i′d like to ask you from the start if u could pull me out the dark or if our love would fall apart like cookies crumble see i′m a demon on the loose i′m like an engine with no caboose and i need somebody who can really handle me
chorus (2x): yeah baby im a wild one don′t let me run don′t let me get away yeah baby im a wild wild one
i just wanna let u know girl i′m attracted to ur physical but i got this lazy eye that likes to wander u see i′m tired of feelin alone so if u throw this dog a bone maybe you and i can make our house a home yeah
chorus (2x)
oh you could be the one who saves me or try to be the one who tames me girl you are the one who′s changin my way of life i′m tired of paintin the town with ladies livin their lives fugazi i′m tired of all their lies i think i want some real love but girl u gotta realize
[Eminem] Baby your da-da loves you (hey) And I′ma always be here for you (hey) 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 (whew!) 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 (no!) And don′t look so upset, why you actin bashful? Don′t you wanna help da-da build a sand castle? (yeah!) And mama said she wants to show 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.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I!
See honey.. 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? (Nah) Maybe when you′re old enough to understand a little better I′ll explain it to ya But for now we′ll just say mama was real real bad She 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 (WAHH!) 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.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) 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 (ma-maa!) 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? (yeah!) 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! (whoooooshhhhh) There goes mama, spwashin in the wa-ta No more fightin wit dad, no more restraining order No more step-da-da, no more new brother Blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love her (mommy!) Now 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.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I!
Just the two of us.. (4X)
[Eminem] Just me and you baby is all we need in this world Just me and you Your da-da will always be there for you Your da-da′s always gonna love you Remember that If you ever need me I will always be here for you If you ever need anything, just ASK Da-da will be right there Your da-da loves you I love you baby
[Eminem] 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
Ohh ohhh Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea) Ohh ohhh Ohhh Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea) Ohh ohh Oohh Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)oh(yea) Ohh Woahh There is no escaping (yo)(yooo) There′s no place to hide(yooo)(yooo) Yes please someone save me(yo)(yooo) But they don′t pave no mind( yooo) (yooo) (Good night) Good bye
(Verse 1) Your walkin down a horror corridor It′s almost 4 in the mornin And your in a Nightmare It′s HORRIBLE Right there′s the coroner Waitin for you To turn the corner So he can corner ya Your a goner He′s ona ya Out the corner of his cornea He just saw you run All you want is to rest Cause you can′t run anymore Your done All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience While everybody Is watchin in the party applauding it Here I sit while I′m caught up in deep thought again Contemplading my next plot again Swallowin the Klonopin While I′m noddin In and out on the autumn and If the ramada inn Holdin onto the pill bottle then Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom And make sure I got all of it Wake up naked at mcdonalds With Blood all over me Dead bodies Behind the counter SHIT Guess I must of just blacked out again NOT AGAIN
(Chorus) It′s 3 a.m in the mornin Put my key in the door and Bodies layin all of the floor and I don′t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em
I said It′s 3 am in the mornin Put my key in the door and Bodies layin all of the floor and I don′t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em
(Verse 2) Sitting nude in my living room It′s almost noon I wonder what′s on the tube Maybe they′ll show some boobs Surfing every channel Until I find hannah montana Then I reach for the aloe and lanalin Bust all over the wall panel and dismantlin Every candle on top of the fire place Mantalin Grab my flannel and my bandana then Kiss the naked manakin man again You can see him standin in my Front window If you look in I′m just a hooligan Who′s use to usin hallicinogens Causin illusions again Brain contusions again Cutting and bruising the skin Raise the scissors and pins Jesus when does it end Phases that I go through Dazed and I′m so confused Days that I don′t know who Gave these molecules too Me What am I gone do Had the prodical son The diabolical one Very methodical I slaughtered them
(Chorus) It′s 3 a.m in the mornin Put my key in the door and Bodies layin all of the floor and I don′t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em
I said It′s 3 am in the mornin Put my key in the door and Bodies layin all of the floor and I don′t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em
(Verse 3) She puts the lotion in the bucket He puts the lotion on the skin Or else it gets the hose again She puts the lotion in the bucket He puts the lotion on the skin Or else it gets the hose again
I duck and I slash slice and gash Last night was a blast I can′t quite remember when I Had that much fun Off a half pint of the jack My last vic and a half A flashlight Up kim kardashians ass
I remember the first time I dismembered a family member December I think it was I was having drinks with my cuz And I wrapped him In christmas lights Pushed him into the stinkin tub Cut him up into pieces Then just when I went to drink his Blood I thought I outta drink this bath water That outta be fun That′s when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun The sight of blood excites me That might be an artery son Your blood curdling screams Just don′t seem to bother me none It′s 3 am And here I come So you should probably run A secret passage way around here Man there′s got to be one Oh no there′s probably none He can scream all that he wants Top of his lungs It aint no stoppin me from choppin him up(up)
(Chorus) Cause it′s 3 a.m in the mornin Put my key in the door and Bodies layin all of the floor and I don′t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em
I said It′s 3 am in the mornin Put my key in the door and Bodies layin all of the floor and I don′t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em
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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
[Pink] You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won′t back down Oh no I wont back down Oh no,
[Eminem] Cadillacs, Coupe Devilles Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels Girl I′m too for real Lose your tooth and nails Try to fight it, try to deny it Stupid you will feel What I do, I do it well Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill Half a breath left on my death bed Screaming F that yeah super ill Baby what the deal We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal F-ck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool don′t me introduce you to my power tool You know the f-cking drill How you douche bags feel knowing you′re disposable? Summers eve Massengill Shady′s got the mass appeal baby crank the sh-t Cause it′s your God-damn jam You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact Well shawty I′m that man These other cats aint metaphorically where I′m at man I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said Settle ya f-ckin ass down I′m ready for combat-man Get it calm batman? Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts Lines are like mum′s cat scans Cause they f-cking dope [?] Hunny I applaude that ass Swear to God man these mobs can′t dance Ma show ‘em how it′s done Spazz like a God Damn Tas, yeah
[Chorus] You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won′t back down Oh no I wont back down Oh no,
[Eminem - Verse 2] Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin′ with a etch-a-sketch Betcha that you′ll never guess who′s knocking at your door People hit the floors Yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced Girl forget remorse, I′ma hit you broads with Chris′s paws like you pissed him off Talented with the tongue muthf-cker You aint gotta lick in yours Hittin′ licks like I′m robbin′ liquor stores Makin′ cash registers sh-t their draws Think you spit the raw I′m an uncut slab of beef Laying on your kitchen floor Otherwords I′m off the meat rack Bring the beat back Bring me two extension chords I′mma measure my d-ck sh-t I need 6 inches more F-ck my dicks big b-tch Need I remind you that I don′t need the f-cking swine flu to be a sick pig You′re addicted I′m dope I′m the longest needle around here Need a fix up I′m the big shot Get it dicks nuts Your just small boats little pricks Girl you think that other pricks hot I′ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match ‘fore I sit back and let ‘em get hot Better call the cops on ‘em quick fast Shady′s right back on your bitch ass White trash with half a six pack in his hatchback Trailer hitched a-ttached to the back (dispatch)
[Pink - Chorus] You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won′t back down Oh no I wont back down Oh no,
[Eminem - Verse 3] Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped around him like You do when I come through, I′d like you to remind yourself Of what the f-ck I can do when I′m on the mic Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to Psych I′m spiking you like a football Been this way since I′ve stood a foot tall Your′e a good catch with a sh-tty spouse Pretty mouth and a good jaw Gimme good brain Watch the wood grain, don′t want no cum stain Bitch you listening tryna′ turn me down Slut I′m talking to you, turn me back up Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car Shut the f-ck up while my sh-ts playin′ I′ma sh-t stain on the underwear of life Whats the saying? where there′s thunder there′s light-ening And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place Then how the f-ck have I been hit six times In three different locations On four separate ocassions? And you can bet your stanking ass That I′ve come to smash everything in my path Fork was in the road took the pyschopath Poison ivy wouldn′t have me thinking rash So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone Shake your booty shawty Im the sh-t Why you think Proof used to call me doodi
[Pink - Chorus] You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won′t back down Oh no I wont back down Oh no
[Chorus: Eminem] yo,This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit Whenever you hear some shit and you can′t refuse it It′s just some shit, for these kids, to trash they rooms with Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit The type of shit that you don′t have to ask who produced it You just know - that′s the new shit The type of shit that causes mass confusion and drastic movement of people actin stupid
[Kon Artis] I come to every club with intention to do harm With a prosthetic arm and smellin like Boone′s Farm Hidin under tables as soon as I hear alarms Paranoid thief that′ll steal from his own moms Connivin Kon, Artis with a bomb Strapped to my stomach screamin, "Let′s get it on!" A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin a tank Rollin over a bank, cops see me and faint It′s drastic, I′m past my limit of coke I think I′ll up my high by slittin your throat Push your baby carriage into the street, ′til it′s mince meat Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your street This is fight music!
[Bizarre] You know why my hands are so numb? (No) Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn′t cum (oh) Smacked this whore for talkin crap (bitch) So what if she′s handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn′t rap I fuckin hate you; I′ll take your drawers down and rape you While Dr. Dre videotapes you (hell yeah!) Satan done got me on this song Eatin a hot dog readin the Holy Qu′ran, while I′m on the john Tired of wearin this yellow thong Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong) Now here′s a gun, I′ll put it in your palm Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill′s arms Fuck your love songs
[Chorus]
[Proof] Just bring who you gon′ bring on, who you gon′ swing on? I′m King Kong, guns blow you to king-dom come Show you machine gun funk Sixteen m-16′s and one pump [click-clack] The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw Have you runnin out this fuckin club in your drawers We lovin the broads, there′s nothin to applaud But fuck it it′s all good, the hood is up in The Source It′s fight music
[Swifty McVay] I′m a nigga that loves scuffles And won′t hesitate to sock you again for swollen knuckles I′m like that, catch a nigga like bear traps Blow his head back right in front of the precint sayin, "You hear that?" I slap your freak, bump you and won′t speak If you step on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink I suffocated my shrink just for talkin Came back and fucked up his pallbearers and made ′em drop his coffin It′s fight music!
[Kuniva] These beads I′m swingin is stingin ′em See all these niggaz? When I step in the club, I′m bringin ′em If any nigga lookin too hard, we Rodney King′n ′em Malice green to them and gasolinin ′em with premium Light a cigarette, flick it at ′em or spit it at ′em Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him Blast while you right hookin, right when your wife′s lookin Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin your life music!
[Eminem] If I could capture the rage of today′s youth and bottle it Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it Then spit it back in the faces of you racists and hypocrites who think the same shit but don′t say shit You Liberace′s, Versace′s, and you nazis Watch me, cause you thinkin you got me in this hot seat You motherfuckers wanna JUDGE me cause you′re NOT me You′ll never STOP me, I′m TOP speed as you POP me I came to save these new generations of babies from parents who failed to raise ′em cause they′re lazy to grow to praise me I′m makin ′em go crazy That′s how I got this whole nation to embrace me And you fugazi if you think I′ma admit wrong I cripple any hypocritic critic I′m sic′d on And this song is for any kid who gets picked on A sick song to retaliate to, and it′s called..
i wanna fuckin apologize what the fuck for well all the lies i sit and wonder why we have balls as eyes why men couldn′t just have penises wallet size if i loved you i cud′ve called your house but i wasn′t sure if me or you was insecure that you could cure all my pain or if it was just the goddamn rain it just right ain′t i cudn′t find the idea main in you while shit i went down fuckin memory lane some days i wanted to be a comedian there i find myself starin down at my feet again i never wanted us to really meet again but you had to go and work at that heat campaign some days i wanna run get away from all this sun go someplace where i can have some fun i noticed i′m having none so rescue me i beg you please i wanna touch slim shady and have my moment of eztreme stun while i go home and act real crazy poisonin minds of real young ladies die until i′m an asshole at 80 and last but not least, i love you too mathers, hailie (chorus) still wanna diss me you mo′fuckin asshole u pissin here ima stop talkin bout breasts just now and then though cuz i still need to find the rest
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn..? That′s alright because I like the way it hurts..! Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? That′s alright because I love the way you lie....... I love the way you lie...
I can′t tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like And right now there′s a steel knife In my windpipe I can′t breathe But I still fight While I can fight As long as the wrong feels right It′s like I′m in flight High of a love Drunk from the hate It′s like I′m huffing paint And I love it the more that I suffer I sufficate And right before I′m about to drown She resuscitates me She fucking hates me And I love it
-Wait! Where′re you going? -I′m leaving you... -No, you ain′t! Come back!
We′re running right back Here we go again It′s so insane Cause when it′s going good It′s going great I′m Superman With the wind in his back She′s Lois Lane
But when it′s bad It′s awful I feel so ashamed I snap Who′s that dude I don′t even know his name I laid hands on her I′ll never stoop so low again I guess I don′t know my own strength
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn??? That′s alright because I like the way it hurts..! Just gonna stand there and hear me cry??! That′s alright because I love the way you lie....... I love the way you lie...
I love the way you lie...
