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Eminem – 3 A.M. Lyrics

Hip Hop/Rap

Oh-oh
Oh (yeah) oh (yeah) oh (yeah), oh-oh, oh
Oh (yeah) oh (yeah) oh (yeah), oh-oh, oh
Oh (yeah) oh (yeah) oh (yeah), oh-oh
Oh, oh (yeah)
There is no escaping, there's no place to hide
You scream, "someone save me", but they don't pave no mind
(Good night) goodbye
You're walkin' down a horror corridor
It's almost four in the mornin', and you're in a nightmare
It's horrible, right there's the coroner
Waitin' for you to turn the corner, so he can corner ya
You're a goner, he's onto ya
Out the corner of his cornea, he just saw you run
All you want is to rest 'cause you can't run anymore, you're done
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
While everybody is watchin' in the party, applauding it
Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought again
Contemplating my next plot again
Swallowin' a cola ta pin while (Klonopinwhile) I'm noddin' in and out on the ottoman
And if the Ramada Inn holdin' onto the pill bottle then
Stick my finger and swirl it round the bottom and make sure I got all of it
Wake up naked at McDonald's with blood all over me
Dead bodies behind the counter, shit
Guess I must have just blacked out again
Not again
It's 3 a. m. in the mornin', put my key in the door
Bodies layin' all on the floor and
I don't remember how they got there, but I guess I must have killed 'em
Killed 'em
I said, it's 3 a. m. in the mornin', put my key in the door
Bodies layin' all on the floor and
I don't remember how they got there, but I guess I must have killed 'em
Killed 'em
Sitting nude in my living room, it's almost noon
I wonder what's on the tube, maybe they'll show some boobs
Surfing every channel until I find Hannah Montana
Then I reach for the aloe and lanolin'
Bust all over the wall panel and dismantlin'
Every candle on top of the fire place mantling
Grab my flannel and my bandana, then
Kiss the naked mannequin man again
You could see him standin' in my front window if you look in
I'm just a hooligan who's used to usin' hallucinogens
Causin' illusions again, brain contusions again
Cutting and bruising the skin, raise the scissors and pins
Jesus, when does it end? Phases that I go through
Dazed and not so confused, days that I don't know who
Gave these molecules to me, what am I gon' do?
Hey, the prodigal son, the diabolical one
Very methodical when I slaughter them
It's 3 a. m. in the mornin', put my key in the door
Bodies layin' all on the floor and
I don't remember how they got there, but I guess I must have killed 'em
Killed 'em
I said, it's 3 a. m. in the mornin', put my key in the door
Bodies layin' all on the floor and
I don't remember how they got there, but I guess I must have killed 'em
Killed 'em
She puts the lotion in the bucket
He puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
She puts the lotion in the bucket
He puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
I cut and I slash, slice and gash
Last night was a blast, I can't quite remember when I had that
Much fun off a half-pint of the Jack, my last Vic and a half
A flashlight up Kim Kardashian's ass
I remember the first time I dismembered the family member
December, I think it was, I was having drinks with my cousin
And I wrapped him in Christmas lights, pushed him into the stinkin' tub
Cut him up into pieces, then just when I went to drink his blood
I thought "I outta drink his bath water, that outta be fun"
That's when my days of serial murder manslaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me, that might be an artery son
Your blood-curdlin' screams just don't seem to bother me none
It's 3 a. m. and here I come, so you should probably run
A secret passage way around here, man there's got to be one
Oh no, there's probably none, he can scream all that he wants
Top of his lungs, it ain't no stoppin' me from chopping him up (up)
'Cause then it's 3 a. m. in the mornin', put my key in the door
Bodies layin' all on the floor and
I don't remember how they got there, but I guess I must have killed 'em
Killed 'em
I said, it's 3 a. m. in the mornin', put my key in the door
Bodies layin' all on the floor and
I don't remember how they got there, but I guess I must have killed 'em
Killed 'em
Yo (yo), ayo (ayo)
Yo (yo), ayo (ayo)
Yo (yo), ayo (ayo)
Yo (yo), ayo (ayo)

Comments (4)

  • Anonymous
    I used to be an Eminem fan...unti I read the lyrics to this. This is over the top, for even me.
  • Anonymous
    not comments on eminem .....all people know he is genius lyrically
  • Anonymous
    Lmao its a metophore for how he murders everyone like a serial killer in this song he is talking about buffalo bill check out silence of the lambs
  • Anonymous
    This song is pretty much, the most insane shit he has come up with so far, It&#039s %#$@%# awesome yo.