped dead?
    I would feel so much better

    I’m just playin’ bitch, you know I love you
    nasses321on May 10, 2015   Link

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