You ever love somebody so much You can barely breathe When you′re with them You meet And neither one of you Even know what hit ′em Got that warm fuzzy feeling Yeah them chills Used to get ′em Now you′re getting fucking sick Of looking at ′em You swore you′ve never hit ′em Never do nothing to hurt ′em Now you′re in each other′s face Spewing venom And these words When you spit ′em You push Pull each other′s hair Scratch, claw, bit ′em Throw ′em down masteroff.org Pin ′em So lost in the moments When you′re in ′em It′s the rage that took over It controls you both So they say it′s best To go your separate ways Guess that they don′t know ya Cause today That was yesterday Yesterday is over It′s a different day Sound like broken records Playin′ over But you promised her Next time you′ll show restraint You don′t get another chance Life is no Nintendo game But you lied again Now you get to watch her leave Out the window Guess that′s why they call it window pane
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn??? That′s alright because I like the way it hurts..! Just gonna stand there and hear me cry??! That′s alright because I love the way you lie....... I love the way you lie...
I love the way you lie...
Now I know we said things Did things That we didn′t mean And we fall back Into the same patterns Same routine But your temper′s just as bad As mine is You′re the same as me But when it comes to love You′re just as blinded Baby please come back It wasn′t you Baby it was me Maybe our relationship Isn′t as crazy as it seems Maybe that′s what happens When a tornado meets a volcano All I know is I love you too much To walk away though Come inside Pick up your bags off the sidewalk Don′t you hear sincerity In my voice when I talk Told you this is my fault Look me in the eyeball Next time I′m pissed I′ll aim my fist At the dry wall Next time There will be no next time I apologize masteroff.org Even though I know it′s lies I′m tired of the games I just want her back I know I′m a liar If she ever tries to fucking leave again I′mma tie her to the bed And set the house on fire
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn??? That′s alright because I like the way it hurts..! Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? That′s alright because I love the way you lie....... I love the way you lie...
[Tv Presenter:] Hello boys and girls Today we′re gonna talk about father and daughter relationships Do you have a daddy? I′ll bet you do [Door opens] who′s your daddy?
[Hailie:] Daddy, what′re you doing?
[Beat starts]
[Eminem:] Haha
[Eminem & Hailie:] Ok then! everybody, listen up!
[Eminem:] I′m goin to hell, who′s comin′ with me?
[Hailie:] Somebody, please help him! [giggle] i think my dad gone crazy!
[Verse #1:] There′s no mountain i can′t climb There′s no tower too high, No plane that i can′t learn how to fly What do i gotta do to get through to you, to show you There ain′t nothing i can′t take this chainsaw to [Hailey Makes Chainsaw Sound] Fuckin′ brain′s brawn, and brass balls I cut ′em off, i got ′em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar Inside of a hall, with my framed autograph, Sunglasses with elton john′s name, on my drag wall I′m out the closet, i been lying my ass off All this time, me and dre been fucking with hats off
[Dr Dre:] Suck it marshall
[Eminem:] So tell laura and her husband to back off Before i push this motherfucking button and blast off And launch one of these russians, and blast off [Hailie Makes Explosion Sound] Blow every fucking thing, except afghanistan on the map, off when will it stop? when will I knock the crap off? [Knocking] Haley, tell ′em baby
[Haley:] My dad′s lost it
[Chorus:] [Eminem:] There′s really nothin′ else to say I, i can′t explain it
[Hailie:] I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem:] A little help from hailie jade won′t you tell em′ baby [Hailie:] I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem:] Theres nothin′ you could do or say that could ever change me [Hailie:] I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem:] There′s no one on earth that can save me, not even halie
[Hailie:] I think my dad gone crazy!
[Verse 2:] It′s like my mother always told me [Eminem Impersinates His Mom] Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana, and codeine and goddamit, you little motherfucker If you aint got nothin′ nice to say then don′t say nothin′ uh.. Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin′ dick Chew on a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin′ cocks per second I′d rather put out a motherfucking gospel record I′d rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy And have pussy-lips glued to my face with a clit-ring in my nose Then quit bringin my flows, quit giving me my ammo Can′t you see why i′m so mean? if y′all leave me alone, this wouldn′t be my m.o. I wouldn′t have to go eenie meenie minie mo Catch a homo by his toe, man i don′t know no more Am i the only fuckin one who′s normal any more?
[Hailey:] Dad
[Chorus]
[Verse #3:] My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise And at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme see what you′re seeing is a genius at work Which to me isn′t work, so it′s easy to misinterpret it at first, Cuz when i speak, it′s tongue in cheek I′d yank my fuckin teeth before id ever bite my tongue I′d slice my gums, get struck by fuckin′ lightning twice at once And die and come back as vanilla ice′s son And walk around the rest of my life spit on And kicked and hit with shit, every time i sung Like r kelly as soon as "bump n′ grind" comes on More pain inside of my brain, than the eyes of a little girl inside of a plane Aimed at the world trade, standin′ on ronny′s grave, Screaming at the sky, till clouds gather as clyde mathers and bonnie jade And thats pretty much the gist of it,Parents are pissed, but the kids love it Nine millimeter, heater stashed, in two-seaters with meat cleavers I don′t blame you, i wouldn′t let hailie listen to me neither
[Intro - Spoken] Yo, 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
[Verse 1 - Sung] Some days I sit, starin out the window Watchin this world pass me by Sometimes I think theres nothin to live for I almost break down and cry
Somtimes I think I′m crazy I′m crazy, oh so crazy Why am I here, am I just wasting my time?
But then I see my baby Suddenly I′m not crazy It all makes sense when i look into her eyes
[Chorus] Somtimes 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
[Verse 2 - Sung] My baby girl [Hailie laughs] keeps gettin older I watch her grow up with pride People make jokes, cuz they don′t understand me They just dont 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
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Rapped] Yeah and if I could sing, I′d keep singing this song to my daughter If I could hit the notes, I′d blow something as long as my father To show her how I feel about her, how proud I am that I got her God, I′m a daddy, I′m so glad that her mum didn′t [censored] (abort her)
Now you probly get this picture from my public persona That I′m a pistol-packing drug-addict who bags on his momma, 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′ my soul, And just know that I grow colder the older I grow This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold And this load is like the weight of the world And I think my neck is breaking 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 that′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 nothing to the tears that I′ve tasted So here′s what im facin: 3 felonies, 6 years of prohibation I′ve went to jail for this woman, I′ve been to bat for this woman I′ve taken bats to peoples backs, bent over backwards for this woman Man, I shoulda seen it comin, why′d I stick my penis up it? Woulda ripped the pre-nip up 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, maybe 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 Cuz my baby know′s that her daddy′s a soldier Nothin′ can take her from me
[Outro - Spoken] Woo! I told you I can′t sing. Oh well, I tried Hailie, ′member 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! (kiss)
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...
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 coming out in the open I′m doing acid, crack, smack, coke and smocking 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 coming up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I′m coming out swinging, 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 motherfucking throat worse than Ron Goldman
So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screaming _Fuck the World_ like Tupac I just don′t give a fuck!! Talking that shit behind my back, dirty mackin telling your boys that I′m on crack I just don′t give a fuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don′t give a fuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon′ get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don′t give a fuck!!
I′m Nicer than Pete, but I′m on a Search 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 friezing Flavor with no seasoning, 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, snorting, supporting abortion Pathological liar, blowing shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumping your dead body inside of a fucking trash can With more holes than an Afghan
So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screaming _Fuck the World_ like Tupac I just don′t give a fuck!! Talking that shit behind my back, dirty mackin telling your boys that I′m on crack I just don′t give a fuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don′t give a fuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon′ get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don′t give a fuck!!
Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) I′m a caged demon, on stage screaming like Rage Against the Machine I′m convinced I′m a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinning Clinically brain dead, I don′t need a second opinion Fuck droppin the jewel, I′m flippin the sacred treasure I′ll bite your motherfucking 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 washing dishes In school I never said much, too busy having a headrush Doing 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 snorting coke and smocking weed again I′m going up over the curb, driving on the median Finally made it home, but I don′t got the key to get in
So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screaming _Fuck the World_ like Tupac I just don′t give a fuck!! Talking that shit behind my back, dirty mackin telling your boys that I′m on crack I just don′t give a fuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don′t give a fuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon′ get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don′t give a fuck!!
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower But it’s “fuck the world”, get a child out her Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing bout her Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers I’m rolling Sweets, I’m smoking sour Married to the game but she broke her vows That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles And my night stands are full of open Bibles Uh,I think about more than I forget But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat And these niggers know I lay them down, make their bed Bitches try to kick me while I’m down: I’ll break your leg Money outweighing problems on the triple beam I’m sticking to the script, you niggers′ skipping scenes Be good or be good at it Fucking right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it’s “fuck what they say” I’m high as a bitch: up, up and away Man, I come down in a couple of days OK, you want me up in the cage, then I’ll come out in beast mode I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code It’s Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down No love lost, no love found
[Hook - Eminem & Lil Wayne] It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now You kicked me when I was down Fuck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more) That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you Bitch you get (no love) You show me nothing but hate You ran me into the ground But what comes around goes around I don’t need you (don’t hurt me) You (don’t hurt me no more) That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you You get (no love) Bitch you get (no love) And I don’t need you Get em
[Verse 2 - Eminem] I’m alive again More alive than I have been in my whole entire life I can see these people’s ears perk up as I begin To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most Shit’s finna get thick again They say the competition is stiff But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in I ain’t never giving in again Cuss into the wind, complete freedom Look at these rappers, how I treat them So why the fuck would I join them when I beat them They call me a freak because I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him? Snatch the mic from him, bitch I’mma let you finish in a minute Yeah the rap is tight But I’m fucking with the greatest verse of all time So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit And start over from scratch and write new ones But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd You can see the sparks from hot metal Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game I so started to rock fellow When I’m not even in my harshest You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop I’m standing on my Monopoly board That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop Til my hip don’t hop anymore When you so good that you can’t say it Because it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore People just get sick cause you spit These fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore And you can never break my stride You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow You’ll never take my pride Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent Is getting no mercy, mark my words Ain’t letting up, relentless I smell blood, I don’t give a fuck: keep giving them hell Where was you when I fell and needed help up? You get no love
(Eminem Talking) Yeah.... it′s my life.... in my own words i guess....
(Verse 1) Have you ever loved someone so much You′d give an arm for Not the expression No, literally give an arm for When they know they′re your heart And you know you were their armor And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her But what happens when karma Turns right around to bite you And everything you stand for turns on you despite you What happens when you become the main source of her pain "Daddy look what i made" Dad′s got to go catch a plane "Daddy where′s mommy?" "I can′t find mommy, where is she?" "I don′t know, go play, Hailey baby, your Daddy′s busy" "Daddy′s writin′ a song, the song ain′t gon′ write itself" "I′ll give you one underdog, and you got to swing by yourself" Then turn right around in that song, and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother who′s a splittin′ image of her That′s Slim Shady Yeah baby Slim Shady′s crazy Shady made me But tonight, Shady′s rock-a-bye-baby, huh...
(Chorus) And when I′m gone, just carry on Don′t mourn, rejoice Everytime you hear the sound of my voice Just know that, I′m lookin′ down on you smilin′ And i didn′t feel a thang So baby don′t feel no pain Just smile back And when I′m gone, just carry on Don′t mourn, rejoice Everytime you hear the sound of my voice Just know that, I′m lookin′ down on you smilin′ And i didn′t feel a thang So baby don′t feel no pain Just smile back...
(Verse 2) I keep havin′ this dream I′m pushin′ Hailey on the swings She keeps screamin′ she don′t want me to sing "You′re makin′ Mommy cry" "Why? Why is Mommy cryin′?" "Baby Daddy ain′t leavin′ no more" "Daddy you′re lyin′" "You always say that, you always say this is the last time" "But you ain′t leavin′ no more, Daddy you′re mine" She′s pilin′ boxes in front of the door Tryin′ to block it "Daddy please, Daddy don′t leave, Daddy, no stop it" Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket Its got her picture "This′ll keep you safe, Daddy take it with ya" I look up, it′s just me standin′ in the mirror These fuckin′ walls must be talkin′ Cause man I can hear ′em They′re sayin′ you got one more chance to do right And it′s tonight Now go out there and show ′em that you love ′em ′fore it′s too late And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door It turns to a stage They′re gone, and the spotlight is on And I′m singin′
(Chorus) And when I′m gone, just carry on Don′t mourn, rejoice Everytime you hear the sound of my voice Just know that, I′m lookin′ down on you smilin′ And i didn′t feel a thang So baby don′t feel no pain Just smile back And when I′m gone, just carry on Don′t mourn, rejoice Everytime you hear the sound of my voice Just know that, I′m lookin′ down on you smilin′ And i didn′t feel a thang So baby don′t feel no pain Just smile back...
(Verse 3) Sixty thousand people All jumpin′ out their seat The curtain closes They throwin′ roses at my feet I take a bow And thank you all for comin′ out They′re screamin′ so loud I take one last look at the crowd I glanced down I don′t believe what I′m seein′ "Daddy it′s me, help Mommy, her wrists are bleedin′" "But baby we′re in Sweden" "How did you get to Sweden?" "I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren′t leavin′" "You lied to me Dad, and now you made Mommy sad" "And i bought you this coin, it says NUMBER ONE DAD" "That′s all i wanted, i just want to give you this coin" "I get the point, fine, me and Mommy are goin′" "But baby wait..." "It′s too late Dad, you made your choice" "Now go out there and show ′em that you love ′em more than us" "That′s what they want, they want you Marshall they keep" "Screamin′ your name, it′s no wonder you can′t go to sleep" "Just take another pill, yeah i bet you you will"
"You rap about it" "Yeah, Word, K-K-Keep It Real" I hear applause, all this time I couldn′t see How could it be, that the curtain is closin′ on me? I turn around, find a gun on the ground Cock it, put it to my brain Scream "Die Shady" and pop it The sky darkens, my life flashes The plane that i was supposed to be on crashes And burns to ashes That′s when i wake up Alarm clocks ringin′ There′s birds singin′ It′s spring and, Hailey′s outside swingin′ I walk right up to Kim and kiss her Tell her I miss her Hailey just smiles and winks at her little sister Almost as if to... say....
