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from D-12 - Devils Night (2001)
[bizarre]man did you see that hoe with them big tities?
[kuniva]yo nigga what's goin on fool? [bizarre]whatup my nigga? [kuniva]nuttin man, yo, this is my girl right here sind right here [kuniva]sind this is bizarre I was tellin you about [kuniva]that's my nigga [kuniva]yo look I'm bout to run in the store and get some forties and a coupla blunts [kuniva]man you why don't you go to the store with me [bizarre]all right [kuniva]all right bet, I'll be back in a little bit nigga [bizarre]aight my nigga (music start playin in the background "bizarre's gonna rape ya") [sind]so how long you been on eminem [bizarre]eminem? shit I don't know eminem, I'm just in town for this little jazz festival and shit [bizarre]you know, something on the side [bizarre]yo can I get you some sparkling water and shit? you want some water? [sind]no, no, no thanks [bizarre]how about some pig feet [sind]naw, I'm straight, I'm ready to smoke [sind]damn, what's takin the kuniva so long? *bizarre farts* [sind]no the f**k you didn't! [bizarre]girl chill out that shit came from my soul [bizarre]f**k that shit you better out dead youknowwhatimsayin [bizarre]and I want you to give me a little kiss though *bizarre farts again* [sind]a kiss? kiss you where? [bizarre]all right I'm a tell you, I'm a tell you, i'ma tell you in your ear (music stops) [bizarre]on my booty |
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from D-12 - Devils Night (2001)
(Eminem:)
Its sh*t like this I kick To these rich white kids Who just might see How f***ed up this sick life is Whoops I did it again, didn't I? My sh*t, it's harder to figure out Than what Britney's tit size is I probably pissed you off again, Didn't I b****? Grab Christina Gaguilera, Kiss my grits Do you know How many sh*ts I give, I wish I did So I could quit giving these Twisted little kids ideas This just in, Britney just kissed Justin She just f***ed Ben Got tit f***ed And d*ck sucked him If Affleck can get His as* licked How come I cant, sh*t Goddamn b****, I'm rich, I can't understand this Are those pictures I made Of us together on the Internet As close as I'm ever gonna Get to hitting her from the back Sh*t, when it comes to that, I hit harder from the back Than Everlast when He's plugging lethal In his f***ing as* Just gimme one more chance, Britney hit me one more time Let me know what's on your mind, Whitney give me one more line To sniff, you f***ers Know what time it is F*** your jewellery my records Almost diamond b**** * (Eminem:) What's going on in the world today? People fighting, feuding, looting, it's ok Let it go, let it flow, Let the good times roll, Tell 'em Dre (Dr. Dre:) It ain't nuttin' but music What's going on in the world today? People fighting, feuding, looting, it's ok Let it go, let it flow, Let the good times roll, Tell 'em Dre (Dr. Dre:) It ain't nuttin' but music (Bizarre:) Eminem doesn't like *NSYNC, Well I do So f*** him and the Backstreet Boys too Whateva happened to the Cast of different strokes? Gary's broke, Todd snort coke, And then an overdose I got two little boys with me Michael Jackson sent Two helicopters to get me I'm up early with my hair curly Me and Mr. Furley f***ing Lavern and Shirly (Kuniva:) A lotta rappers are Livin' in la la land That's why I let's my dogs Out on the baha men As bad as the life I had, I'm not mad I don't need to be a jackass To beat up my dad My whole family's country, My grandmother's old-fashioned She keeps asking me why I rap with a honky But granny I'm a flunky, I could be a junkie I could be hangin' with the Hoochies outta the club scene (Kon Artis:) For all the indpendent Women in the house Show us your tits and Shut your mother f***ing mouths (Proof:) Robert Downey, Bobby Brownie, Whitney Houston the sh*t she's usin', Jesse Jackson, Reverend scandal, Got George Michaels, Tevin Campbell Pee-wee hermans, Peep show places, Public restrooms, Beat those cases * Repeat (Swift:) Your mom and dad Probably mad at us, We did turned their kids Into little body snatchers They like where I'm from, We don't bite our tongue Are you sure you want Niggas 21 to carry guns? It's sad but I'm glad that I'm made to rhyme When you work, you ain't Gettin' paid for that overtime It's only music, Media know it, But they blind I ain't in your life so stay The hell up outta mine And you're the reason Why Princess Diana ended up dying You people get offended, I don't care (Stop cryin') Tryin' to get us to leave 'Cause what we say Just ain't playin' But holdin' me back from What I say just ain't me (Kon Artis:) Now what's these parents So mad for? (Your music is bad) For teenage kids who drink more Than Ted Danson in cheers Carson drinks beers, We all fart and piss and Cuss out our b**** (Smoke the Ritz) I still do the same old sh*t, I don't jump in front of a Camera and say no sh*t When they ask me About my sarcastic-ness I just slap them, Turn around and ask them this * Repeat |
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This is how it happens to you
That's how people Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up (Kuniva:) If you a loud mouth Trying to wild out And we see just How you laying And we peep your style out (You a punk) When you chilling out in Front of your truck And get stuck That's how niggas Get f***ed up (Proof:) No love at home With your in-folks And the world just keeps F***ing with your mental And all these kids making fun Of your trench coat That's how students Get shot up (Kon Artis:) Hating on us but You come to our show (F*** them niggas) I crowd surf and you let me go Oh no Whip your as* when I get off the floor Just so you know though That's how haters get f***ed up (Swift:) When the police pull you over And sh*t and find ganja Now every month They checking on your piss They getting mad 'cause You ain't come back since And now they sweating you That's how P.O.'s Get f***ed up (Kuniva:) When your mans hook You up with a b**** Over the phone And when you see her She ugly as sh*t (God damn) Now at the end of the date She want a kiss And some d*ck That's how blind dates Get f***ed up (Proof:) Say we got a real crew With a lot of skill And only one nigga in our crew Make the dollar bills Y'all fools just mad 'cause Y'all ain't got a deal Local rappers talk too much (Kon Artis:) You don't like this pain But you roll with punks Manage to trip the alarm And you all get stumped Cops got AK's Y'all only got pumps That sh*t's just dumb That's how Cruzzie Got locked up (Swift:) When your as* Wanna walk in the club But 'stead of telling you to wait The nigga wanna Push and shove (move) They get trampled from The niggas you brought So move over That's how bouncers Get f***ed up (Kuniva:) When you get your guns Outta the stash And gather all your homies up To go and shoot up a pad Soon as you finished Y'all run out of gas You better haul as* That's how drive-bys get f***ed up (Proof:) Mixing weed with the brew Extacy and Kalu, Gasoline fumes Nitrous balloons Acid tablets and magic mushrooms That's how D-12 Get f***ed up (Kon Artis:) I like your records But my album aint dropped Dr. Dre's my favorite B**** get off his jock Got a backstage pass And I need to get off Wanna meet da-da-da Doc? That's how groupies Get tossed up (Bizarre:) Drop outta school Take drugs and molest sl*ts Got your girlfriend Sucking on my left nut Your parents don't like me, But guess what (what) 'Cause Bizarre don't Give a f*** (Kuniva:) Chokin' your wife all in Front of your peeps She toss a brick through The window of your Jeep They back together By the end of the week That's so sweet Slim and Kim argue too much (Proof:) Invite a h*e to your house While your b**** is out Now you got the d*ck All up in her f***in' mouth Pull it out And then you bust off On her favorite blouse That's how Clinton got caught? up (Kon Artis:) Steal cars, wreck bars, Got f***ed up beyond Recognition, walk in 50 Clubs like we stars Our mission every day is Just to smoke bongs And f*** b****es That's how Runyan Ave. is cut (Swift:) When your life wasn't raised up right See your mother coming home With different niggas every night And then you run in to The one you don't like So get the f*** off That's how step-dads Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up |
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from D-12 - Devils Night (2001)
Ugh.. yo yo yo, yo
* I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hillls! I've climbed the highest mountain, once or twice but who's countin' But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills Yo, yo Cool, calm, just like my mom With a couple of lawsuits inside her palm It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve To roll up on you like Christopher Reeves I can't describe the vibe I get When I drive by six people and five I hit (oops) Aww shit, I started a mosh pit Squashed a chick and lost her foster kids (ahh!) This room make me hallucinate Then I sweat 'til I start losin weight 'Til I see dumb [shit] start happenin Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin to rap again So bounce, bounce, come on bounce I said come on, bounce (ahh!) Everybody in the house doin mass amounts (me!) To the women in the thongs with they asses out (oh) We don't bullshit, better ask around D-12 throws the bombest bash in town Bizarre, your mom is crashin out Help me get her on the couch 'fore she passes out Come on! Fuck that, someone help Denaun He's upstairs wrestlin Elton John Heh, hey Von you see me steppin on these leprechauns? It gotta be Tums, the Exlaxe is gone Ya I took them all dawg with some parmesan And I think my arm is gone Naw it's probably numb Young, dumb, and full of [cum] And I think he 'bout to swallow his tongue Scary ass it was a false alarm You think I'm 'bout to die when I just got on? Yo stop actin stupid You so high that you might wake up with a guy on some new shit (eww!) Yeah I think I did too much (uh-huh) I think I got the runs (uh-huh) Well theres Pepto and Tums - watch out, here it comes! * repeat Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us That's why our baby mothers love us but they hate each other They probably wanna take each other out and date each other Some-, somethin, some'un, some'un, some'un Hop hills, hills I hop Hop two hills on stilts I walk Snort two lines that were filled with chalk Thought it was +Incredible+ and killed the +Hulk+ I wanna, roll away like a rollerblade Until my eyes fall back and I'm scared for days And when I'm, over weight and my golf ball broke No okey-doke, I'm packin my nose with soap {*cough cough cough*} Am I supposed to choke? Had an accident when the Trojan broke Ahh, poor baby, born by [whore] lady Now I'm payin child support.. (it's your baby!) I take fo' shots at one time And I don't need no chicks when I'm swallowin mine (Hey, you got any room?) In Bizarre's hash back? And we can't go far cause our car has flats Why the hell you people think I rap? Because my mother taught me how to reach contracts And if you got catch, then hide it soon (Swift, chill) I'm just tryin to get bi like you! (eww!) And I don't give a damn if they any room (uh-huh) Mean, crude, the hell with you two (uh-huh) I only need three blunts and I'm cool I just copped some and I'm goin back soon * repeat I'm at rave lookin at babe, like she want it Gin and tonic demonic, body smell like vomit Looney crazy, chubby sexy, dope-headed guy Whip cream, dirty mattresses, wanna try? (c'mon) Blue hills, golden seals, got Bizarre, actin ill Drugs kill (yeah right) - chick, I'm for real! Shut your mouth you dirty girl, you know you want me in your world Ladies please don't fight; Bizarre's here on ice! * repeat Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us That's why our baby mothers love us but they hate each other They probably wanna take each other out and date each other Some-, somethin, some'un, some'un, some'un |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
This is ANOTHER public service announcement brought
to you in part by Slim Shady. (tell em i don't give a fuck) Slim Shady does not give a FUCK...what you think! (tell em to suck it) If you don't like it, you can suck his fucking cock! (tell em they kissed my ass) Little did you know, upon purchasing this album, you have just kissed his ass! (tell em i'm fed up) Slim Shady is fed up with your shit...and he's going to kill you! (yeah) uh...anything else? Yeah...SUE ME |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
When I just a little baby boy,
my momma used to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man, she used to tell me he hated me But then I got a little bit older and I realized, she was the crazy one But there was nothin I could do or say to try to change it cause that's just the way she was They said I can't rap about bein broke no more They say I can't rap about coke no more (AHHH!) Slut, you think I won't choke no whore til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?! (AHHH!) These motherfuckers are thinkin I'm playin Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin it (AHHH!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you I'ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it through you (AHHH!) Shut up slut, you're causin too much chaos Just bend over and take it slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore, snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" You god damn right BITCH, and now it's too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! chainsaw revs up Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all danglin from his neck, while his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, cuts Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts Chorus: Eminem * Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me Girls leave - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash the beef You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead for poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said But when they kill me - I'm bringin the world with me Bitches too! You ain't nuttin but a girl to me I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?) Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha) I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?) Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you.. Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up! I'm tryin to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em I ain't ask to rap, but I rap on acid Got a new blow-up probe and just had a strap-on added WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO! Just criminal intent to sodomize women again Eminem offend? NO! Eminem ?? And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse to do it again, THEN, if he does it again you'll probably end up jumpin out of somethin up on the 10th (Ahhhhhhhh!) Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times in a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman? Serial killer hidin murder material in a cereal box on top of your stereo Here we go again, we're out of our medicine out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in "Or I'ma kill you!" * Repeat Eh-heh, know why I say these things? Cause lady's screams keep creepin in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks this eighty G's a week to say the same things TWEECE! TWICE? Whatever, I hate these things Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink? FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer from fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her from principal to the study body and counselor from in-school to before school to out of school I don't even believe in breathin I'm leavin air in your lungs just to hear you keep screamin for me to seep it OKAY, I'M READY TO GO PLAY I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J. I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S THROATS ACHE You faggots keep eggin me on til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop? SHUT UP! Give me your hands and feet I said SHUT UP when I'm talkin to you YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME! * Repeat Hahaha, I'm just playin ladies You know I love you |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
*My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad *Repeat Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan *Repeat Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, four hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man you're like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to Remember when we met in Denver you said if I'd write you you would write back see I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan P.S. We should be together soon *Repeat Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too late I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out? *Repeat Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that and here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin dogg, c'mon - how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his name was.. it was you Damn! |
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Em, what's goin' on... It's Paul... ahhm... Dre gave me a copy of the new album... and...I just...sigh... Fuck it. |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
I never knew I..
I never knew I.. Mic check one-two I never knew I.. Who woulda knew? I never knew I.. Who'da known? I never knew I.. Fuck would've thought I never knew I.. Motherfucker comes out I never knew I.. and sells a couple of million records I never knew I.. And these motherfuckers hit the ceiling I never knew I.. I don't do black music, I don't do white music I make fight music, for high school kids I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires screech*} I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!) Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight jump out put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now? Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how? Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around? Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle around and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out (Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked? {*ewwww*} Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement (The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents * Repeat Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch So who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?) I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie where he's shootin all sorts of these motherfuckers with a uzi I sees three little kids, up in the front row, screamin "Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same moms and dads who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?" And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old daughter to wear? (Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words when his bus driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse ("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!") And fuck was the first word I ever learned up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!) So read up, about how I used to get beat up peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3 months My life's like kinda what my wife's like (what?) Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every night, Ike So how much easier would life be if 19 million motherfuckers grew to be just like me? * Repeat I never knew I.. knew I'd.. have a new house or a new car A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I? Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?) Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!) How many retards'll listen to me and run up in the school shootin when they're pissed at a teach-er, her, him, is it you is it them? "Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!" Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen? Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop I just said it - I ain't know if you'd do it or not * Repeat How the fuck was I supposed to know? |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Eminem: Heyyy!
Steve: Hey, Em, what's up? Eminem: Steve Berman. What's goin' on, man, how you doin? Good to see you again. What's up? Steve: Em, could you come here and have a seat, please? Eminem: Umm, yeah, what's... Steve: Vannessa, shut the door. Secretary: Okay. Eminem: So what's up? How's orders looking for the first week? Steve: It would be better if you gave me nothing at all. Eminem: Wh- Steve: This album is less than nothing. I can't sell this fucking record. Eminem: Wha- Steve: Do you know what's happening to me out there? Eminem: Wh-wha-what's the problem? Steve: Violent Ground told me to go fuck myself! Eminem: Who's Violent...? Steve: Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass! Do you know what it feels like to be told to have a record shoved up your ass? Eminem: But, I- Steve: I'm gonna lose my fuckin' job over this. You know why Dre's record was so successful? He's rappin' about big-screen tv's, blunts, 40's and bitches. You're rappin' about homosexuals and Vicadin. Eminem: I mean- Steve: I can't sell this shit! Eminem: What- Steve: Either change the record or it's not coming out! Eminem: What, I- Steve: Now get the fuck out of my office! Eminem: What am I supposed- Steve: NOW! Eminem: Alright man, whatever. |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me * And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, "Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses" And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned * Repeat I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name is.." And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad * Repeat |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
[Intro]
May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here [Verse 1] Y'all act like you've never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door And started whooping her ass worse than before They first were divorce, throwin' her over furniture It's the return of the... "Oh, wait, no way, you're kidding, he just didn't say what I think he did, did he?" And Dr. Dre said... Nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement Feminist women love Eminem Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin' around grabbin' his you know what Flippin' the you know who, yeah, but he's so cute though Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse than what's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose My bum is on your lips, my bum is on yoru lips And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a women's clitoris is Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit 4th grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? We ain't nothin' but mammals Well, some of us cannibals Who cut other people open like cantaloupes But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes [Chorus] I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up [Verse 2] Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me let alone stand me "But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Dust And here 'em argue over who she gave head to first You little bitch, put me on Blast on MTV "Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee" I should download her audio on MP3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups All you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me, who drees like me, walk, talk, and act like me And just might be the next best thing but not quite me! [Chorus] Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up [Verse 3] I'm like a head trip to listen to cuz I'm only givin' you Things you joke about with your friends inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it In front of y'all and I don't gotta be frost or sugar coated at all I just get on a mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it I just shitted better than 90 percent of you rappers out there Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like vailums It's funny cuz at the rate I'm goin' when I'm 30 I'll be the only person in the nursin' home flirtin' Pinchin' nurses asses when I'm jackin' off with Jergens And I'm jerkin' but this whole bag of Viagra isn't workin' And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin' He could be workin' at Burger King spittin' on your onion rings Or in the parkin' lot, circlin', screamin' I don't give a fuck! With his windows down and his system up So, will the real Shady please stand up? And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? [Chorus] I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the realShady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up [Outro] Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Remember me? ("Step in, execution")
Remember me? ("I have no remorse") Remember me? ("I'm 'High Powered'") Remember me? ("I drop bombs like Hiroshima") For this one it's the X, you retarded? Cause I grab the mic and get DOWN, like Syndrome Hide and roam into the masses, without boundaries which qualifies me for the term "universal" Without no rehearsal, I leak words that's controversial Like I'm not, the one you wanna contest, see cause I'll hit yo' ass like the train did that bitch that got "Banned From TV" -- heavyweight hitter Hit you watch your whole head split up Loco-is-the-motion, we comin through Hollow tips is the lead, the .45 threw Remember me? ("Throw ya gunz in the air!") Remember me? ("Slam! Slam!") Remember me? ("Nigga 'Bacdafucup'") Remember me? ("Chka-chka-Onyx!") Niggaz that take no for an answer, get told no Yeah I been told no but it was more like, "No, no, no!!!" Life a bitch that'll fuck you if you let her Better come better than better to be a competitor this vet is ahead of, The shit is all redder, you deader and deader A medic instead-a the cheddars and credda Settle vendetta one metal beretta from ghetto to ghetto Evidence? NOPE! Never leave a shred-of I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me My moms got raped by the industry and made me I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total Want beef, nigga? PBBT! You better dead that shit My name should be "Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit" Probably sayin, "He ain't a killer", but I'm killin myself Smoke death, fuck bitches raw, on the kitchen floor So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you Got niggaz in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We glock busters 'Til the cops cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters 'Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us I'm gettin wires niggaz wantin me dead, wantin my head You think it could be somethin I said? {*echoes*} Remember me? ("I just don't give a fuck!") Remember me? ("Yeah, fuck you too!") Remember me? ("I'm low down and I'm shifty!") Remember me? ("I'm Shady!") When I go out, I'ma go out shootin I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid I'm tryin to clear up my fuckin' image, so I promised the fuckin critics I wouldn't say "fuckin" for six minutes (*click* Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on) My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on I may be wrong, I keep thinkin these crazy thoughts in my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom ("Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?") Came home, and somebody musta broke in the back window and stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats Sick sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen with M-16's and ten clips each And them shits reach through six kids each And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets? FUCK THAT! PBBT! Tou faggots can vanish to volcanic ash and re-appear in hell with a can of gas, AND a match Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at (What the fuck you starin at, nigga?) Don't you remember me?! Remember me?!! Remember me??! REMEMBER ME!!!! |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
* That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back)
I'm Back, (I'm Back) That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back, (I'm Back) That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back, (I'm Back) That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back, (I'm Back) I murder a rhyme one word at a time You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine You better, get rid of that nine, it aint gonna help What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself? I'm waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hell Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve At thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf I used to, get punched and bullied on my block Til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mail box I used to give a, fuck, now I could give a fuckless What do I think of success? It sucks too much press I'm stressed Too much cess with agress too upset it's just too much mess I guess I must just blew up quick, yes Grew up quick, no, was raised right, whatever you say is wrong Whatever I say is right You think of my name now whenever you say hi Became a commodity because I'm W H I T E, Cuz MTV was so friendly to me, can't wait till Kim sees me Now is it worth it? Look at my life how is it perfect? Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn't workin? You see this finger, oh it's upside down Here let me turn this motherfucker up right now * Repeat I take each individual degenerates head and reach into it Just to see if he's influenced by me if he listens to music And if he feeds into this shit he's an innocent victim And becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe My name is Slim Shady, I been crazy way before radio didn't play me The sensational, "Back is the incredible!" With Ken Kaniff who just finds the men edible It's Ken Kaniff, on the internet Trying to, lure your kids, wit him into bed It's a, sick world we live in these days Slim for pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs! Sheez you guys are so sensitive Slim it's touchy subject try and just don't mention it Mind with no sense in it, tried to get so frenetic Whose eyes get so squinted, I'm blind from smokin 'em Wit my windows tinted, wit nine limos rented, doin lines of coke in 'em Wit a bunch of guys hoppin out all high and indo scented And that's where I get my name from, that's why they call me * Repeat I take seven kids from Columbine Stand 'em all in line Add an AK - 47, a revolver, a nine A mack 11 and an all assault a problem of mine A natural old school a bully shot em all at one time Cuz I'm Shady, they call me as crazy As the world was over this whole Y2K thing And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing? Am I the only one who realizes they stink? Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think? Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings? It's why I tend to block out when I hear things Cuz all these fans screamin is makin my ears ring So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it linger Longer than the rumor that I was stickin it to Christina Cuz if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz It'd be Jennifer Lopez and Puffy you know this! I'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this chick was my own mother I still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her and have a son and a new brother at the same time and just say that it aint mine, what's my name? * Repeat Guess who's back (back) geh- geh- guess who's back Hi mom Guess who's back geh- geh- guess who's back D-12 Guess who's back geh- geh- geh- geh- guess who's back Dr Dre Guess who's back, back, back, back Slim Shady 2001 I'm blew out from this blunt (sighs) Fuck |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
You know I just don't get it
Last year I was nobody This year I'm sellin records Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million dollars? Get the fuck out of here * You see I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before, all they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth and try to take shots at me (take shots at me) Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog with it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin (grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun Drivin up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!") I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent? Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick Boy/girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma love it.. (hahaha) Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh-uh) Said some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup) Then went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe) A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me and run around screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" (nah nah) I think I was put here to annoy the world and destroy your little 4-year-old boy or girl Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer and call themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer Faggot2Dope and Silent Gay Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks) And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out after they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out (AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow! Look at y'all runnin your mouth again when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails "Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim Anus I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots! ** Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm not a wrestler guy, I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me) Come and see me on the streets alone if you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me) And if you wanna run your mouth then come take your best shot at me (your best shot at me) Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me? You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy Now because of this blonde mop that's on top and this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop? The underground just spunned around and did a 360 Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies "Oh, he just did some shit with Missy, so now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get- Bizzy" My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten million She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the habit? All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? It doesn't matter your [attorney Fred Gibson's a] faggot! Talkin about I fabricated my past He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!) So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do? For every million I make, another relative sues Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey it's me!) A half-brother and sister who never seen me or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV Now everybody's so happy and proud I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the newsstand to buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp Skipped to the last page, flipped right fast and what do I see? A picture of my big white ass Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help: uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself * Repeat |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Uuuhoh, yeah
Oh, suck it Oh, fuck yu Oh, Shagy Oh, this is why they call you two dope ain't it Oh, fuck yu Oh, take it out, take it out! Oh, now give something to Jay Oh, violent Jay Wait don't bite it Don't be violent with it now just suck it nice and slow, yeah oh oh fuck yu you got oh now give it back to Shagy he was sucking it better Oh, now say my name Eminem, say my name, Eminem WHAT! Ohh fuck you guys Gi-give me my dick back Fuck you guys If you want Eminem you can Have Eminem Fuck you guys (Ken) I'm on leaving (no) (Kenn wait, oh damn) (Nice going Shagy) |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Yeaaah, hahahaha...whooooo, shit!
