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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
Okay... Aight aight aight aight aight aight
Yo yo... Alright I'ma lay the chorus first...
Here we go now!
[Chorus]
My mom loved valium, and lots of drugs
that's why I am like I am cause I'm like her
because my mom loved valium and lots of drugs
that's why I'm on what I'm on cause I'm my mom
[Verse 1]
My mom my mom, I know you're probably tired of hearing 'bout my mom, oh-ho whoa-ho
but this is just a story of when I was just a shorty and how I became hooked on va-al-ium
valium was in everything, food that I ate
the water that I drank, fuckin' peas on my plate
she sprinkled just enough of it to season my steak
so every day I'd have at least three stomach aches
now tell me, what kinda mother would wanna see her
son grow up to be an under-a-fucking-chiever
my teacher didn't think I was gonna be nothin' either
what the fuck you sticking gum up under the fucking seat for
Mrs. Mathers your son has been huffin' ether
either that or the motherfuckers been puffin' reefer
but all this huffin' and puffin' wasn't what it was either
it was neither, I was buzzin' but it wasn't what she thought
pee in a tea cup? Bitch you ain't my keeper
I'm sleepin', what the fuck you keep on fuckin' with me for?
slut, you need to leave me the
fuck alone I ain't playing, go find you a white crayon and color a fucking zebra
[Chorus]
My mom loved valium, and lots of drugs
that's why I am like I am cause I'm like her
because my mom loved valium and lots of drugs
that's why I'm on what I'm on cause I'm my mom
[Verse 2]
Wait a minute, this ain't dinner this is paint thinner
"you ate it yesterday I ain't hear no complaints did I?
now here's a plate full of pain killers, now just wait 'till I
crush the valium and put it in your potatoes ya'
little motherfucker! I'll make ya sit there and make that re-
tarded fucking face without even tastin' it
you better lick the fuckin' plate you ain't wastin' it
put your face in it, 'fore I throw you in the basement again
and I ain't givin' in, your gonna just sit there in one fuckin' place finnickin' 'til next Thanksgivin' and
if you still ain't finished it, I'll use the same shit again
then when i make spinach dip it'll be placed in the shit
you little shit wanna sit there and play innocent?
a rack fell and hit me it K-mart and they witnessed it
child support your father he ain't sent the shit
and so what if he did, it's none of your dang business kid!"
[Bridge]
My mom, there's no one else quite like my mom
I know I should let bygones be bygones
but she's the reason why I am high on what I'm high on
becuz
[Chorus]
My mom loved valium, and lots of drugs
that's why I am like I am cause I'm like her
because my mom loved valium and lots of drugs
that's why I'm on what I'm on cause I'm my mom
[Bridge]
My Mom love valium, now all I am is a party animal
I am what I am, But I'm strong to the finish, with my valium spinach
But my buzz only last about 2 minutes!
But I don't wanna swallow it without chewing it
I can't even write a rhyme without you in it, my valium
My vaaaaaaaaliuuuuummmmmmmm oooohhhhhh
[Verse 3]
Man I never thought that I could ever be
a drug addict naw, fuck that I can't have it happen to me
but that's actually what has ended up happening
a tragedy, the fuckin' past ended up catchin' me
and that's probably where I got acquainted with the taste ain't it
pharmecuticals are the bomb ma beautiful
she killed the fuckin' dog with the medicine she done fed it
feed it a fuckin' asprin and say that it has a headache
"here want a snack you hungry you fuckin' brat?
look at that it's a Xanax take it and take a nap
eat it "but I don't need it, "well fuck it then break it up
take a little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan up"
alright ma you win, I don't feel like arguin'
I'll do it, pop and gobble it, and start wobblin'
stumble hobble tumble slip trip then I fall in bed
with a bottle of meds and a Heath Ledger bobble head
[Chorus]
My mom loved valium, and lots of drugs
that's why I am like I am cause I'm like her
because my mom loved valium and lots of drugs
that's why I'm on what I'm on cause I'm my mom
[Outro]
My Mom, I'm just like her
My Mom, My Mom, My Mom... My Mom, My Mom, My Mom... My Mom, My Mom, My Mom.. My Mom, My Momma
My Mommy, I'm like my momma...
Sorry Mom! I still love ya low! *Kiss*
Dr. Dre 2010, and this shit is hella hard homie, now take us on outta here. WOOOOO!
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Komentarze (42):
looooveeee
Relapse ♥
Nie rozumiem fanów, którzy stoją po stronie matki Eminema ;/
zgadzam się
Haha najzabawniejsze jest to, że mam podobną sytuacje w domu tyle, że z moim "kochanym tatusiem" i wódką. Super, k***a nie ?
dziekuje za uwage.
ja pierdole! zal mi was, akurat wierzycie jego matce, anie jeemu i jestescie jego fanami, interesujące.
A on na koncu śpiewa że ja kocha nadal...no bo to jego matka...ale tak mu starała się s******c wszystko...idiotka!!!
W artykule o nim, opowiada, że dużo się przeprowadzał (kiedy był dzieckiem) i że jego matka pracowała w taki domu dziecka dla młodzieży. Zawsze był o to zazdrosny.
Gdy dorósł matka nie podejrzewała że wzniesie się na taki szczyt i nie wierzyła w niego. Prosiła go, żeby skończył z rapem, bo to tylko pogorszy sprawę. Po pogrzebie jego wujka, gdy nie był na nim obecny, matka rzekła w złości, że wolałaby mieć innego syna...
Potem jego matka znalazła sobie ojczyma, który znęcał się nad nim fizycznie. Po tym czymś, matka rozwiodła się z nim i zaczęła ćpać, bo po prostu nie umiała żyć.
Eminem tu rapuje, że nie zmuszała go do brania narkotyków, tylko miała taką depresję, że często widział jak je zażywała.
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