(Chorus) And when I′m gone, just carry on Don′t mourn, rejoice Everytime you hear the sound of my voice Just know that, I′m lookin′ down on you smilin′ And i didn′t feel a thang So baby don′t feel no pain Just smile back And when I′m gone, just carry on Don′t mourn, rejoice Everytime you hear the sound of my voice Just know that, I′m lookin′ down on you smilin′ And i didn′t feel a thang So baby don′t feel no pain Just smile back...
Uhh, oooooooooooooh baby, baby Keep it thug, and keep yo′ heat, na nah nah nah nah
[Nas] Now slowly, thinkin of all the things that oppose me I think of kings who died and rappers out to dethrone me For they crown they head is cut off, bodies is laid Dead in the street, it′s so fuckin pitiful First they love you, could be the bitch that even live with you (hoe) Mad at your riches, now she switched, turned miserable Cause she wanna dress like Bonnie, Robin and Crystal do But Crystal′s single, Bonnie′s broke and her niggaz too (ha) I can do bad by myself; went from rags to wealth From Jags to Bentleys to, plenty ass bitches Can′t keep they hands to theyself no more I′m like, Hugh Hefner, you lesser, you just a
[Chorus] Wanna be me, you can′t you faggot, you bitch You coward, you clown, you just wanna be down So you - wanna be me, you bitch, you phony You clone me, you wanna be son, I′m the one and only But you - wanna be me, you suckers, you weak You flunkies, you fake, you couldn′t come close on my worst day But you - wanna be me, I burn you and learn you a lesson Concernin this mic profession, turn your direction
[Nas] You can′t be me, not in your wildest fantasy It′s childish; should I have to resort to violence? Pay me a half a million, I′ll consult your album And show you how to stay off my dick That′s the thing I hate the most, can′t even call you a man When you gotta call out my name to get you some fans No talent, you need direction; you a pussy with a yeast infection You unlucky, I′m your fuckin C-section Plus I′m the last real nigga alive Toast glass, Ill Will, the label get high Realize, how many classics I gave you Perhaps if you think back you′ll realize that I made you
[Chorus]
[Nas] You can′t be me, I′m tryin to walk a straight line Why they tryin to take mine? I′m past +8 Miles+ of every state line Eating, alligators and, hummingbird hearts At the player′s ball, Brianni suits, y′all birds watch As real millionaire, shit′ll take place Evil as Hitler′s hate-race people This is God son, and I′ve come from the God under pure peace To represent the streets, you′ll see that my plan is not to destroy your man But to bring more to mankind and teach Every MC reach for your pens and papers Lesson one be creative; what you made of junior? Cause soon you′ll be a grown man with the mic in your hand And understand, to battle Nas not in your plan I′m the last real nigga alive, understand that And you my offspring, the boss sting A bulletproof Porsche things, hard for you to understand that Nas the king, where my bricks, where my band at? Play me a gangster′s theme, while you entertain me If I ain′t cryin laughin, to the lions, throw your ass in What the fuck was you niggaz thinkin? Guns′ll clutch if I get a inklin that you comin for the kingpin But I laugh at you cowards, ha ha ha Take me out, try try try, but you
My love, You were the one thing in my life That I treated bad Sometimes enough I made you cry And I know the way I made you feel was wrong (I left you sad and lonely) The things I did, the words I said were much too strong And I swear if you come back to me I′ll do things much differently If you were here with me today This is what you′d hear me say
Chorus: We could′ve been so good together Couldn′t we give it just one more try? I thought that we would last forever But now you′re gone and I think I know why I guess I should have said I am sorry Maybe things wouldn′t be this way heaven knows I love you baby If you love me, baby come back to me
All the times that I made you cry I′m sorry, don′t you say goodbye I wish I had this chance to love you more (I love you, I love you) But now you′re gone I can′t go on I′m all alone And I swear if you come back to me I′ll do things much differently If you were here with me today This is what you′d here me say
Chorus
Tonight I′m only thinking of you Feeling sorry for myself that′s all I can do Without you here I know I′d fall apart So at night I dream of holding you in my arms (At night I dream you′re in my arms) (Ooh baby baby) If you were here with meyou′d hear me say
[Intro: Nate Ruess] Mom, I know I let you down And though you say the days are happy Why is the power off and I′m fucked up And Mom, I know he′s not around But don′t you place the blame on me As you pour yourself another drink, yeah [Hook: Nate Ruess] I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night I drive on Maybe we took this too far [Verse 1] I went in headfirst, never thinking about who what I said hurt, in what verse My Mom probably got it the worst The brunt of it, but as stubborn as we are, did I take it too far Cleaning Out My Closet and all them other songs, but regardless I don′t hate you, cause Ma You′re still beautiful to me, cause you′re my Mom Though far be it for you to be too calm, our house was Vietnam Desert Storm and both of us put together could form an atomic bomb Equivalent to Chemical Warfare, and forever we could drag this on and on But, agree to disagree, that gift for me up under the Christmas tree Don′t mean shit to me, you′re kicking me out? It′s 15 degrees And it′s Christmas Eve ("Little prick, just leave"), Ma let me grab my fucking coat Anything to have each other′s goats, why we always at each others throats Especially when dad, he fucked us both, we′re in the same fucking boat You′d think that′d make us close (nope) further awayit drove Us, but together, headlights shine, and a car full of belongings, still got a ways to go Back to grandma′s house, it′s straight up the road And I was the man of the house, the oldest, so my shoulders carried the weight of the load Then Nate got taken away by the state at 8-years-old And that′s when I realized you were sick and it wasn′t fixable or changeable And to this day we remain estranged and I hate it though But... [Hook] [Verse 2] Cause to this day we remain estranged and I hate it though Cause you ain′t even get to witness your grandbabies grow But I′m sorry Mama for Cleaning Out My Closet, at the time I was angry, rightfully, maybe so Never meant that far to take it though, cause now I know it′s not your fault, and I′m not making jokes That song I′ll no longer play at shows and I cringe every time it′s on the radio And I think of Nathan being placed in a home And all the medicine you fed us and how I just wanted you to taste your own But now the medication′s taking over and your mental state′s deteriorating slow And I′m way too old to cry, the shit is painful though But Ma, I forgive you, so does Nathan, yo All you did, all you said, you did your best to raise us both Foster care, that cross you bear, few may be as heavy as yours But I love you Debbie Mathers, oh, what a tangled web we have cause One thing I never asked was where the fuck my deadbeat dad was Fuck it I guess he had trouble keeping up with every address But I′d have flipped every mattress, every rock and desert cactus Own a collection of maps and followed my kids to the edge of the atlas If someone ever moved them from me, that you could′ve bet your asses If I had to come down the chimney dressed as Santa Kidnap ′em, and although one has only met their grandma Once you pulled up in our drive one night, as we were leaving to get some hamburgers Me, her and Nate, we introduced you, hugged you, and as you left I had this overwhelming sadness Come over me as we pulled off to go our separate paths, and I saw your headlights as I looked back, and I′m mad I didn′t get the chance to Thank you for being my mom and my dad, so Mom, please accept this as a tribute I wrote this on the jet, I guess I had to Get this off my chest, I hope I get the chance to lay it before I′m dead, the stewardess said to fasten My seatbelt, I guess we′re crashin′ So if I′m not dreaming, I hope you get this message That I′ll always love you from afar Cause you′re my Ma [Hook] [Bridge: Nate Ruess] I want a new life, (start over) one without a cause (clean slate) So I′m coming home tonight, well, no matter what the cost And if the plane goes down, or if the crew can′t wake me up Well, just know that I′m alright I was not afraid to die Oh even if there′s songs to sing, my children will carry me Just know that I′m alright I was not afraid to die Because I put my faith in my little girls So I never say goodbye cruel world Just know that I′m alright I am not afraid to die [Hook]
[Intro] Where′s my snare? I have no snare in my headphones - there you go Yeah.. yo, yo
[Eminem] 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 as the mind of the motherfuckin kid that′s behind all this commotion emotions run deep as ocean′s explodin Tempers flarin 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 and takin names in the evenin 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 momma? I′ma make you look so ridiculous now
[Chorus: Eminem] I′m sorry momma! I never meant to hurt you! I never meant to make you cry; but tonight I′m cleanin out my closet (one more time) I said I′m sorry momma! I never meant to hurt you! I never meant to make you cry; but tonight I′m cleanin out my closet
[Eminem] Ha! 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 panties 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 the bullets outta that gun Cuz I′da killed him; shit I woulda shot Kim and them both It′s my life, I′d like to welcome y′all to "The Eminem Show"
[Chorus]
[Eminem] Now I would never diss my own momma just to get recognition Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissin But put yourself in my position; just try to envision witnessin your momma poppin prescription pills in the kitchen Bitchin that someone′s always goin throuh her purse and shit′s missin Goin through public housin 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? You′re gettin older now and it′s cold when your lonely And Nathan′s growin up so quick he′s gonna know that your phony And Hailie′s gettin 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!
Who run it? You know, you actin′ like you don′t know.. We run it.. You know but you actin′ like you don′t know.. Who run it? You know, you actin′ like you don′t know.. We run it.. You know but you actin′ like you don′t know..
[ Chorus ]
You know, you actin′ like you don′t know I tear the club up fo′ sho This flow is gon′ bring more dough And you know but actin′ like you don′t know
[ Verse 1 ] [ 50 cent ]
Now homie I say I run it run it cause I’m in control Hypnotic, hennessey, a couple shots of patrone I have you feelin′ the hype, I get you high as a kite Party poppin′ shorty said she′s comin′ with me tonight I ain′t shoulder leanin′, I ain′t snappin′ and poppin′ Either I’m bobbin′ my head or I’m just standin′ there watchin′ [uh huh!] I′m a hustler I hustle, you can tell that I’m paid And I protect what I got, I’m in the house with my blade Nigga you front you gon′ get it, ok now maybe I said it Cuz I want you triddip, yeah I be on that shiddit You should see when I’m stuntin′ I flash the stones that be wantin′ (haha!) Push the whip see me rollin′, you can tell that I’m holdin′ I′m just doin′ my thang, you know the units the gang I got my grimey shady with me you front you′ll have to get me Off your ass (yeah!), I pay the lawsuit and laugh (haha!) It′s not a big deal it′s nuttin′ but some cash.. [bring the hook back!]
[ Chorus ]
Who run it? You know, you actin′ like you don′t know I tear the club up fo′ sho This flow is gon′ bring more dough [fifty] And you know but actin′ like you don′t know [g-unit!] Who run it? You know, you actin′ like you don′t know I tear the club up fo′ sho This flow is gon′ bring more dough [yeah!] And you know but actin′ like you don′t know
[ Verse 2 ] [ Eminem ]
When me and fif got together to do this music The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it It′s no pretend shit, it′s friendship, me nemisis is su nemisis Same for him, it′s just media, see to them it′s just images [come on!] But this shit is new gimmicks, this is blood in and blood out (whoooo!) When it′s beef you jus′ gotta know when to butt in and butt out If there′s a problem we solve it, we don′t resolve it It just usually jus′ evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved in it [yeah!] We should all get a merit, as much beef we inherit And wear it like a badge of honor, pass it around and share it And let it go to whoevers holdin′ the most current beef on their shoulders And their soldiers got their backs till it′s over But tonight, we ain′t comin′ here to beef with nobody We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari So it′s shady after-mizz-ath back in that ass, you izz-ass [yeah.. Come on!] Come izzon what kinda fizz-uckin′ question is that.. (haaa!)
[ Chorus ]
Who run it? [you know, you actin′ like you don′t know] I tear the club up fo′ sho [this flow is gon′ bring more dough] And you know but actin′ like you don′t know Who run it? [i said you know, you actin′ like you don′t know] I tear the club up fo′ sho [this flow is gon′ bring more dough] And you know but actin′ like you don′t know {cashis, break it down now!}
[ Verse 3 ] [ Cashis ]
Pistol play, ricochet, see where the victim lay Slumped over bleedin′, JFK HK to your chest plate Cave out and ride till the death, do you rep that way Forever I’ma be a shady 7-4 gangster Plus I survived everything you got in that chamber I thrived off-a danger, jumpin′ in all beef You keep talkin′ shit, now the squad called me.. [Banks!]
[ Verse 4 ] [ Lloyd banks ]
Enough holdin′ back the steam (uh), Em let off a magazine Dappadon cappa-queens, mixed in with Cashis creams (yeah) Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see Tellin′ ain′t my cup of tea, can′t tell I’m a fuckin′ g [uh huh!] I′ma hold a ′matic, when I’m at it, start static and you splattered Shit shattered, I’m a walkin′ bitch magnet [oh!] Spit it how I live it, live it all the way to the limit And I’m always on my pivot for my digits, you dig it.. [come on!]
[ Chorus ]
We run it! You know, you actin′ like you don′t know [whoa!] I tear the club up fo′ sho [fo′ sho!] This flow is gon′ bring more dough [more dough!] And you know but you actin′ like you don′t know [don′t know!] Who run it? You know, you actin′ like you don′t know [yeah!] I tear the club up fo′ sho This flow is gon′ bring more dough And you know but you actin′ like you don′t know Who run it?
