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Still on?
Yo, is the mic on? Check, check, check Alright, let′s do it Let′s go, come on (Eminem, Eminem, Eminem) |
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America
We love you How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours The stripes and the stars for the rights of men who have died for to protect The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech the United States Government has sworn to uphold I want everbody to listen to the words of this song I neva woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see So many mothafuckin people who feel like me Who share the same views And the same exact beliefs It's like a fuckin army marchin in back of me So many lives I touched So much anger aimed at no particular direction Just sprays and sprays And straight through your radio waves It plays and plays Till it stays stuck in ya head For days and days Who woulda thought standin in this mirror Bleachin my hair wit some Peroxide Reachin for a T shirt to wear That I would catapult to the fore front of rap like this How can I predict my words And have an impact like this I musta struck a chord wit somebody up in the office Cuz congress keeps tellin me I ain't causin nuttin but problems And now they sayin I'm in trouble wit the Government I'm lovin it I shoveled shit all my life And now I'm dumpin it on WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like yaself If they were brown Shady lose Shady sits on the shelf But Shady's cute Shady knew Shady's dimples would help Make ladies swoon baby Look at myself Let's do the math If I was black I woulda sold half I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that But I can rap so fuck school I'm too cool to go back Gimme the mic Show me where the fuckin studios at When I was underground No one gave a fuck I was white No labels wanted to sign me Almost gave up I was like Fuck it Until I met Dre The only one who looked past Gave me a chance And I lit a fire up under his ass Helped him get back to the top Every fan black that I got Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that hes got Like damn we just swapped Sittin back look at this shit wow I'm like My skin is it startin to work to my benefit now WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get See the problem is I speak to suburban kids Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist These moms probably woulda never gave 2 squirts of piss Till I created so much muthafuckin turbulance Straight out the tube right into ya livin rooms I came And kids flipped When they knew I was produced by Dre That's all it took And they were instantly hooked right in And they connected wit me too because I looked like them That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope Searchin wit a fine toothed comb It's like this rope waitin to choke Tightenin around my throat Watchin me while I write this like I dont like this NO All I hear is Lyrics lyrics constant controversy Sponsors workin round the clock To try to stop my concerts early Surely hip hop is never a problem In Harlem only In Boston After it bothered ya fathers Of daughters startin to blossom Now I'm catchin the flack from these activists When they raggin Actin like I'm the 1st rapper to smack a bitch and say faggot Shit Just look at me like I'm ya closest pal A poster child The muthafuckin spokesman now for WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get So to the parents of America I am the damager aimed at little Erica To attack her character The ring leader of the circus of worthless pawns Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress And piss on the lawns of the White House To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hipocracy Fuck you Ms Cheney Fuck you Tipper Gore Fuck you with the freeness of speech this divided states of embarrasment Will allow me to have Fuck You I'm just playin America you know I love you |
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you bout to witness hip hop
in its most purest more rawest formflow almost flawless most haredest most honest known artist chip off the old block good but old doc is back looks like batman brought his own robin oh god sadam's got his own laden wit his own private plane his own pilot set to blow college dorm rooms doors off the hinges oranges peach pears plums syringes yeah here i come i'm inches away from you dear fear none hip hop is in a stat of nine one one so let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness quick gotta move fast gotta perform miracles gee willikers drey holy bat syllables look at all the bullshit that goes on in gotham when i'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals so skip to your lou while i do what i do best you ain't even impressed no more you're used to it flows too wet nobody close to it nobody says it but still everybody knows the shit the most hated on out of all those who say they get hated on in eighty songs and exaggerate it all so much they make it all up there's no such thing like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans it just means so much more to so much more poeple when you're rappin' and you know what for the show must go on so i'd like to welcome y'all to maeshall and andre's carnival c'mon now let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness its just like old times the dynamic duo two old friends why panic you already who's fully capable the two capped heroes dial straight down the center eight zero zero You can even call collect the most feared duet since me and elton played career russian roulette and you never even see me blink or get to bustin' a sweat people steppin' over people just to rush to the set just to get to see an mc who breathes so freely ease over these beats and be so breezy jesus how can shit be so easy how can won chandra be so levy turn on these beats mc's don't see me belive me b e t and m tv gonna grieve when we leave dog fo' sheezy can't leave rap alone the game needs me till we grow beards get weird and disappear into the mountain nothin' but clowns down here but we ain't fuckin around round here yo dre what up can i get a hell let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness let's get down to business i don't got no time to play around what is this must be a circus in town let's shut the shit down on these clowns can i get a witness so there you have it folks has come to save the day back with his friend andre and to remind you that bullshit does not play because and andre are here to stay and never go away until ovre dying day until we're old and grey so until next time friends same blande hair same rap channel good night everyone thank you for coming your host for the evening |
