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from Eminem - The Way I Am [single] (2000)
Just the two of us.. (8X)
[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 |
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from Eminem - The Way I Am [single] (2000)
Just the two of us.. (8X)
[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 |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
[Intro] *
″What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough, if you will, to be saved. Not in a religious sense, but not to constitute what this country, at times calls (yeah) their throw-away children.″ ″We seem to be approaching (c′mon!) an age of the gross.″ {*burp*} ″We all have this idea that we should, move up a little bit from our parents′ station and each generation should do a little bit better.″ [Verse 1] Aight c′mon, let′s cut the bullshit enough, let′s get it started Let′s start addressin this issue and open it up Let′s take this shit back to the basement and we can discuss statements that′s made on this tape and this whole origin of the music that we all know and love, the music we all enjoy The music you accuse me of tryin to destroy Let′s rewind it to eighty-nine, when I was a boy On the Eastside of Detroit, crossin 8 Mile into Warren In the hick territory, I′d like to share a story This is my story, and can′t nobody tell it for me You have well informed me, and I′m well aware that I don′t belong here, you′ve made that perfectly clear I get my ass, kicked damn near everywhere From Bel-Air Shoppin Center just for stoppin in there From the black side all the way to the white side Okay there′s a bright side, a day that I might slide You may call it a pass, I call it haulin my ass Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks The good old notorious, so well known tracks [Chorus: repeat 2X] So let′s go back, follow the yellow brick road As we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home [Verse 2] I′d roam in the streets so much, they′d call me a drifter Sometimes I′d stick up a thumb just to hitchhike Just to get picked up, to get me a lift to 8 Mile and Van Dyke, or steal a God damn bike From somebody′s backyard, and drop it off at the park That was the halfway mark, to me Kim had to walk Back to her momma′s, from Chalmers, after dark To sneak me in the house, when I′m kicked out my mom′s That′s about the time, I first met Proof with Goofy Gary on the steps that I was born, handin out some flyers We was doin some talent shows at Centerline I had told him to stop by and check us some time He looked at me like I′m out my mind Shook his head, like white boys don′t know to rhyme I spit out a line, and rhymed birthday with first place And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike We was on the same shit, that Big Daddy Kane shit With compound syllables sound combined From that day we was down to ride Somehow we knew we′d meet again somewhere down the line [Chrous] [Verse 3] My first year of ninth grade, can′t forget that day of school It was cool, ′til your man MC Shan came through And said that ″Puma′s the brand, cause the Klan makes Troops″ It was rumors, but man, God damn, they flew Must have been true, because man, we done banned they shoes I had the new ones, the Cool J, ice lamb, suede too But we just threw them in the trash, like they yesterday′s news Guess who came through next, X-Clan debuted +Professor X+ (″Vanglorious″) exist in a state of +red, black, and green with a KEY, SISSIES!+ Now with this bein the new trend, we don′t fit in Crackers is out, with ″Cactus Albums,″ blackness is in African symbols and medallions, represent black power And we ain′t know what it meant, me and my man Howard and Butter would go to the mall with them all over our necks like we′re showin ′em off Not knowin at all we was bein laughed at ″You ain′t even half black; you ain′t ′posed to have that homey, let me grab that, and that Flava Flav clock we gon′ have to snatch that,″ all I remember is meetin back at Manics′s basement, sayin how we hate this How racist but dope the X-Clan′s tape is Which reminds me, back in eighty-nine me and Kim broke up for the first time, she was tryin to two-time me And there was this black girl at our school who thought I was cool cause I rapped, so she was kinda eyein me And oh, the irony, guess what her name was Ain′t even gonna say it plus, the same color hair as hers was And blue contacts, and a pair of jugs The bombest God damn girl in our whole school If I could pull it, not only would I become more popular But I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time But it backfired, I was supposed to dump her But she dumped me for this black guy, and that′s the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to the ″Ol′ Foolish Pride″ girl But I′ve heard people say they heard the tape, and it ain′t that bad But it was, I singled out a whole race And for that I apologize (apologize) I was wrong (was wrong) Cause no matter what color a girl is she′s still a ho [Chorus] [Outro] Shut the fuck up, you fuckin pieces of shit! Get the fuck away from me you big fuckers! |
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from D-12 - Devils Night Initial Run [UK Only Version] (2006)
(Funkmaster 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!! (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 (Swifty McVeigh) Come on Slim, let's go and teach this fuckin bitch a lesson (Eminem) 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 waht you believe in, long as you breathin they jealous of you man, that's the only reason they beefin! (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 (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 (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 (Bizarre) I'm eatin crews like I'm Hannibal There's no way I can be the gay rapper (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 (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 Yo! |
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from Eminem - Without Me [single] (2002)
[Intro]