[ Outro ] [ Tony Yayo ]
You know what this is.. Shady.. G-unit.. Aftermath.. Lloyd banks.. Cashis.. Marshall Mathers.. Ferrari F-50.. Its a movement.. You can′t stop it.. Talk of New York, Tony Yayo.. Go.......
I′m free as a motherfuckin′ bird I swear, Disappear in thin air, there go Game, nigga where? Posted on the block in them black Airs, In that all black Phantom, hug the block like a bear, Yeah, that V12 is roarin′, Flyin′ through the city with the pedal to the floor then - I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I′m back, Give me a corner - let me serve, Swerve, I′m still dope that′s my word, All I did was the switch the kitchens, Did some tracks on the birds... Irv - Gotti know I′ma murderer, Half these niggas beefin′ with me, I never heard of them, If I was the old me I would murda them Matter fact, if I was the old me - I would Curtis them,
[refrein] 2x You look like you′re in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side
[Eminem] I never would′ve dreamed in a million years I′d see, So many motherfuckin′ 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 Touch, so much anger aimed, in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays, and straight Through your radio waves it plays and plays, ′till it stays stuck in your head for days and [ From: ] Days, who would of thought, standing in this mirror bleachin′ my hair, with some peroxide, Reaching for a t-shirt to wear, that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this, how Could I predict my words would have an impact like this, I must′ve struck a chord, with somebody Up in the office, cause congress keeps telling me I ain′t causin′ nuthin′ but problems, and now They′re sayin′ I′m in trouble with the government, I′m lovin′ it, I shoveled shit all my life, And now I′m dumping it on...
[refrein] 2x You look like you′re in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side
[the game] Cos when the sun come up - from behind the sea, Niggas see me behind the B, E N T. don′t stand for entertainment, Stands for zero to sixty, anybody see where Game went? To the hood, parked crooked behind that chained fence, And I′m going down behind my dogs, but I ain′t Vick! Tell me one album I put out that ain′t sick? No I′m not the Doctor, but I produce the same shit!
[eminem] Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown, Shady lose, Shady Sits on the shelf, but Shady′s cute, Shady knew, Shady′s dimple′s would help, make ladies swoon Baby, {ooh baby}, look at my sales, let′s do the math, if I was black, I would′ve sold half, I Ain′t have to graduate from Lincoln high school to know that, but I could rap, so fuck school, I′m too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin′ studio′s at!
[Refrein] 4x You look like you′re in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side
[Hook: Rihanna] I′m friends with the monster that′s under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You′re trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I′m crazy, yeah, you think I′m crazy
[Verse 1: Eminem] I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek Oh well, guess beggars can′t be choosey Wanted to receive attention for my music Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me For wanting my cake, and eat it too, and wanting it both ways Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated When I blew; see, it was confusing Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (wooh!) Hit the lottery, oh wee With what I gave up to get was bittersweet With this like winning a huge meet Ironic cause I think I′m getting so huge I need a shrink I′m beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith But I′m actually weirder than you think Cause I′m
[Verse 2: Eminem] No, I ain′t much of a poet but I know somebody once told me To seize the moment and don′t squander it Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow So I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from (Yeah, ponder it, do you want this? No wonder you losing your mind, the way it wanders) Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo I think you′ve been wandering off down yonder And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen Cause I need an interventionist To intervene between me and this monster And save me from myself and all this conflict Cause the very thing that I love is killing me and I can′t conquer it My OCD is conking me in the head Keep knocking, nobody′s home, I′m sleepwalking I′m just relaying what the voice in my head′s saying Don′t shoot the messenger, I′m just friends with the
[Hook + Bridge]
[Verse 3: Eminem] Call me crazy, but I have this vision One day that I walk amongst you a regular civilian But until then drums get killed and I′m coming straight at Emcees, blood get spilled and I Take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track Give every kid who got played at Pumped up feeling and shit to say back To the kids who play ′em I ain′t here to save the fucking children But if one kid out of a hundred million Who are going through a struggle feels and then relates that′s great It′s payback, Russell Wilson falling way back In the draft, turn nothing into something, still can make that Straw into gold chump, I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts I am nuts for real, but I′m okay with that It′s nothing, I′m still friends with the
Hey yo, what′s up man? Hey, yo you been here all day man Ya′ll been here every weekend man, I don′t ever get a chance to rap first man! That′s cause you whack! What?!? I ain′t whack nigga, I got some raps for all ya′ll Nigga my raps fresh, I′ma bust my raps first, you can bust yours after me if you want to No no man, I′m going first, I′m getting tired of everybody wanted to go first man You always rap first, I′m rapping I don′t care what none of ya′ll say, I′m fresh, I′m fresh
[Thyme:] Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out man I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know I said who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know
[Verse 1: Eminem] I′ll have you taken back to Christ when you sacrifice The way you acting slice when I tear your back with knifes Jacking life′s of MC′s, now I′m set to launch a plan For blowing up the stage with illegal contraband A stomped your man so unless you want what he got You better set the mic down, I′m steaming like a teapot I′ll make the tea hot, people get in my face and ask If I wanna battle, then I chase them in a Jason mask It′s an amazing task to battle with success I never gave a fuck, now I give a fuck less And in a slug fest I get physical like physicians Invisible like magicians with mystical mic traditions Wicked wizardry, like a sorcerer and no remorse for you When I torture you throughout the course of my orchestra So feel the force of my spiritual images Slicing up an enemy′s appendages till he hemorrhages My skin itches every time a rapper recites And when he′s through with his verse, I′m all covered in flea bites You wanna see fights I got a match for you You couldn′t flip shit playing in toilets with a spatula
[Chorus: Thyme] Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out man I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know
[Verse 2: Eminem] You bitches get a hysterectomy disrespecting me You wanna feel the full effect of me, hand a tech to me Intellectually superior, I′ll make the whack wearier Inferior, deterior rate, like bacteria Materially, killing serially, clearly you′ll see How much in fear when u hear me you′ll be Shiver and shake, quiver and quake Bite a rhyme and rip it off then stiffer and ache, whither and break You slithering snake, gibbering fake, fibbering flake I′ll twist you into a different shape And toss you in Michigan Lake, for fisherman sake If this is a dream you′d wish you can wake Every dis you can take, personal We ain′t friends trying to make amends If you ain′t ever stole a gate you can take a fence I make intense masterpieces and smash to pieces Your last releases, you bad diseases, that′s the reason I′m showing you the proper way to operate a mic So pass it like a hot potato I′ve never been less than clever and fresh Severing flesh of fools who never impressed I can confess
[Chorus: Thyme] Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out man I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic man and said that you can flow? Point him out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and then said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Whhhooo the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out!! I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Ayo let me get that mic manЕ Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Who the fuck passed you the mic, who the fuck passed you the mic!! I got the rhymes bitch, I′ll kick that shit
"Morning, Marshall." "Morning, doc." "So we′re discharging you today, how are you feeling?" "Anxious." "Anxiety?" "Well, anxious to get home, anxious to get back into the world. Nervous." "Nervous? C′mon, Marshall, you′re a big boy now. Sounding like a bit of a baby, you can do this. You found a sponsor yet?" "Um, not yet. I mean, but when I get back" "Well, if you find one, you find one. If you don′t, you don′t." "Well, yeah, I mean I godda start going to meetings first and... Wait, what?" "Well, you don′t absolutely have to go to meetings and it′s not like like a requirement that they fit into your shedule, we know you′re a busy person." "But I thought variety was the most important thing?" "So what else are you thinking?" "Um, well, I know I godda start practising the steps, and I mean learning them, and start being able to apply them." "Steps?" "Yeah, steps." "There′s a lot of them, aren′t there? "Well, twelve." "Christ, I don′t even know them all." "Really?" "Anything else?" "Um, well, I mean the only other question I have was like, what do I do if I find myself in a situation where maybe somebody is drinking around me or something like that and I get tempted to?" "Take a drink." "What?" "Take a drink and y′know, take the edge off." "Take the edge off? Man, if I ever take a drink I already know what that′s gonna lead me to." "What, you mean these?" *shakes pills* "Man, what the fuck!?" "Marhsall, what′s the matter, darling? Having some doubts already? Marshall, you can′t leave me, you′ll never leave me, Marshall. We′ll always be together, Marshall. Marshall...? Marshall!? "No, no, no, no, NO!"
[eminem] Yo At birth I was born with the biggest middle finger on earth The first time I went to stick it up the shit hurt Moms wouldn′t take it, the bitch still hates me One day she said, go rake leaves, I said, make me! I′m proud to announce I was probably the first kid Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth Arguing with me and mom was on-going She called law enforcement when I broke the law mower The slut gave me a truck when I turned sixteen I went to start it and it screamed, please fix me! Back then, when will smith was still the fresh prince And him and jeff were still best friends, I guess then I decided to cut class to rap full time And get the fuck outta the fake school and rhyme Anybody who thinks this fuckin attitude is a gimmick Come and see me, see if I don′t live up to this image Break shit!
(scratched) (4x): No...you hear me! you go to hell!
[parl yams] Yo, y′all rappers have never learned That′s why I′m fuckin wit y′all Run around telling niggas they can fuck wit parl I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven Walk around ripping on niggas madder than james evans My left hand′s sharp it moves freestyle ultra Slap my dick like kool keith Fuck like you stole from me, and rules the streets I don′t wanna have to fuck you up, so cool cease Parl yams be the chosen thug What I spit be cold juice like a fruitful hug Run the streets while you′re stuck at home My temper life bushwick bill fucker leave me the fuck alone I′ve been jealous since niggas was windmillin′ These cats just started to rhyme, my pen′s spillin′ And moms just told me to act, I′ve been wheelin′ So boy just slow your deck, I′ve been stealin′ I wet rappers cause it′s me and em I guess I just ain′t give a fuck like eminem Burglarize take busts with the slugs Come in your window like (? ? ? ) and bustin′ your club Put the heat up I teach them niggaz what to suck And my young lords, when to stand up and light the dutch
(scratched) (4x): No...you hear me! you go to hell!
[eminem] I ended my last show with a horse swingin′ a lasso Drunk with the asshole ripped out of an old bathrobe Cause I don′t give a fuck, you better understand that Two zantacs I give a fuck if I sound whack Billboard, drugs is what I kill for I′m happy gilmore, you slip me anything in pill form I′m in to mingle but I plan to stay single Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my face wrinkle Sike, I′m 24 thursday; six more birthdays And I′m blowin my brains out when I′m thirty As long as my heart beats i′ma keep tryin to see How much speed I can eat before I fall the fuck asleep So I′m the rapper, he′s the dj I′m the one thats got the six year old nephew screamin f/u/c/k So jeff, give me a scratch (scratched: no!) Y′all can kiss my ass until your lips stick to my pants
(scratched) (5x): No...you hear me! you go to hell!
Oh! My Goodness! What have I done! Oh no! I can′t believe it! It′s like... I′ve got, the whole, world, in my palms! And I′m ready to drop
[Verse 1]
Welcome to the Slim Shady Mecca, Rebecca It′s the village in New York Right next to the TriBeCa That′s my sector Homosexual dissector Come again, rewind selector
I said nice rectum I had a vasectomy, Hector So you can′t get pregnant if I buy sex and erect ya′ Hannibal Lecter into guy sex And I bet ya′ I tantalize ya′ And in less than 5 seconds I get ya′ They say once bitten and twice shy will lie Next to the guy with Nine ecstasy pills and 5 extra Boxes of ripped condoms and quantities Why yes sir I took the rest of the Lunesta pills from my dresser
That′s my kind of vibe, what else should I try, Lester Drop kicked the bitch before her second trimester Performed a home-abortion with Dexter then I guess I′ll dig a fetus out with a wire hanger then digest her
[Chorus]
I Guess it′s Time For you To hate me again
Let′s begin now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end The world is just my medicine ball, you′re all in I said
I Guess it′s Time For you To hate me again
Let′s begin now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end My medicine ball, you′re in my medicine ball, friends
[Verse 2]
All my West side bitches throw it up... Put a balloon inside your pussy Weep and blow it up Man I think that he just fell off the Deep End, sure enough So you better change the station to keep From throwing up Man you′ve seen it all before Your all too familiar wit′ it There′s a penis on the floor And two balls So you know who did it
You know you wit′ it, girl Don′t front Oh no you didn′t I won′t rape all the Pussycat Dolls Nicole, you kiddin′? I′ll pee on Rihanna, see man I′ll do what I wanna Spray perfume in a sauna Run Crazy Glue and Madonna To the La-Z-Boy sofa Fold her in two then sit on her
Imagine the visual for that, man Who woulda thought I Could ever be such a relentless Prick unleashing his angers(?) But the chick′s so old She looks like she out-lived a life sentence I never meant this Line to be so offensive If you weren′t so defensive It wouldn′t be You′re so sensitive
[Chorus]
I Guess it′s Time For you To hate me again
Let′s begin now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end The world is just my medicine ball, you′re all in I said
I Guess it′s Time For you To hate me again
Let′s begin now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end My medicine ball, you′re in my medicine ball, friends
[Verse 3]
Put Christopher Reeves on a Unicycle with a kickstand Kick it up and push him and lead him Right into quicksand Here, you need a hand, big man? Grab hold of this branch With both hands Man, they don′t understand I′m just a sick man Now everybody′s pissed at me Like it′s my fault This name rhymes with so many different words Geez So one last time, Mr. Christopher Reeves Won′t you break it down for me And just spit the verse, please!