(aight) Guess what? I ain't coming in yet... I'll come in a minute Ayo...This is my love song...it goes like this Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark This is how we used to make the party start We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk And by the, sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf And my pre-diction is you're gonna probably fall Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall And everything's spinning You're beginin' to think women are swimming in pink linen again in the sink Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guiness is finished You are now allowed to officially slap bitches You have the right to remain violent and start wilin' Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyin' you Get in your car, start it, and start drivin' Over the island and cause a 42 car pile-up Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot Look at the life on this planet, sir, no sign of it All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin' And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it Let me out of this place I'm outta place I'm in outer space I've just vanished without a trace I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow I'll be back in an hour or so 'Cause every time I go to try to leave Something keeps pullin' on my sleeve I don't wanna, but I gotta stay These drugs really got ahold of me 'Cause every time I try to tell them "no" They won't let me ever let them "go" I'm a sucka all I gotta say These drugs really got ahold of me In third grade, all I used to do Was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cube 17 years later I'm as Rude as Jude Scheming on the first chick with the hugest boobs I've got no game And every face looks the same They've got no name So I don't need game to play I just say whatever I want to whoever I want Whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want However, I do show some respect to few As ecstacy got me standing next to you Getting sentimental as fuck spillin' guts to you We just met But I think I'm in love with you But you're on it too So you tell me you love me too Wake up in the morning like "yo, what the fuck we do?" I gotta go bitch You know I have stuff to do 'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with you But in the long run These drugs are probably going to catch up sooner or later But fuck it, I'm on one So let's enjoy Let the X destroy your spinal cord So it's not a straight line no more 'Til we walk around looking like some wind-up dolls Shit's sticking out of our backs like a dinosaur Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more So bye for now I'm going to try to find some more 'Cause every time I try to tell them "no" They won't let me ever let them "go" I'm a sucka all I gotta say These drugs really got ahold of me That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow When you swallow it all wollow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow you're probably going to want to do it again What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend? Screw it And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning? And what's a little fight? Tomorrow you'll be boys again It's your life Live it however you wanna Marijuana is everywhere Where was you brought up? It don't matter as long as you get where you're going 'Cause none of the shit is going to mean shit where we're going They tell you to stop, but you just sit there ignoring Even though you wake up feeling like shit every morning But you're young You've got a lot of drugs to do Girls to screw Parties to crash Sucks to be you If I could take it all back now, I wouldn't I would have did more shit that people said that I shouldn't But I'm all grown up now and upgraded and graduated Did better drugs and updated But I've still got a lot of growing up to do I've still got a whole lot of throwing up to spew But when it's all said and done I'll be 40 Before I know it with a 40 on the porch telling stories With a bottle of Jack Two grandkids in my lap Babysiting for Haley while Haley's out getting smashed 'Cause every time I try to tell them "no" They won't let me ever let them "go" I'm a sucka all I gotta say These drugs really got ahold of me(x2) (Same as previous, but 2nd time the last line is repeated like this) Drugs really got ahold of me They really got ahold of me 'Cause drugs really got ahold of me They really got ahold of me |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
(kill kill kill)
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, duh-da-da-da-da (kill kill kill) Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, dumm.. (kill kill kill) *Mentally illll from Amityvilllle (ILLLL) Accidentally killll your family stillll Thinkin he won't? God-damnit he willll (HE'SSSS) Mentally illll from Amityvilllle ** {HE'SSSS} - on repeats only ** I get lifted and spin til I'm half-twisted Feet planted and stand with a grin full of chapped lipstick {*SMACK*} Pen full of ink, think sinful and rap sick shit Shrink pencil me in for my last visit Drink gin til my chin's full of splashed whiskers {*whoosh*} Hash whiskey and ash til I slap bitches {*smack*} Ask Bizzy, he's been here the past six years Mash with me you'll get in imagine this * Repeat (X2) I fucked my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother's throat {*AHHHHHHHH!*} Guess who Slim Shady just signed to Interscope? My little sister's birthday, she'll remember me For a gift I had ten of my boys take her virginity {*Mmm mm mmm!*} And bitches know me as a horny ass freak Their mother wasn't raped, I ate her pussy while she was 'sleep Pissy-drunk, throwin up in the urinal (YOU FUCKIN HOMO!) That's what I said at my dad's funeral * Repeat (x2) That's why the city is filled with a bunch of fuckin idiots still (still) That's why the first motherfucker poppin some shit he gets killed (killed) That's why we don't call it Detroit, we call it Amityville ('Ville) You can get capped after just havin a cavity filled (filled) Ahahahaha, that's why we're crowned the murder capital still (still) This ain't Detroit, this is motherfuckin Hamburger Hill! (Hill!) We don't do drivebys, we park in front of houses and shoot and when the police come we fuckin shoot it out with them too! That's the mentality here (here) that's the reality here (here) Did I just hear somebody say they wanna challenge me here?? (huh?) While I'm holdin a pistol with this many calibres here?? (here??) Got some registration and just made this shit valid this year? (year?) Cause once I snap I can't be held accountable for my acts and that's when accidents happen, when a thousand bullets come at your house and collapse the foundation around and they found you and your family in it (AHHHHH!) GOT DAMNIT HE MEANT IT WHEN HE TELLS YOU * Repeat (x2) Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum.. |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
[Dre] Yeah, what up Detroit?
[Snoop] Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't! Ahhh! They didn't do it again, what-what, what-what? Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre? [Dre]Oh, fo' sho'! [Snoop] Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that? This is special right here What-what, what-what-what? Yeah, it's a toast to the boggie baby Uhh, to the boggie-woogie-woogie Yeah, y'all know! What's crackin' Dre? [Dr. Dre] Just le me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit on Slim's shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Throw on 'Guilty Concience' at concerts and watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers know each other unconcious (Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim draws is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and fulla cars Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw +IS+ niggaz from Chrenshaw from Long Beach to South Central Whoa, not these niggaz again These growan-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again You and what army could harm me? D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach Came a long way, to makin' these songs play It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way I got a long uz', and I carry it all day Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just bein' Andre, but I... [Snoop Dogg] Somehow, someway - tell 'em, nigga You know about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg) Now let me cut these niggaz up and show 'em where da fuck I'm comin from I get the party crackin' from the shit that I'll be spittin' son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run Got about fifty gungs, and I love all of 'em the same - bang bang! Damn baby girl what's your name? I forgot - what'd you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed Hangin' in the club, with my newphew Eminem (What's up Slim?) What up cuz? (What up Snoop?) The Great White American Hope, done hooked up with the King of the motherfuckin' West Coast, bay-bayy! Chorus: Nate Dogg (+Snoop) [Nate] And you don't really wanna fuck, with me Only nigga that I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this heat [Snoop] That's, the devil, they always wanna dance [Xzibit] I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, I'm watchin' you move You're found dead in your garage, with 10 o' clock news coverage Gotta love it, cuz I expose the facade Your little lungs is too small to hotbok with God All jokes aside, some bounce with us Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough When things get rough I'm in the club shootin' with Puff Bitch, please - you must have a mental disease Assume the position and get back down on your knees - c'mon Chorus 2X [Eminem - impersonating Snoop] Awww naww, big Slim Dogg Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long Back up, in the, heezy BAY-BAY He's Sha-day! [Snoop] He's so cra-zay! [Eminem] Hahaha! Give me the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy White pickets outside the Interscope offices every night What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living off of the world's misery - what in the world gives me the right to say what I like, and walk around filppin' the bird Livin' the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs Dreamin' at night of screamin' at mom, schemin' to leave Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me I just want you all to notice me and people to see that somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me is cuz this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean So when you see me, dressin' up like a nerd on TV or heard the CD usin' the fag word so freely it's just me being me, here want me to tone it down? Suck my fuckin' dick, you faggot You happy now? Look here [Eminem - impersonating Snoop] I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go) Ask the bouncers in the club cuz they know (cuz they know) I start some shit they throw me out the back do' (the back do') Come back and shoot the club up with a fo'-fo' (a fo'-fo') Chorus 2X [Xzibit] 2001 and forever Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg C'mon, yeah!! |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Aww look at daddy's baby girl
That's daddy baby Little sleepy head Yesterday I changed your diaper Wiped you and powdered you. How did you get so big? Can't believe it now your two Baby you're so precious Daddy's so proud of you Sit down bitch If you move again I'll beat the shit out of you (Okay) Don't make me wake this baby She don't need to see what I'm about to do Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you? How could you? Just leave me and love him out the blue Oh, what's a matter Kim? Am I too loud for you? Too bad bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time At first, I'm like all right You wanna throw me out? That's fine! But not for him to take my place, are you out you're mind? This couch, this TV, this whole house is mine! How could you let him sleep in our bed? Look at Kim Look at your husband now! (No!) I said look at him! He ain't so hot now is he? Little punk! (Why are you doing this?) Shut the fuck up! (You're drunk! You're never going to get away at this!) You think I give a fuck! Come on we're going for a ride bitch (No!) Sit up front (Well I can't just leave Haley alone, what if she wakes up?) We'll be right back Well I will you'll be in the trunk *So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you *Repeat You really fucked me Kim You really did a number on me Never knew me cheating on you would come back to haunt me But we was kids then Kim, I was only 18 That was years ago I thought we wiped the slate clean That's fucked up! (I love you!) Oh God my brain is racing (I love you!) What are you doing? Change the station I hate this song! Does this look like a big joke? (No!) There's a four year old boy lyin' dead with a slit throat In your living room, ha-ha What you think I'm kiddin' you? You loved him didn't you? (No!) Bullshit you bitch don't fucking lie to me What the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me? Fuck you asshole, yeah bite me Kim, KIM! Why don't you like me? You think I'm ugly don't you (It's not that!) No you think I'm ugly (Baby) Get the fuck away from me, don't touch me I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU How the fuck could you do this to me? (Sorry!) How the fuck could you do this to me? *Repeat(x2) Come on get out (I can't I'm scared) I said get out bitch! (Let go of my hair, please don't do this baby) (Please I love you, look we can just take Haley and leave) Fuck you, you did this to us You did it, it's your fault Oh my God I'm crackin' up Get a grip Marshall Hey remember the time we went to Brian's party? And you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie That was funny wasn't it? (Yes!) That was funny wasn't it? (Yes!) See it all makes sense, doesn't it? You and your husband have a fight One of you tries to grab a knife And during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adam's apple sliced (No!) And while this is goin' on His son just woke up and he just walks in She panics and he gets his throat cut (Oh my God!) So now they both dead and you slash your own throat So now it's double homicide and suicide with no note I should have known better when you started to act weird We could've...HEY! Where you going? Get back here! You can't run from me Kim It's just us, nobody else! You're only making this harder on yourself Ha! Ha! Got'cha! (Ahh!) Ha! Go ahead yell! Here I'll scream with you! AH SOMEBODY HELP! Don't you get it bitch, no one can hear you? Now shut the fuck up and get what's comin to you You were supposed to love me {*Kim choking*} NOW BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED! *Repeat(x2) |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Translation
So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick - ha ha! Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass so the rats can't chew through his last pants I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin him I'm like a fuckin wasp in the hospital lost Stingin the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls I light a candle and place it up on the mantle Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin handle So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin [Swifty] Bitch it's too late [Eminem] Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator Degradin, creatin murders to kill haters Accused for every crime known through the equator They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my 'gators My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an' I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face {*BLAM*} With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose You never hear me say, "Forgive me" I'm snatchin every penny - it gotta be that way nigga, face it That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it You hidin, I make the president get a facelift Niggaz just afraid, handin me they bracelets Chillin in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight Chorus: Eminem *So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick [Bizarre] I'm a compulsive liar, settin my preacher on fire Slashin your tires, flyin down Fenkel and Meyers Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin my dick off in a bed of barbed wire (Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn't you read the flyer? Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor (Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired Fuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire iron I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record skip.. Lettin the record skip.. Lettin the record skip.. (Damn!) I'm fuckin anything when I'm snortin It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion {*dog whines*} Some bitch asked for my autograph I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom [Proof] Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack Weed laced with somethin {*gun cocks*} nigga pass that In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats Be your mom on publishin, get your ASCAP-ped The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack Run your motherfuckin pockets, ASAP I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's Born loser, half theif and half black Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at Bitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked and found chopped up in a trash bag [Kuniva] We stranglin rappers until the point they can't yell cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace Gruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlums I grapple your adam's apple until it crackle Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you Get executed, cuz I'm a "Luni" I got a "Yukmouth" and it's polluted I cock it back then shoot it I love snatchin up players thugs and young ballers Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers Brigade barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo A big Chinese nigga, screamin "Kuniva yo yo.." I leave ya face leakin, run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin Take a swing at the deacon [Kon Artis] I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight I was straight 'til I got caught sellin em shake I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent with the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von who got fired from UPS for tryin to send you a bomb (Special delivery!) I signed to a local label for fun Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run Driveby you in the rain while you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin they funds Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one's 'til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough * Repeat [Eminem] Haha.. suck my motherfuckin dick D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin Dozen Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands Bizarre kid Swifty McVeigh The Kon Artis The Kuniva Dirty Harry Haha, and Slim Shady.. |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
[Eminem]
A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questions A lot of people think that.. what I say on records or what I talk about on a record, that I actually do in real life or that I believe in it Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that.. I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in it Well, shit.. if you believe that then I'll kill you You know why? Cuz I'm a CRIMINAL CRIMINAL You god damn right I'm a CRIMINAL Yeah, I'm a CRIMINAL [Eminem] My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge That'll stab you in the head whether you're a fag or lez Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's "yes" Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!) That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of em They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em Hey, it's me, Versace Whoops, somebody shot me! And I was just checkin the mail Get it? Checkin the 'male'? How many records you expectin to sell after your second LP sends you directly to jail? C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men Right, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!) Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus Heal this child, help us destroy these demons Oh, and please send me a brand new car And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher You can't reach me, my mom can't neither You can't teach me a goddamn thing cause I watch TV, and Comcast cable and you ain't able to stop these thoughts You can't stop me from toppin these charts And you can't stop me from droppin each March with a brand new cd for these fuckin retards Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me Mr. "Don't Give A Fuck," still won't leave Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X) I'm a CRIMINAL Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime to tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINAL but I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird and keep goin, I don't take shit from no one [Eminem] My mother did drugs - tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speed The baby came out - disfigured, ligaments indeed It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she Don't dare make fun of that baby cause that baby was me I'm a CRIMINAL - an animal caged who turned crazed But how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you weren't raised? So as I got older and I got a lot taller My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger I drink malt liquor to fuck you up quicker than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word ... My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk Off of his own employee Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired and my nose is pointy I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die in plane crashes and laughs As long as it ain't happened to him Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em -inem and Kim combined - *kch* the maniac's in Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldn't make it today He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place (Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place I told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put away I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh? I'm a CRIMINAL [Interlude Skit] Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherfucker get the motherfuckin money and get the fuck up outta there [Em] Aight I'll be right here waitin on you [Em] Aight Yo Em [Em] What?! Don't kill nobody this time [Em] Awwright... god damn, fuck... (whistling) how you doin'? [Teller] HI, how can I help you? [Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl [Teller] Okay [Eminem] Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch and I won't kill you! [Teller] What? Oh my god, don't kill me [Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around... [Teller] Don't kill me, please don't kill me... [Eminem] I said I'm not gonna fuckin kill you Hurry the fuck up! {*BOOM*} Thank you! [Eminem] Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it So I'll be disguised in it And if anybody identifies the guy in it I'll hide for five minutes Come back, shoot the eyewitness Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet {*dog whines*} If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough to say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut {*tape unrolls*} Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass And if it's not a rapper that I make it as I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask (Chorus 2X) |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Still on?