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| 4:58 |
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Where's my snare
I have no snare in my headphones there ya go yeah yo yo Have you ever been hated or discriminated against I have i've been protested and demonstrated against, picket signs for my wicked rhymes look at the times sick is the mind of the motherfuckin kid that's behind all this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's explodin tempers flaring from parents just blow em off and keep goin not takin nothin from no one give em hell long as i'm breathin keep kickin ass in the mornin an takin names in the evening leave em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth see they can trigger me but they'll never figure me out look at me now I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you mama i'ma make you look so ridiculous now I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet I said i'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it so before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it i'ma expose it i'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a multi platinum sellin Cd I was a baby maybe I was just a couple of months my faggot father must have had his pantie's up in a bunch cause he split I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye no I don't on second thought I just fuckin' wished he would die I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin her side even if I hated Kim I grit my teeth and I'd try to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes but i'm only human but i'm man enough to face them today what I did was stupid no doubt it was dumb but the smartest shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun cause id'a killed em shit I would have shot Kim and him both it's my life i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet I said i'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition take a second to listen who you think this record is dissin but put yourself in my position just try to envision witnessin your Mama poppin prescription pills in the kitchen bitchin that someone's always goin through her purse and shits missin going through public housing systems victim of Munchausen's syndrome my whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't til I grew up, now I blew up it makes you sick to ya stomach doesn't it wasn't it the reason you made that Cd for me ma so you could try to justify the way you treated me ma but guess what your gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely and Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that your phoney and Hailie's getting so big now you should see her she's beautiful but you'll never see her she won't even be at your funeral see what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong bitch do your song keep tellin yourself that you was a mom but how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get you selfish bitch I hope you fuckin burn in hell for this shit remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me well guess what I am dead dead to you as can be I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet I said i'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry but tonight i'm cleanin out my closet |
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| 5. |
| 5:24 |
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People
It feels so good to be back Never been the type to bend or budge The wrong button to push no friend of Bush I'm the center piece you're a Maltese I'm a pitbull off his leash all this peace talk can cease All these people I had to leave in limbo I'm back now I've come to release this info I'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple Cani bitch don't want no beef with Slim Nooooooo Not even on my radar So won't you please jump off my dick lay off and stay off And follow me as I put these crayons to chaos from since to since aw er aw er aw eh a C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Let your hair down to the track yeah kick on back The Boogiemonster of rap yeah the man's back with a plan to ambush this Bush administration Mush the Senate's face in push this generation of kids to stand and fight for the right to say somethin you might not like this white hot light that I'm under no wonder I look so sunburnt Oh no I won't leave no stone unturned Oh no I won't leave won't go nowhere Do si do oh yo ho hello there Oh yeah don't think I won't go there Go to Beirut and do a show there Yeah you laugh till your motherfuckin ass gets drafted While you're at band camp thinkin the crap can't happen 'Til you fuck around get an anthrax napkin Inside a package wrapped in Saran Wrap wrappin Open the plastic and then you stand back gaspin Fuckin assassins hijackin Amtraks crashin All this terror America demands action Next thing you know you've got Uncle Sam's ass askin to join the Army or what you'll do for their Navy You just a baby gettin recruited at eighteen You're on a plane now eatin their food and their baked beans I'm twenty eight they gon take you 'fore they take me Crazy insane or insane crazy When I say Hussein you say Shady My views ain't changed still inhumane wait Arraigned two days late the date's today hang me C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Nothin moves me more than a groove that soothes me Nothin soothes me more than a groove that boosts me Nothin boosts me more or suits me beautifully There's nothin you can do to me stab me shoot me Psychotic hypnotic product I got it the antibiotic Ain't nobody hotter and so on and yada yada God I talk a lotta hum de lay de la la Oochie walla walla um di da dah da dah but you gotta gotta keep movin there's more music to make Keep makin new shit produce hits to break the monotony what's gotten into me Drugs rock and Hennessey thug like I'm 'Pac on my enemies On your knees got you under siege Somebody you would give a lung to be Hun ga ry like a fuckin younger me Fuck the fee I can get you jumped for free Yeah buddy laugh it's funny I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing I'm past bluffing pass the K Y Let's get ready for some intense serious ass fucking C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Dr Dre wants to square dance with me Nasty Nas wants to square dance with me X to the Z wants to square dance with me Busta Rhymes wants to square dance with me Cani bitch won't square dance with me Cani bitch won't square dance with me Canada bis don't want no parts of me Dirty Dozen wants to square dance with you Weeeeeeeeeeee hahh Woo |