[Eminem As Christopher Reeves]
Eminem, I′m coming to kill you Always hated you and I still do You′ll never fill my shoes, my Superman costume Doesn′t even fit you They don′t feel you You′re taking this shit too far Who do you think you are Hang my suit up in the armoire Everyday I hate you more and more Throw down the cardboard Let′s breakdance if you think you′re hardcore
[Chorus]
I Guess it′s Time For you To hate me again
Let′s begin now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end The world is just my medicine ball, you′re all in I said
I Guess it′s Time For you To hate me again
Let′s begin now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end My medicine ball, you′re in my medicine ball, friends
Yo I got an idea Let me go grab Sticky right quick
**sounds of steps**
Hey yo Stick, Stick
[Sticky]
Yo Slim Shady Yo I just had like a nightmah.. Wait it wasn′t like a nightmare It was like a good dreah.. Well it wasn′t a good.. (What was it?) Hey yo I just had a crazy dream man (What?) Yo, yo I dreamed I was white! (Ohhh)
Chorus: Eminem
If he was white What if he was white? What if he was white? What - If - He - Was - White? What if he was white? What if he was white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white?
Verse One : Sticky Fingaz
Yo, yo What if I was white skin the same color as cocaine? Blond hair, blue eyes The whole shibang I know one thing Police wouldn′t always be watching me Pull me over for nothing, constantly jockin me (Can I get your autograph?) Yellow cabs in the cities that stop for me I wouldn′t need caladeral to buy property If I was white Wouldn′t matter if I was rich or poor SECURITY wouldn′t follow me around the store Like I′d steal something (Maybe he might of stole something) Because I′m black I rob And automatically assume I ain′t got no job On my own land I feel like an immigrant If I was white I wouldn′t thought O.J. was innocent (He did it)
Chorus: Eminem
If I was white What if he was white? What if he was white? (Yo think about that) What if he was white, white, white, white, he was white (for a minute) What if he was white? What if he was (What if he was white?) white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white? (What if he was white?) What if he was white? What if he was white? What - If - He - Was - White? What if you were white? (what if he was white?) What if he was white, white, white, white, white,(STICKyyyy what if you were white?) white, white, white, white, white?
Verse Two: Sticky Fingaz
If I was white It would be a different world for me If I was white (ummmmmmmm?) What shade would I be? Would I be Redneck or Skinhead, prepi or high class? YOU PROBABLY LIVE IN A TRAILERPARK AND BE WHITE TRASH! In any case that be ill shit right? (Yep) But there′s a good and bad out of being white You can′t say the N word without starting a fight (What′s UP MY BROTHER?) True dance it′ll be, I had two left feet Even if I was white Plaque still have a ghetto shit (How you doing?) Is it a minfo Or do I really have a little dick (Nah, it′s true!) If I was white I would probably listen to hardcore rock and covered my ears when ever I heard Hip Hop (Ahhhhhhhhhhhh)
Chorus: Eminem
If he was white What if he was white? What if he was white? (What if he was white?) What if he was white, white, white, white, he was white What if he was white? What if he was white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white? (What if he was white?) What if he was white? What if he was white? What if he was white, white, white, white, he was white(ummmmmmmm?) What if he was white? (What if you were white?) What if he was white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white? (What if he was white?)
Verse Three: Sticky Fingaz
Yo,yo,yo, if I was white I probably wouldn′t even think the same I watched Tennis and golf and bet on Hockey games (Red Wings Man) Wear suit and ties and go to work everyday If I was white I couldn′t live around my way In it probably wouldn′t never even been an Onyx shit I be serice sippin vadka and tonixs Smokin on them all on a marboral instead of a nueport I live in Long Island Instead of New York If I was white I probably couldn′t dunk Cuz everybody knows white man can′t jump (Nope!) And probably wouldn′t be able to go to the trees spots Cuz all the niggas trend think I was a cop
Chorus: Eminem
If he was white What if he was white? What if he was white? What - If - He - Was - White?(Yo you can′t say that) What if he was white What if he was white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white? What if you were white? What if he was white? What - If - He - Was - White? What if he was white? What if he was white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white? If he was white? What if he was white? What if he was white (What would you do if you were white?) What - If - He - Was - White? (What if you were white?) white, white, white, white, white, white, (What if you were white!!!!) white, white, white, white? What if he was white? What if he was white? white, white, white, white, white? What if he was white white, white, white, white, white, white, white, white?
I dont know why this world keep turning Round and Round But I wish it would stop, and let me off right now
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
[Eminem:] I hang with a bunch of hippies and wacky tobacco planters Who swallow lit roaches and 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 thizhead, 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 (RARRRR!) 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, its too late to tell me stop While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop
[Chorus:] As the World Turns These are the days of our lives These are the things that we must go through Day by day
[Eminem:] 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 Its almost dark and I′m still tryna nail a trailor park bitch I met a slut and said "What up, its 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 Thats 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, its 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, lets see who gets the best!" Stuffed that shit in crooked and fucked that fat slut to death (Ahh!! Ahhh!) Come here bitch! Come here! Take this motherfuckin dick! Bitch, come here!
[Chorus]
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
Here′s the story, of a little boy. Growin′ up in a suburban home, Trying to cope with everyday life, Who lives in a little house, That was built, in the middle of the street. "Hey, Mom! Tupac′s on the juke box, so what he shot two cops, and raped a little girl, while two dudes watched," "Nuh-uh! They were tryin′ to frame him, You wouldn′t have Two Pack Shaker," "No! That ain′t how you say his name, mum! You′re so lame, Don′t you know anything?" "Yeah! I know that you′ll probably go, and join in a gang," "Yeah, right. Im out Where′s my fuckin′ walkman at?" "Stop cussin′ at me!" "Shut up, bitch!" "And quit talking black." Well, Slammed the door and I′m out, Now, what? It′s probably warm in the house. Fuck, I forgot my jacket, forgot it was winter. I′m gettin′ thinner, I′m hungry. Is Mom cookin′ dinner? "Mom! Let me back in! I forgot my coat. Mom, come on, I′m not playin′, It′s cold! Alright, sorry. I need a jacket, Mom, look, My Tupac tape, I just cracked it, Ma, please let me back in, It is Two Pack Shaker, I just asked him." I′m freezin′, (achoo) I′m sneezin′, I′m breathin′ too much cold air, I′m wheezin′, "I ain′t did nothin′, I didn’t say "I′m leavin′," I said "I′m goin′ on the front porch to get somethin′,"" (scissors cutting) "Alright, here. Take your damn coat and leave," "Finaly!, Mom! You cut off the sleaves!" (Chorus 4x)
Our house, In the middle of the street. One, two, three, My teacher′s two faced, She went to lower my school grades, Since Last Tuesday, I had a toothache, from kool-aid, So Mom kicked me out, (get out) And, all i had in my suitcase, Was one shoelace, A tube sock, and a tube of toothpaste, Sometimes, It was cool, "cause I could go to a friend′s, Crash there, Fool around and just skip school. But other times, I′d rather just be home, In my own room alone, Read my shit and nobody would know, My little brother sucked on a bottle, ′Til he was six, So I′d hide it inside the couch, And say "I don′t know where it is," But as soon as Mom found it, I would either be grounded, or kicked out the house, a thousand weeks,. and still countin′, Even when I was underage, Mom was tellin′ cops, I was tryin′ to run away, I told her, "Someday, bitch, you′re gonna pay," Please, Mom, Please, Mom, Please, Mom, I wanna stay, (let me stay)
(Chorus 4x)
My brother′s incoherint, Mom′s a single parent, Who ain′t carin′, Starin′ through me, Like I′m transparent, Made it clear, That I was just there, to run an errands, Told her friends, I was a son from her last marriage, Sent me up to the little corner store, with a little note, "Please, sell my step-son, Some cigarettes so I can smoke," One time, I tried to fake sick, To get attention, Back-fired, Mom, sent me to school, With a vengence, My life′s the worst thing that could ever happen to me, I go to class, and every teacher′s always laughin′ at me, And Mom says white rappers are laughed at. Not only that, She heard me upstairs, I can′t rap, and I′m stupid, I never make an average, of a B+, I need to sit on my ass and sue people, Like she does, One time, I got food poison, From a hot dog, Mom sued and got $2,000, From Ballpark, "Hey, Ma. You got a dollar?" "I don′t think so. Now keep an eye on your brother, I′m goin′ to bingo." "But, Mom. You said you were broke." "Who said? You got your ears messed up, from that damn rap music."
[Eminem] This muthafucka man... [Berman] It′s ridiculous! I can′t believe it!! Hold on... Em... [Eminem] What up? [Berman] Have a seat…Dre, I′ll call you back [Eminem] What now??? [Berman] I don′t even know where to start [Eminem] Okay... [Berman] I got the album from upstairs... [Eminem] And... [Berman] And this is BY FAR, THE MOST,... [Gunshot] Incredible thing... I′ve ever... heard...
[Funk Flex] Y′knahmean shout to Shady Records My man Eminem, D-12, Paul Rosenberg Shout to Jimmy Iovine, Steve Stoute Funk Flex, 60 Minutes of fuckin Funk nigga, Volume FOUR! ONE!!
[Chorus: Eminem] My words are weapons I use ′em to crush my opponents My words are weapons I never show no emotion My words are weapons I use ′em to kill whoever′s steppin to me My words are like weaponry on a record ----- My words are weapons I use ′em to crush my opponents These words are weapons I never did show no emotion My words are weapons I use ′em to kill whoever′s steppin to me My words are like weaponry on a record
[Eminem] Yo, the rage I release on a page is like a demon unleashed in a cage Lunatic, soon as I hit the stage My mind is like a fuckin stick of dynamite Onen I get behind the mic it′s like the wick is lit you bitches die tonight My nine is like a guidin light at night shinin bright My fuckin grip is tighter than my wife′s vagina, psych These cock-suckin cops got my Smith-N-Wesson I guess it′s time to pick a different weapon, man the shit′s depressin But Swift is getting me a new one for a Christmas present (Swift: "Come on Slim, let′s go and teach this fuckin bitch a lesson") They managed to confiscate the pistol that I brandish But my plan is to use this bullshit to my advantage Shady stay creative baby hold your head up, don′t you let up one bit on these motherfuckin suckers you′re a soldier +GET UP+ STAND UP FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, LONG AS YOU BREATHIN THEY JEALOUS OF YOU MAN THAT′S THE ONLY REASON THEY BEEFIN!
[Chorus]
[Swifty McVeigh] It′s that Dirty Dozen renegade You done pulled the pin out my grenade .38′sll move your shit up out the way You niggas wont forget about McVeigh; you got somethin to say? Let it out today or watch these bullets spray from these ten black fingers huggin these deadly millimeters that′ll make Jeff Dahmer′s look like he caught a misdemeanor See I′m +Dirty+, so I ain′t gotta buy a pistol cleaner An official beater, don′t let me see you with yo′ heater You gets whipped with it, tell them motherfuckers Swift did it You packin somethin special in your crib then bitch get it I′m physically fitted to run yo′ digits, I′m hostile (uh-huh) with this Roscoe pointed up your nostrils You get splitted and guess what, I′m blowin up the hospital and wouldn′t give a fuck if you a cop or a hoe I′m Hannibal Lector, the spinal cord disconnector Findin whores to lock ′em up in motels to inject ′em
[Chorus]
[Bizarre] I′m eatin crews like I′m Hannibal There′s no way I can be the gay rapper (Eminem: Why not?) I only fuck animals (Oh! Ha-ha) Stupid trick got my dick startin to itch Went to my mother′s grave site, called her a stupid bitch One on one in this bloodsport I′m in divorce court, sold my bitch off a pack of Newports (Your honor!) Six times I been arrested; how would you feel if you was a Jehovah witness that always got molested? (It happens) I′m smokin dank drikin drank I can′t have any kids cause I′m fuckin shootin blanks! Don′t you know Bizarre don′t give a fuck?! Nicole′s a whore - I′m glad O.J. murdered the slut (uhh!) Responsibility - I′m negligent Bill Clinton′s a fag, should be stabbed Let Richard Simmons be the President (ohh HEYY!!) Call me a weirdo, call me Bi-zarre while I stick it up yo′ ass while you shittin diarrhea
[announcer] Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old. Fed up with life and the way things are going, he decides to rob a liquor store. ("I can′t take this no more, I can′t take it no more homes") But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart. And suddenly, his conscience comes into play... ("Shit is mine, I gotta do this.. gotta do this")
[Dr. Dre] Alright, stop! (Huh?) 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 motherfuckin conscience
[Eminem] That′s nonsense! Go in and 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
[Dr. Dre] 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
[Eminem] 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?
[Dr. Dre] 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..)
[sound of static]
("It′s alright c′mon, just come in here for a minute") ("Mmm, I don′t know!") ("Look baby..") ("Damn!") ("Yo, it′s gonna be alright, right?") ("Well OK..")
[announcer] Meet Stan, twenty-one years old. ("Give me a kiss!") After meeting a young girl at a rave party, things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom. Once again, his conscience comes into play... ("Shit!")
[Eminem] Now listen to me, while you′re kissin her cheek and smearin 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? (Uh huh!) Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare Til she passes out and 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..
[sound of static] [pickup idling, radio playing]
[announcer] 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?!?!") ("Grady!!")
[Eminem] Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin While you at work she′s with some dude tryin to get off?! FUCK slittin her throat, CUT THIS BITCH′S HEAD OFF!!!
[Dr. Dre] 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 But think about the baby before you get all crazy
[Eminem] 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 from somebody who slapped DEE BARNES??!
