Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eminem
Eminem
Vocals
Skylar Grey
Skylar Grey
Vocals
Luis Resto
Luis Resto
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luis Resto
Luis Resto
Songwriter
Marshall Mathers
Marshall Mathers
Songwriter
Holly Hafermann
Holly Hafermann
Songwriter
Elliott Taylor
Elliott Taylor
Songwriter
Jayson Dezuzio
Jayson Dezuzio
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eminem
Eminem
Additional Producer
Skylar Grey
Skylar Grey
Producer
Jayson Dezuzio
Jayson Dezuzio
Producer
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Recording Engineer
Tony Campana
Tony Campana
Recording Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Black magic, night walker (yeah) She haunts me like no other (feel like) Nobody told me (I don't know) Love is pain, oh (I know we just met) Black magic, dark water (but it's like) Surrounds me like no other (it's like I know you better than anyone) She's got my heart in chains We're volatile, I can't call it, though It's like too large a peg, and too small a hole (yeah) But she cheats and I catch her like the common cold (sneeze) Last time, I broke her collar bone, she's intolerablе (yeah) All I know is that the sex is phеnomenal, though We're an unlikely pair (yeah) Like two different Nike Airs But I'm the same size she wears (Jordans) So I think we're soulmates though (yeah) People don't like us together, but like we care (not me, not me) Yeah, but God strike me dead (yeah) She knows that I would walk over hot coals For her with both of my feet bare (yeah) But soon as I ask to hit (ask to hit) It's like she grabs a switch (grabs a switch) And turns me over her knee (yeah) 'Cause my ass is whipped, yeah And I got her back, but I'm spineless (yeah) So when she stabs me in mine (yeah) It's like I just can't feel the knife (what?) As she pokes, jabs it, and slices One minute, she'll build me up (up) The next, she'll push me 'round Probably why she calls me "dumbbell" She lifts me up (yeah), then puts me down (huh) But I am under her thumbnail I must be under her spell It's like lookin' right into a gun barrel But none of these hoes can fuck with my girl She got that Black magic, night walker She haunts me like no other Nobody told me love is pain, oh Black magic, dark water Surrounds me like no other She's got my heart in chains We wake up, break up, make up like Maybelline Now she's all made up like make-believe Probably why she's so fake to me But what the fuck's it gonna take for me to make her see? Strip her naked and take her keys I been plannin' this thing for weeks But I can't tell if I'm awake or asleep But if this is actually happenin', sucker for pain I'm stuck in this radioactive pattern But her by her motherfuckin' hair's All I imagine, dragon She lunges, attacks, and scratches But I ain't gonna stand for that shit Like Kaep for the National Anthem As I stab, I'm, laughin' So much for witchcraft and magic Abracadabra that bitch No turnin' back, I'm blackin' As I say farewell to the love of my life, I cut and I slice I give her one last hug goodbye Wipe the blood off my butterfly knife Watch her fuckin' die right in front of my eyes But in hindsight Think I just wanted to see what her insides look like As I pop another five Vic's That's what this high's like Look down, there's mud on my Nikes Shovel at my side, blood on my mic Now wake up to Music To Be Murdered By like-
Writer(s): Jayson M. Dezuzio, Holly B. Hafermann, Marshall B. Mathers Iii, Luis Edgardo Resto, Elliott Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out