Obie Trice, Real Name No Gimmicks.. 오비 트라이스, 진짜 이름 가짜 아냐.. Two trailer park girls go round the outside, 두 명의 창녀들이 저기 밖에서 돌아다니네, round the outside, round the outside. 밖에서 돌아다니네, 밖에서 돌아다니네. Two trailer park girls go round the outside, 두 명의 창녀들이 저기 밖에서 돌아다니네, round the outside, round the outside. 밖에서 돌아다니네, 밖에서 돌아다니네. Guess who's back, back again 누가 돌아왔게 다시 돌아왔게 Shady's back, tell a friend 쉐이디가 돌아왔어 친구들에게 말해 Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back.. 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게.. [Verse 1] I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to 난 괴물을 만들었어 아무도 더이상 See Marshall no more they want Shady 마샬을 보기 싫어했기 때문, 그들은 쉐이디를 원해 I'm chopped liver 난 업그레이드 됬는 데 (liver는 live + er) Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give ya 그래 쉐이디를 원한다면 여기 이것들을 주도록 하지 A little bit of me mixed with some hard liquor 나에다가 꽤 쎈 술 조금을 섞고 Some vodka that will jumpstart my heart quicker 내 심장이 더 빠르게 뛰게 하는 보드카도 약간 Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital 그리고 내가 병원에서 받았던 쇼크도 By the Dr. when I'm not cooperating 내가 돕지 않았던 의사가 줬던 그 쇼크 When I'm rocking the table while he's operating 'Hey' 그가 수술하고 있을 때 난 테이블을 흔들었지 '이봐' You waited this long to stop debating 이제 날 그만 미워하려고 이만큼 기다린 거야 Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating 난 돌아왔고, 열심히 힘을 쓰고 있어 (ovulating는 '알을 낳다'라는 뜻으로 '힘을 쓰고 있다'로 의역 가능) I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney 당신이 직업이 있다는 건 알고 있습니다. Cheney 양 (Ms. Cheney는 Lynne Cheney, 현재 미국 부통령인 Dick Cheney의 아내) But your husbands heart problem is complicated 하지만 당신 남편 심장병은 복잡하다고요 So the FCC won't let me be 그래 FCC는 날 그대로 내버려 두지 않고 (FCC는 Federal Communications Commission. 방송관리위원회 정도 되는 것으로 방송에 나오는 선정적 방송을 규제함) Or let me be me so let me see 내가 내가 되지 못하게 하지 한 번 볼까 They tried to shut me down on MTV 그들은 날 MTV에서 쫓아내려 했지 But it feels so empty without me 하지만 내가 없으니 너무 텅빈 것 같잖아 So come on dip, bum on your lips 그래 와서 한 번 봐 입술 위에 엉덩이 fuck that, cum on your lips and some on your tits 집어쳐, 네 입술에 cum 그리고 가슴에도 조금 (cum은 come의 명사, tits는 nipple의 속어) And get ready cuz this is about to get heavy 그리고 준비해 왜냐하면 진지해지려 하니까 I just settled all my lawsuits, 'Fuck you Debbie!' 방금 내 법정 파일 준비를 끝냈지 '엿먹어 데비!' (Debbie는 Debbie Mathers, Eminem의 엄마로 저번 앨범의 'Kill You'의 내용을 문제 삼아 명예훼손죄로 Eminem을 고소한 적이 있음) [Chorus] Now this looks like a job for me 그래 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같군 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 I said this looks like a job for me 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같다니까 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 [Verse 2] Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious 어린 개구쟁이들, 반항적이기만 하지 Embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis 자기 부모들이 아직 엘비스 프레슬리 노래를 듣는다는 게 창피하지 They start feeling like prisoners helpless, 점점 절망적인 죄수처럼 기분이 들다고 Til someone comes along on a mission and yells 'bitch' 누군가 재빨리 와서 '개자식!'이라고 말해야 안정이 되지 A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution, 환상적이지, 환상은 무서워, 지금 난동을 부릴 수도 없지 Pollutin' the air waves a rebel 위협적인 기분이 점점 퍼지지 So just let me just revel and bask, 그러니 그저 내가 파티를 벌이게 해줘 In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass 사실 난 모두가 내 엉덩이를 키스하게 만들었어 And it's a disaster such a catastrophe 너무 큰 재앙이야 완전 대참사지 For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me 니가 내게 보여달라고 했던 엉덩이를 너무 많이 보여줬으니 Well I'm back (nanananananana) fix your bent antenna 어쨌든 난 돌아왔어(나나나나나나나)그 굽은 안테나를 고쳐 ('나나나나나' 하는 부분은 Batman의 주제가) Tune it in and then I'm gonna enter 튠을 맞추면 내가 그대로 들어갈 께 Into the front of your skin like a splinter 네 피부 속으로 마치 가시처럼 The center of attention back for the winter 여기 겨울을 위해 네 안목을 집중시킬 것이 돌아왔지 (Grammy 시상식을 말하고 있음) I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling 난 재밌는 놈이고, 레슬링 이래로 가장 최고인 놈이야 Infesting in your kids ears and nesting 네 아이들의 귀를 감염시키고 그 안에서 살고 있어 Testing 'Attention Please' 테스트 중 '주목해주세요' Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me 누가 내 이름을 언급할 때 긴장해 Here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free 여기 내 10센트 있어 2센트는 공짜로 줄께 A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? 정말 어렵지, 누가 보냈어, 네가 보낸 거야? [Chorus] Now this looks like a job for me 그래 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같군 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 I said this looks like a job for me 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같다니까 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 [Verse 3] A tisk-it a task-it, (박자 맞추는 소리인 듯) I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this shit that shit 난 어떤 녀석이라도 이 것 저 것 말하는 놈은 가서 날려버릴 꺼야 Chris Kirkpatrik, you can get your ass kicked Chris Kirkpatrik, 넌 엉덩이를 까주겠어 (Chris Kirkpatrik은 N'Sync의 멤버 중 한 명) Worse than a little Limp Bizkit bastards, 저 꼬마 Limp Bizkit 새끼보다 더 세게 말야 And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie, 그리고 Moby, 넌 Obie가 밟아줄 거야 You 36 year old bald headed fag blow me 이 36살이나 먹은 대머리 게이 녀석 빨아봐 (blow는 blowjob의 약자, fag는 faggot의 약자. 즉 게이라는 뜻) You don't know me, you're too old 넌 날 몰라, 넌 너무 늙었어 Let go, it's over, nobody listens to techno 그냥 내버려둬 끝났다고 아무도 테크노는 안 들어 Now lets go, just give me the signal 이제 가보자고, 그냥 신호만 보내줘 I will be there with a whole list full of new insults 그럼 내가 새로운 욕 리스트를 들고 거기 가있을 테니 I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil 참 멍청했었지, 글자 하나 쓰는 데도 긴장했어 Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol Prince가 자기 이름을 기호로 바꿔버렸을 때 부터 말야 (Prince은 Michael Jackson으로 전성기 때 나타난 가수로, 소속사를 바꿀 때 자신의 이름을 이상한 기호로 바꿨습니다. 원래 소속사로 돌아오면서 Prince란 이름으로 다시 바꿨음) But sometimes that shit just seems, 하지만 이봐 가끔은 Everybody only wants to discuss me 모두가 나만 가지고 얘기하려는 것 같애 So this means I'm disgusting, 그말은 내가 구역질 난단 소리겠군 But its just me I'm just obscene 하지만 난 나야 난 외설적이라고 Though I'm not the first king of controversy 내가 논쟁거리가 된 사람 중 첫번째는 아니지만 I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley, 난 Elvis Presley 이래로 가장 최악의 녀석이야 To do Black Music so selfishly 이 흑인 음악을 이기적으로 사용하고 And use it to get myself wealthy (Hey) 내가 부자가 되는 데 사용했잖아(이봐) There's a concept that works 되는 데는 다 방법이 있어 20 million other white rappers emerge 이제 다른 2000만 백인 래퍼가 나타난다 But no matter how many fish in the sea 하지만 이 바다에 얼마나 고기가 많던 It'll be so empty without me 내가 없으면 텅빈 기분일 꺼야 [Chorus] Now this looks like a job for me 그래 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같군 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 I said this looks like a job for me 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같다니까 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 [Outro] Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la 'Kids!' 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from Eminem - Without Me [single] (2002)