[Eminem] Uhhh-aahh! Temper temper! Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? Mr. AK comin′ straight outta Compton y′all better make way? How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?
[Dr. Dre] Cause he don′t need to go the same route that I went Been there, done that.. aw fuck it... What am I sayin? Shoot em both Grady, where′s your gun at?
[Eminem] I want you to understand something that when I come up in this b-tch I want the fans jumping, I want the fist pumping in the air, I don’t look like a millionnaire, but I feel like a million bucks, ladies wont ya fill your cups, Shady’s come to fill ya up, if your a D or a C cup you can even be a B its just me and DRE you’ll be in the ER we’ll be strapped with so much TNT, we may blow no not even CPR from the EMT could help you to resuscitate you busters must be flustered wait you cant cut the mustard, whats your problem can’t you bust a grape, whats my name, shady came and just crushed the game, its really not even fair to them, cos they pale in comparisons so much they might aswell wear a skin, dont you just wish you could share his pen cos this sh-ts getting embarrassing, the fog is thickening the air is thin, cos he wont even let them try to breathe, da da di di da di dee, he makes it look so easy, girl you just hit the lottery,
[Chorus] now this should be the part of the song that they drop the needle on, and hell breaks loose, try to restrain us you cant contain us, we still gonna make a stink no matter what we do, everywhere we go it seems were looking for any excuse to just cut loose, so this should be the part of the song that they drop the needle on and hell breaks loose,
[Dr Dre] This is when sh-ts hits the fan, like it just splattered on stan this is the only moment that matters, ya homie rolled in with Mathers, like chaos erupts Em’s in back Dre’s in the front so do what we say at once this songs like a Seance, it haunts,
[Eminem] It makes em stay in a trance no choice they have to dance,
[Dr Dre] Its like the play-off just making sure that we stay in the hunt take a day off of what man you better lay off the blunts you must be smoking something you think I aint smoking nothing stay off my nuts, now hit the floor baby time to wipe away all the rust, shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose, yeah girl shake that caboose I don’t wanna see you try to make no excuse, DRE is on the loose, A Mongoose when its comes to the chronic use, you know I can’t stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals, we come through like a pack of wolves, so we came here to retract the roof, yeah man aint that the truth, girl your man’s back in the booth definitely back up in this b-tch, this is when all hell breaks loose,
[Chorus] now this should be the part of the song that they drop the needle on, and hell breaks loose, try to restrain us you cant contain us, we still gonna make a stink no matter what we do, everywhere we go it seems were looking for any excuse to just cut loose, so this should be the part of the song that they drop the needle on and hell breaks loose,
[Eminem] Now I know your feeling discouraged but homie just mark my words, A murderer in the flow, liquid courage im finna blow as soon as we hit the door power surges head to toe I’m sure to push it as far as words are meant to go, we’re in the indigo Winnebago with tinted windows, ferocious as we proceed to beat up the block widcha hoe, with speakers knocking its 3 0 clock me and Doc then proceed to drop E and hop out the vehicle and knock on your door,
[Dr Dre] Yeah so let us in ‘fore we huff and puff and we blow, we aint bluffin for nothing we’ll knock the stuffing out ya revenge is so sweet, move til ya injure ya feet yeah move or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably, pass up on that lil cute chick right there, that would be pretty damn stupid to me born and raised in the CPT, yeah Los Angeles who’s in the streets, them haters hating on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep, keep that deuce deuce in the seat, Dre fall off thats news to me,
[Chorus] now this should be the part of the song that they drop the needle on, and hell breaks loose, try to restrain us you cant contain us, we still gonna make a stink no matter what we do, everywhere we go it seems were looking for any excuse to just cut loose, so this should be the part of the song that they drop the needle on and hell breaks loose
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]
[Eminem] 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
[Chorus 2X]
[Bizarre] 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
[Chorus 2X]
[Eminem] 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
Oh yeah this is Eminem baby back up in that motherfucking ass One time for your mother fucking mind we represent the 313 You know what I′m saying? cause they don′t know shit about this For the 9 6
Verse 1: Ayo my pen and paper cause a chain reaction To get your brain relaxin cause they be actin maniac in action A brainiac in fact son you mainly lack attraction You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks spun My rhyming skills got you climbing hills I travel through your mind until you spine like siren drills
I′m sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants
With some ex rappers till their spinal column disconnects We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smoke This is the season for noise pollution contamination Examination of more cartoons than animation My lamination of narration Hit′s a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation When I declare invasion, there ain′t no time to be stare and gazing I turn the stage into a barren wasteland... I′m Infinite
Chorus: You heard of hell well I was sent from it I went to it′s surface and sentenced for murdering instruments Now I′m trying to repent from it But when I hear the beat I′m tempted to make another attempt at it... I′m Infinite
Verse 2: Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense of your elite defense I got to meet the fence fruit was stompin at your feet to rinse I greet intensive ladies, I spoil all your fans I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil bands My coil hands around this microphone lethal One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people MC′s are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium Battle a band of phony MC′s and stand the only one Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator There′s never been a greater since the burial of Jesus Fuck around and catch all of the venereal diseases My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces My accapella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite
Chorus: You heard of hell well I was sent from it I went to it′s surface and sentenced for murdering instruments Now I′m trying to repent from it But when I hear the beat I′m tempted to make another attempt at it... I′m Infinite
Verse 3: Man I got evidence I′m never dense and I been clever ever since My residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-O So I′m assuming all responsibility Cause there′s a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC′s Mic messaler, slamming like a wrestler Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler No one is speacialer, My skill is intergalactical I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew back to school I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn′t practical I′d rather led a tactful, tractical, track for your fancy In fact I can′t see, or can′t imagine A man who ain′t a lover of beats or a fan of scratching This is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam Plus the man who never had a plan B Be all you can be, cause once you make an instant hit I′m tense to be tempted when I see the sins my friends commit... I′m Infinite
Chorus: You heard of hell well I was sent from it I went to it′s surface and sentenced for murdering instruments Now I′m trying to repent from it But when I hear the beat I′m tempted to make another attempt at it... I′m Infinite You heard of hell well I was sent from it I went to it′s surface and sentenced for murdering instruments Now I′m trying to repent from it But when I hear the beat I′m tempted to make another attempt at it... I′m Infinite
[Eminem]Intro Make my vocals sound sexy, Come on man, come on man, okaaaay,
[Chorus] It feels so wrong, does it feel so right? But its alright, it′s okay with me. I′ll do my steps all by myself, I don′t need nobody to play with me, But if you just give me a chance, I can put you in a trance the way I dance . But don′t nobody wanna play with me so I′m taking my ball and going home (home).
[Verse 1] Im that guy man, shove a dime up in my hind end, And crush it with my butt muscles as I cut vocals, Slut poke holes in your shirt jump in mud puddles, While I stomp mud holes in your ass girl lets cuddle, Blood curdling on your girdle whatll, I do for my next trick Im feeling wonderful, I think I might just do something a little less subtle, Shove a fucking Tonka truck up a little kids butt hole, Feel the wrath of a psychopath slash Ambassador, of the Valentines Day massacre slash assassin, I slash her in ass with an icicle and leave her in a blood bath while I, Put a catheter in and jump in the bath with her, In my Spider-Man mask just imagine, The fun I can have with a strap on, Stick up a Kim Kardashians ass, And make the bitch run a triathlon, Are those pistachios? Damn id like to have some, Laying on the patio man rolling a fat one, Shady drop the magic marker put the cap on, Goddamn man are you that much of an asshole.
[Chorus] It feels so wrong, does it feel so right? But its alright, it′s okay with me. I′ll do my steps all by myself, I don′t need nobody to play with me, But if you just give me a chance, I can put you in a trance the way I dance . But don′t nobody wanna play with me so I′m taking my ball and going home (home).
[Verse 2] I′m like Houdini, Tuck my teeny, eenie, weenie between each, one of my thighs and make it disappear like Houdini. Make this shit disappear like Tara Ried in a bikini, Believe me homie you don′t know the meaning of a meanie. They call me the fruit loop from Jupiter, I′m tryna maneuver the hoover up in your poop shoot, don′t move or ya, Might get it stuck up so fuckin′ far up in your uvula, You ain′t gonna know what he was tryna do to your gloutius. Totally tubular, sniffin′ glue through a tube in the studio, Now who do ya think is more fruitier? Weenier′s smothered in peanut butter, Pudding on the tube of your eye shadow, And that′d look nice, you shoulda seen it mother. I think I put a piece of art on my Visa card, Then I′ll go beat Mischa Barton with some pleasing art?(i have no fucking idea) And mosy on over to Rosie O′Donnell′s, with McDonald′s, Jump in her lap and watch the Sopranos.
[Chorus] It feels so wrong, does it feel so right? But its alright, it′s okay with me. I′ll do my steps all by myself, I don′t need nobody to play with me, But if you just give me a chance, I can put you in a trance the way I dance . But don′t nobody wanna play with me so I′m taking my ball and going home (home).
[Verse 3] Shady what′re ya doin′ chewin′ on a human? Grab an aluminum bat and hide a clue in the back room, And assumin′ the fact that that dude′s in the back room, Usin′ the bathroom, vacuumin′ a raccoon, Skewin′ a rat, a cat, screwin′ a baboon. You shouldn′t ask, "What is he doin′ with that broom?". You should be glad he ain′t leave you full of stab wounds, You in a trance, I′m back doing my dance, ooh. But they′re afraid I might get Sarah Palin, By the hair and make her wear a bathin′ suit and take her parasailin′. Shady why do you gotta pick on the lady for, Why you make her read 84 bed time stories to you and baby-tard? ′Cause I′m scared, there′s monsters under my bed, Kelly Pickler hid my juicebox under my bassinet, No wonder my ass is wet, my diaper needs to be changed, Do you like graffiti dike? Well I can pee-pee and write your name.
[Chorus] It feels so wrong, does it feel so right? But its alright, it′s okay with me. I′ll do my steps all by myself, I don′t need nobody to play with me, But if you just give me a chance, I can put you in a trance the way I dance . But don′t nobody wanna play with me so I′m taking my ball and going home (home).
[Outro] Fine...Nobody wants to play with me? Fuck you then...Bitch... Guys are always mean to me anyways... All they do is rub gum in my hair and stuff... You guys are going to make me sad...Im crying.. Im gunna tell my mom...MOMMMMMMMM...
Must be the Ganja it′s the marihuana thats creeping upon me while I′m so high maybe it′s the hindi that has gotten in me whatever′s got into me I don′t mind
Yea, (oh, oh), yea yea, oh
I feel like dancing I feel like dancing
I smell something in the air thats making me (high) I said I smell something in the air thats making me high
ok here we go, do-re-mi-fa-so, fa so la di fa so lyrical rise flow, give back the Tabasco you mother fuckers musta not know the tic tac songs time to show you the mo kick ass flow in the cosmos Picasso with a pick axe a sick asshole she tac toe frozen six pack with exacto knives, strangling wives with pig lasso few bags of the the grass, zig zags, im with the doc so you know how that go, skull and the crossbones this is poison, the boys and girls who do not know you do not want to try this at home my novato (novice) this is neither the time or the place to get macho so crack a six pack, sit back with some nachos maybe some popcorn, and watch the show and just rock slow it′s not what you expected, tho what you thought though bout time to you wake the fuck up smell the pot smoke
it must be the ganja it′s the marijuana thats creeping upon me while I′m so high maybe it′s the hindi that has gotten in me whatever′s gotten into me I don′t mind
it must be the Ganja it′s the marijuana what′s creeping upon me while I′m so high maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me whatever′s got into me I don′t mind
your dreams of getting fulfilled, I am literally getting the chills spitting at will, me and Dre have just finished splitting a pill you′re submitting to skill, sitting still, I′m admitting, I′m beginning to feel like I don′t think anyone′s real, faced with a dilemma, I can be Dali Llama and become a bin gramma a step beyond a Jeffrey Dahmer please don′t upset me mama, you lookin sexy mama, don′t know if this the lala or the rum and pepsi mama don′t want to end up inside my refrigerator freezer, be used as extra topping the next time I make a pizza how many people you know can name every serial killer who ever existed in a row, put em in chronological order beginning with Jack the Ripper, name the time and place from the body the bag the zipper, location of the woods where the body was dragged and then dumped, the trunk that they were stuffed in, the model the make the plate and which motel which lake they found her in, and how they attacked the victim, say which murder weapon was used to do what and which one, which knife and which gun, which kid, what wife or which nun?, No stop I like this it′s fun, the fuckin night′s just begun.