Yo, is the mic on? Check, check, check Alright, let′s do it Let′s go, come on (Eminem, Eminem, Eminem) |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
America
We love you How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours The stripes and the stars for the rights of men who have died for to protect The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech the United States Government has sworn to uphold I want everbody to listen to the words of this song I neva woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see So many mothafuckin people who feel like me Who share the same views And the same exact beliefs It's like a fuckin army marchin in back of me So many lives I touched So much anger aimed at no particular direction Just sprays and sprays And straight through your radio waves It plays and plays Till it stays stuck in ya head For days and days Who woulda thought standin in this mirror Bleachin my hair wit some Peroxide Reachin for a T shirt to wear That I would catapult to the fore front of rap like this How can I predict my words And have an impact like this I musta struck a chord wit somebody up in the office Cuz congress keeps tellin me I ain't causin nuttin but problems And now they sayin I'm in trouble wit the Government I'm lovin it I shoveled shit all my life And now I'm dumpin it on WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like yaself If they were brown Shady lose Shady sits on the shelf But Shady's cute Shady knew Shady's dimples would help Make ladies swoon baby Look at myself Let's do the math If I was black I woulda sold half I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that But I can rap so fuck school I'm too cool to go back Gimme the mic Show me where the fuckin studios at When I was underground No one gave a fuck I was white No labels wanted to sign me Almost gave up I was like Fuck it Until I met Dre The only one who looked past Gave me a chance And I lit a fire up under his ass Helped him get back to the top Every fan black that I got Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that hes got Like damn we just swapped Sittin back look at this shit wow I'm like My skin is it startin to work to my benefit now WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get See the problem is I speak to suburban kids Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist These moms probably woulda never gave 2 squirts of piss Till I created so much muthafuckin turbulance Straight out the tube right into ya livin rooms I came And kids flipped When they knew I was produced by Dre That's all it took And they were instantly hooked right in And they connected wit me too because I looked like them That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope Searchin wit a fine toothed comb It's like this rope waitin to choke Tightenin around my throat Watchin me while I write this like I dont like this NO All I hear is Lyrics lyrics constant controversy Sponsors workin round the clock To try to stop my concerts early Surely hip hop is never a problem In Harlem only In Boston After it bothered ya fathers Of daughters startin to blossom Now I'm catchin the flack from these activists When they raggin Actin like I'm the 1st rapper to smack a bitch and say faggot Shit Just look at me like I'm ya closest pal A poster child The muthafuckin spokesman now for WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get So to the parents of America I am the damager aimed at little Erica To attack her character The ring leader of the circus of worthless pawns Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress And piss on the lawns of the White House To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hipocracy Fuck you Ms Cheney Fuck you Tipper Gore Fuck you with the freeness of speech this divided states of embarrasment Will allow me to have Fuck You I'm just playin America you know I love you |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
you bout to witness hip hop
in its most purest more rawest formflow almost flawless most haredest most honest known artist chip off the old block good but old doc is back looks like batman brought his own robin oh god sadam's got his own laden wit his own private plane his own pilot set to blow college dorm rooms doors off the hinges oranges peach pears plums syringes yeah here i come i'm inches away from you dear fear none hip hop is in a stat of nine one one so let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness quick gotta move fast gotta perform miracles gee willikers drey holy bat syllables look at all the bullshit that goes on in gotham when i'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals so skip to your lou while i do what i do best you ain't even impressed no more you're used to it flows too wet nobody close to it nobody says it but still everybody knows the shit the most hated on out of all those who say they get hated on in eighty songs and exaggerate it all so much they make it all up there's no such thing like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans it just means so much more to so much more poeple when you're rappin' and you know what for the show must go on so i'd like to welcome y'all to maeshall and andre's carnival c'mon now let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness its just like old times the dynamic duo two old friends why panic you already who's fully capable the two capped heroes dial straight down the center eight zero zero You can even call collect the most feared duet since me and elton played career russian roulette and you never even see me blink or get to bustin' a sweat people steppin' over people just to rush to the set just to get to see an mc who breathes so freely ease over these beats and be so breezy jesus how can shit be so easy how can won chandra be so levy turn on these beats mc's don't see me belive me b e t and m tv gonna grieve when we leave dog fo' sheezy can't leave rap alone the game needs me till we grow beards get weird and disappear into the mountain nothin' but clowns down here but we ain't fuckin around round here yo dre what up can i get a hell let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness so there you have it folks has come to save the day back with his friend andre and to remind you that bullshit does not play because and andre are here to stay and never go away until ovre dying day until we're old and grey so until next time friends same blande hair same rap channel good night everyone thank you for coming your host for the evening |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Where's my snare
I have no snare in my headphones there ya go yeah yo yo Have you ever been hated or discriminated against I have i've been protested and demonstrated against, picket signs for my wicked rhymes look at the times sick is the mind of the motherfuckin kid that's behind all this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's explodin tempers flaring from parents just blow em off and keep goin not takin nothin from no one give em hell long as i'm breathin keep kickin ass in the mornin an takin names in the evening leave em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth see they can trigger me but they'll never figure me out look at me now I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you mama i'ma make you look so ridiculous now I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet I said i'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it so before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it i'ma expose it i'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a multi platinum sellin Cd I was a baby maybe I was just a couple of months my faggot father must have had his pantie's up in a bunch cause he split I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye no I don't on second thought I just fuckin' wished he would die I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin her side even if I hated Kim I grit my teeth and I'd try to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes but i'm only human but i'm man enough to face them today what I did was stupid no doubt it was dumb but the smartest shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun cause id'a killed em shit I would have shot Kim and him both it's my life i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet I said i'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition take a second to listen who you think this record is dissin but put yourself in my position just try to envision witnessin your Mama poppin prescription pills in the kitchen bitchin that someone's always goin through her purse and shits missin going through public housing systems victim of Munchausen's syndrome my whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't til I grew up, now I blew up it makes you sick to ya stomach doesn't it wasn't it the reason you made that Cd for me ma so you could try to justify the way you treated me ma but guess what your gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely and Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that your phoney and Hailie's getting so big now you should see her she's beautiful but you'll never see her she won't even be at your funeral see what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong bitch do your song keep tellin yourself that you was a mom but how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get you selfish bitch I hope you fuckin burn in hell for this shit remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me well guess what I am dead dead to you as can be I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet I said i'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
People
It feels so good to be back Never been the type to bend or budge The wrong button to push no friend of Bush I'm the center piece you're a Maltese I'm a pitbull off his leash all this peace talk can cease All these people I had to leave in limbo I'm back now I've come to release this info I'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple Cani bitch don't want no beef with Slim Nooooooo Not even on my radar So won't you please jump off my dick lay off and stay off And follow me as I put these crayons to chaos from since to since aw er aw er aw eh a C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Let your hair down to the track yeah kick on back The Boogiemonster of rap yeah the man's back with a plan to ambush this Bush administration Mush the Senate's face in push this generation of kids to stand and fight for the right to say somethin you might not like this white hot light that I'm under no wonder I look so sunburnt Oh no I won't leave no stone unturned Oh no I won't leave won't go nowhere Do si do oh yo ho hello there Oh yeah don't think I won't go there Go to Beirut and do a show there Yeah you laugh till your motherfuckin ass gets drafted While you're at band camp thinkin the crap can't happen 'Til you fuck around get an anthrax napkin Inside a package wrapped in Saran Wrap wrappin Open the plastic and then you stand back gaspin Fuckin assassins hijackin Amtraks crashin All this terror America demands action Next thing you know you've got Uncle Sam's ass askin to join the Army or what you'll do for their Navy You just a baby gettin recruited at eighteen You're on a plane now eatin their food and their baked beans I'm twenty eight they gon take you 'fore they take me Crazy insane or insane crazy When I say Hussein you say Shady My views ain't changed still inhumane wait Arraigned two days late the date's today hang me C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Nothin moves me more than a groove that soothes me Nothin soothes me more than a groove that boosts me Nothin boosts me more or suits me beautifully There's nothin you can do to me stab me shoot me Psychotic hypnotic product I got it the antibiotic Ain't nobody hotter and so on and yada yada God I talk a lotta hum de lay de la la Oochie walla walla um di da dah da dah but you gotta gotta keep movin there's more music to make Keep makin new shit produce hits to break the monotony what's gotten into me Drugs rock and Hennessey thug like I'm 'Pac on my enemies On your knees got you under siege Somebody you would give a lung to be Hun ga ry like a fuckin younger me Fuck the fee I can get you jumped for free Yeah buddy laugh it's funny I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing I'm past bluffing pass the K Y Let's get ready for some intense serious ass fucking C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Dr Dre wants to square dance with me Nasty Nas wants to square dance with me X to the Z wants to square dance with me Busta Rhymes wants to square dance with me Cani bitch won't square dance with me Cani bitch won't square dance with me Canada bis don't want no parts of me Dirty Dozen wants to square dance with you Weeeeeeeeeeee hahh Woo |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Em: i'm gonna kill this bitch, imma kill 'er, i'm goin' to fucken jail cuz i'm gonna KILL this bitch (에미넴: 내가 이 년을 죽여버려야지, 진짜 죽여 버려야겠어, 이 년 죽이고 나서 감옥가면 될 거 아냐) Bud: man (친구: 야) Em: what?! (에미넴: 왜?!) Bud: tell you what, i gotta really really bad feelin' those days (저기, 나 요즘 들어서 자꾸만 안 좋은 느낌이 들어) Em: man, you just shut the fuck up there, you always gotta bad feelin', man?! (에미넴: 야, 제발 좀 닥치고 있어라, 너야 늘 안 좋은 느낌을 갖고 살잖아) Em: that's her car right there (에미넴: 저기 그 년 차다) Bud: aight, lemme park (친구: 알았어, 차 세울께) Em: just park (에미넴: 차 세워) Bud: i'm parkin! (친구: 세우고 있잖아!) Em: fucken turn off the car out, dog (에미넴:병신아 차 시동도 끄라고) Bud: alright (친구:알았어) Em: alright, we'll wait (에미넴: 됐어, 우린 이제 기다리는 거야) Bud: we wait for what? (친구: 뭘 기다려?) Em: we wait 'ntil she comes out and then i'm gonna fuckin' kill her (에미넴: 그 년이 나올때까지 기다렸다가 내가 확 죽여버릴 거라니까) Bud: man, you ain't gonna kill 'er (친구: 무슨..너 그 여자 못 죽일걸) Em: man, what the fuck, huh? (에미넴:-총을 꺼내며- 방금 뭐라 그랬지?) Bud: what the fuck did you bring that for?!! (친구: 그딴 건 왜 가져왔어?!!) Em: fucken clip is not in...it's not even.. (에미넴: 빌어먹을 총알도 안 넣었어 아예 장전도..) Bud: and don't put that shit at me! (친구: 그딴 거 나한테 들이대지 마!) Em: it's not even loaded, bitch look (아예 장전도 안 됐다고 병신아, 봐) Bud: dude! (친구: 이 자식이!) Em: taa hahahaha (에미넴: 하하하하) Bud: god i fucken hate it when you do that shit (친구: 씹 니가 그딴 짓 할 때마다 난 치가 떨려) Em: man it's funny as fucked! (에미넴: 난 웃겨 죽겠다!) Bud: fuck around and you 'na kill me someday, i swear.. (친구: 그러다가 니가 나를 죽이고야 말지, 분명해..) Em: hey, is that her? (에미넴: 야, 저 년 맞냐?) Bud: where? (친구: 어디?) Em: right there, motherfucka?! (에미넴: 저기 안보여? 병신새끼야?!) Bud: huh, yea.. (친구:어, 그래..) Em: aight, get out get out, just get out! (에미넴: 알았어, 이제 나가 빨리 나가라고!) Bud: fuck, where we goin? you want me to get under the car?? (씹, 어딜 가라고? 차 밑에 엎드리기라도 하라는 거야?) Em: yo, who she walkin' to? (에미넴: 야, 저 년 누구한테 걸어가지?) Bud: how am i sposed to know that, you told me to dump down off the fucken mountain! (친구: 내가 어떻게 알아, 앞도 안 보이게 엎드리라고 해 놓고는!) Em: didn't she just kiss him? (에미넴: 저 년 방금 키스했지?) Bud: no i don't think so (친구: 아닐껄) Em: dog, she just fucken kissed him! (에미넴: 새끼야, 저 빌어먹을 년이 키스를 했다니까!) Bud: no she didn't (친구: 아냐 안 했다니까) Em: she's kissin you know! (에미넴: 봐 키스하고 있잖아!) Bud: no she's not! (친구: 아니라구!) Bud: oh, shit.. (친구: 젠장..) Em, Bud: FUCK OFF! (에미넴,친구: -뛰어나가며- 다 저리 꺼져!) -
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
I'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm
a soldier... Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one, and got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin', took the image of a thug, kept shit appealin', willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death, never live to regret what I said, when you're me, people just want to see, if it's true, if it's you, what you say in your rap's, what you do, so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill, when they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real, in confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel you're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it, till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies, I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... I love pissin' you off, it get's me off, like my lawyer's, when the fuckin' judge let's me off, all you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off, i'll violate and all the motherfuckin' bet's be off, i'm a lit fuse, anything I do brings in news, pistol whippin' motherfuckin' bouncers, six-two, who needs bullets, soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets, an excellent method to get rid of the next bully, it's actually better cause instead you murderin', you can hurt em' and come back again and kick dirt at 'em, it's like pourin' salt in the wounds, assault and get sued, you can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the room, everybody halts and stops, calls the cops, all you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops, runnin' and duckin' out the Hot Rocks parking lot, you'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cause... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... I spit it slow so these kids know that i'm talkin' to 'em, give it back to these damn critics and sock it to em, i'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac influence, I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it, you motherfuckers could never do it like I could do it, don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it, don't ever in your life, try to knock the truest, I spit the illest shit, ever been dropped to two inch, so ticky-tock listen as the sound ticks on the clock, listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a cock, listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen, motherfuckers know that i'll never be Marshall again, full of controversy until I retire my jersey, 'til the fire inside dies and expires at thirty, and Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me, and put a curse on authorities in the face of adversity, i'm a... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... Yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left... |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
[Chorus]
Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Hollywood}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Why do I feel this way}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood [Verse 1] I thought I had it all figured out, I did I thought I was tough enough to stick it out with Kim But I wasn't tough enough to juggle two things at once I found myself layin' on my knees in cuffs Which should've been a reason enough, for me to get my stuff and just leave How come I couldn't see this shit myself, it's just me Nobody couldn't see the shit I felt Knowin' damn well she wasn't gonna be there when I fell, to catch me The minute shit was heated she just bailed i'm standin' here swingin' on like thirty people by myself I couldn't even see the millimetere when it fell Turned around saw Gary stashin' the heater in his belt Saw the bouncers rush him and beat him to the ground I just sold two million records, I don't need to go to jail I'm not about to lose my freedom over no female I need to slow down Try to get my feet on solid ground, so for now i'm... [CHORUS] Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Hollywood}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Why do I feel this way}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood [Verse 2] Bury my face in comic books, cause I don't want to look At nothin', this world's too much I've swallowed all I could If I could swallow a bottle of tylenol I would, and end it for good Just say goodbye to Hollywood I probably should, these problems are piling all at once Cause everything that bothers me, I got it bottled up I think i'm bottomin' out But i'm not about to give up, I gotta get up Thank God, I got a little girl And I'm a responsible father So not a lot of good, i'd be to my daughter layin' in the bottom of the mud Must be in my blood cause I don't know how I do it All I know is I don't want to follow in the footsteps of my dad Cause I hate him so bad The worst fear that I had was growin' up to be like his fuckin' ass, man If you could understand why I am the way that I am What do I say to my fans, when I tell 'em i'm... [CHORUS] Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Hollywood}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Why do I feel this way}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood [Verse 3] I don't wanna quit, but shit, I feel like this is it For me to have this much appeal like this is sick This is not a game, this fame, in real life this is sick Publicity stunt my ass, conceal my fuckin' dick Fuck the guns, i'm done, i'll never look at gats If I scrap, i'll scrap like I ain't never whooped some ass I love my fans But no one ever puts a grasp on the fact i've sacrificed everything I have I never dreamt i'd get to the level that i'm at, this is whack This is more than I ever could of asked everywhere I go, a hat, a sweater hood, or mask What about math, how come I wasn't ever good at that It's like the boy in the bubble, who never could adapt, i'm trapped If I could go back, I never woulda rapped I sold my soul to the devil, i'll never get it back I just wanna leave this game with level head intact Imagine goin' from bein' a no one to seein', everything blow up and all you did was just grow up emceeing It's fuckin' crazy Cause all I wanted was to give Hailie the life I never had But instead I forced us to live alienated, so i'm sayin'... [CHORUS] Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Hollywood}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Why do I feel this way}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood [Outro] Goodbye, goodbye Hollywood, {Goodbye}, please don't cry for me, when i'm gone for good, {this shit is not for me}, so goodbye, goodbye Hollywood, {i'm not a fuckin' star}, please don't cry for me, when I'm gone for good, {i'm goin' back home}... |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Obie Yo
I'm sick Damn you straight dogg That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be getting sick That's how dicks be getting drips Falling victim's to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fucking chickens with no ribs That's why I aint got no time Yo I woke up fucked up off the liquor I drunk I hadda bag of tha skunk one and last night's tunk Pussy residue was on my penis Denise from the Cleaners Fucked me good you should've seen us Big booty bitch switch unbearable french role styling body like a stallion Sizing up the figure while my shit getting bigger Debating on to fuck her do I wanna be a nigga Caressing this bitch plus I'm checking out them tits Sipping on that fine shit I ain't use to buying I gotta hit it from behind it's mandatory Like taking ho's money but that's another story For surely your pussy on toast after we toast Our clothes fell like Bishop and Juice The womb beater clean pussy eater inserting my john In that spot hotter than the hottest block don't stop Response I got when I was knocking it Clocks steading ticking kinky finger licking The cannon seen us at my temple when she moans I gotta slow down before I cum soon And work that nigga like a slave owner When I dropped off my outfit she knew I wanted to bone her She foaming at the lips the ones between the hips Pubic hair's looking like some sour cream dip Without the nacho my dick hit the spot though Pussy tighter than conditions of his black folks Being a vinyl stretched the last part of sex I bust a fat ass nut then I woke up next Like what the fuck is going on here This bitch evapourated pussy and all just picked up and vaccated And now I'm frustrated cause my dick was unprotected And doctor Wesley telling me I ain't really got that shit For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be getting sick That's how dicks be getting drips Falling victim's to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fucking chickens with no ribs That's why I aint got no time Now I don't wanna hit no women when this chicks got it coming Someone better get this bitch before she gets kicked in the stomach And she's pregnant but she's egging me on begging me to throw her Off the steps on this porch my only weapon is force And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort But why's she shoving me for Doesn't she love me no more Wasn't she hugging me four minutes ago at the door Man I'm this close to going toe to toe with this whore What would you do if she was telling you she wants a divorce She's having another baby in a month and it's yours And you found it isn't cause this bitch has been visiting Someone else and sucking his dick and kissing you on the lips When you get back to Michigan Now the plot has thickend n worse Cause you feel like you've been sticking your fucking dick in a hurse So your paranoid at every little cold that you get Ever since they sold you this shit you've been holding your dick So you goto the clinic sweating every minute your in it Then the doctor comes out looking like Dennis the Menace And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's aids He ain't even gotta to call in you the office to say it So you jet back home cause you gone get that ho And when you see her you're gonna bend her fucking neck back yo Cause you love her you never would've expect that blow Obie told you to scoop how could she stoop that low Jesus I don't believe this bitch works at the Cleaner's Bringing me home diseases swinging from Obie's penis She's so deceaving shit this ho's a genious She gee'd us That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be getting sick That's how dicks be getting drips Falling victim's to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fucking chickens with no ribs That's why I aint got no time I'm busy Yeah fuck these bitches Fuck em all Get money Ha Shady Records Woow Obie Trice Eminem mother fucker New millenium shit Yeah Turn this shit off Turn this shit the fuck off |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
"Obie Trice, Real Name, No Gimmicks..."
Two trailer park girls go round the outside,round the outside, round the outside.Two trailer park girls go round the outside,round the outside, round the outside. Wooo! "Ooooohhhhh!" Guess who's back, back againShady's back, tell a friendGuess who's back, guess who's back,guess who's back, guess who's back,guess who's back, guess who's back,guess who's back...Duh da Da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, Duh da Da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, I've created a monsta, 'cuz nobody wants toSee Marshall no more, they want Shady,I'm chopped liver.Well, if you want Shady, this is what I'll give yaA little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquorSome vodka that will jumpstart my heart quickaThen a shock when I get shocked at the hospitalBy the doctor when I'm not cooperatingWhen I'm rockin' the table while he's operating "Hey!"You waited this long to stop debating'Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulatingI know that you got a job Mrs. CheneyBut your husband's heart problem is complicatingSo the FCC won't let me beOr let me be me so let me seeThey tried to shut me down on MTVBut it feels so empty without meSo come on dip, bum on your lipsFuck thatCome on your lips and some on your tits,And get ready 'cuz this shit's about to get heavyI just settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you Debbie!" Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Little hellions, kids feelin' rebelliousEmbarrassed, their parents still listen to ElvisThey start feelin' like prisoners, helpless,'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "BITCH!"A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution,Pollutin' the air wavesA rebel,So let me just revel and bask,In the fact that I got everyone kissin' my assAnd it's a disaster, such a catastropheFor you to see so damn much of my ass, you asked for me?Well I'm back (Da Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) fix your bent antennaTune it in and then I'm gonna enterInto the front of your skin like a splinterThe center of attention back for the winterI'm interesting, the best thing since wrestlingInfesting in your kids ears and nesting"Testing: Attention Please!"Feel the tension soon as someone mentions meHere's my 10 cents, my 2 cents is freeA nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me A tisk-it a task-it,I go tit for tat with anybody who's talkin' this shit, that shitChris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kickedWorse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards,And Moby?, you can get stoned by Obie,You 36 year-old bald-headed fag blow meYou don't know me, you're too oldLet go, it's over, nobody listens to technoNow let's go, just give me the signalI'll be there with a whole list full of new insultsI been dope, suspenseful with a pencilEver since Prince turned himself into a symbol (knife scrapes)But sometimes the shit just seems,Everybody only wants to discuss meSo this must mean I'm disgusting,But it's just me I'm just obsceneThough I'm not the first king of controversyI am the worst thing since Elvis Presley,To do Black music so selfishlyAnd use it to get myself wealthy (Hey!)There's a concept that works20 million other white rappers emergeBut no matta how many fish in the seaIt'll be so empty without me Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Heh-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la "Kids!" |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
listen, Joe just called me and he told me you're in the fucken back behind the studio, shooting your gun off in the air like it's a shootin' range.