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Em: i'm gonna kill this bitch, imma kill 'er, i'm goin' to fucken jail cuz i'm gonna KILL this bitch (에미넴: 내가 이 년을 죽여버려야지, 진짜 죽여 버려야겠어, 이 년 죽이고 나서 감옥가면 될 거 아냐) Bud: man (친구: 야) Em: what?! (에미넴: 왜?!) Bud: tell you what, i gotta really really bad feelin' those days (저기, 나 요즘 들어서 자꾸만 안 좋은 느낌이 들어) Em: man, you just shut the fuck up there, you always gotta bad feelin', man?! (에미넴: 야, 제발 좀 닥치고 있어라, 너야 늘 안 좋은 느낌을 갖고 살잖아) Em: that's her car right there (에미넴: 저기 그 년 차다) Bud: aight, lemme park (친구: 알았어, 차 세울께) Em: just park (에미넴: 차 세워) Bud: i'm parkin! (친구: 세우고 있잖아!) Em: fucken turn off the car out, dog (에미넴:병신아 차 시동도 끄라고) Bud: alright (친구:알았어) Em: alright, we'll wait (에미넴: 됐어, 우린 이제 기다리는 거야) Bud: we wait for what? (친구: 뭘 기다려?) Em: we wait 'ntil she comes out and then i'm gonna fuckin' kill her (에미넴: 그 년이 나올때까지 기다렸다가 내가 확 죽여버릴 거라니까) Bud: man, you ain't gonna kill 'er (친구: 무슨..너 그 여자 못 죽일걸) Em: man, what the fuck, huh? (에미넴:-총을 꺼내며- 방금 뭐라 그랬지?) Bud: what the fuck did you bring that for?!! (친구: 그딴 건 왜 가져왔어?!!) Em: fucken clip is not in...it's not even.. (에미넴: 빌어먹을 총알도 안 넣었어 아예 장전도..) Bud: and don't put that shit at me! (친구: 그딴 거 나한테 들이대지 마!) Em: it's not even loaded, bitch look (아예 장전도 안 됐다고 병신아, 봐) Bud: dude! (친구: 이 자식이!) Em: taa hahahaha (에미넴: 하하하하) Bud: god i fucken hate it when you do that shit (친구: 씹 니가 그딴 짓 할 때마다 난 치가 떨려) Em: man it's funny as fucked! (에미넴: 난 웃겨 죽겠다!) Bud: fuck around and you 'na kill me someday, i swear.. (친구: 그러다가 니가 나를 죽이고야 말지, 분명해..) Em: hey, is that her? (에미넴: 야, 저 년 맞냐?) Bud: where? (친구: 어디?) Em: right there, motherfucka?! (에미넴: 저기 안보여? 병신새끼야?!) Bud: huh, yea.. (친구:어, 그래..) Em: aight, get out get out, just get out! (에미넴: 알았어, 이제 나가 빨리 나가라고!) Bud: fuck, where we goin? you want me to get under the car?? (씹, 어딜 가라고? 차 밑에 엎드리기라도 하라는 거야?) Em: yo, who she walkin' to? (에미넴: 야, 저 년 누구한테 걸어가지?) Bud: how am i sposed to know that, you told me to dump down off the fucken mountain! (친구: 내가 어떻게 알아, 앞도 안 보이게 엎드리라고 해 놓고는!) Em: didn't she just kiss him? (에미넴: 저 년 방금 키스했지?) Bud: no i don't think so (친구: 아닐껄) Em: dog, she just fucken kissed him! (에미넴: 새끼야, 저 빌어먹을 년이 키스를 했다니까!) Bud: no she didn't (친구: 아냐 안 했다니까) Em: she's kissin you know! (에미넴: 봐 키스하고 있잖아!) Bud: no she's not! (친구: 아니라구!) Bud: oh, shit.. (친구: 젠장..) Em, Bud: FUCK OFF! (에미넴,친구: -뛰어나가며- 다 저리 꺼져!) -
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I'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm
a soldier... Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one, and got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin', took the image of a thug, kept shit appealin', willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death, never live to regret what I said, when you're me, people just want to see, if it's true, if it's you, what you say in your rap's, what you do, so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill, when they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real, in confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel you're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it, till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies, I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... I love pissin' you off, it get's me off, like my lawyer's, when the fuckin' judge let's me off, all you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off, i'll violate and all the motherfuckin' bet's be off, i'm a lit fuse, anything I do brings in news, pistol whippin' motherfuckin' bouncers, six-two, who needs bullets, soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets, an excellent method to get rid of the next bully, it's actually better cause instead you murderin', you can hurt em' and come back again and kick dirt at 'em, it's like pourin' salt in the wounds, assault and get sued, you can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the room, everybody halts and stops, calls the cops, all you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops, runnin' and duckin' out the Hot Rocks parking lot, you'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cause... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... I spit it slow so these kids know that i'm talkin' to 'em, give it back to these damn critics and sock it to em, i'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac influence, I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it, you motherfuckers could never do it like I could do it, don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it, don't ever in your life, try to knock the truest, I spit the illest shit, ever been dropped to two inch, so ticky-tock listen as the sound ticks on the clock, listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a cock, listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen, motherfuckers know that i'll never be Marshall again, full of controversy until I retire my jersey, 'til the fire inside dies and expires at thirty, and Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me, and put a curse on authorities in the face of adversity, i'm a... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... Yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left... |
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| 4:33 |
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[Chorus]
Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Hollywood}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Why do I feel this way}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood [Verse 1] I thought I had it all figured out, I did I thought I was tough enough to stick it out with Kim But I wasn't tough enough to juggle two things at once I found myself layin' on my knees in cuffs Which should've been a reason enough, for me to get my stuff and just leave How come I couldn't see this shit myself, it's just me Nobody couldn't see the shit I felt Knowin' damn well she wasn't gonna be there when I fell, to catch me The minute shit was heated she just bailed i'm standin' here swingin' on like thirty people by myself I couldn't even see the millimetere when it fell Turned around saw Gary stashin' the heater in his belt Saw the bouncers rush him and beat him to the ground I just sold two million records, I don't need to go to jail I'm not about to lose my freedom over no female I need to slow down Try to get my feet on solid ground, so for now i'm... [CHORUS] Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Hollywood}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Why do I feel this way}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood [Verse 2] Bury my face in comic books, cause I