Literary and Poetic Devices

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy, There’s vomit on his sweater already

My flow, my show, brought me the dough

Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity, Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked

Said I'm so sick of love songs, so sad and slow

I need you like a heart needs a beat

When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me

I would climb any mountain, sail across the stormy sea to show how much you mean to me

All you are is mean, & a liar, & pathetic, & alone in life & mean, & mean, & mean, & mean...

500 degrees in the Caribbean Seas

(1)One thought crystallizes like an icy blast (2)I’m never going back; the past is in the past

Ten miles from town and I just broke down

All you little girl and boy groups, you annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you.

I'm feelin' focused, my money on my mind I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind

You start to freeze, as a horror looks you right between the eyes

The sky was as red as blood

It’s too late, to turn back now, I believe I believe I believe I’m falling in love

Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?

His soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping

Who let the dogs out? Woof, woof, woof, woof...

Tik tok but the party don't stop

Baby, you’re a firework… Come on, let your colors burst!