(들어봐, 조가 방금 전화했는데 니가 빌어먹을 스튜디오 뒤에서 누구 쏴 죽이는 것 같이 허공에 미친듯이 총을 쏴 댄다더라) i told you not to fucken bring your gun around like an idiot. (병신같이 총 좀 가지고 다니지 말라고 내가 몇 번 말했어?) outside your home, you gonna get yourself in trouble. (집밖에서 그러면 너 자신이 위험해 진다니까) don't bring your gun you can't bring it on you. (총 갖고 다니지 마, 다시는 몸에 지니지 말라고) leave your fucken gun at home! (그 빌어먹을 총 좀 집에 놔 둬!) |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walking around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap His step-father hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose, this house is a broken home There's no control, he just lets his emotions go Come on... Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum Only you're unholy, only have one homey Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me But everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate Its like kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen? From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to To get their hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal, How the fuck can i raise a little girl? I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you! Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away They say music can alter moods and talk to you But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin' To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs And we can Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
I know you want me baby
I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl They call me Superman Leap tall hoes in a single bound I'm single now Got no ring on this finger now I'd never let another chick bring me down in a relationship save it bitch Baby sit You make me sick Superman ain't savin shit Girl you can jump on Shady's dick Straight from the hip cut to the chase I tell a muh'fuckin slut to her face Play no games say no names Ever since I broke up with what's her face I'm a different man kiss my ass Kiss my lips bitch why ask Kiss my dick get my cash I'd rather have you whip my ass Don't put out I'll put you out Won't get out I'll push you out Puss blew out poppin shit Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out Am I too nice to buy you ice Bitch if you died wouldn't buy you life What you tryin to be my new wife What you Mariah Fly through twice But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho Cause I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman Don't get me wrong I love these hoes It's no secret everybody knows Yeah we fucked bitch so what That's about as far as your buddy goes We'll be friends I'll call you again I'll chase you around every bar you attend Never know what kind of car I'll be in We'll see how much you'll be partyin then You don't want that neither do I I don't want to flip when I see you with guys Too much pride between you and I Not a jealous man but females lie But I guess that's just what sluts do How could it ever be just us two I'd never love you enough to trust you We just met and I just fucked you But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl First thing you say I'm not fazed I hang around big stars all day I don't see what the big deal is anyway you're just plain old Marshall to me Ooh yea girl run that game Hailie Jade I love that name Love that tattoo what's that say Rot in pieces Uh that's great First off you don't know Marshall at all so don't grow partial That's ammo for my arsenal I'll slap you off that bar stool There goes another lawsuit Leave handprints all across you Good Lordy whoadi you must be gone off that water bottle You want what you can't have Ooh girl that's too damn bad Don't touch what you can't grab End up with two backhands Put anthrax on a tampax and slap you 'til you can't stand Girl you just blew your chance Don't mean to ruin your plans But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
I can't sing it
I feel like singin I wanna fuckin sing Cuz I'm happy Yeah I'm happy Ha Ha I got my baby back Yo check it out Some days I sit sit starin out the window Watchin this world pass me by Sometimes I think think there's nothin to live for for I almost break down and cry Sometimes I think I'm crazy I'm crazy oh so crazy Why am I here am I just wastin my time But then I see my baby Suddenly I'm not crazy It all makes sense when I look into her eyes Oh no Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin on me Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's almost over But then she comes back to me My baby girl girl keeps gettin older I watch her grow up with pride People make jokes jokes cuz they don't understand me me They just don't see my real side I act like shit don't phase me Inside it drives me crazy My insecurities could eat me alive But then I see my baby Suddenly I'm not crazy It all makes sense when I look into her eyes Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin on me Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's almost over But then she comes back to me Yeah and if I could sing I'd keep singin this song to my daughter If I could hit the notes I'd blow somethin as long as my father To show her how I feel about her how proud I am that I goter God I'm a daddy I'm so glad that her mom didn't censored Now you prob'ly get this picture from my public persona That I'm a pistol packin drug addict who bags on his mama But I wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest Cuz there's a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside o ma soul And just know that I grow colder the older I grow This boulder on my shoulder that gets heavy and harder to hold And this load is like the weight of the world And I think my neck is breakin should I just give up Or try to live up to these expectations now look I love my daughter more than life in itself But I got a wife who's determined to make my life livin hell But I handle it well given the circumstances I'm dealt So many chances man it's too bad coulda had someone else But the years that I've wasted are nothin to the tears that I've tasted So here's what I'm facin 3 felonies 6 years of probation I've went to jail for this woman I've been to bat for this woman I've taken bats to people's backs bent over backwards for this woman Man I shoulda seen it comin what'd I stick my penis up in Woulda ripped the prenup if I'd seen what she was fuckin But fuck it it's over there's no more reason to cry no more I got my baby baby the only lady that I adore Hailie So sayonara try tomorra nice to know ya My baby's travelled back to the arms of her rightful owner And suddenly it seems that my shoulder blades have just shifted It's like the greatest gift you can get The weight has been lifted Now it don't feel like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin on me Cause my baby knows that her daddy's a soldier Nothin can take her from me Woo I told you I can't sing Oh well I tried Hailie remember when I said If you ever need anything daddy will be right there Well guess what daddy's here And I ain't goin nowhere baby I love you |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
It's ridiculous! I can't believe it!! Hold on... Em... What up? Have a seat?Dre, I'll call you back What now??? I don't even know where to start Okay... I got the album from upstairs... And... And this is BY FAR, THE MOST,... Incredible thing... I've ever... heard... |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Music reality
sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Psyche If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead off batter of things Shit for me to feed off I'm see saw battlin But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take me for a joke you smokin crack Before I do that I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down run myself in the ground 'for I put some wack shit out I'm tryina smack this one out the park five thousand mark Ya'll steady tryin to drown the shark Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off Lid to the can of whoop ass just twist me off See me leap out pull the piece out fuck shootin i'm just trying to knock his teeth out Fuck with me now bitch let's see you freestyle Talk is cheap motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish leap Yo slim you gonna let him get away with that He tried to play you you can't let him 'scape with that Man I hate this crap this ain't rap This is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip hop with real life when the music stops There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh If so you woulda tried The only way I'm leavin this bitch is suicide I have died clinically arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy Got drunk then I finished he I'm every nigga's favorite arch enemy Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently I'm not what you think I appear to be fucked up Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigger had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres I murder you Danger had me turned into a mad man son of sam, bitch I'm surgical I'l allergic to dyin you think not you got balls We can see how large When the music stops I was happy having a deal at first Thought money would make me happy but It only made my pain worst It hurts when u see ur friends turn their back on u dawg When u ain't got nothing left but ur word and ur balls N ur stress full of cause Of ur new friends they beggin with their hands out Checking for ur record when its selling When it aint that's the end no laughs No friends no girl Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then Damn U slam into the wall and u fall Out the car trying to crawl with one arm About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow wonder if they would even call when the music stops Let's see how many of your men loyal When i pull up looking for you With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil I'm revved up who said what would lead bust ur head would just explode With red stuff i'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon Braggin about how u shot it like a coward bullets devour you showered you Niggars if i was u niggas i'll run while given the chance Understand i can enchance the spirit of man Death itself it can't hurt me just the thought of dying alone that really Hurts me u ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark Hug the floor while we plan to the war with ur life fuck the tour and the mic I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife deliver that shit the coroner's like You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga ur a gonna at night When The Music Stops Instigators turn pits in cages Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors Ya'll don't want war you want talk In the dark my dogs all bark like woof Proof nigga I'm a wolf get your whole roof Caved in like reindeer hoofs Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose The more ya'll breach the more I moves This hell street this is hardcore blues Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels Or make the news betcha all ya'll move When the uzi pop you better drop when the music stop Music's changed my life in so many ways Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade LL told me to rock the bells NWA said fuck the police Now i'm in jail 93 was strictly R&B Fucked up hair cut Listen to Jodeci Michael Jackson who go tell me i'm Mike Ass cheeks painted white Fucking Presilla at night Flying down sunset smoking crack Transvestite in the front Eddi Murphy in the back MOP had me grindy and griddy Marilyn Manson i dyed my hair blue And grew some titties Ludacris told me to throw them bows Now i'm in the hospital Broken nose and a fractured elbow Voices in my head i'm going in shock I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
[Dr. Dre] Huh, so I''m out the game huh?
[Eminem] Yo Dre, we ridin? [Dr. Dre] Whatever [Eminem] Well I''m witchu homie [Dr. Dre] Ok, Let''s handle this muhf*cker [Eminem] I was born to brew up storms ''n stir up sh*t Kick up dust, cuss til I slur up spit Grew up too quickly been through too much sh*t Corrupt and now they pour it on like syrup, b*tch Thick in gritz, sick and twisted Mr. Buttersworth Dre tole me to milk this sh*t for what it''s worth Till the cow just tilts and tips ''n stumbles to earth And if I fumble the verse, keep going First take, I make mistakes, just keep it No punches, pull no punches, that''s weak sh*t Fake sh*t if I ever take sh*t, I eat sh*t Was it for him? Wouldn''t be sh*t [Dr. Dre] Creep wit me, as we take a little trip down Memory Lane Been in longer than anyone in the game And I ain''t got to lie about my age [Eminem] But what about Jermaine? [Dr. Dre] f*ck Jermaine, he don''t belong speakin mine or Timbaland''s name And don''t think I don''t read your little interviews and see what your sayin I''ma giant, and I ain''t gotta move till I''m revoked When I see you, I''ma step on you and not even know it Ya midget, Mini-Me, with a buncha little Mini-You''s Runnin around your backyard swimming pools Over 80 million records sold And I ain''t had to do it with 10 or 11 year olds Chorus: Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Eminem] Second verse, it gets worst It gets no better than this Amatuers drink veteran piss From a Dixie cup, if you ever mix me up Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupri Will rub it in, every club your in, we''ll have you Blackballed and make sure you never rap a f*cken again Dre ain''t havin it as long as Im here, play Devil''s Advocate [Dr. Dre] If there was some magic sh*t I could wave Over the indusrty that could save it when I''m gone And bury to make sure the tradition carries on I would [Eminem] If I could only use this power for good I wouldn''t, not even if I could [Dr. Dre] From the hood and I''m a hornet And I''ma only sting when I''m cornered [Eminem] And I''ma only sucker punch or swing without warnin And swing to knock somebody''s f*ckin head off Cuz I know, when they get up, I won''t get a chance to let off Another punch, I''m punk-rock, no one''s punk Don''t give a f*ck, white pop, so much spunk When I was little I knew I would blow up And sell a mil or grow up to be a tiller Go nuts and be a killer [Dr. Dre] And I''m somethin of a phenom One puff of the chron I''m unstoppable, I''m alive, I''m on top again There''s no obstacle that I can''t conquer So come along with us (Come On) Chorus: Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Dr. Dre] Now anybody who knows Dre Knows I''m about fast cars and alazey, partyin all day But I handle my business cuz it''s work before play Don''t look for trouble but I serve you gourmet However you want it, you could have it your way You f*ck my night up, I''ma f*ck up your day Bullet with your name, sendin it your way That goes for anyone who walks thru that doorway Cuz this is my space, you invade it Live to regret it and you die tryin to violate it f*ck around and you''ll get anahilated Eyes diliated [Eminem] Ha, like my old lady Cuz what you say is what you say Sometimes what you mean is 2 different things Depending on your mood, if it swings, think too many things Little hit of Dre''s weed, I can do anything Catch a contact, then I''m gone and I''m back I speed write and my loose leaves my lanch pad [Dr. Dre] And I can pull any string Don''t have to prove anything Catch a contract on your head You headed West, talk sh*t about Dre? You better get a vest, then invest in something To protect your head and neck [Eminem] And it''s back and forth all day like Red and Meth I joke when I say I''m the best in the booth But a lot of truth is said injest And if I ever do live to be a legend I''ma die a sudden death, 5 mics in The Source Ain''t holdin'' my f*ckin breath But I suffocate for the respect Fore I breath the collect the f*ckin check Chorus: Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Dr. Dre] Watch your f*ckin'' mouth [Timbaland] Yo this Timbaland, tell him I said suck (*tchka*) my d*ck |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Sometimes
you feel tired feel weak When you feel weak you feel like you just give up But you gotta search within you find that inner strength And just pull that shit out of you you get that motivation not to give up And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse Till I collapse I'm spillin these raps long as you feel em till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin them Cuz when I am not then I'ma stop pinnin them and I am not hip hop and I'm not just Eminem subliminal thoughts when I'ma stop sending them women are caught in webs spin em and hock venom adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illin to stop amoxacillin's just not real enough The criminal cop killin hip hop villiana minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners your comin with me feel it or not you're gonna fear it like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us you hear it a lot lyrics to shock Is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzin up Fa shizzel my wizzel this is the plot listen up you bizzels forgot slizzel does not give a fuck Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Music is like magic theres a certain feeling you get when you're real and you spit an people are feeling ya shit This is your moment and every single minute you spend trying to hold on to it cuz you may never get it again so while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can and when your run is over just admit when its at its end cuz I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit gets in I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in It goes Reggie Jay Z Tupac and Biggie Andre from Outkast Jada Kurupt Nas and then me But in this industry I'm the cause of a lot of envy so when I'm not 'ut on this list the shit does not offend me Thats why you see me walkin around like nothin's bothering me even though half you people gotta fuckin problem with me You hate it but you know respect you got to give me The press's wet dream like Bobby an Whitney Nate hit me Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Soon as a verse starts I eat at an MC's heart what is he thinkin how not to go against me smart and its absurd how people hang on every word I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve but I'll never be served my spot is forever reserved If I ever leave Earth that would be the death of me first cuz in my heart of hearts I know nothin could ever be worse thats why I'm clever when I put together every verse My thoughts are sporadic I act like I'm an addict I rap like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers But I don't want to go forth and back in constant battles The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers So this is like a full blown attack I'm launching on them the track is on some battleing rap who wants some static cuz I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters A plague and platinum status is wack if I'm not the baddest so Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Until the roof the roof comes off Until my legs give out from underneath me I I will not fall I will stand tall Feels like no one can beat me |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Hello boys and girlsToday we''re gonna talk about father and daughter relationshipsDo you have a daddy? I'll bet you dowho's your daddy? Daddy, what're you doing? Haha Ok then! everybody, listen up! I'm goin to hell, who's comin' with me? Somebody, please help him! i think my dad gone crazy!
There's no mountain i can't climbThere's no tower too high,No plane that i can't learn how to flyWhat do i gotta do to get through to you, destroy youThere ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw toFuckin' brain's brawn, and brass ballsI cut 'em off, i got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jarInside of a hall, with my framed autograph,Sunglasses with elton john's name, on my drag wallI'm out the closet, i been lying my ass offAll this time, me and dre been fucking with hats off Suck it marshall Tell laura and her husband to back offBefore i push this motherfucking button and blast offAnd launch one of these russians, and that's allBlow every fucking thing, except afghanistan on the map, offWe wanna stop, we wanna knock the crap offHaley, tell 'em baby My dad's lost it There's really nothin' else to say ha, i can't explain it I think my dad gone crazy! A little help from hailie jade would, should tell them maybe I think my dad gone crazy! Theres nothing you could do to save it, could ever change me I think my dad gone crazy! There's noone on earth that can save me, not even halie I think my dad gone crazy! It's like my mother always told meRnrnrnrnrnrrrr, n codeine n goddamit, you little motherfuckerIf you aint got nothin' nice to say then don't say nothin'Er..Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dickChew on a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks for secondI'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel recordI'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussyAnd have pussy-lips glued to my face with a clit-ring in my noseThen quit bringin my flos, quit giving me my ammoCan't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave me alone, this wouldn''t be my ammoI wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie moCatch a homo by his toe, man i don't know no moreAm i the only fuckin one who's normal any more? Dad.. There's really nothin' else to say ha, i can't explain it I think my dad gone crazy! A little help from hailie jade would, should tell them maybe I think my dad gone crazy! Theres nothing you could do to save it, could ever change me I think my dad gone crazy! There's noone on earth that can save me, not even halie I think my dad gone crazy! My songs can make you cry, take you by surpriseAnd at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhymeSo what you're seeing is a genius at workWhich to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheekI'd gank my fuckin teeth before i'd ever bite my tongueI'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at onceAnd die and come back as vanilla ice's sonAnd walk around the rest of my life spit onAnd kicked and hit with shit, every time i sungLike r kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes onMore pain inside o' my brain, in the eyes of a little girl inside of a planeAimed at the world trade, standin' on ronny's grave,Screaming at the sky, the clouds gather as clyde mathers and bonnie jadeAnd nash briddy musta just stop itParents are pissed, but the kids love itNine millimeter, heater's desk, and two-seaters with meat cleaversI don't blame you, i wouldn't let hailie listen to me neither There's really nothin' else to say ha, i can't explain it I think my dad gone crazy! A little help from hailie jade would, should tell them maybe I think my dad gone crazy! Theres nothing you could do to save it, could ever change me I think my dad gone crazy! There's noone on earth that can save me, not even halie I think my dad gone crazy! Crazy You're funny daddy! |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Is this thing on? Where'd everybody go? Guess who's back? Back again. Ken is back, tell somemen Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my back. Eh.Wait..Hello? Eh..Goodnight |
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from Eminem - Sing For The Moment [single] (2003)
These ideas are nightmares for white parents Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walking around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone cold and he don't care He's a problem child what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his fucking dad walking out Cause he hates him so bad that he blocks him out If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out His thoughts are whacked he's mad so he's talking back Talking black brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants Two rags and a stocking cap His step father hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose this house is a broken home There's no control he just let's his emotions go Come on Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter Sing for the tear Sing with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away Entertainment is danger intertwine it with gansters In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum Only you're unholy Only have one homey Only this gun lonely cause don't anyone know me But everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a mother fucker they can be great Or they can be great or even worse they can teach hate It's like he's kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen From standing on corners and porches just rapping To having a fortune no more kissing ass But then these critics crucify you journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you attorney's all gonna turn it to the get their hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon You need to spew don't hesitate to produce air guns That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly But all their kids been listen me religiously So I'm signing cds while police fingerprint me They're for the judges daughter but his grudge is against me If I'm such a fucking menace this shit doesn't make sense Pete It's all political if my music is literal and I'm a criminal How the fuck can I raise a little girl I couldn't I wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too Guerrera that was a fist that hit you Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter Sing for the tear Sing with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away They say music can alter moods and talk to you But can it load a gun for you and cock it too Well if it can then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault and I'll get sued See what these kids do hear about us toting pistols And they want to get one causes they think the shit's cool Not knowing we're really just protecting ourselves We're entertainers of course this shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus but music is reflection of self We just explain it and then we get our cheques in the mail It's fucked up ain't it how we can come from practically nothing To being able to have any fucking thing that we wanted It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night wishing they die Till they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you but we're the fucking shit in their eyes That's why we sieze the moment try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it cause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on through out lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter Sing for the tear Sing with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter Sing for the tear Sing with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away |
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from Eminem - Sing For The Moment [single] (2003)
[Verse 1]