don't want to look At nothin', this world's too much I've swallowed all I could If I could swallow a bottle of tylenol I would, and end it for good Just say goodbye to Hollywood I probably should, these problems are piling all at once Cause everything that bothers me, I got it bottled up I think i'm bottomin' out But i'm not about to give up, I gotta get up Thank God, I got a little girl And I'm a responsible father So not a lot of good, i'd be to my daughter layin' in the bottom of the mud Must be in my blood cause I don't know how I do it All I know is I don't want to follow in the footsteps of my dad Cause I hate him so bad The worst fear that I had was growin' up to be like his fuckin' ass, man If you could understand why I am the way that I am What do I say to my fans, when I tell 'em i'm... [CHORUS] Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Hollywood}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Why do I feel this way}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood [Verse 3] I don't wanna quit, but shit, I feel like this is it For me to have this much appeal like this is sick This is not a game, this fame, in real life this is sick Publicity stunt my ass, conceal my fuckin' dick Fuck the guns, i'm done, i'll never look at gats If I scrap, i'll scrap like I ain't never whooped some ass I love my fans But no one ever puts a grasp on the fact i've sacrificed everything I have I never dreamt i'd get to the level that i'm at, this is whack This is more than I ever could of asked everywhere I go, a hat, a sweater hood, or mask What about math, how come I wasn't ever good at that It's like the boy in the bubble, who never could adapt, i'm trapped If I could go back, I never woulda rapped I sold my soul to the devil, i'll never get it back I just wanna leave this game with level head intact Imagine goin' from bein' a no one to seein', everything blow up and all you did was just grow up emceeing It's fuckin' crazy Cause all I wanted was to give Hailie the life I never had But instead I forced us to live alienated, so i'm sayin'... [CHORUS] Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Hollywood}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood {Why do I feel this way}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood [Outro] Goodbye, goodbye Hollywood, {Goodbye}, please don't cry for me, when i'm gone for good, {this shit is not for me}, so goodbye, goodbye Hollywood, {i'm not a fuckin' star}, please don't cry for me, when I'm gone for good, {i'm goin' back home}... |
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Obie Yo
I'm sick Damn you straight dogg That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be getting sick That's how dicks be getting drips Falling victim's to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fucking chickens with no ribs That's why I aint got no time Yo I woke up fucked up off the liquor I drunk I hadda bag of tha skunk one and last night's tunk Pussy residue was on my penis Denise from the Cleaners Fucked me good you should've seen us Big booty bitch switch unbearable french role styling body like a stallion Sizing up the figure while my shit getting bigger Debating on to fuck her do I wanna be a nigga Caressing this bitch plus I'm checking out them tits Sipping on that fine shit I ain't use to buying I gotta hit it from behind it's mandatory Like taking ho's money but that's another story For surely your pussy on toast after we toast Our clothes fell like Bishop and Juice The womb beater clean pussy eater inserting my john In that spot hotter than the hottest block don't stop Response I got when I was knocking it Clocks steading ticking kinky finger licking The cannon seen us at my temple when she moans I gotta slow down before I cum soon And work that nigga like a slave owner When I dropped off my outfit she knew I wanted to bone her She foaming at the lips the ones between the hips Pubic hair's looking like some sour cream dip Without the nacho my dick hit the spot though Pussy tighter than conditions of his black folks Being a vinyl stretched the last part of sex I bust a fat ass nut then I woke up next Like what the fuck is going on here This bitch evapourated pussy and all just picked up and vaccated And now I'm frustrated cause my dick was unprotected And doctor Wesley telling me I ain't really got that shit For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be getting sick That's how dicks be getting drips Falling victim's to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fucking chickens with no ribs That's why I aint got no time Now I don't wanna hit no women when this chicks got it coming Someone better get this bitch before she gets kicked in the stomach And she's pregnant but she's egging me on begging me to throw her Off the steps on this porch my only weapon is force And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort But why's she shoving me for Doesn't she love me no more Wasn't she hugging me four minutes ago at the door Man I'm this close to going toe to toe with this whore What would you do if she was telling you she wants a divorce She's having another baby in a month and it's yours And you found it isn't cause this bitch has been visiting Someone else and sucking his dick and kissing you on the lips When you get back to Michigan Now the plot has thickend n worse Cause you feel like you've been sticking your fucking dick in a hurse So your paranoid at every little cold that you get Ever since they sold you this shit you've been holding your dick So you goto the clinic sweating every minute your in it Then the doctor comes out looking like Dennis the Menace And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's aids He ain't even gotta to call in you the office to say it So you jet back home cause you gone get that ho And when you see her you're gonna bend her fucking neck back yo Cause you love her you never would've expect that blow Obie told you to scoop how could she stoop that low Jesus I don't believe this bitch works at the Cleaner's Bringing me home diseases swinging from Obie's penis She's so deceaving shit this ho's a genious She gee'd us That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be getting sick That's how dicks be getting drips Falling victim's to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fucking chickens with no ribs That's why I aint got no time I'm busy Yeah fuck these bitches Fuck em all Get money Ha Shady Records Woow Obie Trice Eminem mother fucker New millenium shit Yeah Turn this shit off Turn this shit the fuck off |
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"Obie Trice, Real Name, No Gimmicks..."
