Eminem – Elevator Song Lyrics

About Eminem: Marshall Bruce Mathers III (born October 17, 1972), known professionally as Eminem (/ˌɛmɪˈnɛm/; often stylized as EMINƎM), is an American rapper, songwriter, record producer, record executive, and actor. He is consistently cited as one of the greatest and most influential artists of all time in any genre, with Rolling Stone ranking him 83rd on its list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time and labelling him the “King of Hip Hop”.

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Lyrics:

All aboard, okay, next stop, my basement, haha
I’ll meet you down there

There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend Proof
That if I went gold, I’d go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I’d just laugh at him
That’s not happening, that I can’t fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide later,
I’m living in a house with a f*cking elevator

Haters getting mad, they done had enough of Shady
You slay me, nothing you say matters enough that you shame me
Rappers try to play me, they use Hailie as a ukulele
Woopsa that a f*cking daisy
That’s a no-no who even she knows Dada’s f*cking crazy
F*cking animal, cookoo, bananas, f*cking ape-y
Maybe it’s because I never had a mother raise me
F*ck around and throw a baby at another baby
You may think it’s cause of the way that I was brought up
But it’s all caught up to me now, karma’s in the waters
Every line I ever said has got me in a corner
You might think it doesn’t creep upon ya, but it all does
You wouldn’t listen man, I tried to warn ya when you started
Now your brains all horny cause of all the shit you thought of
Chainsaw slaughters turn your daughters into sawdust
I never thought it’d come to this, I outta just be honest but

There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend Proof
That if I went gold, I’d go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I’d just laugh at him
That’s not happening, that I can’t fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide later,
I’m living in a house with a f*cking elevator

Sorry Lance, Mr. Lambert and Aiken ain’t gonna make it fake it
They get so mad, when I call them both fagots
All these f*cking voices in my head I can’t take it
Someone shut that f*cking baby up, ‘for I shake it
You’re standing adjacent to Jason’s last slut, they’re facing
Together makes ’em, a f*cking bad combination
I lashed at the doctor in my last operation
Shoved the wiener schnitzel up his ass, hopped away some-
Body please stop the patient, get the cops to mase him
Homie, I’m the shizer, pass Doctor Dre some
I can’t leave the game, I just can’t walk away son
No not-a now, not a chance, not today son
I can’t believe I leave for one brief second
And you pussy’s queef all over the rap game, naked
And use a leaf to clean up the crap stains, feck it
I just keep saying the same exact saying, check it

There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend Proof
That if I went gold, I’d go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I’d just laugh at him
That’s not happening, that I can’t fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide later,
I’m living in a house with a f*cking elevator

Elevator in my house, I’ll smell ya later
I blew the f*ck up, a hamster in a microwave
Think about an escalator now, steps, I hate ’em
Told the neighbor step away, then I just pepper sprayed ’em
Yeah, for every time you ride down the street
Or hideout, drive by my house and beep
Like now motherf*cker, try now to sleep
Lie down motherf*cker, try countin’ sheep
And you’re tryna find out, why now there’s beef?
Mase in your face bitch, cry now pussy
This is my house, all nine thousand feet
So you can suck my dick with Amy Winehouse’s teeth
Then I shove ’em in the elevator, take ’em to the top
Stand above ’em,just to cut the f*cking cable, let ’em drop
Walk an hour to the damn refrigerator, get a pop
While I let ’em fall all the way to the basement, yelling stop!

There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend Proof
That if I went gold, I’d go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I’d just laugh at him
That’s not happening, that I can’t fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide later,
I’m living in a house with a f*cking elevator

F*cking son of a bitch, I can’t believe this shit
This must be all that there is, this must be it
F*ckin’-A even got a bidet
Wash my ass after I shit with gold toilet paper
Dishwasher’s so big, when I’m pissed off
I can just toss a flying saucer in it
This shit’s awesome, yeah, f*cking elevator
Living in a house with a f*cking elevator