These ideas are, nightmares to white parents 이 노래의 아이디어는 백인 부모에게는 악몽이야 whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings 그들이 가장 두려워 하는 건 자신의 자식이 염색을 하고 귀걸이를 하는 것 Like whatever they say has no bearing 그들이 말하는 건 모두 다 좋다는 듯이 It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing 자신의 집을 무섭게도 욕을 금지해버리지 to see him walkin around with his headphones blaring 그는 소리가 나는 헤드폰을 머리에 끼고 다녀 Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care 그만의 공간에 혼자 춥더라도 상관은 안해 He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out 그는 문제아야, 자신을 방해하는 건 가리지 않고 얘기하지 when he talks about, his fuckin dad walkin out 이제는 그의 아빠에 대해서 욕을 하고 있어 Cause he just hates him so bad that he, blocks him out 그의 아빠를 너무 미워해서 못 본 척을 하지 If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out 만약 한 번이라도 더 봤다면 아마 아빠를 때려눕힐 거야 His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin back 그의 생각은 꼬였고, 그는 화나서 말을 더듬고 있지 Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap 그는 락과 랩으로 생각이 세뇌되어있지 He sags his pants; doo rags and a stockin cap 그는 그만의 바지를 입고 모자를 입어 His step-father hit him so he, socked him back 그의 의붓아버지는 그를 때렸고 다시 그는 반격을 했고 and broke his nose, his house is a broken home 코가 부러졌어 이 가정은 파탄의 길로 There's no control, he just let's his emotions go 이젠 조절할 수도 없어 그는 그의 감정을 이젠 분출하게 놔둬 [Chorus] C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) 좋았어! 나랑 노래 불러(노래해!) 세월을 위해 노래해 (노래해!) Sing for the laughter; sing for the tear (C'mon!) 웃음을 위해, 눈물을 위해 노래해 (좋았어) Sing it with me, Just for today 나랑 노래해, 오늘만 말이야 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. 어쩌면 내일, 하느님은 널 데려가 버릴 거야.. [Verse 2] Entertainment is changin, intertwinin with gangsters 엔터테인먼트 세계는 바뀌고 있어, 깡패들이 개입을 하지 In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum 이 곳은 킬러와 죄인의 마음이 담긴 성스러운 곳 Holy or unnholy, only have one homie 성스럽던 안 그렇던 여긴 한 사람 뿐 Only this gun - lonely cause don't anyone know me 그리고 이 총 뿐 ? 아무도 날 못 알기에 난 외로워 Yet everybody just feels like they can relate 그렇지만 모두가 나와 상관될 수 있다 느껴져 I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great 이럴 때 할 말은‘개같군’일 것 같아, 그들은 최고일 수 있지 or they can degrate; or even worse, they can teach hate 아니면 그 반대, 아니면 아예 증오하는 법을 가르칠 수도 있지 It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make 마치 내가 말하는 모든 문장에 이 아이들이 매달리는 것과 같아 like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum 마치 내가 신이라도 되는 듯이 게다가 모든 가게는 내 플래티넘 앨범을 가지고 있지 Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen? 어쩌다 이런 상황으로 돌아선 거지? From standin on corners and porches just rappin 원래 저 구석에 박혀 랩만 했었는 데 to havin a fortune, no more kissin ass 이젠 행운을 얻어 욕은 더 이상 안 먹을 거야 But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you 하지만 저 비평가들은 널 깎아내리고, 기자들은 널 태우려고 해 Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you 팬들은 널 배신하고 변호사들은 너에게서 돈을 원해 to get they hands on every dime you have 아예 동전 하나라도 다 긁어가려고 하지 They want you to lose your mind every time you mad 화낼 때마다 그들은 니가 미쳐버리길 바래 So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon 그러면 그들은 이제 널 처리하기 쉬워질 테니 Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns 어떤 싸움이라도 총을 드는 데 망설임은 없어 That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me 그렇기에 검사들은 날 유죄로 만들려 하지 Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly 이 세계에서 날 한시라도 빨리 쫓아내려는 속셈이야 But all they kids be listenin to me religiously 하지만 아이들은 내 음악을 종교처럼 듣고 있다고 So I'm signin CD's while police fingerprint me 그래서 경찰들이 내 지문을 채취할 무렵 난 CD에 싸인을 해줄 거야 They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me 이 싸인은 재판관의 딸을 위한 것이었지만 그렇다 해서 재판관이 날 좋아하나 If I'm such a fuckin menace this shit doesn't make sense B! 내가 그렇게 극악한 악당이었다면 이런 건 전혀 말이 안 되는 거라고! It's all political, if my music is literal 완전 정치적 문제야, 내 음악이 만약 모두 진짜면 and I'm a criminal how the FUCK can I raise a little girl? 난 엄청난 범죄자일 거고 그러면 내가 어떻게 딸을 데리고 있겠어? I couldn't; I wouldn't be fit to 그럴 수 없지, 불가능할 거야 You're full of shit too Guerra - that was a FIST that hit you! 너 역시 미친 놈이야 Guerra ? 지금 난 네게 주먹을 날린 거야! [Chorus] C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) 좋았어! 나랑 노래 불러(노래해!) 세월을 위해 노래해 (노래해!) Sing for the laughter; sing for the tear (C'mon!) 웃음을 위해, 눈물을 위해 노래해 (좋았어) Sing it with me, Just for today 나랑 노래해, 오늘만 말이야 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. 어쩌면 내일, 하느님은 널 데려가 버릴 거야.. [Verse 3] They say music can alter moods and talk to you 사람들은 음악이 마음을 안정시키고 네게 말을 건다고 하지 Well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? 그래 총을 장전하고 방아쇠를 당길 수도 있나? Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude 할 수도 있다면, 다음에 살인을 저지르거든 Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued 그냥 내 잘못이라 그래, 내가 끌려갈 테니 See what these kids do is hear about us talkin pistols 이 아이들은 언제나 우리가 권총에 대해 얘기하는 것만 듣고 and they want to get one cause, they think the shit's cool 권총이 멋있다고 생각한 나머지 아예 하나를 사려고 하지 Not knowin we really just protectin ourselves 그저 우리가 진짜로 자신을 보호하기 위해 샀다는 것도 모르고 We entertainers, of course the shit's affectin our sales 우린 엔터테이너야, 당연히 이런 내용은 매출량에 영향을 주지 You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self 이 바보야, 하지만 음악은 자신의 모습이 반영된 거야 We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail 우린 그저 설명할 뿐이고, 편지로 이상한 내용들이 날아오지 It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothin 정말 좇같지 않아? 아무것도 없는 것에서 우리가 나온다는 게 to bein able to have any fuckin thing that we wanted 우리가 원하는 건 아무거나 가질 수 있다는 게 That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing 그렇기 때문에 아무것도 없는 아이들을 위해 우리는 노래해 except for a dream and a fuckin rap magazine 꿈이랑 빌어먹을 랩 잡지 빼고 말야 Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long 사진을 벽에다가 하루종일 걸어놓거나 Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs 그들이 가장 좋아하는 래퍼를 숭배하고 노래를 다 알거나 Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives 살아오면서 개 같은 일만 당해와서 'Til they sit and they cry at night wishin they'd die 밤마다 앉아 울면서 죽길 바라는 사람들 'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe 결국 CD 하나를 틀고 앉아서 마음으로 느끼지 We're nothin to you - but we're the fuckin shit in they eyes 우린 네게 아무것도 아냐, 하지만 왠지 눈에 가시 같은 존재지 That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it 그렇기 때문에 찬스가 오면 그대로 잡아서 가지려 하는 거야 Squeeze it and hold it, cause we consider these minutes golden 꽉 잡고 놓지 않지 우린 그런 시간을 금으로 생각하니까 And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone, just let our spirits live on 어쩌면 우리가 사라졌을 때 인정할 지도 몰라, 그냥 우리의 혼이 계속 살게 하고 Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can... 마침내 네가 듣는 노래 가사 속으로 들어가면 그 때 우린.. [Chorus] - repeat 2X C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) 좋았어! 나랑 노래 불러(노래해!) 세월을 위해 노래해 (노래해!) Sing for the laughter; sing for the tear (C'mon!) 웃음을 위해, 눈물을 위해 노래해 (좋았어) Sing it with me, Just for today 나랑 노래해, 오늘만 말이야 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. 어쩌면 내일, 하느님은 널 데려가 버릴 거야.. |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman)
And everyone should get along.. 그리고 모두 친하게 지내야한다... Okay children quiet down, quiet down 자 얘들아, 조용히 해 Children I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day 오늘 새 일일교사를 소개하마 His name is Mr. Shady 이름은 셰디 선생님이란다. Children quiet down please 얘들아 조용히 좀 하렴 Brian don't throw that (SHUT UP!) 브라이언, 던지지 마렴 (닥쳐!) Mr. Shady will be your new substitute 셰디 선생님이 새 선생님이시다. while Mr. Kaniff is out with pneumonia (HE'S GOT AIDS!) 캐니프 선생님이 폐렴으로 안오시는 동안말이다 (그는 에이즈야!) Good luck Mr. Shady 잘해보세요 셰디 선생님 *캐나다에서 만든 South Park라는 만화를 인용한 부분입니다. [Eminem] Hi there little boys and girls (FUCK YOU!) 꼬마 신사 숙녀 여러분 안녕하세요 (좃까!) Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels 오늘 우린 어떻게 다람쥐를 중독시키는 지 배울 거예요 But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) 그러기 전에 제 친구 밥을 만나보도록 하죠 Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom 안녕 밥! 이라고 말하세요. 밥은 30살인데 아직도 엄마랑 살죠 and he don't got a job, cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot 밥은 집에서 마약이나 펴서 직업이 없어요 but his twelve-year old brother looks up to him an awful lot 그렇지만 20살난 동생이 그를 끔찍히 돌봐준답니다. And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot 그리고 밥은 와플 가게에서 시간을 보내는 걸 좋아합니다. and wait in?밥인줄 알았고 그만하라고 했죠 But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker 그러나 밥은 제정신이 아니니 멈추지 않았어요 Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka 슬림 셰디가 보드카에 제정신이 아닌 것보다 더 제정신이 아니에요 You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a "Dr." "의사"를 만나라구 그를 드레한테 데려갈 수도 없어요 He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her 그는 스테이시 부인의 발을 잡고는 잘라버렸어요 and dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her 그리곤 호수에 버려서 경찰이 찾을 수 있게 했죠 But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander 그렇지만 스테이시 부인이 버려진 날로부터 they never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner 그녀를 찾을 수 없었고 밥은 여전히 와플 가게를 돌아다니지요 And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana, 이게 밥에 대한 이야기고 and what it might do to you 여러분한테 일어날 수도 있는 일이에요 So see if the squirrels want any - it's bad for you 그러니 다람쥐가 뭔가 달라고 한다면 - 여러분한테는 안좋아요 [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)] See children, drugs are bahhhd (c'mon) 알겠니 얘들아, 마약은 나쁘단다 and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (ask him man) 날 못믿겠음 아빠한테 물어보렴 and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (that's right) 그를 못믿겠음 엄마한테 물어보렴 She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will) 엄마가 하루종일 마약한 이야기를 할거야 So kids say no to drugs (that's right) 그러니 마약은 하지마렴 So you don't act like everyone else does (uh-huh) 그러니 다른 사람이 하는데로 따라하지 마렴 Then there's really nothin else to say (sing along) 더이상 말이 필요없어 Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? 마약은 나쁘단다, 알겠지? [Eminem] My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it? 내 거시기는 땅콩만하죠, 본 적 있나요? FUCK NO you ain't seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?) 물론 아니죠, 본 적이 없죠, 그건 땅콩만해요 Speakin of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels? 땅콩 얘기를 하다보니 또 어떤게 e will win every time you try to fight it 아무리 당신이 노력해도 친구들의 압력을 이길 순 없죠 Suddenly, he starts to convulse and his pulse goes into hyperdrive 갑자기 그는 경련을 시작하며 맥박이 엄청 빨라졌죠 and his eyes roll back in his skull {*blblblblblb*} 그리고 눈이 뇌 쪽으로 돌아갔어요 His back starts tah - look like the McDonald's Arches 그의 등은 맥도날드 아치처럼 구부러지기 시작했죠 He's on Donald's carpet, layin horizontal barfin {*BLEH*} 도날드의 카펫트에 누워서 토를 해댔죠 And everyone in the apartment starts laughin at him 아파트에 있는 사람들은 그를 보고 웃었어요 "Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!" "야 아담, 잭 하는 짓 좀 봐라!" cause they took it too, so they think it's funny 그들도 엑스타시를 먹어서 웃기다고 생각했죠 So they're laughing at basically nothing except maybe wasting his money 그래서 사람들은 그가 카펫을 청소해야 한다는 생각에 웃기만 했죠 Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over 반면에, 잭은 혼수상태에 빠져 움직임이 멎었어요 and his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicin yoga 등과 어깨는 요가를 연습하는 것처럼 구부러졌죠 And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac 이게 액스타시를 즐기던 잭의 이야기에요 So don't even feed that to squirrels class, cause it's bad for you 그러니 다람쥐한테 그런 거 주지 마세요, 안좋으니까요 [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)] See children, drugs are bahhhd (that's right) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (that's right) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can) She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will) So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack) So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right) And there's really nothin else to say (but umm) Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? [Eminem] And last but not least, one of the most humungous problems among young people today, is fungus 그리고 마지막으로 중요한 것 요새 젊은 사람들 사이에 가장 우스운 문제는 버섯이란다 It grows from cow manure, they pick it out, wipe it off, 버섯은 소똥에서 자라는 데 뽑아서 닦고는 bag it up, and you put it right in your mouth and chew it 칼로 좀 친 뒤 입으로 바로 넣고 씹죠 Yum yum! Then you start to see some dumb stuff 냠냠! 그러면 웃기는 것을 보기 시작하죠 And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em.. 좀 먹으면 모든게 천천히 움직여요 And sometimes you see things that aren't there (Like what?) 그리고 때때로 있지도 않은 것을 보기도 하죠(어떤거요?) Like fat woman in G-strings with orange hair 오렌지 색 머리에 G-strings(스트리퍼가 입는 팬티)를 입은 살찐 여자 (Mr. Shady what's a G-string?) It's yarn Claire (G-string이 뭐죠, 선생님?) 섬유란다, 클레어 Women stick 'em up their behinds, go out and wear 'em (Huh?) 여자들이 엉덩이에 그걸 붙히고 돌아다니지 And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms 그리고 만약 매직 머se it'll be my fault 변장을 하고 숨어야해 왜냐면 그건 전부 내 잘못이 될테니까 So don't do drugs, and do exactly as I don't, 그러니 마약을 하지말고 내가 하지 않는 것만 하도록 하렴 cause I'm bad for you 왜냐면 난 너희한테 해로우니까 [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)] See children, drugs are bahhhd (uh-huh) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (put that down) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can ask) She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will) So kids say no to drugs (say no) So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)And there's really nothin else to say (that's right) Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? [Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman) Come on children, clap along (SHUT UP!) 얘들아, 박수치자(입닥쳐!) Sing along children (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) 같이 노래하자(좃까!) Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!) 마약은 나뻐, 마약은 나뻐(사우스 파크가 나를 고소할거야!) So don't do drugs {*not uncensored*} 그러니 마약은 하지 말자 so there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!) 그러면 더 많은 걸 할 수 있을테니 (야호!) (Mushrooms killed Kenny! *fart* Ewww, ahhh!) (버섯이 케니(*사우스파크에서 매번 죽는 캐릭터)를 죽였어!) (So, fucked up, right now..) |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [Chorus: Eminem] And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses' And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name is..' And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad [Chorus] |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
[Announcer] This a Public Service Announcement, brought to you in part by Slim Shady. The views and events expressed here are totally fucked. And are not necessarily the views of anyone. However, the events and suggestions that appear on this album are *not* to be taken lightly. Children should not partake in the listening of this album with laces in their shoes Slim Shady is not responsible for your actions. Upon purchasing this album, you have agreed not to try this at home. Anything else? [Eminem] Yeah, don't do drugs. |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Chorus: repeat 2X Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?) My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?) My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady Ahem.. excuse me! Can I have the attention of the class for one second? [Eminem] Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!) Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!) Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?) My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight but I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..) And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!" Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!" Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!) I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off! Chorus [Eminem] My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be thirty-five I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Extraterrestrial, runnin over pedestrians in a spaceship while they screamin at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!" Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to I just found out my mom does more dope than I do (Damn!) I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!) You know you blew up when the women rush your stands and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!) This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!' Chorus [Eminem] Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!) Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE! I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (Fuck that!) I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive (Huh yup!) Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of vodka -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead) All my life I was very deprived I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (Whoops!) Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too) I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (C'mere) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS! (WAHHH!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulleproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (BANG!) I'm steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!) And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?) Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had Chorus |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Meet Eddie Twenty three years old Fed up with life and the way things are going He decides to rob a liquor store But on his way in he has a sudden change of heart And suddenly his conscience comes into play Alright stop Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store and try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence but who are you I'm your mother fucking conscience That's nonsense Go in gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs And borrow a damn dress and one of her blonde wigs Tell her you need a place to stay You'll be safe for days If you shave your legs with an aged razor blade Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you Think about it before you walk in the door first Look at the store clerk she's older than George Burns Fuck that Do that shit Shoot that bitch Can you afford to blow this shit Are you that rich Why you give a fuck if she dies Are you that bitch Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids Man don't do it It's not worth it to risk it You're right Not over this shit Stop Drop the biscuit I will Don't even listen to slim yo He's bad for you You know what Dre I don't like your attitude It's alright come on just come in here for a minute Oh no Look look look Look It's gonna be alright right Meet Stan Twenty one years old After meeting a young girl at a rave party things start getting hot and heavy in upstairs bedroom Once again his conscience comes into play Now listen to me while you're kissing her cheek and smearing her lipstick I slipped this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe Yo this girl's only fifteen years old You shouldn't take advantage of her that's not fair Yo look at her bush does it got hair Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare Til she passes out she forgot how she got there Man ain't you ever seen that one movie kids No but I seen the porno with sundoobiest Shit you wanna get hauled off to jail Man fuck that hit that shit raw dawg and bail Hey Meet Grady a twenty nine year old construction worker After coming home from a hard day's work he walks in the door of his trailer park home to find his wife in bed with another man What the fuck Alright calm down relax start breathing Fuck that shit You just caught this bitch cheating While you at work she's with some dude tryin to get off Fuck slittin her throat Cut this bitch's head off Wait What if there's an explanation for this shit What She tripped fell Landed on his dick Alright Shady maybe he's right Grady think about the baby before you get all crazy Okay thought about it still wanna stab her Grab her by the throat get your daughter and kidnap her That's what I did be smart don't be a retard You gonna take advice some somebody who slapped Dee barnes What you say What's wrong Didn't think I'd remember I'm a kill you mother fucker Ah ah temper temper Mr Dre Mr N W A Mr AK coming straight outta Compton y'all better make way How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went Been there done that Ah fuck it What am I saying Shoot em both Grady Where's your gun at |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Scalpel Here Sponge Here Wait he's convulsing he's convulsing We're gonna have to shock him We're gonna have to shock him These are the results of a thousand electric volts A neck with bolts 'Nurse we're losin him check the pulse A kid who refused to respect adults Wore spectacles with taped frames and a freckled nose A corny lookin white boy scrawny and always ornery Cause I was always sick of brawny bullies pickin on me And I might snap one day just like that I decided to strike back and flatten every tire on the bike rack My first day in junior high this kid said It's you and I three o'clock sharp this afternoon you die I looked at my watch it was one twenty I already gave you my lunch money what more do you want from me He said Don't try to run from me you'll just make it worse My palms were sweaty and I started to shake at first Something told me Try to fake a stomach ache it works I screamed Owww My appendix feels like they could burst Teacher teacher quick I need a naked nurse What's the matter I don't know my leg it hurts Leg I thought you said it was your tummy Oh I mean it is but I also got a bum knee Mr Mathers the fun and games are over And just for that stunt you're gonna get some extra homework But don't you wanna give me after school detention Nah that bully wants to beat your ass and I'ma let him Brain damage ever since the day I was born Drugs is what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin But everywhere I go they keep playin my song Brain damage ever since the day I was born Drugs is what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin But everywhere I go they keep playin my song Brain damage Way before my baby daughter Hailey I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D'Angelo Bailey An eighth grader who acted obnoxious cause his father boxes so everyday he'd shove me in the lockers One day he came in the bathroom while I was pissin And had me in the position to beat me into submission He banged my head against the urinal til he broke my nose Soaked my clothes in blood grabbed me and choked my throat I tried to plead and tell him We shouldn't beef But he just wouldn't leave he kept chokin me and I couldn't breathe He looked at me and said You gonna die honkey The principal walked in What's going on in here and started helpin him stomp me I made them think they beat me to death Holdin my breath for like five minutes before they finally left Then I got up and ran to the janitor's storage booth Kicked the door hinge loose and ripped out the four inch screws Grabbed some sharp objects brooms and foreign tools 'This is for every time you took my orange juice or stole my seat in the lunchroom and drank my chocolate milk Every time you tipped my tray and it dropped and spilt I'm gettin you back bully Now once and for good I cocked the broomstick back and swung hard as I could and beat him over the head with it til I broke the wood Knocked him down stood on his chest with one foot Made it home later that same day Started reading a comic and suddenly everything became gray I couldn't even see what I was tryin to read I went deaf and my left ear started to bleed My mother started screamin What are you on drugs Look at you you're gettin blood all over my rug She beat me over the head with the remote control opened a hole and my whole brain fell out of my skull I picked it up and screamed Look bitch what have you done Oh my God I'm sorry son Shut up you cunt I said Fuck it Took it and stuck it back up in my head then I sewed it shut and put a couple of screws in my neck Brain damage ever since the day I was born Drugs is what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin But everywhere I go they keep playin my song Brain damage ever since the day I was born Drugs is what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin But everywhere I go they keep playin my song Brain damage It's brain damage I got brain damage It's brain damage It's probably brain damage It's brain damage Brain damage I got brain damage |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Em, what's goin' on, it's Paul, Eh. Dre gave me a copy - of the new album, .... and I just. (Sigh) Fuck it. (Hangs up Phone) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Life.. by Marshall Mathers What is life? Life is like a big obstacle put in front of your optical to slow you down And everytime you think you gotten past it it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground What are friends? Friends are people that you think are your friends But they really your enemies, with secret indentities and disguises, to hide they true colors So just when you think you close enough to be brothers they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll make them same friends come back around swearing that they was always down What is life? I'm tired of life I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins I'm tired of committing so many sins Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins Tired of never having any ends Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thins I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins Tired of not having a deal Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel Tired of drowning in my sorrow Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin off I'm tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an hour then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk I'm tired of using plastic silverware Tired of working in Building Square Tired of not being a millionaire But if I had a million dollars I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on, while I'm on the john If I had a million bucks it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out robbing armored trucks If I had one wish I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store I'm tired of not having a phone Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it on Tired of not driving a BM Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be him Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum Tired of not being on tour Tired of fucking the same blonde whore after work in the back of a Contour I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns Tired of being stared at I'm tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin half the skill as me saying they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me" I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs Tired of J-L-B saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives" But if I had a million dollars I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on, while I'm on the john If I had a million bucks it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out robbing armored trucks If I had one wish I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss You know what I'm saying? I'm tired of all of this bullshit Telling me to be positive How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit positive? Know what I'm sayin? I rap about shit around me, shit I see Know what I'm sayin? Right now I'm tired of everything Tired of all this player hating that's going on in my own city Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin? But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin? Just fed up That's my word |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Just the two of us Baby your da da loves you And I'ma always be here for you no matter what happens You're all I got in this world I would never give you up for nothin Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep you from me I love you C'mon Hai Hai we goin to the beach Grab a couple of toys and let da da strap you in the car seat Oh where's mama She's takin a little nap in the trunk Oh that smell da da musta runned over a skunk Now I know what you're thinkin it's kind of late to go swimmin But you know your mama she's one of those type of women that do crazy things and if she don't get her way she'll throw a fit Don't play with da da's toy knife honey let go of it And don't look so upset why you actin bashful Don't you wanna help da da build a sand castle And mama said she wants to show you how far she can float And don't worry about that little boo boo on her throat It's just a little scratch it don't hurt her was eatin dinner while you were sweepin and spilled ketchup on her shirt Mama's messy isn't she We'll let her wash off in the water and me and you can pway by ourselves can't we Just the two of us Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us see honey now there's a place called heaven and a place called hell A place called prison and a place called jail And da da's probably on his way to all of em except one Cause mama's got a new husband and a stepson And you don't want a brother do ya Maybe when you're enough to understand a little better I'll explain it to ya But for now we'll just say mama was real real bad was bein mean to dad and made him real real mad But I still feel sad that I put her on time out Sit back in your chair honey quit tryin to climb out I told you it's okay HaiHai wanna ba ba Take a night night Nan a boo goo goo ga ga Her make goo goo ca ca Da da change your dia dee Clean the baby up so her can take a nighty nighty Your dad'll wake her up as soon as we get to the water Ninety seven Bonnie and Clyde me and my daughter Just the two of us Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us Just you and I Wake up sweepy head we're here before we pway we're gonna take mama for a wittle walk along the pier Baby don't cry honey don't get the wrong idea Mama's too sweepy to hear you screamin in her ear That's why you can't get her to wake but don't worry Da da made a nice bed for mommy at the bottom of the lake Here you wanna help da da tie a rope around this rock We'll tie it to her footsie then we'll roll her off the dock Ready now here we go on the count of free One two free WHEEEEEE There goes mama spwashin in the water No more fightin wit dad no more restraining order No more step da da no more new brother Blow her kisses bye bye tell mami you love her we'll go play in the sand build a castle and junk But first just help dad with two more things out the trunk Just the two of us Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us Just me and you babyis all we need in this world Just me and you Your da da always be there for you Your da da's always gonna love you Remember that you ever need me i'mma always be here for you ever need anything just ASK Da da will be right there Your da da loves you I love you baby |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Justin, its Zoe, Um Kellie did not have me call you however I just listened to Eminem in her car It is the most disgusting thing I have ever heard in my entire life and I seriously want to call his fucking agent and tell them how fucking disgusting he is, it like makes me upset, I am now nauseous and I can't eat lunch, goodbye |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
OK I'm going to attempt to drown myself You can try this at home You can be just like me Mic check one two we recordin I'm cancerous so when I diss you wouldn't wanna answer this If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus I strangled you to death then I choked you again Then break your fuckin legs till your bones poke through your skin You beef wit me I'ma even the score equally Take you on Jerry Springer and beat yer ass legally I get you blunted off of funny home grown Cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono So if said I never did drugs That would mean I lie AND get fucked more than the President does Hillary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a pervert I ripped her fuckin tonsils out and fed her sherbet My nerves hurt and lately I'm on edge Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blonde dreads Every girl I ever went out wit is goin lez Follow me and do exactly what the song says smoke weed take pills drop outta school kill people and drink and jump behind the wheel like it was still legal I'm dumb enough to walk in a store and steal So I'm dumb enough to ask for a date with Laury Hill Some people only see that I'm white ignorin skill Cause I stand out like a green hat with a orange bill But I don't get pissed y'all don't even see through the mist How the fuck can I be white I don't even exist I get a clean shave bathe go to a rave Die from an overdose and dig myself up out of my grav My middle finger won't go down how do I wave And this is how I'm supposed to teach kids how to behave Now follow me and do exactly what you see Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me I slap women and eat shrooms then O D Now don't you wanna grow up to be just like me Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole When we heard a knock at the door must have been Ron Gold Jumped behind the door put the orgy on hold Killed em both and smeared blood in a white Bronco My mind won't work if my spine don't jerk I slapped Garth Brooks out of his Rhinestone shirt I'm not a player just a ill rhyme sayer That'll spray an Aerosol can up at the ozone layer My rap style's warped I'm runnin out the morgue witcha dead grandmother's corpse to throw it on your porch Jumped in a Chickenhawk cartoon wit a cape on And beat up Foghorn Leghorn with an acorn I'm bout as normal as Norman Bates with deformative traits A premature birth that was four minutes late Mother are you there I love you I never meant to hit you over the head with that shovel Will someone explain to my brain that I just severed a main vein with a chainsaw and I'm in pain I take a breather and sighed either I'm high or I'm nuts Cause if you ain't tiltin this room neither So when you see your mom with a thermometer shoved in her ass Then it probably is obvious I got it on with her Cause when I drop this solo shit it's over with I bought Cage's tape opened it and dubbed over it I came to the club drunk with a fake ID Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me I've been with 10 women who got HIV Now don't you wanna grow up to be just like me I got genital warts and it burns when I pee Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me I tie a rope around my penis and jump from a tree You probably wanna grow up to be just like me |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