Obie Trice Real Name No Gimmicks Two trailer park girls go round the outside round the outside round the outside Two trailer park girls go round the outside round the outside round the outside Guess who's back back again Shady's back tell a friend Guess 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 I've created a monster cuz nobody wants to See Marshall no more they want Shady I'm chopped liver Well if you want Shady then this is what I'll give ya A little bit of me mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that will jumpstart my heart quicker Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital By the Dr when I'm not cooperating When I'm rocking the table while he's operating 'Hey' You waited this long to stop debating Cuz I'm back I'm on the rag and ovulating I know that you got a job Ms Cheney But your husbands heart problem is complicated So the FCC won't let me be Or let me be me so let me see They tried to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty without me So come on dip bum on your lips fuck that cum on your lips and some on your tits And get ready cuz this is about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits 'Fuck you Debbie' Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a little controversy Cuz it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a little controversy Cuz it feels so empty without me Little hellions kids feeling rebellious Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis They start feeling 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 waves a rebel So just let me just revel and bask In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass And it's a disaster such a catastrophe For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me Well I'm back na na na na na na na na na na fix your bent antenna Tune it in and then I'm gonna enter Into the front of your skin like a splinter The center of attention back for the winter I'm interesting the best thing since wrestling Infesting in your kids ears and nesting Testing 'Attention Please' Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me Here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free A nuisance who sent you sent for me Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a little controversy Cuz it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So 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 talking this shit that shit Chris Kirkpatrik you can get your ass kicked Worse than a little Limp Bizkit bastards And Moby you can get stomped by Obie You 36 year old bald headed fag blow me You don't know me you're too old Let go it's over nobody listens to techno Now lets go just give me the signal I will be there with a whole list full of new insults I've been dope suspenseful with a pencil Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol But sometimes that shit just seems Everybody only wants to discuss me So this must mean I'm disgusting But its just me I'm just obscene Though I'm not the first king of controversy I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley To do Black Music so selfishly And use it to get myself wealthy Hey There's a concept that works 20 million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty without me now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a little controversy Cuz it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a little controversy Cuz it feels so empty without me Hum dei la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Hum dei la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Kids |
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from Eminem - Without Me [single] (2002)
Two trailer park girls go round the outsideround the outsideround the outsideTwo trailer park girlsgo round the outsideround the outsideround the outsideGuess who's back back againShady's back tell a friendGuess who's backguess who's backguess who's backGuess who's backguess who's backguess who's backguess who's backI've created a monstercuz nobody wants toSee Marshall no morethey want ShadyI'm chopped liverWell if you want Shadythen this is what I'll give yaA little bit of memixed with some hard liquorSome vodka that will jumpstartmy heart quickerThen a shock when I get shockedat the hospitalBy the Dr when I'm not cooperatingWhen I'm rocking the tablewhile he's operating 'Hey'You waited this longto stop debatingCuz I'm back I'm on the ragand ovulatingI know that you got a jobMs CheneyBut your husbands heartproblem is complicatedSo the FCC won't let me beOr let me be me so let me seeThey tried to shut me downon MTVBut it feels so empty without meSo come on dip bum on your lipsfuck that cum on your lipsand some on your titsAnd get readycuz this is about to get heavyI just settled all my lawsuits'Fuck you Debbie'Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow meCuz we need a little controversyCuz it feels so emptywithout meI saidthis looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow meCuz we need a little controversyCuz it feels so emptywithout meLittle hellionskids feeling rebelliousEmbarrassed their parentsstill listen to ElvisThey start feeling likeprisoners helplessTil someone comes alongon a mission and yells 'bitch'A visionary vision is scarycould start a revolutionPollutin' the air waves a rebelSo just let mejust revel and baskIn the fact that I got everyonekissing my assAnd it's a disastersuch a catastropheFor you to see so damnmuch of my ass you ask for meWell I'm backna na na na na na na na na nafix your bent antennaTune it inand then I'm gonna enterInto the front of your skinlike a splinterThe center of attentionback for the winterI'm interesting the best thingsince wrestlingInfesting in your kids earsand nestingTesting 'Attention Please'Feel the tensionsoon as someone mentions meHere's my 10 centsmy 2 cents is freeA nuisance who sentyou sent for meNow this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow meCuz we need a little controversyCuz it feels so empty without meI saidthis looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow meCuz we need a little controversyCuz it feels so empty without meA tisk it a task itI go tit for tat withanybody who's talkingthis shit that shitChris Kirkpatrikyou can get your ass kickedWorse than a little LimpBizkit bastardsAnd Moby you can getstomped by ObieYou 36 year oldbald headed fag blow meYou don't know meyou're too oldLet go it's overnobody listens to technoNow lets gojust give me the signalI will be there with a wholelist full of new insultsI've been dope suspensefulwith a pencilEver since Prince turnedhimself into a symbolBut sometimesthat shit just seemsEverybody only wants todiscuss meSo this must meanI'm disgustingBut its just meI'm just obsceneThough I'm not the first kingof controversyI am the worst thingsince Elvis PresleyTo do Black Music so selfishlyAnd use it to getmyself wealthyHeyThere's a concept that works20 million other whiterappers emergeBut no matter howmany fish in the seaIt'll be so empty without menow this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow meCuz we need a little controversyCuz it feels so empty without meI saidthis looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow meCuz we need a little controversyCuz it feels so empty without meHum dei la la lala la la la lala la la la la la la la laHum dei la la lala la la la lala la la la la la la la laKids |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
"Obie Trice, Real Name, No Gimmicks..."