Two trailer park girls go round the outside,round the outside, round the outside.Two trailer park girls go round the outside,round the outside, round the outside. Wooo! "Ooooohhhhh!" Guess who's back, back againShady's back, tell a friendGuess who's back, guess who's back,guess who's back, guess who's back,guess who's back, guess who's back,guess who's back...Duh da Da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, Duh da Da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, I've created a monsta, 'cuz nobody wants toSee Marshall no more, they want Shady,I'm chopped liver.Well, if you want Shady, this is what I'll give yaA little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquorSome vodka that will jumpstart my heart quickaThen a shock when I get shocked at the hospitalBy the doctor when I'm not cooperatingWhen I'm rockin' the table while he's operating "Hey!"You waited this long to stop debating'Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulatingI know that you got a job Mrs. CheneyBut your husband's heart problem is complicatingSo the FCC won't let me beOr let me be me so let me seeThey tried to shut me down on MTVBut it feels so empty without meSo come on dip, bum on your lipsFuck thatCome on your lips and some on your tits,And get ready 'cuz this shit's about to get heavyI just settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you Debbie!" Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Little hellions, kids feelin' rebelliousEmbarrassed, their parents still listen to ElvisThey start feelin' like prisoners, helpless,'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "BITCH!"A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution,Pollutin' the air wavesA rebel,So let me just revel and bask,In the fact that I got everyone kissin' my assAnd it's a disaster, such a catastropheFor you to see so damn much of my ass, you asked for me?Well I'm back (Da Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) fix your bent antennaTune it in and then I'm gonna enterInto the front of your skin like a splinterThe center of attention back for the winterI'm interesting, the best thing since wrestlingInfesting in your kids ears and nesting"Testing: Attention Please!"Feel the tension soon as someone mentions meHere's my 10 cents, my 2 cents is freeA nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me A tisk-it a task-it,I go tit for tat with anybody who's talkin' this shit, that shitChris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kickedWorse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards,And Moby?, you can get stoned by Obie,You 36 year-old bald-headed fag blow meYou don't know me, you're too oldLet go, it's over, nobody listens to technoNow let's go, just give me the signalI'll be there with a whole list full of new insultsI been dope, suspenseful with a pencilEver since Prince turned himself into a symbol (knife scrapes)But sometimes the shit just seems,Everybody only wants to discuss meSo this must mean I'm disgusting,But it's just me I'm just obsceneThough I'm not the first king of controversyI am the worst thing since Elvis Presley,To do Black music so selfishlyAnd use it to get myself wealthy (Hey!)There's a concept that works20 million other white rappers emergeBut no matta how many fish in the seaIt'll be so empty without me Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Heh-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la "Kids!" |
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listen, Joe just called me and he told me you're in the fucken back behind the studio, shooting your gun off in the air like it's a shootin' range.
(들어봐, 조가 방금 전화했는데 니가 빌어먹을 스튜디오 뒤에서 누구 쏴 죽이는 것 같이 허공에 미친듯이 총을 쏴 댄다더라) i told you not to fucken bring your gun around like an idiot. (병신같이 총 좀 가지고 다니지 말라고 내가 몇 번 말했어?) outside your home, you gonna get yourself in trouble. (집밖에서 그러면 너 자신이 위험해 진다니까) don't bring your gun you can't bring it on you. (총 갖고 다니지 마, 다시는 몸에 지니지 말라고) leave your fucken gun at home! (그 빌어먹을 총 좀 집에 놔 둬!) |
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| 5:40 |
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These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walking around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap His step-father hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose, this house is a broken home There's no control, he just lets his emotions go Come on... Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum Only you're unholy, only have one homey Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me But everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate Its like kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen? From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to To get their hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal, How the fuck can i raise a little girl? I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you! Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away They say music can alter moods and talk to you But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin' To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs And we can Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
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I know you want me baby
I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl They call me Superman Leap tall hoes in a single bound I'm single now Got no ring on this finger now I'd never let another chick bring me down in a relationship save it bitch Baby sit You make me sick Superman ain't savin shit Girl you can jump on Shady's dick Straight from the hip cut to the chase I tell a muh'fuckin slut to her face Play no games say no names Ever since I broke up with what's her face I'm a different man kiss my ass Kiss my lips bitch why ask Kiss my dick get my cash I'd rather have you whip my ass Don't put out I'll put you out Won't get out I'll push you out Puss blew out poppin shit Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out Am I too nice to buy you ice Bitch if you died wouldn't buy you life What you tryin to be my new wife What you Mariah Fly through twice But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho Cause I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman Don't get me wrong I love these hoes It's no secret everybody knows Yeah we fucked bitch so what That's about as far as your buddy goes We'll be friends I'll call you again I'll chase you around every bar you attend Never know what kind of car I'll be in We'll see how much you'll be partyin then You don't want that neither do I I don't want to flip when I see you with guys Too much pride between you and I Not a jealous man but females lie But I guess that's just what sluts do How could it ever be just us two I'd never love you enough to trust you We just met and I just fucked you But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl First thing you say I'm not fazed I hang around big stars all day I don't see what the big deal is anyway you're just plain old Marshall to me Ooh yea girl run that game Hailie Jade I love that name Love that tattoo what's that say Rot in pieces Uh that's great First off you don't know Marshall at all so don't grow partial That's ammo for my arsenal I'll slap you off that bar stool There goes another lawsuit Leave handprints all across you Good Lordy whoadi you must be gone off that water bottle You want what you can't have Ooh girl that's too damn bad Don't touch what you can't grab End up with two backhands Put anthrax on a tampax and slap you 'til you can't stand Girl you just blew your chance Don't mean to ruin your plans But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman |
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I can't sing it