I never meant to Give you mushrooms girl I never meant to Bring you to my world And now your laying in the corner Crying (Cheers and appluade) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Chorus: repeat 2X {Eminem singing} I never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world Now you sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault my fault [Eminem] I went to John's rave with Ron and Dave And met a new wave blonde babe with half of her head shaved A nurse aid who came to get laid and tied up with first aid tape and raped on the first date Susan -- an ex-heroin addict who just stopped usin who love booze and alternative music (Whattup?) Told me she was goin back into usin again (Nah!) I said, "Wait, first try this hallucinogen It's better than heroin, Henn, the booze or the gin C'mere, let's go in here" *knocks on the door* "Who's in the den?" [R] "It's me and Kelly!" "My bad, (sorry) let's try another room" [G] I don't trust you! "Shut up slut! Chew up this mushroom This'll help you get in touch with your roots We'll get barefoot, buttnaked, and run in the woods [G] Oh hell, I might as well try em, this party is so drab "Oh dag!!" [G] What? "I ain't mean for you to eat the whole bag!" [G] Huh?! Chorus: 1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" at the end 2nd repeat same as original Chorus "Yo Sue!" [G] Get away from me, I don't know you Oh shoot, she's tripping.. [G] I need to go puke!! (Bleahh!) I wasn't tryin to turn this into somethin major I just wanted to make you appreciate nature Susan, stop cryin, I don't hate ya The world's not against you, I'm sorry your father raped you So what you had your little coochie in your dad's mouth? That ain't no reason to start wiggin and spaz out She said, [G] Help me I think I'm havin a seisure! I said, "I'm high too bitch, quit grabbin my t-shirt" (Let go!) "Would you calm down you're startin to scare me" She said, [G] I'm twenty-six years old and I'm not married I don't even have any kids and I can't cook (Hello!) I'm over here Sue, (hi) you're talkin to the plant, look! We need to get to a hospital 'fore it's too late Cause I never seen no-one eat as many shrooms as you ate Chorus: 1st repeat Em says "Whoops!" after first line and "It was an accident!" at the end 2nd repeat same as original Chorus Susan (wait!) Where you goin? You better be careful [G] Leave me alone dad, I'm sick of gettin my hair pulled I'm not your dad, quit tryin to swallow your tongue Want some gum? Put down the scissors, 'fore you do somethin dumb I'll be right back just chill baby please? I gotta go find Dave he's the one who gave me these "John, where's Dave at before I bash you?" [J] He's in the bathroom; I think he's takin a crap dude! "Dave! Pull up your pants, we need an ambulance There's a girl upstairs talkin to plants choppin her hair off, and there's only two days left of Spring Break, how long do these things take to wear off?" [D] Well it depends on how may you had "I took three, she ate the other twenty-two caps Now she's upstairs cryin out her eyeballs, drinkin Lysol" [D] She's gonna die dude "I know and it's my fault!" [D] My god!!! Chorus: 1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" after second line and "What do I do?" at the end 2nd repeat same as original Chorus My God, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Susan please wake up! Please! Please wake up!! What are you doing?! You're not dead!! You're NOT dead! I know you're not dead! Oh my God! Susan wake up! Oh God... |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Uh oh yeah Oh suck it Oh fuck you Oh Shaggy Oh this is why they call you two dope ain't it Oh fuck you Oh take it out take it out Oh now give something to Jay Oh violent Jay Wait don't bite it Don't be violent with it now just suck it Nice and slow yeah Oh oh fuck yeah You got oh Now give it back to Shaggy He was sucking it better Oh now say my name (Eminem) Say my name (Eminem) WHAT? Oh fuck you guys Give me my dick back Fuck you guys If you want Eminem you can have Eminem Fuck you guys I'm leaving (Ken no!) (Ken wait, oh damn) (Nice going Shaggy) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
[Dina] Hmm-hmm-hmhmhmmhm.. ahhh, whooooo!! Shit [Em] Yo, mic check Testing one, two, um... twelve (whattup whattup whattup.. Outsidaz) [Em] This is my dance song (Outsidaz) Can you hear me? (Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young Zee) [Em] Aight, ay turn my headphones up (bust it bust it) [Eminem] My favoite color is red, like the blood shed from Kurt Cobain's head, when he shot himself dead Women all grabbin at my shishkabob Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve (I can't stand white people!) You thought I was ill and now I'm even more so Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat I got a wardrobe with an orange robe {*wolf whistle*} I'm in the fourth row, signin autographs at your show (Yo can you sign this right here?) I just remembered that I'm absent minded Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it I'm freestylin every verse that I spit cause I don't even remember the words to my shit (umm, one two) I told the doc I need a change in sickness and gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis Put my LP on your Christmas gift list You wanna get high, here bitch just sniff this [Chorus 8X: Eminem] + (Dina Rae) Cum on everybody (get down tonight) [Eminem] Yo.. yo yo yo yo I tried suicide once and I'll try it again That's why I write songs where I die at the end Cause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck and I was wavin it at everybody screamin, "I suck" (I SUCK!!!) I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd and yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out now" Fuck rap, I'm givin it up y'all, I'm sorry (But Eminem this is your record release party!) I'm bored out of my gourd -- so I took a hammer and nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford Guess I'm just a sick sick bastard who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain't got it all) One Excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage (ohhhhhhh) And if you ever see a video for this shit I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit [Chorus 8X: Eminem] + (Dina Rae) Cum on everybody (get down tonight) [Eminem] Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin Beastie Boy {*wolf whistle*} So I told em I was Mike D They was like, "Gee I don't know, he might be!" I told em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concert I'll be standin by the Loch Ness Monster (okay) peace out (bye!!)" Then I jetted to the weed house Smoked out til I started bustin freestyles Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick Crushed up the Tylenol and ate it with a dipstick (*slurping*} Made a couple of crank calls collect [*brrrrrrring, click*] "Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?" I wanna make songs all the fellas dub And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of So just remember when I bomb your set Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset [Chorus 20X: Eminem] + (Dina Rae) Cum on everybody (get down tonight) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Ah yeah, yo! This song is dedicated to all the happy people All the happy people who have real nice lives And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck Verse One: I feel like I'm walking a tight rope, without a circus net I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged Full of venom and rage Especially when I'm engaged And my daughter's down to her last diaper That's got my ass hyper I pray that god answers, maybe I'll ask nicer Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders These overnight stars becoming autograph signers We'll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us Along with the small fry's and average half pinters While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless Snakes slither in the grass spineless Chorus: repeat 2X That's Rock Bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's Rock Bottom When you want something bad enough you'll steal That's Rock Bottom When you feel you have had it up to here Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear Verse Two: My life is full of empty promises And broken dreams I'm hoping things will look up But there ain't no job openings I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play Cause when we die we know were all going the same way It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan When all you need is bucks to be the man Plus a luxury sedan Too comfortable and roomy in a six They threw me in the mix With all these gloomy lunatics Walk around depressed And smoke a pound of ses a day And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play Live half my life and throw the rest away Chorus There's people that love me and people that hate me But it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame That Means I'll end up burning in hell scorching in flames That means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your name Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom I got problems now everybody on my blocks got 'em I'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'em And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em? Cause I never went gold of one song I'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn Chorus |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Intro: Frogg Whoah! A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em and like, back and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background* And check out the man he goes by the name of er... Verse One: Eminem Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman Chorus: So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin _Fuck the World_ like Tupac I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Verse Two: Eminem I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan Chorus Verse Three: Eminem Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred treasure I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in Chorus Outro: Eminem Hey, fuck that! Outsidaz.. Pace One.. Young Zee.. |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Skylar Montgomery? What do you want from me Roger? I know it was you all along messing around with my dear Veronica. Wait a minute. You hold it right there. Me and that woman love each other. Love? What do you know of love? We were destined to be together. I met her on the beach... Are you out to destroy me? No, Roger. That's not what I want to do. I love her! And we're gonna be together, never |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Yes man As the World Turns We all experience things in life Trials and Tribulations That we all must go through When someone wants to test us When someone tries our patience I hang with a bunch of hippiesand wacky tobacco planters Who swallow lit roachesand light up like jack o lanterns Outsiders baby and we suing the courts Cuz we're dope as fuck and only get a 2 in the source They never should've booted me out of reform school Deformed fool takin a shit in a warm pool They threw me out the Ramada Inn I said it wasn't me I got a twin Oh my god its you Not again It all started when my mother took my bike away Cuz I murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave After that It was straight to the 40 ouncers Slappin teachers and jackin off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson I'll past the test guessin And all the other kids said Eminem's a dishead He'll never last the only class he'll pass is phys ed May be true till I told this bitch in gym class That she was too fat to swim laps she needed Slim Fast Who Me Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big Tanny's and stepped on Jenny Craig She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig Put me in the headlock then I thought of my guinea pig I felt the evilness and started transformin It began storming I heard a bunch of cheering fans swarming Grabbed that bitch by her hair Drug her across the ground And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down Sorry coach it's too late to tell me stop While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop As the World Turns These are the days of our lives These are the things that we must go through Day by day We drive around in million dollar sports cars While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards Outsiders and we suing the courts Cuz we dope as fuck and only get a 2 in The Source Hypercondriac hanging out at the laundromat Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blondes be at Dressed like a sailor standin by a pale of garbage It's almost dark and I'm still tryna nail a trailor park bitch I met a slut and said What up it's nice to meet ya I'd like to treat ya to a Faygo and a slice of pizza But I'm broke as fuck and I don't get paid till the first of next month But if you care to join me I was bout to roll this next blunt But I aint got no weed no phillies or no papers Plus I'm a rapist and a repeated prison escapist So gimme all your money And don't try nothin funny Cuz you know your stinkin ass is too fat to try to outrun me I went to grab my gun Thats when her ass put it on me Wit an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry I fell through the glass doors Started causin a scene Then slid across the floor and flew right into a washin machine Jumped up with a broken back Thank god I was smokin crack all day And doped up off coke and smack All I wanted to do was rape the bitch and snatch her purse Now I wanna kill her But so I gotta catch her first Ran through Rally's parkin lot and took a shortcut Saw the house she ran up in And shot her fuckin porch up Kicked the door down to murder this divorced slut Looked around the room That's when I seen the bedroom door shut I know you're in there bitch I got my gun cocked You might as well come out now She said Come in it's unlocked I walked in and all I smelled was Liz Claiborne And seen her spread across the bed naked watchin gay porn She said Come her big boy lets get acquainted I turned around to run twisted my ankle and sprained it She came at me at full speed nothin could stop her I shot her five times and every bullet bounced off her I started to beg No please let go But she swallowed my fuckin leg whole like an egg roll With one leg left now I'm hoppin around crippled I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple Just trying to buy me some time then I remembered this magic trick Den Den Den Den Den Den Go go gadget dick Whipped that shit out and aint no doubt about it It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage I shouted now bitch let's see who get's the best Stuffed that shit in crooked and fucked that fat slut to death Come here bitch Come here Take this motherfuckin dick Bitch come here And as we go along Throughout the days of our lives We all face small obstacles and challenges everyday That we must go through These are the things that surround us through our atmosphere Every day Every single day the world keeps turning keeps turning |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Who came through with two glocks to terrorize your borough (huh?) Told you how to slap dicks and murder your girl (I did!) Gave you all the finger and told you to sit and twirl Sold a billion tapes and still screamed, "Fuck the world!" (I'm Slim Shady..) so come and kill me while my name's hot And shoot me twenty-five times in the same spot (Ow!) I think I got a generation brainwashed to pop pills and smoke pot til they brains rot (uhh-oh) Stop they blood flow until they veins clot I need a pain shot, and a shot of plain scotch Purple haze and acid raindrops Spike the punch at the party and drink pop (gulp gulp) Shaved my armpits and wore a tank top Bad Boy, I told you that I can't stop You gotta make em fear you 'fore you make em feel you So everybody buy my shit or I'ma come and kill you I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets I'm your brother when you need, some good weed to set you free You know me, I'm your friend, when you need a minithin (I'm Slim Shady..) I'm Shady!! [Eminem] I like happy things, I'm really calm and peaceful (uh-huh huh) I like birds, bees, I like people I like funny things that make me happy and gleeful (hehehe) like when my teacher sucked my wee-wee in preschool (Woo!) The ill type, I stab myself with a steel spike while I blow my brain out, just to see what it feels like cause this is how I am in real life (mm-hmm) I don't want to just die a normal death, I wanna be killed twice (uh-huh) How you gonna scare somebody with a gun threat when they high off of drugs they haven't even done yet (Huh?) So bring the money by tonight - cause your wife said this the biggest knife she ever saw in her life (Help me! Help me!) I try to keep it positive and play it cool Shoot up the playground and tell the kids to stay in school (Stay in school!) Cause I'm the one they can relate to and look up to better Tonight I think I'll write my biggest fan a fuck you letter I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets I'm your brother when you need, some good weed to set you free You know me, I'm your friend, when you need a minithin (I'm Slim Shady..) I'm Shady!! [Eminem] Yo.. I listen to your demo tape and act like I don't like it (Aww that shit is wack!) Six months later you hear your lyrics on my shit (What?? That's my shit!) People don't buy shit no more they just dub it That's why I'm still broke and had the number one club hit (Yup, uh huh) But they love it when you make your business public so fuck it, I've got herpes while we on the subject (uh-huh) And if I told you I had AIDS y'all would play it cause you stupid motherfuckers think I'm playin when I say it -- Well, I do take pills, don't do speed Don't do crack (uh-uhh) don't do coke, I do smoke weed (uh-huh) Don't do smack, I do do shrooms, do drink beer (yup) I just wanna make a few things clear My baby mama's not dead (uh-uhh) she's still alive and bitchin (yup) And I don't have herpes, my dick's just itchin It's not syphilis, and as for being AIDS infested I don't know yet, I'm too scared to get tested I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets I'm your brother when you need, some good weed to set you free You know me, I'm your friend, when you need a minithin (I'm Slim Shady..) I'm Shady!! (Ha hah-ha, ha! Ha hah, hah..) I told you I was Shady!! (Ha hah-ha, hah-ha! Ha hah, hah-ha, hah-ha, hah-ha) Y'all didn't wanna believe me! I'm Shady!! .. And that's my name |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
I don't speak I float in the air wrapped in a sheet I'm not a real person I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through a sismograph And a noise is bred picked up and transmitted through Royce'shead Trapped him in his room possessed him and hoist his bed Till the evilness flows through blood like poisonous lead Told him each one of his boys is dead I asked him come to the dark side he made a choice and said Who hard yo I done heard worse We can get in two cars accelerate at each other see which one'll swerve first Two blind bandits panic whose mental capacity holds That of a globe on top of nine other planets Kissed the cheek of the devil intelligence level is hellier than treble peakin on speakersin the ghetto Dismissal I'm not a fair man disgraced the race of a atheist Intercepting missles wit my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords I buried the Christ corpseIn my past life when the Black Knight mounted the white horse And stay over worked its like the Nazis in the nations Collaborating attemptin to take over the earth Cuz this is what happens when Bad Meets Evil We hit the trees till look like Vietnamese people He's Evil and I'm Bad like Steve Segal Above the Law cuz I don't agree wit police either We ain't eager to be legal So please leave me wit the keys to your Jeep Eagle I breathe ether in three amounts When I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle Releasin rage on anybody in squeezing range Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing rain No I'm not I just want to shoot up and I'm pissed off Cuz I can't find a decent vain The disaster wit dreds I'm Bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough kill my soul after I'm dead When in danger it's funny actually my flavor's similar to awaiter Cuz I serve any stranger wit money I spray a hundred man until they joint chains While slippin bullets at point blank range like they waspunches Piss on a flag burn it murder you then come to your funeral Serve this lobbyist strangle your body then confirm you Whippin human ass throwin blows crackin jaws Wit my fists wrapped in gause dipped in glue glass I'm blazin MC's at the same time amazin MC's Somehow MC's ain't that eye brow raisin to me From all angles of us flash a mack loud enough to cast aavalanche bust till volcanoes errupt Hello Aiyyo what's up STOP THEY KNOW IT'S US I used to be a loudmouth remember me I'm the one who burned your house down Well I'm out now and this time I'm comin back to blow your house up And I ain't gon leave you a window to jump out of Give me two fat tabs and three shrooms And you won't see me like fat people in steam rooms when I go to hell and I'm gettin ready to leave I'ma put air in a bag and charge people to breathe Cuz this is what happens when Bad Meets Evil And we hit the trees we look like Vietnamese people He's Evil and I'm Bad like Steve Segal Against peaceful see you in hell for the sequel See you in hell Wall Street Royce Da Five Nine Slim Shady See you in hell for the sequel Bad Meets Evil what |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
A lot of people ask me.. am I afraid of death.. Hell yeah I'm afraid of death I don't want to die yet A lot of people think.. that I worship the devil.. that I do all types of.. retarded shit Look, I can't change the way I think And I can't change the way I am But if I offended you? Good Cause I still don't give a fuck I'm zonin off of one joint, stoppin a limo Hopped in the window, shoppin a demo at gunpoint A lyricist without a clue, what year is this? Fuck a needle, here's a sword, bodypierce with this Livin amuk, never givin a fuck Gimme the keys I'm drunk, and I've never driven a truck But I smoke dope in a cab I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab Come back the next week and re-open your scab (YEAH!) A killer instinct runs in the blood Emptyin full clips and buryin guns in the mud I've calmed down now -- I was heavy once into drugs I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz My brain's gone, my soul's worn and my spirit is torn The rest of my body's still bein operated on I'm ducked the fuck down while I'm writin this rhyme Cause I'm probably gonna get struck with lightnin this time Chorus: For all the weed that I've smoked - yo this blunt's for you To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too! To all the friends I used to have - yo I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS For all the drugs that I've done - yo I'm still gon' do To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too! For everytime I reminisce - yo I miss my past But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can KISS MY ASS [Eminem] I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you And cut you so fast when your blood spilled it was still blue I'll hang you til you dangle and chain you with both ankles And pull you apart from both angles I wanna crush your skull til your brains leaks out of your veins And bust open like broken water mains So tell Saddam not to bother with makin another bomb Cause I'm crushin the whole world in my palm Got your girl on my arm and I'm armed with a firearm So big my entire arm is a giant firebomb Buy your mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron-on And the pants to match ("Here momma try em on") I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectives, a brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxatives (Shittin on rappers) Causin hospital accidents God help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again Chorus [Eminem] I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch it Spend a million a track and went over my budget (Ohh shit!) Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt? I can't rap anymore - I just murdered the alphabet Drug sickness got me doin some bugged twitches I'm withdrawn from crack so bad my blood itches I don't rap to get the women - fuck bitches Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes Never ran with a click - I'm a posse Kamikaze, strappin a motherfuckin bomb across me From the second I was born, my momma lost me I'm a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy I don't know why the fuck I'm here in the first place My worst day on this earth was my first birthday Retarded? What did that nurse say? Brain damage? Fuck, I was born during the earthquake Chorus |
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from Westwood (2003)
Intro:
Dr Dre: Marshall, sounds like an S. O. S. Eminem: Holy wack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're f***ing right! Dr Dre: To the rap mobile, let's go! Lady: Marshall! Marshall! Eminem: bi***es and Gentleman! It's showtime! Hurry, hurry step right up! Introducing the star of our show, his name is... Lady: Marshall! Eminem: You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world right now So without futher adieu, I bring to you... Lady: Marshall! Verse N1: Your bout to witness hip hop in its Most pourest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless Most hardest, most honest, known artist Chip off the old block but old doc is back! Looks like Batman, brought his own Robin Oh god, Sadam's got his own Laden With his own private plane, his own pilot Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges Oranges, peach, pairs, plums, oranges VRRM VRRM Yeah, here I come My inches away from you, here fear none Hip hop is in a state of 911, so Chorus 2x: Let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around what is this? Must be a circus in town, let's shut the sh** down On these clowns, can i get a witness? Dr Dre: Hell Yeah Verse N2: Dre gotta move fast, gotta perform mirracles Gee willycores Dre, holly bat syllables Look at all the bullsh** that goes on in Gotham When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals So, skip to your lou, while I do what I do best You ain't even impressed no more, you used to it Flows too wet, nobody close to it Nobody says it was till everyone knows the sh** The most hated on outta all those who say it hate it On an eighties songs and Exagerate it all So much They make it all up There's no such thing Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans It just means so much more to so much more People when you rapping and you know what for The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome ya'll To Marshall and Andre's carnival C'mon, now! Chorus 2x: Verse N3: It's just like old times, the dynamic duo Two old friends, why panic? You allready know whos capable, the two caped heroes Dial straight down the center 8 0 0 You can even call collect, the most feared duet Since me and Elton, play career russian roulett And never even seen me blinging get me busting a sweat People stepping over people just to rush to the set Just to get to see a MC who breathes so freely Ease over these beats, and be so breezy Jesus, how can sh** be so easy How can one Sandra be so leavy Turn on these beats MC's dont see me Believe me, BET and MTV Are gonna agree when we leave, dawg fo sheezy Can't leave rap alone the game needs me 'Til we broke kids, get weird and disappear into the mountains Nothing but clowns down here But we, ain't f***ing around round here Yo Dre! Dr Dre: Whuddup? Eminem: Can I get a hell yeah? Dr Dre: Hell Yeah Chorus 2x: Outro: Eminem: So there you have it folks Lady: Marshall! Eminem: Has come to save the day Back with his friend Andre And to remind you that bullsh** does not pay Because Lady: Marshall! Eminem: And Andre are here to stay and never go away Until our dying day, until we're old and grey Lady: Marshall! Eminem: So until next times friends Same blonde hair, same rap channel Goodnight everyone, thank you for coming Your host for the evening Lady: Marshall! Eminem: Oh, hah |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
Still on?