it must be the ganja it′s the marijuana that′s creeping upon me while I′m so high maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me whatever′s gotten into me I don′t mind
it must be the Ganja it′s the marijuana what′s screeping upon me while I′m so high maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me whatever′s got into me I don′t mind
when I′m behind a mic dynamite is what its kinda like get stuck with that same stick that you′re trying to light behind the boards is Dre, legends are made this way isn′t it safe to say, this is the way it should be? maybe you need some lyric syrup sign for your symptoms heres a dosage of the antidote now you give him some, he can give her some, she can give him some get behind a lynn drum, make up a beat and kill the sucka syndrome you′re spitting drama when it comes to lyrics and penance I′m starting from scratch and then ending up at the end ending up capable of bringing a bullets a still unbelievable bullets a titanium brain that′s full of, surprises when the smoke rises right before your very own eyes you stare into your stereos high good evening, this ain′t even a weed thing, I didn′t even smoke anything , I didn′t even drink anything
it must be the ganja it′s the marijuana that′s screeping upon me while I′m so high maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me whatever′s gotten into me I don′t mind
it must be the Ganja it′s the marijuana that′s screeping upon me while I′m so high maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me whatever′s got into me I don′t mind
Yeah.. Ya Know?.. Critics Man Critics Never Got Nothin Nice To Say man You know the one thing I notice about critics man? Is.. critics never ask me how my day went Well imma tell em
Verse 1: Yesterday my dog died, I hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow Said next time you blow up try to spit a flow You wanna criticize dog try a little mo Im so tired of this I could blow, fire in the hole Im fired up so fire up the lighter and the dro Better hold on a little tighter here I go Flows tighter, hot headed as ghostrider Cold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in the snow So ya better get to blowin in flow rider inside of a lowrider with no tires in the hole Why am I like this? why is winter cold Why is it when I talk im so biased to the hose (host?) Listen dog christmas is off this is as soft as it gets This isnt gob this is a blister in the salt Those are your wounds this is the salt So get lost Shit dissin me is just like pissin off the wizard of oz Wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws with it Grab the scissors and saws and Cut out your livers gizzards and balls Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jaws So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw Then discribe how it tasted like dessert to us all Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog
Hook: You on fire Thats how ya know your on a roll Cause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses cold Your on fire Man im so fuckin sick I got ambulances pullin me over and shit Your on fire Ya need to stop drop and roll cause when you say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the blow Your on fire.. your on fire
Verse 2: I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses if you mistook the for a song, look This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook That the crook just took over so book Run as fast as you can, stop writin and kill it Im lightning in a skillet your a fuckin flash in a pan I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin a fan Mr mathers is the man Yeah im pissed but I would rather take this energy and stash it in a can Come back and whip your ass with it again Salivas like sufiric acid in your hand itll eat through anything metal the ass of iron man Turn him into plastic so for you to think that you could stand a fuckin chance is assanine Yeah ask the nine man Hit a blind man with a coloring book and told him color inside the lines or get hit widda fine crayon Fuck it I aint playin Pull up in a van and hop out at a homeless man holdin a sign sayin Vietnam vet.. im out my fuckin mind man Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand So if I seem a little mean to you this aint savage you aint never seen the brew You wanna get graphic we can go the scenic route You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut boo (?) Sayin you sick quit playin you prick dont nobody care Then why the fuck am I yellin at air I aint even talkin to noone cause aint nobody there Nobody will fuckin test me cause these hos wont even dare Im wastin punchlines but I got so many to spare I just thought of another one that might go here Naw dont waste it save it psycho yeah Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair
Hook: You on fire Thats how ya know your on a roll Cause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses cold Your on fire Man im so hot my motherfuckin firetrucks on fire homie Your on fire Ya need to stop drop and roll cause when you say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the blow Your on fire.. your on fire Your on fire
[Intro: Eminem] Good morning. Haha, wake your mother fuckin asses up. Y′all with us or what? Well come on then, you know what time it is. Stop sleepin′ on my group bitch!
[Eminem] For whatever it′s worth it′s worth me havin my ass whipped Cause I′ma have the last lift that ever gets ass squished I just can′t get past these little pissants That wanna be rauny bad asses so bad And they so mad they can′t stand it Cause we can and they can′t spit And they can′t handle it like a man And that′s when it just happens And I snap and it′s a wrap, and it′s a scrap an then it isn′t crap is it? Hip-Hop isn′t a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shit Maybe I′m old fashioned but my passion Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a slappin ′. Believe me I′d much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I′m pissed now But it all depends on just how far it get′s took on the mic Cause I′m tellin you right now your not gonna like it Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I′m pullin you with me You poke a stick at a big boy you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty! I′m the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I′m gone Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!) I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me?
[Eminem - Chorus] Come on an everybody come on an Kick your shoes off mother fuckers come on an Cause we get it on an till the break of dawn an Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin Cause we ain′t leavin till 6 in the mornin So have sing along with the words to the song an If you don′t know the words an you can′t sing along an Fake like you know ′em motherfuckin an join in Everybody come on an
[Swifty] Its in the media, epitomy of a beef starter In a party with heat it′s hard to keep me without one Fuck slugs I′m walkin gloves with a shotgun Constantly popin slugs they hot son, better not run The bosses of all bosses a holocaust to whoever ain′t concious In a house full of dog shit, I′ma gothic death project, you stop breathin You die quicker than mach speed without bleedin It ain′t about what you readin When you meet me better speak like a season′s greetings Either that or we′ll be beefin free when You niggaz need a ′E′ just to speak shit! Your leader is a botique bitch Keep the heater where you can reach quick I snipe you with it and we won′t even keep it a secret Nigga I did it from a mind of a mental patient When glocks wave you can save that conversation for satan You brave?
[Chorus]
[Kuniva] Yo yo I heard you niggas don′t like us But so what this beef is like ′What the fuck did he say in his rap Em?′ I can see that he′s just a punk I mean these niggaz squeeze on me Please I′m seeing guts I don′t need no enemies, as my family a couple trucks Am I empty seein them white I emtpy out them white to fight you In front of every reporter that I don′t like No need for metaphors I get yours across when I write So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, and I don′t like you, WHAT!" I might as well give this up like heavy sales And just fuck an leave D12 and this blunt We can′t self destruct I′ve never felt it this much Come on fellas, get up. We got to fight like Bugs last night of his life.
[Kon Artis] I walk with a limp, pistol hangin off at the hip I′m awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a fith Your carcus is split even the beef is partially thick We can′t take you serious, you a comedy skit You probaly wish that you could be out shootin them G′s But the only thing you shoot is the breeze I can′t believe you speaking on movin key′s But every time we hear you kick it The only thing you sellin′ is wolf tickets I look wicked cause niggas will test your nut sack So when they bust you better bust back And get your guts clapped outa your stomach And when they want it (yeah) I bring a hundred niggas from Runyon So get your gun and if you comin.
I don′t know man, Just feels like, we′re like in, kinda feels like, we′re on a whole different page right now. It feels strange but uh, I guess it′s kinda like, it′s kinda like...
I feel like I′m morphin, into something that′s so incredible that I′m dwarfin, all competitors. Better get your girlfriend in check. It′s psychological warfare. Endorphin side affect. His self esteem shatters his dialect. Comes blastin out your deck, "she love′s me". Such passion you′d expect this sort of reaction from her. Yet, you strong arm. You′re fucken corny. You try to turn your charm on. Cuz you just think your bishop, the Don Juan. But if you think that your fucken with me, homie your on one. I′m cockin my head back like "hey lover, come on son. She′s on my johnson. She brings my name up constant." Your boys are like, "She′s fucken wit dude. She wants him." Oh boy you better get a clue, she′s on my dick cuz I spit better than you. What you expect her to do? How you expect her to act in the sack when she′s closing her eyes, fantasizing of digger her nails in my back to this track.
Seduction, seduce Ain′t nobody who′s as good at what I do Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don′t She′s been stolen from you Seduction, seduce Ain′t nobody who′s as good at what I do Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don′t She′s been stolen from you
She sitting there gettin liquored up at the bar. She say′s it′s quicker to count the things that ain′t wrong with you than to count the things that are. There′s a seven disc cd changer in her car, and I′m in every single slot, and you′re not. Aww. I′m the logo on the dallas cowboy helmet. The star, and I′m not about to and just keep rhymin one sylibil. Aww. Switch it up, and watch them haters not give it up cuz ya just not good enough. Well I′m not giving up til I get my respect, and I wont stop til I get enough, cuz I′m not livin up to my own expectations. Aww. That hater alarm is soundin off, that Obama took the bomb from my name. Aww. So quit cryin that I took your dame, homie she′s my dame. Aww. You sadly mistakin if you thinkin that I′m not on my game, boy. And thangs just ain′t been the same since the day that I came forth. You wear your heart on your sleeve. I sport that white tank boy. But you got a hard on for me. What you hollerin my name for. It′s your bitch on my dick. Ain′t my dang fault. Man, I can′t call it.
Seduction, seduce Ain′t nobody who′s as good at what I do Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don′t She′s been stolen from you Seduction, seduce Ain′t nobody who′s as good at what I do Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don′t She′s been stolen from you
It′s like I′m playing lyrical tug of war with your ear. You hear it girl, come here. Put your ear up to the speaker, dear, while I freak this world premier. Seducin her. Loosin up with a little freestyle. By the way, am I losing you? Am I makin you look bad? Well I got news for ya, homie, ya losin her. Oh wait, she don′t like when I spit it fast. Am I trying to show her how? Let me slow it down some. It′s still gonna be a blow out. You′re gonna wanna throw out your whole album. Might mist through the shit, and try to salvage something to see if you can save any of it, punk but none of it′s fucken with me. Prick, you really feeling that bullshit? You think you killin them syllibals. Quit playing. These beats ain′t nothin to fool with. They call me Fire Marshall. I shut the shit down. Your entire arsenal is not enough to fuck with one round. I am also the opposite of wht you are like. You are microcosm of what the fuck I am on the mike. I am awesome and you are just aww struck. She′s love stricken. She′s got her jaw stuck, from sucken my dick. Aww Fuck.
So don′t you seduce. Ain′t nobody holds a scoop at what I do. Cuz one minute she wants you, the next she don′t. She′s been stolen from you. So don′t you seduce at what I do. Cuz one minute she wants you, the next she don′t. She′s been stolen from you...
So don′t you seduce. Ain′t nobody holds a scoop at what I do. Cuz one minute she wants you, the next she don′t. She′s been stolen from you. So don′t you seduce at what I do. Cuz one minute she wants you, the next she don′t. She′s been stolen from you.
Bizzare: Echo Music, reality, sometimes it′s hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Psyche!
Eminem: 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 tryin-a 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 skate 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
Swift: 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
Kon Artist: 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 Screech Damn! Crash 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
Kuniva: 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
Proof: Instigators, ????? 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 (nigga) Or make the news betcha all ya′ll move When the uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop
Bizzare: 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 RNB 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 bowls 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
[Method Man] Now...now...now...unnhhh.. Professional 2 shit...WHAT! Staten Island up in this muthafucka... Mr. Meth rep rep rep rep rep rep... For the cause Wu-Tang Killa Beez forever my niggaz Yeah...we put our draws in it...CLUE! *echoes*
[DJ Clue] *talking over above Method Man verse* New Method Man! Eminem... Royce... CLUE! *echoes*
[Method Man] Niggaz is like "Oh my God not you!" Yes I′m in the flesh like hollow heads through your vest No contest, M.E.-Eth Man′s obsessed With sex, drugs and rock & roll New tecs and calicos! Word has it we move mathematic on rappers Who don′t add up, you get broke, battered and slapped up 8 million stories in the nekkid call yo man Method Straight guerilla iller nigga kill a murder record My verbal shooter does it to ya The 16-bar Ruger, bustin′ yo funky dope manuevers But I′m not ya Super Lover Cee, I′m the Super Sperm Splash it on your skin rub it in like it′s Lubriderm 10 out of 10 I′ll be the... Men of all men I mean the... Creme de la creme a schemer... Sippin′ on ′Gnac and Zima... True professional 2... (DJ CLUE!) Now that Bush is president nigga we all through
[DJ Clue] Wooooooooooord!
[Eminem] It′s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder Why I keep on duckin′ under the bed when I hear thunder Cuz I ain′t crazy, I say shit that′s crazy to crazy people To make ′em believe I′m crazy so they can relate to me And maybe believe in Shady so they can be evil baby I like that! I′m only as crazy as people made me Believe me, there′ll be just as many muthafuckin′ murderers And heroin users without Marlilyn′s music But I figure I make my music I don′t care if you use it To murder somebody, I just wanna be there when you do it! Now the parents are suein′ cuz little Darren is screwin′ Karen and Susan cause I told him to do it on Clue′s new shit Now it′s all ruined, the whole world is fucked up Cuz of me? Two 12-year old girls is knocked up My attitude′s ′fuck it′ like Pac′s was at one point Wanna come join? Pick up a glock and just point Now everybody′s killin′ everybody and everybody′s bloody And I′m just laughin′ like it′s funny Cause I don′t really give a shit about no-muthafuckin′-body I′m so muthafuckin′ nutty I don′t give a fuck about nuttin′!
[Royce] My wrist is...water and freeze And mix this is...audio Jesus the repent shit gets big Keep it sharp like knife in a pop device So "Duro you gotta let it bump!", I came from a hard knock life They say this kid be rude like this can′t be true I suck my own dick like if I had a rib removed Vampire, sun go down I′m still wylin′ Bullets travel through the air in the night like Phil Collins Rock City baby knife through your throat ′til you′re broke Rise from the underground like sewer smoke It′s all shifty, I got all-a my dogs wit′ me And they all rich, and still all-a they palms itchy We′ll pump, rumble over birds jungle urge Walkin′ like we talkin′ drunk while we stumble over words Clue *inhale*...Duro *inhale*...Slim *inhale*...Meth *inhale*... Five *inhale*...Nine *inhale*...Hold up *inhale*...breath
[Method Man] It′s just...Mr. Meth and DJ Clue I ain′t crazy, I just do what the beats say do
[Eminem] It′s just...Slim Shady and DJ Clue I ain′t evil, I just do what the beats say do
[Royce] Unnh..Royce 5-9 and DJ Clue I ain′t bad, I just do what the beats say do..unnh...