I feel like singin I wanna fuckin sing Cuz I'm happy Yeah I'm happy Ha Ha I got my baby back Yo check it out Some days I sit sit starin out the window Watchin this world pass me by Sometimes I think think there's nothin to live for for I almost break down and cry Sometimes I think I'm crazy I'm crazy oh so crazy Why am I here am I just wastin my time But then I see my baby Suddenly I'm not crazy It all makes sense when I look into her eyes Oh no Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin on me Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's almost over But then she comes back to me My baby girl girl keeps gettin older I watch her grow up with pride People make jokes jokes cuz they don't understand me me They just don't see my real side I act like shit don't phase me Inside it drives me crazy My insecurities could eat me alive But then I see my baby Suddenly I'm not crazy It all makes sense when I look into her eyes Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin on me Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's almost over But then she comes back to me Yeah and if I could sing I'd keep singin this song to my daughter If I could hit the notes I'd blow somethin as long as my father To show her how I feel about her how proud I am that I goter God I'm a daddy I'm so glad that her mom didn't censored Now you prob'ly get this picture from my public persona That I'm a pistol packin drug addict who bags on his mama But I wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest Cuz there's a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside o ma soul And just know that I grow colder the older I grow This boulder on my shoulder that gets heavy and harder to hold And this load is like the weight of the world And I think my neck is breakin should I just give up Or try to live up to these expectations now look I love my daughter more than life in itself But I got a wife who's determined to make my life livin hell But I handle it well given the circumstances I'm dealt So many chances man it's too bad coulda had someone else But the years that I've wasted are nothin to the tears that I've tasted So here's what I'm facin 3 felonies 6 years of probation I've went to jail for this woman I've been to bat for this woman I've taken bats to people's backs bent over backwards for this woman Man I shoulda seen it comin what'd I stick my penis up in Woulda ripped the prenup if I'd seen what she was fuckin But fuck it it's over there's no more reason to cry no more I got my baby baby the only lady that I adore Hailie So sayonara try tomorra nice to know ya My baby's travelled back to the arms of her rightful owner And suddenly it seems that my shoulder blades have just shifted It's like the greatest gift you can get The weight has been lifted Now it don't feel like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leanin on me Cause my baby knows that her daddy's a soldier Nothin can take her from me Woo I told you I can't sing Oh well I tried Hailie remember when I said If you ever need anything daddy will be right there Well guess what daddy's here And I ain't goin nowhere baby I love you |
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It's ridiculous! I can't believe it!! Hold on... Em... What up? Have a seat?Dre, I'll call you back What now??? I don't even know where to start Okay... I got the album from upstairs... And... And this is BY FAR, THE MOST,... Incredible thing... I've ever... heard... |
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| 4:29 |
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Music reality
sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Psyche If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead off batter of things Shit for me to feed off I'm see saw battlin But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take me for a joke you smokin crack Before I do that I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down run myself in the ground 'for I put some wack shit out I'm tryina smack this one out the park five thousand mark Ya'll steady tryin to drown the shark Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off Lid to the can of whoop ass just twist me off See me leap out pull the piece out fuck shootin i'm just trying to knock his teeth out Fuck with me now bitch let's see you freestyle Talk is cheap motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish leap Yo slim you gonna let him get away with that He tried to play you you can't let him 'scape with that Man I hate this crap this ain't rap This is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip hop with real life when the music stops There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh If so you woulda tried The only way I'm leavin this bitch is suicide I have died clinically arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy Got drunk then I finished he I'm every nigga's favorite arch enemy Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently I'm not what you think I appear to be fucked up Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigger had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres I murder you Danger had me turned into a mad man son of sam, bitch I'm surgical I'l allergic to dyin you think not you got balls We can see how large When the music stops I was happy having a deal at first Thought money would make me happy but It only made my pain worst It hurts when u see ur friends turn their back on u dawg When u ain't got nothing left but ur word and ur balls N ur stress full of cause Of ur new friends they beggin with their hands out Checking for ur record when its selling When it aint that's the end no laughs No friends no girl Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then Damn U slam into the wall and u fall Out the car trying to crawl with one arm About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow wonder if they would even call when the music stops Let's see how many of your men loyal When i pull up looking for you With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil I'm revved up who said what would lead bust ur head would just explode With red stuff i'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon Braggin about how u shot it like a coward bullets devour you showered you Niggars if i was u niggas i'll run while given the chance Understand i can enchance the spirit of man Death itself it can't hurt me just the thought of dying alone that really Hurts me u ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark Hug the floor while we plan to the war with ur life fuck the tour and the mic I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife deliver that shit the coroner's like You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga ur a gonna at night When The Music Stops Instigators turn pits in cages Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors Ya'll don't want war you want talk In the dark my dogs all bark like woof Proof nigga I'm a wolf get your whole roof Caved in like reindeer hoofs Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose The more ya'll breach the more I moves This hell street this is hardcore blues Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels Or make the news betcha all ya'll move When the uzi pop you better drop when the music stop Music's changed my life in so many ways Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade LL told me to rock the bells NWA said fuck the police Now i'm in jail 93 was strictly R&B Fucked up hair cut Listen to Jodeci Michael Jackson who go tell me i'm Mike Ass cheeks painted white Fucking Presilla at night Flying down sunset smoking crack Transvestite in the front Eddi Murphy in the back MOP had me grindy and griddy Marilyn Manson i dyed my hair blue And grew some titties Ludacris told me to throw them bows Now i'm in the hospital Broken nose and a fractured elbow Voices in my head i'm going in shock I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops |
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| 5:10 |
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[Dr. Dre] Huh, so I''m out the game huh?