Yo, is the mic on? Check, check, check Alright, let′s do it Let′s go, come on (Eminem, Eminem, Eminem) |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
[Eminem]
Lord please forgive me for what I do For I know not what I′ve done [Chorus: Eminem] Father please forgive me for I know not what I do I just never had the chance to ever meet you Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be My mother′s evil seed and do these evil deeds [Verse One] Momma had a baby and it′s head popped off (head popped off head popped off, head popped off, head popped off, head popped off) My momma don′t want me the next thing I know I′m gettin dropped off (gettin dropped off, gettin dropped off, gettin dropped off, gettin dropped off) Ring ring ring on the door bell and the next door neighbors on their front porch (their front porch, their front porch, their front porch, their front porch) But they didn′t want me neither so they left me on someone else′s lawn (else′s lawn, else′s lawn, else′s lawn) ′til somebody finally took me in My Great Aunt and Uncle, Edna ′n Charles (Edna ′n Charles Edna ′n Charles, Edna ′n Charles, Edna ′n Charles) They were the ones who were left in charge My elementary they gang up on me and sang this song (sang this song, sang this song, sang this song, sang this song) It went a little somethin like Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn Momma why do they keep saying this I just don′t understand, understand And by the way, where′s my daaaaaaaaaaad? [Chorus] [Verse Two] Predominantly, predominantly, everything′s always predominantly Predominantly white, predominantly black, but what about me where does that leave me? Well I guess that I′m between predominantly both of ′em, I think if I hear that fuckin word again I′ma scream While I′m projectile vomiting, what do I look like, a comedian to you? Do you think that I′m kidding? What do I look like some kind of idi- wait a minute, shit, don′t answer that - why am I so misunderstood? Why do I go through so much bullshit, it sucks bullshit, it′s tush mull bish Woe is me, there goes poor Marshall again whinin about his millions nd his mansion and his sorrow he′s always drownin in From the dad he never had, and how his childhood was so bad And how his mom was a dope addict, and his ex-wife how they go at it Man I′d hate to have it, as bad as that Mr. Mathers, claims he had it I can′t imagine it, that little rich poor white bastard needs to take some of that cash out the bank and take a bath in it Man if I only had half of it Shit, if you only knew the half of it [Chorus] [Verse Three] Evil deeds, while I plant these evil seeds Please release me from these demons I never had any of this shit planned mom, please believe I don′t wanna be Satan′s spawn, never got the chance to say I′m sorry Now look at all the pain I caused Dear Santa Claus, why you not comin this year again? What did I do that was so bad to deserve this? Everything could have been so perfect But life ain′t a fairytale, I′m about to be hoist up in the air Forty feet below me, there′s people everywhere I don′t even know what it feel like, they know me cause I′m in this ferris wheel And all I wanna do is go to the mall and take Hailie on the carousel Without this crowd everywhere I go, but life is like a merry-go-round Here we go now, doe-se-doe now, curtains up, the show must go Now ring around the rosie, the show′s over, you can all go home now But the curtain just don′t close for me, this ain′t how fame is supposed to be Where′s the switch I could just turn off and on, this ain′t what I chose to be So please God, give me the strength to have what it takes to carry on ′til I pass 50 back the baton, the camera′s on, my soul is gone [Chorus] - repeat 2X {*gunshot*} [Eminem] Oh! {*crowd cheering*} [Eminem] That′s him baby, let′s go {*shells hit floor, clips inserted*} [Eminem] Detroit! |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
<i><b>Eminem</b></i>
There's not much you could do or say to phase me People think I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Dre-zie'll Have to step in every once in a while to save me To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things Sometimes I forget what other people just may think A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to take me If they heard some shit, I'd lay the tape 'fore they erase me I maybe a little too fast paced and racy Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me twenty times Cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I'm goin too fast cuz my mind is racing And I could give a fuck what category you place me Long as when I'm pushing up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of them greats When I hit the heavenly gates I'll be cool beside Jay-Z For every single die hard fan who embraced me I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment that he placed me Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me In the neighborhood daily, they jumped and chased me It only made me what I am today, see Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me You ain't gonna make or break me Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening Cuz sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the shit you've been saving to say to me You had all this time to think about it Now don't pussy out and try to wimp out, face me Cuz I've been patiently waiting for the day That we finally meet in the same place to see <i><b>Nate Dogg</b></i> No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many emcees I eat up Ooh ooh, it's never enough No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many emcees I eat up Ooh, ooh, it's never enough <i><b>50 Cent</b></i> My flow's untouchable now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics You go say the wrong shit and get your face split The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it The spot my talk, it blaze a direct hit Graze it, your peace talk, save it You shit sounds dated, you're overrated I'm obligated to study your moves then crush you mutherfuckers If I'm the best and the worst, then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss it To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic My music is a drug, press play, you ain't gotta sniff it Chew it or pop it, roll a bag and then chop it Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it When it's hot, it's hot Your hatin' is undeniable, stop it <i><b>Nate Dogg</b></i> No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many emcees I eat up Ooh ooh, it's never enough No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many emcees I eat up Ooh, ooh, it's never enough |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
[Intro] *
″What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough, if you will, to be saved. Not in a religious sense, but not to constitute what this country, at times calls (yeah) their throw-away children.″ ″We seem to be approaching (c′mon!) an age of the gross.″ {*burp*} ″We all have this idea that we should, move up a little bit from our parents′ station and each generation should do a little bit better.″ [Verse 1] Aight c′mon, let′s cut the bullshit enough, let′s get it started Let′s start addressin this issue and open it up Let′s take this shit back to the basement and we can discuss statements that′s made on this tape and this whole origin of the music that we all know and love, the music we all enjoy The music you accuse me of tryin to destroy Let′s rewind it to eighty-nine, when I was a boy On the Eastside of Detroit, crossin 8 Mile into Warren In the hick territory, I′d like to share a story This is my story, and can′t nobody tell it for me You have well informed me, and I′m well aware that I don′t belong here, you′ve made that perfectly clear I get my ass, kicked damn near everywhere From Bel-Air Shoppin Center just for stoppin in there From the black side all the way to the white side Okay there′s a bright side, a day that I might slide You may call it a pass, I call it haulin my ass Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks The good old notorious, so well known tracks [Chorus: repeat 2X] So let′s go back, follow the yellow brick road As we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home [Verse 2] I′d roam in the streets so much, they′d call me a drifter Sometimes I′d stick up a thumb just to hitchhike Just to get picked up, to get me a lift to 8 Mile and Van Dyke, or steal a God damn bike From somebody′s backyard, and drop it off at the park That was the halfway mark, to me Kim had to walk Back to her momma′s, from Chalmers, after dark To sneak me in the house, when I′m kicked out my mom′s That′s about the time, I first met Proof with Goofy Gary on the steps that I was born, handin out some flyers We was doin some talent shows at Centerline I had told him to stop by and check us some time He looked at me like I′m out my mind Shook his head, like white boys don′t know to rhyme I spit out a line, and rhymed birthday with first place And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike We was on the same shit, that Big Daddy Kane shit With compound syllables sound combined From that day we was down to ride Somehow we knew we′d meet again somewhere down the line [Chrous] [Verse 3] My first year of ninth grade, can′t forget that day of school It was cool, ′til your man MC Shan came through And said that ″Puma′s the brand, cause the Klan makes Troops″ It was rumors, but man, God damn, they flew Must have been true, because man, we done banned they shoes I had the new ones, the Cool J, ice lamb, suede too But we just threw them in the trash, like they yesterday′s news Guess who came through next, X-Clan debuted +Professor X+ (″Vanglorious″) exist in a state of +red, black, and green with a KEY, SISSIES!+ Now with this bein the new trend, we don′t fit in Crackers is out, with ″Cactus Albums,″ blackness is in African symbols and medallions, represent black power And we ain′t know what it meant, me and my man Howard and Butter would go to the mall with them all over our necks like we′re showin ′em off Not knowin at all we was bein laughed at ″You ain′t even half black; you ain′t ′posed to have that homey, let me grab that, and that Flava Flav clock we gon′ have to snatch that,″ all I remember is meetin back at Manics′s basement, sayin how we hate this How racist but dope the X-Clan′s tape is Which reminds me, back in eighty-nine me and Kim broke up for the first time, she was tryin to two-time me And there was this black girl at our school who thought I was cool cause I rapped, so she was kinda eyein me And oh, the irony, guess what her name was Ain′t even gonna say it plus, the same color hair as hers was And blue contacts, and a pair of jugs The bombest God damn girl in our whole school If I could pull it, not only would I become more popular But I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time But it backfired, I was supposed to dump her But she dumped me for this black guy, and that′s the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to the ″Ol′ Foolish Pride″ girl But I′ve heard people say they heard the tape, and it ain′t that bad But it was, I singled out a whole race And for that I apologize (apologize) I was wrong (was wrong) Cause no matter what color a girl is she′s still a ho [Chorus] [Outro] Shut the fuck up, you fuckin pieces of shit! Get the fuck away from me you big fuckers! |
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Step by step heart to heart
left right left We all fall down Step by step heart to heart left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit torn apart We never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers I'm suppose to be the soldier who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders I ain't never suppose to show it my crew ain't suppose to know it Even if it means going toe to toe with the Benzino it don't matter I never drag em in battles that I can handle less I absolutely have to I'm suppose to set an example I need to be the leader My crew looks for me to guide em If some shit ever just pop off I'm suppose to be beside em That Ja shit I tried to squashed it it was too late to stop it There's a certain line you just don't cross it and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy this shit went way beyond some Jay Z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won I feel like we lost it I spent so much energy on it honestly I'm exhausted I'm so caught it I almost feel like I'm the one who caused it This ain't what I'm in hip hop for it's not why I got in it Now it's never my object to for someone to get killed Why would I wanna destroy something I helped build It wasn't my intentions my intentions were good I went through my whole career with out ever mentioning And that's just outta respect for not running my mouth And talking about something that I knew nothing about Plus Dre told me stay out just wasn't my beef So I did I just fell back watched and gritted my teeth while he's all over TV Now I'm talking a man who literally saved my live like fuck it I understand this is business and this shit just isn't none of my business But still knowing this shit could pop off at any minute Step by step heart to heart left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit torn apart We never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers It used to be time when you could just say a rhyme And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dying But now it's elevated cause once you put someone's kids in it Shit gets escalated it ain't just words no more is it It's a different ball game call names and you ain't just rapping We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happening Me and Dre had sat with him kicked it and had a chat with him And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him Until Ja start gabbing in magazines how he stabbed him Fuck it 50 smash him mash him and let him have it Mean while my intentions pulley'd in other directions Some receptionist said the source who answers phones at his desk has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his resurrection Tries to blow the dust of his mic and make a new record But now he's fucked the game up cause one of the ways I came was through that publication the same one that made me famous Now the owner of it got a grudge against me for nothing but fuck it That motha fucker can get it too fuck em then But I'm so busy being pissed off I don't stop to think That we just inherited 50's beef with murder inc And he's inherited mine which is fine ain't like either of us mind Still have soldiers that is on the front line that's willing to die for us As soon as we give the orders never to extort us Strictly to show they support us Maybe shout em out in a rap or up in chorus to show we love em back And to let em know how important is to have Runyon Avenue soldiers up in our corners Their loyalty to us is worth more then any award is But I ain't trying to have none of me people hurt or murdered It ain't worth it I can't think of a perfecter way to word it Then to just say that I love y'all too much to see the verdict I'll walk away from it all before I'll let it go any further Now don't get it twisted it's not a plea that I'm coping I'm just willing to be the bigger man If y'all can quiet popping off at the jaws with the knocking Cause frankly I'm sick of talking I'm not gonna let someone else's coffin rest on my conscious Step by step heart to heart left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit torn apart We never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers |
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I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands One nation under God Indivisible... It feels so good to be back.. I scrutinize every word, memorize every line I spit it once, refuel and re-energize and rewind I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as I'mma whip someone's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task And in juggling both perhaps mastered his craft Slash entrepreneur who has held onto few more rap acts Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half Of his career typical manure moving past that Mr. kisses ass crack, he's a class act Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors (c'mon) All the people up top on the side and the middle Come together lets all bomb and swamp just a little Just let it gradually build from the front to the back All you can see is a sea of people some white and some black Don't matter what color, all that matters we gathered together To celebrate for the same cause don't matter the weather If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better They ain't gonna stop us they can't, we stronger now more than ever They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know Stomp, push, shove, mush, Fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home (c'mon) Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors (c'mon) Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us Mosh pits outside the oval office Someone's tryina tell us something, Maybe this is god just sayin' we're responsible For this monster, this coward, That we have empowered This is Bin Laden, look at his head noddin' How could we allow something like this without pumping our fists Now this is our final hour Let me be the voice in your strength and your choice Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise Try to amplify the times it, and multiply by six... Teen million people, Are equal at this high pitch Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech Let the president answer a higher anarchy Strap him with an Ak-47, let him go, fight his own war Let him impress daddy that way No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil No more psychological warfare, to trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal If we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero Look in his eyes its all lies The stars and stripes, they've been swiped, washed out and wiped And replaced with his own face, Mosh now or die If I get sniped tonight you know why, Cause I told you to fight. Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors (c'mon) And as we proceed, To Mosh through this desert storm, In these closing statements, if they should argue Let us beg to differ As we set aside our differences And assemble our own army To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction That we call our President, for the present And Mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard Mr. President, Mr. Senator Do you guy's hear us...hear us...[laughing] (Hailie) |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
[Eminem]
There I go.. thinkin of you again [Chorus] You, don′t, know, how, sick, you, make, me You make me fuckin sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke! You, must, just, not, know-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohh You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you, I puke! [Verse 1] I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem But off of the dome would probably be a little more More suitable, for this type of song - whoa I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I can think of Sixteen bars just ain′t enough to put some ink ta So fuck it I′ma start right here, I′ll just be briefer Bout to rattle off some of the reasons I knew I shouldn′t go and get another tattoo of you on my arm, but what do I go and do? I go and get another one, now I got two, ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh I′m sittin here, with your name on my skin I can′t believe I went and did this stupid shit again My next girlfriend, now her name′s gotta be Kim, shiii-iii-iii-iit If you only knew, how much I hated you For every motherfuckin thing you′ve ever put us through Then I wouldn′t be standin here cryin over you, booo-ooo-ooo-ooo-hoo [Chorus] [Verse 2] I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter But I thought a song would probably be a little better Instead of a letter, that you′d probably just shred up - yeah I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of How much of a waste it′d be for me to put some ink ta A stupid piece′a - paper I′d rather let you see how much I fuckin hate you in a freestyle You′re a fuckin cokehead slut I hope you fuckin die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your fuckin guts you fuckin slut I hope you die, die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie! But please don′t get me wrong - I′m not bitter I′m mad It′s not that I still love you, it′s not cause I want you back It′s just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yak, aaa-aaa-aaaak But when else can I do, I haven′t got a clue Now I guess I just move on I have no choice but to But every time I think of you, now all I wanna do, is puuu-uuu-uuuke! [Chorus] {*puking sounds*} [Eminem] God damn... Fuckin bitch |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
Ohh!