*kiss noise*
[DJ Clue] DJ Clue! Desert Storm! Come oooooooon maaaaaaaan! *echoes*
Verse 1 (Eminem): You probably gonna think that I′m talking about you and you goddamn right I am look at you, this is the minimal I could diss you subliminally, but I think criminal instinct has pushed me to the brink, my pussy does it stink he still loves me cause he puts me in his ink he does, doesn′t he, still is, isn′t he? Nah, I′m just playing tug of war with his heart cause he misses me I can still fuck him and leave him whenever I feel frisky and is no risk of disease cause he ain′t with anyone is he? this bitch really thinks she can get me if she still wants me, driving across country strapped him to the front seat, missing all the front teeth thinking to herself when′s the next time he′s gonna punch me? I told this cunt she′s gonna over-do it once and once she does, she was stuffed up in a trunk crunch, he scrunched her up in a ball bunched up nice and comfy fuck around get dumped up in a lake ′fore you dump me you cunning little cunt, deceitful witch you thought you had me, ′till my shrink told me this
Hook (Martin L. Gore): The problem is all inside your head she said to me The answer is easy if you take it logically I’d like to help you in your struggle to be free There must be 50 ways to leave your lover
Verse 2 (Eminem): I feel like a serial killer I keep dumping bodies in the lake, I′ma get caught and sent up the river I shiver when I think of the company I keep how do I know she ain′t gonna kill me when I sleep I shriek, every time she hands me something to drink sex kept us together, when we slept together every-thing was all better, she made me feel like a king slowly, she began lowering my self-esteem she go to the club and not answer the phone when I call her and I just bought her a truck for 50,000 dollars accused me of doing drugs and screaming "holla" then I find a bag of coke on her, some marijuana and all I know is every time I go to them hiding spots, wherever she hides her blow the little bags of dope, there was a pile of coke that′s growing smaller, and that was just a while ago and I wouldn′t even let on like I know what was I supposed to do, call her out on it, we just argue say she put it down on purpose and flipped the whole script ooh she′s a manipulative evil bitch a cunning little cunt, little deceitful witch she thought she had me, ′till my shrink told me this
Hook (Martin L. Gore): The problem is all inside your head she said to me The answer is easy if you take it logically I’d like to help you in your struggle to be free There must be 50 ways to leave your lover
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 if or which over. We seem to be approaching 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 - Eminem]
Alright, come on, let′s cut the bullshit enough Let′s get it started, let′s start addressing this issue and open it up Let′s take this shit back to basement And we can discuss statements thats made on this tape And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love The music we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of tryna destroy Let′s rewind it to ′89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit Crossin 8 Mile into Warren into hick territory I′d like to share a story, this is my story and cant nobody tell it for me You have well informed me, and I am 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 shopping center just for stopping in there From the black side all the way to the white side Ok there′s a bright side, a day that I might slide You may call it a past I call it haulin′ my ass Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks Them good old notorious oh well known tracks
[Chorus]
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
Come on, 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 - Eminem]
I′d roam the streets so much they call me a drifter Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitch hike Just to get picked up to get me a lift to 8 mile and Van Dyke And steal a god damn bike from somebody′s backyard And drop it off at the park that was the halfway mark To meet Kim had to walk back to her mamma′s on chalmers after dark To sneak me in the house when I′m kicked out my mom′s Thats about the time I first met Proof wit′ poof and gary on the steps at Osborne handin′ out some flyers He was doin some talent shows at Centerline High, I told him to stop by and check us out sometime He looked at me like I′m out my mind, Shook his head like white boys dont know how 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
[Chorus]
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
Come on, 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
My first year in 9th grade, can′t forget that day at school It was cool till your man MC Sham came through And said that Pumas the brand cuz the clan makes troops It was rumors but man god damned they flew Musta been true because man we done banned they shoes I had the new ones the Cool J, Ice land, swayed too And we just through them in the trash like they yesterday′s news Guess who came through next, X clan debut Professor X and glorious exists in a state of red, black, and green With a key sissies now with this bein a new trend We don′t fit in crackas is out with Cactus albums Blackness is in, African symbols and medallions Represents black power and we ain′t know what it meant Me and my man Howard and butter would go to the mall with ′em 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 homie let me grab that And that Flavor Flave clock we gon′ have to snatch that All I remember is meetin back at Manx’s basement Sayin how we hate this, our races wit dope the x clan take this Which reminds me back in 89 me and Kim broke up for the first time She was tryna two time me and there was this black girl At our school who thought I was cool cuz I rapped so she was kinda eyeing me And oh the irony guess what her name was ain′t even gon′ 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 oh 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 apologize I was wrong cuz no matter what color a girl is she still a Hoe
[Chorus] 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
Come on, 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
There′s an intruder in my house He cut my phone-lines can′t dial out I scream for police but I doubt They′re gonna hear me when I shout
[rapping]
A couple of cocktails will send me to jail there′s a couple of cops hot on my trail But this time, when I get pulled over there′s a doberman pinscher and a pitbull in the seat these pigs ′ll get bit fooling with me quit fooling with me Bitch, you′re gonna see No pistol in the seat why it always gotta be an issue when you′re me and which you′re gonna see in the long run Im′a be the wrong one you wanna harass with this limo tinted glass flashin that flash-light on my ass where was you at last night when them assholes ran up on my grass rapper slash actor kiss the crack on my cracker slashed ass they took away my right to bear arms what I′m posed to fight with bear palms? yeah right they coming with bombs, I′m comin with flare-guns We as americans
[Chorus]
We as a Americans Us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves Look at our shit has been We better check ourselves Livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We as Americans Us as a citizen We are samaritans What do we get us in We better check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans
Im′a make Vuku bucks wearin Vuku vests Drama hanging over my head like a voodoo hex I could′ve been next to fly over the cuckoo′s nest but you know who whith an "S" tatooed to my chest But I′ve innested Now I got the Industry pissy eversince me and Dre split it fifty-fifty on fifty it′s funny We got a buzz spreading quicker than making paper-airplanes out of a twenty Fuck money I don′t rap for dead presidents I′d rather see the president dead It′s never been said but I said precedents and the standards and they can′t stand it My name should′ve been bastard the shit should′ve been plastered on my forehead with a stamp I should′ve been blasted I should′ve been had a cap pulled in my ass but I′m too swift and fast for that, I′m past it I′m too old to go and cruise Gratiot Fuck that shit I done seen a fastest rap shit and turning into some pap-pap shit that quick snap click but this time they got fucking auto-ma-tic (jamaican) and no one gon′ test this mon Clack
[Chorus] We as a Americans Us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves Look at our shit has been We better check ourselves Livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We as Americans Us as a citizen We are samaritans What do we get us in We better check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans
(SSHHH) I got a secret if you can keep it between us I tuck two Nina′s under my jeans either side of my penis under my Long Johns under my Sean Johns when running with the long arm or the long long gone Im′a do five years or less than that no questions asked it might be a good idea to stop right here and quit while I′m ahead already in the red already got a steady infrared nipped on my head A target on my back bigger problems than that Bin Laden on my ass he probly gone send a task I ain′t gone even ask they ain′t gone let me pack they ain′t gone gimme my semi but I got my Whizz at
We as a Americans Us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves Look at our shit has been We better check ourselves Livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We are Americans Us as a citizen We as samaritans What do we get us in We better check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans
[* Eminem does the voices of all characters in the song *]
[G] - [Eminem as Susan (the girl)] [D] - [Eminem as Dave] [J] - [Eminem as John] [R] - [Eminem as Ron]
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
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 faultmy 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-manic depressive who just moved from Houston who love booze and alternative music (Whattup?) Told me she was starvin, I said it wasn′t a problem (Nah!) I got a coupon for this pizza with everything on it We can double the mushrooms and minus the sausage [G] I′m allergic to fungus Come on Sue, that′s nonsense Who′s at the door?? Pizza man! Who ordered pizza? Wasn′t it yours? Nuh uh [G] If you got it with double mushrooms on it then I don′t want it Shutup Susan I′ll pick em off it Oh hell, I might as well try it, I′ll be alright Susan you just swallowed the wrong slice!!
[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 flavor Susan, stop cryin, I don′t hate ya I′m sorry your father used to chase you and spank you with hangers So what they locked you in the attic in your dad′s house? 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, "You′re breaking out in hives, let go of the pizza!" "Would you put it 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 majored in allergies "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 many pieces she ate Just one, with double mushrooms by mistake Now she′s upstairs cryin out her eyeballs, breaking out in hives" [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!
Once you call my name out things will never be the same They shoulda never let us get our foot in this game
Ever since I was introduced to rap music I been missin a screw like Bishop in Juice, I could lose it at any moment, those who know me know it So they probably told to go with the flow, just so that I don′t explode and, have another episode where I let it go as far as the one with Benzino did {*gun cocks*} I′m waitin for that next beef, I′m cocked locked and loaded I′m ready to go so bad I′m goin bananas, my dick′s so hard Anna Nicole could use it to fuckin pole-vault with Oh shit! I mean when she was still bloated before they cut her stomach open and lypo′ed it Anybody I throw flames at, gets a name It′s a game, cause they know that they don′t spit the same It′s a shame, what people do for ten minutes of fame Everyday it′s the same thing People in this game try to buddy-buddy us Just to get close enough to study us Everybody just wants to have somethin to do with that They all tryna get that stamp They after that Shady/Aftermath money It′s like a monopoly They probably just now finally understand How to Rob fully 50 Cent was like a fuckin jackpot for me And Dre, it′s like we hit the fuckin lottery and the damn slot machine at the same time as each other Why the fuck you think we ride like we brothers? When we rhyme with each other, in time we discovered that we had more in common that we thought with each other Both robbed of our mothers, our fathers ain′t want us What was wrong with us, was it our fault? Cause we started thinkin God doesn′t love us Two odd motherfuckers who just happened to meet at the right time What a coincidence it is, cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens, I still remember the call up at Chung King cause Big L had just got popped just a month before If 50 lives he′s gettin dropped from Columbia Two years later me and Doc had to come and uhh Operate, that′s when he popped up at number one And we ain′t never gonna stop if you wonderin Even if I′m under the gun You ain′t got to agree all the time with me or see eye to eye There′ll always be animosity between you and I But see the difference is, if it is, I could give a shit Still gonna conduct motherfuckin business as usual Egos aside ′fore I bruise ′em all Swallow your pride ′fore I step on it with shoes you call Nikes, Earthlings, how do you like these? You gotta love ′em, look at the bottom of ′em, they′re like cleats Stompin, I been rompin since Tim Dog was, hollerin, Fuck Compton I was whylin, freestylin Back when, they were still makin, Maxell casettes It wasn′t even rap shelters yet, that tells us that any doubts in your head that seals the shit Ricky ticky toc, ticky ticky toc Still with the Diggy Diggy Doc, Diggy Diggy Doc And ya don′t stop...
Guess who You missed me? Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus!
When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (clear to me) You′re the one they adore, who they came to see. (who they came to see) You′re a... rockstar (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Playa, who can really blame you? (who can really blame you) We′re the ones who made you
Back by popular demand Now pop a little zantac for antacid if you can You′re ready to tackle any task that is at hand How does it feel? Is it fantastic, is it grand? Well look at all the massive masses in the stands Shady, man, no, don′t massacre the fans Damn, I think Kim Kardashian′s a man! She stomped him just because he asked to put his hands On her massive glutius maximus again Sqeeze it, then squish it, then pass it to her friend Can he come back as nasty as he can? Yes, he can, can, don′t ask me this again He does not mean to lesbian offend But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men Samantha′s a two, you′re practically a ten I know you want me, girl, in fact, I can see a grin. Now come in girl.
CHORUS
The enforcer looking for more women to torture Walk up to the cutest girl and Charlie Horse ′er Sorry Porsha, but what′s Ellen Degeneress, have that i don′t Are ya tellin me tenderness Well I can be as gentle and smooth as a gentlemen Gimme my ventolin inhaler and two xenadrine And I′ll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then Nail her, baby say hello to my little friend Brit, forget K-Fed, let′s cut off the middle men Forget him or you′re gonna end up in the hospital again And this time it won′t be for the Ritalin binge Forget them other men, girl, pay the middle attention and little did I mention, that Jennifer′s in Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench Man, I swear them other guys, you give ′em an inch They take a mile, they got style, but it isn′t Slim(?)
CHORUS
And that′s why, my love you′ll never live without I know you want me girl ′cause I can see you checkin me out And baby, you know you know you want me too Don′t try to deny it baby you know that I′m the only one for you (obligatory fart noise)
Damn girl I′m beginning to sprout an alphalpha Why should I wash my filthy mouth out you think thats bad you should hear the rest of my album Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia Man Cash, I don′t mean to mess with ya gal but Jessica Alba put her breast in my mouth bro Wowzers I just made a mess in my trousers And they wonder why I keep wrestlin elvis Lord, help us, he′s back in his pink Alf shirt Lookin like someone drinked his outfit I think he′ bout to flip Jessica rest assured Superman′s here to rescue you Can you blame me? You′re my Amy, I′m your Blake Matter of fact, bake me a birthday cake With a sawblade in it to make my jail break Maybe i think you just met your soulmate Now break it down girl
CHORUS
So baby, baby, get down down down (about 10 times)
oh Amy, rehab never looked so good I can′t wait, i′m going back haha WOO Dr. Dre, 2020 Yeah
[Girl] 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)
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 livid, 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
Cum on everybody -- get down tonight [8X]
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
Cum on everybody -- get down tonight [8X]
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