Two trailer park girls go round the outside,round the outside, round the outside.Two trailer park girls go round the outside,round the outside, round the outside. Wooo! "Ooooohhhhh!" Guess who's back, back againShady's back, tell a friendGuess who's back, guess who's back,guess who's back, guess who's back,guess who's back, guess who's back,guess who's back...Duh da Da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, Duh da Da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, da um, I've created a monsta, 'cuz nobody wants toSee Marshall no more, they want Shady,I'm chopped liver.Well, if you want Shady, this is what I'll give yaA little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquorSome vodka that will jumpstart my heart quickaThen a shock when I get shocked at the hospitalBy the doctor when I'm not cooperatingWhen I'm rockin' the table while he's operating "Hey!"You waited this long to stop debating'Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulatingI know that you got a job Mrs. CheneyBut your husband's heart problem is complicatingSo the FCC won't let me beOr let me be me so let me seeThey tried to shut me down on MTVBut it feels so empty without meSo come on dip, bum on your lipsFuck thatCome on your lips and some on your tits,And get ready 'cuz this shit's about to get heavyI just settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you Debbie!" Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Little hellions, kids feelin' rebelliousEmbarrassed, their parents still listen to ElvisThey start feelin' like prisoners, helpless,'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "BITCH!"A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution,Pollutin' the air wavesA rebel,So let me just revel and bask,In the fact that I got everyone kissin' my assAnd it's a disaster, such a catastropheFor you to see so damn much of my ass, you asked for me?Well I'm back (Da Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) fix your bent antennaTune it in and then I'm gonna enterInto the front of your skin like a splinterThe center of attention back for the winterI'm interesting, the best thing since wrestlingInfesting in your kids ears and nesting"Testing: Attention Please!"Feel the tension soon as someone mentions meHere's my 10 cents, my 2 cents is freeA nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me A tisk-it a task-it,I go tit for tat with anybody who's talkin' this shit, that shitChris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kickedWorse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards,And Moby?, you can get stoned by Obie,You 36 year-old bald-headed fag blow meYou don't know me, you're too oldLet go, it's over, nobody listens to technoNow let's go, just give me the signalI'll be there with a whole list full of new insultsI been dope, suspenseful with a pencilEver since Prince turned himself into a symbol (knife scrapes)But sometimes the shit just seems,Everybody only wants to discuss meSo this must mean I'm disgusting,But it's just me I'm just obsceneThough I'm not the first king of controversyI am the worst thing since Elvis Presley,To do Black music so selfishlyAnd use it to get myself wealthy (Hey!)There's a concept that works20 million other white rappers emergeBut no matta how many fish in the seaIt'll be so empty without me Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Now this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without meI said this looks like a job for meSo everybody just follow me'Cuz we need a little controversy,'Cuz it feels so empty without me Heh-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la "Kids!" |
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from Eminem - The Anger Management Tour [video, live] (2008)
[Intro]
Obie Trice, Real Name No Gimmicks.. 오비 트라이스, 진짜 이름 가짜 아냐.. Two trailer park girls go round the outside, 두 명의 창녀들이 저기 밖에서 돌아다니네, round the outside, round the outside. 밖에서 돌아다니네, 밖에서 돌아다니네. Two trailer park girls go round the outside, 두 명의 창녀들이 저기 밖에서 돌아다니네, round the outside, round the outside. 밖에서 돌아다니네, 밖에서 돌아다니네. Guess who's back, back again 누가 돌아왔게 다시 돌아왔게 Shady's back, tell a friend 쉐이디가 돌아왔어 친구들에게 말해 Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back.. 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게, 누가 돌아왔게.. [Verse 1] I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to 난 괴물을 만들었어 아무도 더이상 See Marshall no more they want Shady 마샬을 보기 싫어했기 때문, 그들은 쉐이디를 원해 I'm chopped liver 난 업그레이드 됬는 데 (liver는 live + er) Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give ya 그래 쉐이디를 원한다면 여기 이것들을 주도록 하지 A little bit of me mixed with some hard liquor 나에다가 꽤 쎈 술 조금을 섞고 Some vodka that will jumpstart my heart quicker 내 심장이 더 빠르게 뛰게 하는 보드카도 약간 Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital 그리고 내가 병원에서 받았던 쇼크도 By the Dr. when I'm not cooperating 내가 돕지 않았던 의사가 줬던 그 쇼크 When I'm rocking the table while he's operating 'Hey' 그가 수술하고 있을 때 난 테이블을 흔들었지 '이봐' You waited this long to stop debating 이제 날 그만 미워하려고 이만큼 기다린 거야 Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating 난 돌아왔고, 열심히 힘을 쓰고 있어 (ovulating는 '알을 낳다'라는 뜻으로 '힘을 쓰고 있다'로 의역 가능) I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney 당신이 직업이 있다는 건 알고 있습니다. Cheney 양 (Ms. Cheney는 Lynne Cheney, 현재 미국 부통령인 Dick Cheney의 아내) But your husbands heart problem is complicated 하지만 당신 남편 심장병은 복잡하다고요 So the FCC won't let me be 그래 FCC는 날 그대로 내버려 두지 않고 (FCC는 Federal Communications Commission. 