[Eminem] Yo Dre, we ridin? [Dr. Dre] Whatever [Eminem] Well I''m witchu homie [Dr. Dre] Ok, Let''s handle this muhf*cker [Eminem] I was born to brew up storms ''n stir up sh*t Kick up dust, cuss til I slur up spit Grew up too quickly been through too much sh*t Corrupt and now they pour it on like syrup, b*tch Thick in gritz, sick and twisted Mr. Buttersworth Dre tole me to milk this sh*t for what it''s worth Till the cow just tilts and tips ''n stumbles to earth And if I fumble the verse, keep going First take, I make mistakes, just keep it No punches, pull no punches, that''s weak sh*t Fake sh*t if I ever take sh*t, I eat sh*t Was it for him? Wouldn''t be sh*t [Dr. Dre] Creep wit me, as we take a little trip down Memory Lane Been in longer than anyone in the game And I ain''t got to lie about my age [Eminem] But what about Jermaine? [Dr. Dre] f*ck Jermaine, he don''t belong speakin mine or Timbaland''s name And don''t think I don''t read your little interviews and see what your sayin I''ma giant, and I ain''t gotta move till I''m revoked When I see you, I''ma step on you and not even know it Ya midget, Mini-Me, with a buncha little Mini-You''s Runnin around your backyard swimming pools Over 80 million records sold And I ain''t had to do it with 10 or 11 year olds Chorus: Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Eminem] Second verse, it gets worst It gets no better than this Amatuers drink veteran piss From a Dixie cup, if you ever mix me up Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupri Will rub it in, every club your in, we''ll have you Blackballed and make sure you never rap a f*cken again Dre ain''t havin it as long as Im here, play Devil''s Advocate [Dr. Dre] If there was some magic sh*t I could wave Over the indusrty that could save it when I''m gone And bury to make sure the tradition carries on I would [Eminem] If I could only use this power for good I wouldn''t, not even if I could [Dr. Dre] From the hood and I''m a hornet And I''ma only sting when I''m cornered [Eminem] And I''ma only sucker punch or swing without warnin And swing to knock somebody''s f*ckin head off Cuz I know, when they get up, I won''t get a chance to let off Another punch, I''m punk-rock, no one''s punk Don''t give a f*ck, white pop, so much spunk When I was little I knew I would blow up And sell a mil or grow up to be a tiller Go nuts and be a killer [Dr. Dre] And I''m somethin of a phenom One puff of the chron I''m unstoppable, I''m alive, I''m on top again There''s no obstacle that I can''t conquer So come along with us (Come On) Chorus: Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Dr. Dre] Now anybody who knows Dre Knows I''m about fast cars and alazey, partyin all day But I handle my business cuz it''s work before play Don''t look for trouble but I serve you gourmet However you want it, you could have it your way You f*ck my night up, I''ma f*ck up your day Bullet with your name, sendin it your way That goes for anyone who walks thru that doorway Cuz this is my space, you invade it Live to regret it and you die tryin to violate it f*ck around and you''ll get anahilated Eyes diliated [Eminem] Ha, like my old lady Cuz what you say is what you say Sometimes what you mean is 2 different things Depending on your mood, if it swings, think too many things Little hit of Dre''s weed, I can do anything Catch a contact, then I''m gone and I''m back I speed write and my loose leaves my lanch pad [Dr. Dre] And I can pull any string Don''t have to prove anything Catch a contract on your head You headed West, talk sh*t about Dre? You better get a vest, then invest in something To protect your head and neck [Eminem] And it''s back and forth all day like Red and Meth I joke when I say I''m the best in the booth But a lot of truth is said injest And if I ever do live to be a legend I''ma die a sudden death, 5 mics in The Source Ain''t holdin'' my f*ckin breath But I suffocate for the respect Fore I breath the collect the f*ckin check Chorus: Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Dr. Dre] Watch your f*ckin'' mouth [Timbaland] Yo this Timbaland, tell him I said suck (*tchka*) my d*ck |
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you feel tired feel weak When you feel weak you feel like you just give up But you gotta search within you find that inner strength And just pull that shit out of you you get that motivation not to give up And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse Till I collapse I'm spillin these raps long as you feel em till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin them Cuz when I am not then I'ma stop pinnin them and I am not hip hop and I'm not just Eminem subliminal thoughts when I'ma stop sending them women are caught in webs spin em and hock venom adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illin to stop amoxacillin's just not real enough The criminal cop killin hip hop villiana minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners your comin with me feel it or not you're gonna fear it like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us you hear it a lot lyrics to shock Is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzin up Fa shizzel my wizzel this is the plot listen up you bizzels forgot slizzel does not give a fuck Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Music is like magic theres a certain feeling you get when you're real and you spit an people are feeling ya shit This is your moment and every single minute you spend trying to hold on to it cuz you may never get it again so while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can and when your run is over just admit when its at its end cuz I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit gets in I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in It goes Reggie