Yeah! So much for first single on this one [Verse 1] Shady′s the lable, Aftermath is the stable That the horses come out erra Of course we′re about to stir up Some shit thick as Mrs Buttersworth′s syrup It′s the mr. picked on Christopher Reeves Just for no reason other than the just to tease him Cause he was as big as ?? He used to be Superman Now we′re pourin liquor on the crib in his name for him Eminem you wait till′ we meet up again Fucker I′m kickin your ass for everything you′ve ever said It′s one for the money two for the fuckin show Ready get set, let′s go Here comes the bucking bronco stompin and stampedin up the damn street Like them buffalo soldiers I told ya I′m bout′ to blow So look out below, geronimo, motherfuckers is dominos I′m on a roll, around and around I go When will I stop? I don′t know Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show left off But I know anything′s possible Though I′m not gonna top what I sold I′m at the top of my game That shit is not gonna change Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team I′ll get away with murder I′m O.J. he′s like my cock from the day We keep the mark from the tapes In a safe, locked them away Better watch what you say Just when you thought you were safe Them fuckers got you on tape You swear to god you was playin Whether or not you was little Joshua Gosh I wish I coulda told you to not do the same Cause one day it could cost you your name [chorus] And this was supposed to be my first single But I just fucked that up so, Fuck it, let′s all have fun let′s mingle Slap a bitch and smack a ho This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle That you hear on your radio But shit′s about to hit the shingle Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Oh Ah Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Poo Poo Ca Ca [Verse 2] Erra Erra Eric swallowed some generic sleeping pills And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked chicka chicka chicka .. And then just turned 16 and used a fake id To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kelly Hehehehehe, to be so young and naive Oh what I wouldn′t give to live so Kim and care free Paris and Nikki′s parents must be so tickled to cherish Every picture with their kids with hickeys all over their necks Hickory Dickory derr digga Look at me work wizardry with these words Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain 22 jerks and a jerk circle Or is it a circle jerk or wait a minute What am I sayin, allow me to run it back and rewind it rrrbb lemme ask you again Am I just jerkin the chain Am I bizerk or insane Or am I just one of them damn amateurs Workin the damn camera filmin one of them Paris Hilton home made pornos Who keeps tiltin the lens at an angle Chicka Chicka Just recently somebody just discovered Britney and Justin videotapes of them fuckin When they were just mouseketeers in the Mickey Mouse club And dusted them and went straight to The Source with them Cause they coulda sworn someone said Nuh- And then tried to erase and record over it But if you listen close enough to it you can hear the Uh Uh and then the come-to-find-out-it-was-Justin Sayin ′I′m done-uh!′ Come on this was [chorus] supposed to be my first single But I just fucked that up so, Fuck it, let′s all have fun let′s mingle Slap a bitch and smack a ho This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle That you hear on your radio But shit′s about to hit the shingle Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Oh Ah Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Poo Poo Ca Ca [Verse 3] Any opinions or somethin you just wanna get off your chest And address it about my lyrics I′d love to hear it All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just dial up this number It′s 1-800-I′m a dick sucker I love to suck a dick And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key And I′ll be sure to get back As soon as there comes a day that I fall out with Dre Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!) So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken, Beat a chicken, eat a chicken like it′s a big cock(?) bawka-bi-kaw Or suck a dick, and lick a dick and eat a dick And stick a dick in your mouth I′m done you can fuck off fucka-fucka-fuck offf! [chorus] And this was supposed to be my first single But I just fucked that up so, Fuck it, let′s all have fun let′s mingle Slap a bitch and smack a ho This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle That you hear on your radio But shit′s about to hit the shingle Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Oh Ah Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Poo Poo Ca Ca |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
Em, What's goin' on?, this is Paul Rosenburg here, faithful attourney o' law.
Listen, I er listened to the rough copy, of, your album and, er, you know, I just gotta be honest with you, er, could you turn it down a little bit because, there's only so much I can explain. |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
Yeahhh..
Definitely - definately, definately dope Definitely - definately K-Mart, yeah Yeah {*farts*} [Eminem] You find me offensive; I find you offensive for finding me offensive Hence if I should draw out or line any fences; if so to what extents if any should I go? Cause it′s getting expensive Being on the other side of the courtroom on the defensive They say I cause extensive psychological nerve damage to the brain when I go to lengths; this far at other people′s expenses I say you′re all just too God damned sensitive It′s censorship and it′s downright blasphemous Let′s end this shit now cause I won′t stand for this And Christo-pher Reeves won′t sit for this neither And let′s clear this up too I ain′t got no beef with him either He used to be like a hero to me I even believe I had one of those 25 cent stickers on my refrigerator Right next to Darth Vader And Darth must of put a hex on him for later I feel like it′s my fault cause of the way that I stuck him up in between him and Lex Luthor I killed Superman I killed Super-man, and how ironic That I′d be the bad guy, kryptonite, the green chronic [Chorus] Cause I ain′t got no legs, or no brain Nice to meet you, hi my name is... I forgot my name! My aim was not to become what I became; with this level of fame My soul is possessed by this devil - my new name is... Rain Man [Eminem] Now in the bible it says Thou shalt not watch two lesbians in bed, have homosexual sex Unless of course you were given the consent to join in Then of course it′s intercourse and it′s bisexual sex Which isn′t as bad, as long as you show some remorse for your actions; either before during or after Performing the act of that which Is normally referred to as such more commonly known phrases That are more used by today′s kids, in a more derogatory way But who′s to say, what′s fair to say And what not to say, let′s ask Dr. Dre Dr. Dre (what up?) I got a question if I may (yeah) Is it gay to play putt-putt golf with a friend (yeah) And watch his butt butt when he tees off (yeah) But uh, I ain′t done yet In football the quarterback yells out hut hut While he reaches in another grown man′s ass Grabs on his nuts but just what if It was never meant, it was just an accident But he tripped fell slipped and his penis went in His teeny tiny little round hiney and he didn′t mean it But his little weenie flinched just a little bit And I don′t need to go into any more details but What if he pictured it as a female′s butt Is that gay? I just need to clear things up ′Til then I′ll just walk around with a manly strut, because [Chorus] [Eminem] You find me offensive, I find you offensive Shit this is the same verse, I just did this When am I gonna come to my good senses Probably the day Bush comes to my defenses My spider sense is tellin me Spider-Man is nearby And my plan is to get him next And open up a whoop ass canister God damnit Dre, where′s the God damned beat (yeah) Anyway, anyway I don′t know how else to put it This is the only thing that I′m good at I am the bad guy, kryptonite, the green chronic Demonic, yup yup, don′t worry I′m on it I got it, high five Nick Lachey Stuck a pin in Jessica′s ass and walked away And as she flew around the room like a balloon I Grabbed the last can of chicken tuna out the trash can and zoom I Headed straight back to the Neverland Ranch With a peanut butter jelly chicken tuna sandwich And I don′t even gotta make no God damned sense I just did a whole song and I didn′t say shit! [Chorus] [Eminem] Cause AHH-AHH-AHH-AHH-AHH! Yup, Rain Man Definitely, definitely Dr. Dre Super dope, beatmaker Two thousand, two thousand four-hundred and eighty-seven million Nine hundred and se-seventy-three thousand four hundred and sixty-three.. .. seventy |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
I don′t understand! Why are you being so mean?
You′re a mean mean man! [Chorus] You are just jealous of me cause you, you just can′t do what I do So instead of just admitting it, you walk around and say All kinds of really mean things about me cause you′re a meanie, a meanie But it′s only cause you′re, just really jealous of me Cause I′m what you want to be, so you just look like an idiot When you say these mean things, cause it′s too easy to see You′re really just a big weenie, big weenie [Verse 1] Alright listen, I need you to focus I need you to go dig deep in your mind, this is important We are going to perform an experiment of the sorts I′m going to have to ask you to bear with me for a moment Now I need you to open, your mind - your eyes close ′em You are now about to be placed under my hypnosis For the next four and a half minutes, we are going to explore into your mind to find out why you′re so fucking jealous Now why did they make Yoo-Hoo? Hippity ga-ga boo-boo Psych I′m kidding, I just wanted to see if you′re still listening Okay, now I need your undivided attention Sir I have a question - why do I always sense this undeniable tension, from the moment that I enter into the room It gets all quiet and whispers Whenever there′s conversation, why am I always mentioned? I′ve been dying to ask, it′s been itchin at me, is it just because [Chorus] [Verse 2] Alright now I, I just flubbed a line I was going to say something extremely important But I forgot who or what it was - I fucked up Psych I′m kidding again you idiot, no I didn′t That′s just what you wanted to hear from me is that I fucked up, ain′t it? But I can bust one take without lookin at no paper {*crumple*} It doesn′t take a bunch of takes or me to stand here in this booth all day For me to say the truth, okay? You′re drooling, you have tooth decay Your mouth is open, you′re disgusting, what the fuck you eat for lunch? A bunch of sweets or something, what? You munch a bunch of Crunch ′N Munch? Your tooth is rotten to the gum, tour breath stinks, wanna chew some gum? Yes I do sir, what am I on? You sir are on truth serum Marshall I′m so jealous of you, please say you won′t tell nobody I′d be so embarrassed, I′m just absolutely terrified That someone′s gonna find out why I′m saying all these terrible evil and awful mean things, it′s my own insecurity! [Chorus] [Verse 3] Alright now we, we′re going to conduct That experiment that we were talking about earlier Just to see what a frog, looks like when it takes two hits of ecstasy Cause that′s exactly what your eyes look like, want to check to see? Here′s a mirror, notice the resemblence here? Wait, let me put these sunglasses on, now look in this mirror How about now? What do you have in common? You′re both green with envy and look like idiots with sunglasses on ′em You look like I sound like, singing about weenies Now take my weenie out of your mouth This is between me and you, I know you′re not happy I know you′d much rather see me lying in the corner of a room somewhere crying, curled up in a ball tweaked out of my mind dying There is no denying that my weenie is much bigger than yours is Mine is like sticking a banana between two oranges Why you even doing this to yourself, it′s pointless Why do we have to keep on going through this, this is tortureous My point is this - that if you say mean things, your weenie will shrink Now I forgot what the chorus is, you′re just a.. [Chorus] [Eminem] Get the fuck off my dick! |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
Aye yo Paul, It′s Em
I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing And I know that he′s not ′thrilled′ about the video What does he ′wanna be startin′ somethin′?′ Well I′ll show him who′s really ′bad′ Paul, ′the way you make me feel′ with these calls You should really take a look at the ′man in the mirror′ And tell him to ′beat it′ because I ′won′t stop till I get enough′ Do you ′remember the time′ we were watching the ′Billy Jean′ video? Well he′ll always be that Michael to me And it doesn′t matter if he′s ′black or white′ Because I ′can′t stop loving him′ and I hate plastic surgeons And I hope they all fucking die! How do you like that? And I like him, I like him a lot I want to touch him but I can′t Excuse me, I′m taking a shit Sorry Anyways, call me back I have this idea about how I want to end the show So, hit me when you get this message fucker Oh, and by the way No I don′t have a new gun [click] (goddamn it) |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
[Eminem making sounds]
Ok.. Guess who′s back? Back again Shady′s back Tell a friend (Whaaaaaaaa) Now everyone report to the dance floor To the dance floor, to the dance floor Now everyone report to the dance floor Alright Stop!.....Pajama time Come here little kiddies, On my lap Guess who′s back with a brand new rap? And I don′t mean rap as in a new case of child investigation accusation (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) No worries, papa′s got a brand new bag of toys What else could I possibly do to make noise? I done touched on everything, but little boys That′s not a stab at Micheal That′s just a metaphor, I′m just physco I go a little bit crazy sometimes I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes Good God, dip, do a little slide Bend down, touch your toes and just glide Up the center of the dance floor Like TP from my bumhole And it′s cool if you let one go Nobody′s gonna know, who′d hear it? Give a little ′poot poot′, it′s OK! [Fart Sound] Oops my cd just skipped And everyone just heard you let one rip Now I′m gonna make you dance It′s your chance Yeah boy shake that ass Oops I mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you′re my world Alright now lose it (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Just lose it (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Go crazy (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Oh baby (HA-HA) Oh baby, baby (HA-HA) It′s Friday and it′s my day Used to party all the way to sunday Maybe til monday, I dunno what day Everyday′s just a holiday Crusin′ on the freeway Feelin′ kinda breezy Got the top down, lettin′ my hair blow I dunno where I′m goin′ All I know is when I get there Someone′s gonna ′touch my body′ Excuse me miss, I don′t mean to sound like a jerk But I′m feelin′ just a little stressed out from work Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair? Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (Yeah) Now, what′s your name girl? What′s your sign? ′Man, you must be up out your mind′ DRE! (HA-HA) Dear God goes blind! I′m just tryna unwind now I′m Now I′m gonna make you dance It′s your chance Yeah boy shake that ass Oops I mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you′re my world Alright now lose it (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Just lose it (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Go crazy (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Oh baby (HA-HA) Oh baby, baby (HA-HA) It′s Tuesday and I′m locked up I′m in jail and I don′t know what happend They say I was running butt naked Down the street screaming (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Well I′m sorry, I don′t remember All I know is this much I′m not guilty They said, ′Save it, boy we gotcha you on tape yellin′ at an old lady ′touch my body!′′ Now this is the part where the rap breaks down It gets real intense, no one makes a sound Everything looks like it′s 8 Mile now The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves Snap back to reality Look it′s B.Rabbit! Yo you signed me up to battle!? I′m a grown man! Chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubbie I don′t have any lines to go right here so, chubba teletubbie! Fella′s (WHAT?!) Fella′s (WHAT?!) Grab you left nut, make right one jealous (what?) Black girls, white girls, skinny girls Fat girls, tall girls, small girls I′m callin′ all girls Everyone report to the dance floor It′s your chance for a little romance whore Butt squeezin′ it′s the season Just go (HA-HA-HA-HA) It′s so appealin′ Now I′m gonna make you dance It′s your chance Yeah boy shake that ass Oops I mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you′re my world Alright now lose it (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Just lose it (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Go crazy (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Oh baby (HA-HA) Oh baby, baby (HA-HA) UmMmMmm touch my body UmMmMmm touch my body Ooh boy just touch my body I mean girl just touch my body |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
[Eminem] Oww ba-byy!
[Chorus] The way you shake it, I can′t believe it I ain′t never seen an - ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go D-DOING DOING DOING! I don′t believe it, it′s almost to good to be true I ain′t never seen a - ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go D-DOING DOING DOING! [Eminem] The way she moves, she′s like a belly-dancer She′s shaking that ass to the new Nelly jams I think someone′s at the door but I don′t think I′ma answer Police saying FREEZE - D-DOING DOING DOING What do you mean freeze? Please, I′m a human being I have needs, I′m not done, not til I′m finished peeing I am not resisting arrest, I am agreeing Mr. Officer, I′m already on my knees I can′t get on the ground any further, it′s impossible for me And do not treat me like a murderer, I just like to pee Pee, pee, yes, I make R&B I sing song, it go Ring-a-Chong, a-Ching-Chong-Chong-Chong-Ching Psych I joke, I joke, I keed, I keed! If I offend, I′m sorry, please please forgive For I am Triumph the Puppet Dog, I am a mere puppet I can get away anything I say and you will love it! [Chorus] The way you shake it, I can′t believe it I ain′t never seen an - ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go D-DOING DOING DOING! Jessica Simpson, looks oh so tempting Nick I ain′t never seen a - ass like that Everytime I see that show on MTV my pee-pee goes D-DOING DOING DOING! [Eminem] Mary Kate and Ashley used to be so handsome Now they getting older, they′re starting to grow bum-bums I go to the movies and sit down with my popcorn Police saying FREEZE - D-DOING DOING DOING What do you mean, freeze? GEEZ, I just got my seat I have ticket, look I put it away, my zipper′s zipped Please do not remove me from this movie theatre, please I did not even get to see, Mary Kate′s shower scene I didn′t mean to be obscene or make a great big scene And don′t treat me like I′m Pee Wee Herman, this movie′s PG Mr. Officer, I demand to see my attorney I will simple plead innocent, cop a plea, and be free Free, yes free, right back on the streets What you mean my lawyer′s with Michael, he′s too busy? I am Triumph, Britney Spears has shoulders like a man And I can say that and you′ll laugh cause there′s a puppet on my hand [Chorus] The way you shake it, I can′t believe it I ain′t never seen an - ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go D-DOING DOING DOING! Hilary Duff is, not quite old enough so I ain′t never seen her - butt like that Maybe next year I′ll say ass and she′ll make my pee-pee go D-DOING DOING DOING! [Eminem] The way she moves she dances like a go-go In that video she sings get out your puzzle I need a new boyfriend, hi my name is JoJo Police saying FREEZE - D-DOING DOING DOING What do you mean freeze? My computers will be seized And my keys, to my ranch, I just bake cookies Mr. Officer, lookie, take a whiff of this Here, I make Jesus juice, take a sip of this Nobody is safe from me, no not even me I don′t even know if I can say the word pee-pee Pee, on the radio but I think I did Janet is that a breast? I think I just saw a tit Psych I joke, I joke, I keed, I keed I don′t think my joke is working, I must flee quick! Get to the chopper, everybody get out I am not Triumph, I am Ah-nuld, get dowwwn! [Chorus] The way you shake it, I can′t believe it I ain′t never seen an - ass like that The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go D-DOING DOING DOING! So Gwen Stefani, will you pee-pee on me please I ain′t never seen a - ass like that Cause the way you move it, you make my pee-pee go D-DOING DOING DOING! [Dr. Dre] THE FUCK IS WRONG WITCHU? [Eminem] HA!! |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
<i><b>Eminem</b></i>
If there's any bitches in this room, then there's something I gotta say For all the fools who fell for the first girl who comes their way I've been down that road and now I'm back, sittin' on square one Tryna pick myself up where I started from <i><b>Obie Trice</b></i> I never woulda thought that I'd see you outta control Even though my penis was deep down in your hole You should know between us we was like mates to soul Nothing could intervene us, especially no hoes You was more or so the chalant type, I chose To more shows, haunted you nights I suppose That's how it go, with time spent, emotion grows In the beginning, friends we decided to roll So who's responsible when you get excited, explode And Obie's grinning, then you invite that Obie's cold But bitches the gon' talk, niggas they gon' hate We established this way before we became mates So whats required is that you chill with all that fire Get your desire when I retire Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine I never thought I'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right cuz you just crossed the line Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine <i><b>Eminem</b></i> I used to say I never met a girl like you before Still ain't got a fuckin' clue as to who you truly are Almost went as far as introducing you to my daughters Till you went as far as goin' and snoopin' through my drawers Now I just feel stupid for the loop that you threw me for Can't believe I almost flew the coop for some stupid whore You used to say all you wanted was for me to be yours All I ever wanted from you was a few booty calls If you recall I used to treat you like a groupie broad When we fucked I refused to even take my jewelry off But it threw me off the first time I called and you blew me off It was a shock, it struck me as odd but it turned me on You started getting moody on me, pretty soon we'd argue And the ruder you got, the more beautiful you got to me And who woulda even knew that who woulda even thought possibly Cupid could shoot another one of them God damn darts at me It's true that I got shot in the heart But when someone seems too good to be true, they usually are But see, when you're in it it's too hard to see Till you pull up and see some other dude's car parked and reach Up under the seat as your heart starts to beat Before you make a decision that's life altering And just as you halt and you turn and you start to leave You hear them words echoing, almost haunting, that taunting ring Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine I never thought I'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right cuz you just crossed the line Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine <i><b>Stat Quo</b></i> In most cases, Stat's attitude is fuck-a-bitch My only motive is to get head and fuck a bitch But you was different, thought we shared a covenant Even held your hand in public, we sufferin' because of this Shorty on some whole 'notha other shit Tryna play sick thinkin' i'mma trick off rick I'll admit, I was caught in the mix, down to commit Feed you the best of me, I shoulda fed you piss We started off closer than close But who coulda predicted to know, your triflin' ways woulda stopped our growth And the final result, back in that same boat I ask myself, do I love these hoes? NO! <i><b>50 Cent</b></i> Em introduced us, "50 this is Tanya, Tanya this is 50" Then slid off and left her to kick it with me I complimented her, I said you have very nice lips With my imagination, I could see her suckin' my dick We played the phone game, a week later, shit changed fast Had her comin' over in a cab to give me some ass Downtown Manhattan on the balcony, stare at the skyline Penthouse full of imported shit, you know how I grind She got to talkin', talkin' like an opportunist too Why talk when suckin' my dick is the real career move? Said she's an inspiring actress, she do videos for practice Yeah, yeah, now how many times have I heard that shit? Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine I never thought I'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right cuz you just crossed the line Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine |
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Trackback from :: Der Steppenwolf :: 2010-07-11 19:51:49
Subject : Eminem, Deez, and The-Dream