방송관리위원회 정도 되는 것으로 방송에 나오는 선정적 방송을 규제함) Or let me be me so let me see 내가 내가 되지 못하게 하지 한 번 볼까 They tried to shut me down on MTV 그들은 날 MTV에서 쫓아내려 했지 But it feels so empty without me 하지만 내가 없으니 너무 텅빈 것 같잖아 So come on dip, bum on your lips 그래 와서 한 번 봐 입술 위에 엉덩이 fuck that, cum on your lips and some on your tits 집어쳐, 네 입술에 cum 그리고 가슴에도 조금 (cum은 come의 명사, tits는 nipple의 속어) And get ready cuz this is about to get heavy 그리고 준비해 왜냐하면 진지해지려 하니까 I just settled all my lawsuits, 'Fuck you Debbie!' 방금 내 법정 파일 준비를 끝냈지 '엿먹어 데비!' (Debbie는 Debbie Mathers, Eminem의 엄마로 저번 앨범의 'Kill You'의 내용을 문제 삼아 명예훼손죄로 Eminem을 고소한 적이 있음) [Chorus] Now this looks like a job for me 그래 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같군 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 I said this looks like a job for me 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같다니까 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 [Verse 2] Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious 어린 개구쟁이들, 반항적이기만 하지 Embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis 자기 부모들이 아직 엘비스 프레슬리 노래를 듣는다는 게 창피하지 They start feeling like prisoners helpless, 점점 절망적인 죄수처럼 기분이 들다고 Til someone comes along on a mission and yells 'bitch' 누군가 재빨리 와서 '개자식!'이라고 말해야 안정이 되지 A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution, 환상적이지, 환상은 무서워, 지금 난동을 부릴 수도 없지 Pollutin' the air waves a rebel 위협적인 기분이 점점 퍼지지 So just let me just revel and bask, 그러니 그저 내가 파티를 벌이게 해줘 In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass 사실 난 모두가 내 엉덩이를 키스하게 만들었어 And it's a disaster such a catastrophe 너무 큰 재앙이야 완전 대참사지 For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me 니가 내게 보여달라고 했던 엉덩이를 너무 많이 보여줬으니 Well I'm back (nanananananana) fix your bent antenna 어쨌든 난 돌아왔어(나나나나나나나)그 굽은 안테나를 고쳐 ('나나나나나' 하는 부분은 Batman의 주제가) Tune it in and then I'm gonna enter 튠을 맞추면 내가 그대로 들어갈 께 Into the front of your skin like a splinter 네 피부 속으로 마치 가시처럼 The center of attention back for the winter 여기 겨울을 위해 네 안목을 집중시킬 것이 돌아왔지 (Grammy 시상식을 말하고 있음) I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling 난 재밌는 놈이고, 레슬링 이래로 가장 최고인 놈이야 Infesting in your kids ears and nesting 네 아이들의 귀를 감염시키고 그 안에서 살고 있어 Testing 'Attention Please' 테스트 중 '주목해주세요' Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me 누가 내 이름을 언급할 때 긴장해 Here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free 여기 내 10센트 있어 2센트는 공짜로 줄께 A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? 정말 어렵지, 누가 보냈어, 네가 보낸 거야? [Chorus] Now this looks like a job for me 그래 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같군 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 I said this looks like a job for me 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같다니까 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 [Verse 3] A tisk-it a task-it, (박자 맞추는 소리인 듯) I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this shit that shit 난 어떤 녀석이라도 이 것 저 것 말하는 놈은 가서 날려버릴 꺼야 Chris Kirkpatrik, you can get your ass kicked Chris Kirkpatrik, 넌 엉덩이를 까주겠어 (Chris Kirkpatrik은 N'Sync의 멤버 중 한 명) Worse than a little Limp Bizkit bastards, 저 꼬마 Limp Bizkit 새끼보다 더 세게 말야 And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie, 그리고 Moby, 넌 Obie가 밟아줄 거야 You 36 year old bald headed fag blow me 이 36살이나 먹은 대머리 게이 녀석 빨아봐 (blow는 blowjob의 약자, fag는 faggot의 약자. 즉 게이라는 뜻) You don't know me, you're too old 넌 날 몰라, 넌 너무 늙었어 Let go, it's over, nobody listens to techno 그냥 내버려둬 끝났다고 아무도 테크노는 안 들어 Now lets go, just give me the signal 이제 가보자고, 그냥 신호만 보내줘 I will be there with a whole list full of new insults 그럼 내가 새로운 욕 리스트를 들고 거기 가있을 테니 I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil 참 멍청했었지, 글자 하나 쓰는 데도 긴장했어 Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol Prince가 자기 이름을 기호로 바꿔버렸을 때 부터 말야 (Prince은 Michael Jackson으로 전성기 때 나타난 가수로, 소속사를 바꿀 때 자신의 이름을 이상한 기호로 바꿨습니다. 원래 소속사로 돌아오면서 Prince란 이름으로 다시 바꿨음) But sometimes that shit just seems, 하지만 이봐 가끔은 Everybody only wants to discuss me 모두가 나만 가지고 얘기하려는 것 같애 So this means I'm disgusting, 그말은 내가 구역질 난단 소리겠군 But its just me I'm just obscene 하지만 난 나야 난 외설적이라고 Though I'm not the first king of controversy 내가 논쟁거리가 된 사람 중 첫번째는 아니지만 I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley, 난 Elvis Presley 이래로 가장 최악의 녀석이야 To do Black Music so selfishly 이 흑인 음악을 이기적으로 사용하고 And use it to get myself wealthy (Hey) 내가 부자가 되는 데 사용했잖아(이봐) There's a concept that works 되는 데는 다 방법이 있어 20 million other white rappers emerge 이제 다른 2000만 백인 래퍼가 나타난다 But no matter how many fish in the sea 하지만 이 바다에 얼마나 고기가 많던 It'll be so empty without me 내가 없으면 텅빈 기분일 꺼야 [Chorus] Now this looks like a job for me 그래 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같군 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 I said this looks like a job for me 이거 내게 딱맞는 직업인 것 같다니까 So everybody just follow me 그러니 모두다 날 따라와 Cuz we need a little controversy, 왜냐하면 조금은 논쟁이 필요하니까, Cuz it feels so empty without me 나없으면 너무 텅빈 것 같으니까 [Outro] Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la 'Kids!' 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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
I never knew I..