Jay Z Tupac and Biggie Andre from Outkast Jada Kurupt Nas and then me But in this industry I'm the cause of a lot of envy so when I'm not 'ut on this list the shit does not offend me Thats why you see me walkin around like nothin's bothering me even though half you people gotta fuckin problem with me You hate it but you know respect you got to give me The press's wet dream like Bobby an Whitney Nate hit me Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Soon as a verse starts I eat at an MC's heart what is he thinkin how not to go against me smart and its absurd how people hang on every word I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve but I'll never be served my spot is forever reserved If I ever leave Earth that would be the death of me first cuz in my heart of hearts I know nothin could ever be worse thats why I'm clever when I put together every verse My thoughts are sporadic I act like I'm an addict I rap like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers But I don't want to go forth and back in constant battles The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers So this is like a full blown attack I'm launching on them the track is on some battleing rap who wants some static cuz I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters A plague and platinum status is wack if I'm not the baddest so Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Until the roof the roof comes off Until my legs give out from underneath me I I will not fall I will stand tall Feels like no one can beat me |
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Hello boys and girlsToday we''re gonna talk about father and daughter relationshipsDo you have a daddy? I'll bet you dowho's your daddy? Daddy, what're you doing? Haha Ok then! everybody, listen up! I'm goin to hell, who's comin' with me? Somebody, please help him! i think my dad gone crazy!
There's no mountain i can't climbThere's no tower too high,No plane that i can't learn how to flyWhat do i gotta do to get through to you, destroy youThere ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw toFuckin' brain's brawn, and brass ballsI cut 'em off, i got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jarInside of a hall, with my framed autograph,Sunglasses with elton john's name, on my drag wallI'm out the closet, i been lying my ass offAll this time, me and dre been fucking with hats off Suck it marshall Tell laura and her husband to back offBefore i push this motherfucking button and blast offAnd launch one of these russians, and that's allBlow every fucking thing, except afghanistan on the map, offWe wanna stop, we wanna knock the crap offHaley, tell 'em baby My dad's lost it There's really nothin' else to say ha, i can't explain it I think my dad gone crazy! A little help from hailie jade would, should tell them maybe I think my dad gone crazy! Theres nothing you could do to save it, could ever change me I think my dad gone crazy! There's noone on earth that can save me, not even halie I think my dad gone crazy! It's like my mother always told meRnrnrnrnrnrrrr, n codeine n goddamit, you little motherfuckerIf you aint got nothin' nice to say then don't say nothin'Er..Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dickChew on a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks for secondI'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel recordI'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussyAnd have pussy-lips glued to my face with a clit-ring in my noseThen quit bringin my flos, quit giving me my ammoCan't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave me alone, this wouldn''t be my ammoI wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie moCatch a homo by his toe, man i don't know no moreAm i the only fuckin one who's normal any more? Dad.. There's really nothin' else to say ha, i can't explain it I think my dad gone crazy! A little help from hailie jade would, should tell them maybe I think my dad gone crazy! Theres nothing you could do to save it, could ever change me I think my dad gone crazy! There's noone on earth that can save me, not even halie I think my dad gone crazy! My songs can make you cry, take you by surpriseAnd at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhymeSo what you're seeing is a genius at workWhich to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheekI'd gank my fuckin teeth before i'd ever bite my tongueI'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at onceAnd die and come back as vanilla ice's sonAnd walk around the rest of my life spit onAnd kicked and hit with shit, every time i sungLike r kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes onMore pain inside o' my brain, in the eyes of a little girl inside of a planeAimed at the world trade, standin' on ronny's grave,Screaming at the sky, the clouds gather as clyde mathers and bonnie jadeAnd nash briddy musta just stop itParents are pissed, but the kids love itNine millimeter, heater's desk, and two-seaters with meat cleaversI don't blame you, i wouldn't let hailie listen to me neither There's really nothin' else to say ha, i can't explain it I think my dad gone crazy! A little help from hailie jade would, should tell them maybe I think my dad gone crazy! Theres nothing you could do to save it, could ever change me I think my dad gone crazy! There's noone on earth that can save me, not even halie I think my dad gone crazy! Crazy You're funny daddy! |
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Is this thing on? Where'd everybody go? Guess who's back? Back again. Ken is back, tell somemen Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my back. Eh.Wait..Hello? Eh..Goodnight |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2002-10-03
Subject : Eminem - The Eminem Show (Interscope,2002)
