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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
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Cover art for So Much Better lyrics by Eminem

This 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.

Cover art for So Much Better lyrics by Eminem

I think its about Kim and how she was sleeping around on Eminem.

Cover art for So Much Better lyrics by Eminem

ok 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"
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Cover art for So Much Better lyrics by Eminem

Since 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