I never knew I.. Mic check one-two I never knew I.. Who woulda knew? I never knew I.. Who'da known? I never knew I.. Fuck would've thought I never knew I.. Motherfucker comes out I never knew I.. and sells a couple of million records I never knew I.. And these motherfuckers hit the ceiling I never knew I.. I don't do black music, I don't do white music I make fight music, for high school kids I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires screech*} I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!) Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight jump out put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now? Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how? Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around? Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle around and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out (Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked? {*ewwww*} Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement (The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents * Repeat Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch So who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?) I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie where he's shootin all sorts of these motherfuckers with a uzi I sees three little kids, up in the front row, screamin "Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same moms and dads who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?" And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old daughter to wear? (Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words when his bus driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse ("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!") And fuck was the first word I ever learned up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!) So read up, about how I used to get beat up peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3 months My life's like kinda what my wife's like (what?) Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every night, Ike So how much easier would life be if 19 million motherfuckers grew to be just like me? * Repeat I never knew I.. knew I'd.. have a new house or a new car A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I? Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?) Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!) How many retards'll listen to me and run up in the school shootin when they're pissed at a teach-er, her, him, is it you is it them? "Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!" Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen? Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop I just said it - I ain't know if you'd do it or not * Repeat How the fuck was I supposed to know? |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
America
We love you How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours The stripes and the stars for the rights of men who have died for to protect The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech the United States Government has sworn to uphold I want everbody to listen to the words of this song I neva woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see So many mothafuckin people who feel like me Who share the same views And the same exact beliefs It's like a fuckin army marchin in back of me So many lives I touched So much anger aimed at no particular direction Just sprays and sprays And straight through your radio waves It plays and plays Till it stays stuck in ya head For days and days Who woulda thought standin in this mirror Bleachin my hair wit some Peroxide Reachin for a T shirt to wear That I would catapult to the fore front of rap like this How can I predict my words And have an impact like this I musta struck a chord wit somebody up in the office Cuz congress keeps tellin me I ain't causin nuttin but problems And now they sayin I'm in trouble wit the Government I'm lovin it I shoveled shit all my life And now I'm dumpin it on WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like yaself If they were brown Shady lose Shady sits on the shelf But Shady's cute Shady knew Shady's dimples would help Make ladies swoon baby Look at myself Let's do the math If I was black I woulda sold half I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that But I can rap so fuck school I'm too cool to go back Gimme the mic Show me where the fuckin studios at When I was underground No one gave a fuck I was white No labels wanted to sign me Almost gave up I was like Fuck it Until I met Dre The only one who looked past Gave me a chance And I lit a fire up under his ass Helped him get back to the top Every fan black that I got Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that hes got Like damn we just swapped Sittin back look at this shit wow I'm like My skin is it startin to work to my benefit now WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get See the problem is I speak to suburban kids Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist These moms probably woulda never gave 2 squirts of piss Till I created so much muthafuckin turbulance Straight out the tube right into ya livin rooms I came And kids flipped When they knew I was produced by Dre That's all it took And they were instantly hooked right in And they connected wit me too because I looked like them That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope Searchin wit a fine toothed comb It's like this rope waitin to choke Tightenin around my throat Watchin me while I write this like I dont like this NO All I hear is Lyrics lyrics constant controversy Sponsors workin round the clock To try to stop my concerts early Surely hip hop is never a problem In Harlem only In Boston After it bothered ya fathers Of daughters startin to blossom Now I'm catchin the flack from these activists When they raggin Actin like I'm the 1st rapper to smack a bitch and say faggot Shit Just look at me like I'm ya closest pal A poster child The muthafuckin spokesman now for WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ya kids WHITE AMERICA Little Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica loves my shit I go to TRL Look how many hugs I get So to the parents of America I am the damager aimed at little Erica To attack her character The ring leader of the circus of worthless pawns Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress And piss on the lawns of the White House To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hipocracy Fuck you Ms Cheney Fuck you Tipper Gore Fuck you with the freeness of speech this divided states of embarrasment Will allow me to have Fuck You I'm just playin America you know I love you |
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from Eminem - The Anger Management Tour [video, live] (2008)
America!
We love you! How many people are proud to be citiznes of this beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the rights that men 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. Or so we′′re are told. (Yo i want ever body to listen to the words of this song) Verse I never would′′ve dreamed in a million years I′′d see, so many mother fuckin 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 anger aimed in noo particular direction, just sprays and sorays Straight through your radio waves it plays and plasys, till it stays stuck in your head for days and days who woulda thought, standing in this mirror bleachin my haor, with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this? How could I predict my woeds would have an impact like this I must′′ve struck a chord, with somebody uo in the office, cuz Congress keeps telling me I aint′′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 dumping in on Chorus X2 White America! I could be one of your kins White America! Little Eric looks just like this White America! Erica loves my shit I go to TRL, look how many hugs I gey Verse 2 Look at these eyes, baby bule, baby just like yourself if they werr brown Shady lose, Shady sits on the shelf but Shady′′s cute, Shady knew Shady′′s dimples would help make ladies swoon baby.ooh baby! Look at my sales Lets do the mahth, 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 |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Music reality
sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Psyche If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead off batter of things Shit for me to feed off I'm see saw battlin But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take me for a joke you smokin crack Before I do that I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down run myself in the ground 'for I put some wack shit out I'm tryina smack this one out the park five thousand mark Ya'll steady tryin to drown the shark Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off Lid to the can of whoop ass just twist me off See me leap out pull the piece out fuck shootin i'm just trying to knock his teeth out Fuck with me now bitch let's see you freestyle Talk is cheap motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish leap Yo slim you gonna let him get away with that He tried to play you you can't let him 'scape with that Man I hate this crap this ain't rap This is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip hop with real life when the music stops There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh If so you woulda tried The only way I'm leavin this bitch is suicide I have died clinically arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy Got drunk then I finished he I'm every nigga's favorite arch enemy Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently I'm not what you think I appear to be fucked up Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigger had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres I murder you Danger had me turned into a mad man son of sam, bitch I'm surgical I'l allergic to dyin you think not you got balls We can see how large When the music stops I was happy having a deal at first Thought money would make me happy but It only made my pain worst It hurts when u see ur friends turn their back on u dawg When u ain't got nothing left but ur word and ur balls N ur stress full of cause Of ur new friends they beggin with their hands out Checking for ur record when its selling When it aint that's the end no laughs No friends no girl Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then Damn U slam into the wall and u fall Out the car trying to crawl with one arm About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow wonder if they would even call when the music stops Let's see how many of your men loyal When i pull up looking for you With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil I'm revved up who said what would lead bust ur head would just explode With red stuff i'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon Braggin about how u shot it like a coward bullets devour you showered you Niggars if i was u niggas i'll run while given the chance Understand i can enchance the spirit of man Death itself it can't hurt me just the thought of dying alone that really Hurts me u ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark Hug the floor while we plan to the war with ur life fuck the tour and the mic I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife deliver that shit the coroner's like You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga ur a gonna at night When The Music Stops Instigators turn pits in cages Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors Ya'll don't want war you want talk In the dark my dogs all bark like woof Proof nigga I'm a wolf get your whole roof Caved in like reindeer hoofs Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose The more ya'll breach the more I moves This hell street this is hardcore blues Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels Or make the news betcha all ya'll move When the uzi pop you better drop when the music stop Music's changed my life in so many ways Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade LL told me to rock the bells NWA said fuck the police Now i'm in jail 93 was strictly R&B Fucked up hair cut Listen to Jodeci Michael Jackson who go tell me i'm Mike Ass cheeks painted white Fucking Presilla at night Flying down sunset smoking crack Transvestite in the front Eddi Murphy in the back MOP had me grindy and griddy Marilyn Manson i dyed my hair blue And grew some titties Ludacris told me to throw them bows Now i'm in the hospital Broken nose and a fractured elbow Voices in my head i'm going in shock I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops |
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from Eminem - The Anger Management Tour [video, live] (2008)
Music reality
sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Psyche If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead off batter of things Shit for me to feed off I'm see saw battlin But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take me for a joke you smokin crack Before I do that I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down run myself in the ground 'for I put some wack shit out I'm tryina smack this one out the park five thousand mark Ya'll steady tryin to drown the shark Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off Lid to the can of whoop ass just twist me off See me leap out pull the piece out fuck shootin i'm just trying to knock his teeth out Fuck with me now bitch let's see you freestyle Talk is cheap motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish leap Yo slim you gonna let him get away with that He tried to play you you can't let him 'scape with that Man I hate this crap this ain't rap This is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip hop with real life when the music stops There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh If so you woulda tried The only way I'm leavin this bitch is suicide I have died clinically arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy Got drunk then I finished he I'm every nigga's favorite arch enemy Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently I'm not what you think I appear to be fucked up Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigger had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres I murder you Danger had me turned into a mad man son of sam, bitch I'm surgical I'l allergic to dyin you think not you got balls We can see how large When the music stops I was happy having a deal at first Thought money would make me happy but It only made my pain worst It hurts when u see ur friends turn their back on u dawg When u ain't got nothing left but ur word and ur balls N ur stress full of cause Of ur new friends they beggin with their hands out Checking for ur record when its selling When it aint that's the end no laughs No friends no girl Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then Damn U slam into the wall and u fall Out the car trying to crawl with one arm About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow wonder if they would even call when the music stops Let's see how many of your men loyal When i pull up looking for you With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil I'm revved up who said what would lead bust ur head would just explode With red stuff i'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon Braggin about how u shot it like a coward bullets devour you showered you Niggars if i was u niggas i'll run while given the chance Understand i can enchance the spirit of man Death itself it can't hurt me just the thought of dying alone that really Hurts me u ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark Hug the floor while we plan to the war with ur life fuck the tour and the mic I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife deliver that shit the coroner's like You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga ur a gonna at night When The Music Stops Instigators turn pits in cages Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors Ya'll don't want war you want talk In the dark my dogs all bark like woof Proof nigga I'm a wolf get your whole roof Caved in like reindeer hoofs Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose The more ya'll breach the more I moves This hell street this is hardcore blues Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels Or make the news betcha all ya'll move When the uzi pop you better drop when the music stop Music's changed my life in so many ways Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade LL told me to rock the bells NWA said fuck the police Now i'm in jail 93 was strictly R&B Fucked up hair cut Listen to Jodeci Michael Jackson who go tell me i'm Mike Ass cheeks painted white Fucking Presilla at night Flying down sunset smoking crack Transvestite in the front Eddi Murphy in the back MOP had me grindy and griddy Marilyn Manson i dyed my hair blue And grew some titties Ludacris told me to throw them bows Now i'm in the hospital Broken nose and a fractured elbow Voices in my head i'm going in shock I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops |
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from Eminem - When I'M Gone [single] (2005)
Yeah
It's my life My own words I guess 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 armour And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm 'em But what happens when karma turns right around and bites you And everything you stand for turns on you, despite you What happens when you become the main source of a pain "Daddy look what I made" Dad's gotta go catch a plane "Daddy where's Mommy I can't find Mommy where is she?" I don't know go play Hailie, baby your Daddy's busy Daddy's writing this song this song ain't gonna write itself I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself Then turn right around on that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother who's a spitting image of her That's Slim Shady, yeah baby Slim Shady's crazy Shady made me but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back I keep having this dream I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing She keeps screaming she don't want me to sing "You're making Mommy cry why? Why is Mommy crying?" Baby, Daddy ain't leaving no more "Daddy you're lying "You always say that you always say this is the last time "But you ain't leaving no more Daddy you're mine" She's piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it "Daddy please, Daddy don't leave Daddy - no stop it!" Goes in her pocket pulls out a tiny necklace locket It's got a picture "this'll keep you safe Daddy take it withcha'" I look up it's just me standing in the mirror These fuckin' walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear 'em They're saying "You've got one more chance to do right" and it's tonight Now go out there and show that you love 'em before it's too late And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door It's turns to a stage they're gone and this spotlight is on And I'm singingAnd when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back Sixty thousand people all jumping out their seat The curtain closes they're throwing roses at my feet I take a bow and thank you all for coming out They're screaming so loud I take one last look at th crowd I glance down I don't believe what I'm seeing "Daddy it's me, help Mommy her wrists are bleeding," 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 make 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 gone" But baby wait, "it's too late Dad you made the choice "Now go up 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-keep it real I hear applause all this time I couldn't see How could it be that the curtain is closing on me I turn around find a gun on the ground, cock it Put it to my brain and 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 clock's ringin' there's birds singin' It's Spring and Hailie's outside swinging I walk right up to Kim and kiss her Tell her I miss her, Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister Almost as if to say And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back - |
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from Eminem - When I'M Gone [single] (2005)
Yeah
It's my life My own words I guess 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 armour And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm 'em But what happens when karma turns right around and bites you And everything you stand for turns on you, despite you What happens when you become the main source of a pain "Daddy look what I made" Dad's gotta go catch a plane "Daddy where's Mommy I can't find Mommy where is she?" I don't know go play Hailie, baby your Daddy's busy Daddy's writing this song this song ain't gonna write itself I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself Then turn right around on that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother who's a spitting image of her That's Slim Shady, yeah baby Slim Shady's crazy Shady made me but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back I keep having this dream I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing She keeps screaming she don't want me to sing "You're making Mommy cry why? Why is Mommy crying?" Baby, Daddy ain't leaving no more "Daddy you're lying "You always say that you always say this is the last time "But you ain't leaving no more Daddy you're mine" She's piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it "Daddy please, Daddy don't leave Daddy - no stop it!" Goes in her pocket pulls out a tiny necklace locket It's got a picture "this'll keep you safe Daddy take it withcha'" I look up it's just me standing in the mirror These fuckin' walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear 'em They're saying "You've got one more chance to do right" and it's tonight Now go out there and show that you love 'em before it's too late And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door It's turns to a stage they're gone and this spotlight is on And I'm singingAnd when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back Sixty thousand people all jumping out their seat The curtain closes they're throwing roses at my feet I take a bow and thank you all for coming out They're screaming so loud I take one last look at th crowd I glance down I don't believe what I'm seeing "Daddy it's me, help Mommy her wrists are bleeding," 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 make 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 gone" But baby wait, "it's too late Dad you made the choice "Now go up 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-keep it real I hear applause all this time I couldn't see How could it be that the curtain is closing on me I turn around find a gun on the ground, cock it Put it to my brain and 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 clock's ringin' there's birds singin' It's Spring and Hailie's outside swinging I walk right up to Kim and kiss her Tell her I miss her, Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister Almost as if to say And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back - |
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from Dr. Dre 2집 - 2001 (1999)
Back when Cube
was rollin wit Lorenzo in a Benzo I was bangin wit a gang of instrumentals Got the pens and pencils got down to business but sometimes the business end of this shit can turn your friends against you But you was a real nigga I could sense it in you I still remember the window of the car that you went through that's fucked up but I'll never forget the shit we been through And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you Cuz you my nigga Doc and Eazy I'm still wit you Fuck the beef nigga I miss you and that's just bein real wit you You see the truth is Everybody wanna know how close me and Snoop is And who I'm still cool wit Then I got these fake ass niggaz I first drew with Claimin that they non violent talkin like they Spit venom in interviews speakin on reunions Move units then talk shit and we can do this Until then I ain't even speakin your name Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same Nigga it ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors It's just that I'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em What's the difference You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin Yo I stay wit it While you try to perpetrate play wit it Never knew about the next level until Dre did it YEAH I stay committed while you motherfuckers baby sitted I smash you critics like a overhand right from Riddick Yeah Come and get it shitted on villians by the millions I be catchin bitches while bitches be catchin feelings So what the fuck am I supposed to do I pop bottles and hot hollow points at each and all of you Come on A heartless bastard high and plastered My style is like the reaction from too much acid never come down Pass it around if you can't handle it Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train laminates What's the difference between me and you What about five back accounts three ounces and two vehicles Until my death I'm Bangladesh I suggest you hold yo' breath til ain't none left Yo that's the difference What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style Aight hold up hold up STOP THE BEAT A MINUTE I got somethin to say Dre I wanna tell you this shit right now while this fuckin weed is in me I don't know if I ever told you this but I love you dawg I got your motherfuckin back just know this shit Slim I don't know if you noticed it But I've had your back from day one nigga let's blow this bitch I mean it dawg you ever need somebody offed who's throat is it Well if you ever kill that Kim bitch I'll show you where the ocean is Well that's cool and I appreciate the offer But if I do decide to really murder my daughter's momma I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her And cruise around wit her for seven hours through California And have her wavin at people Hi Then drop her off on the corner at the police station and drive off honkin the horn for her Raw dawg get your arm gnawed off Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of fuck Fuck blood I wanna see some lungs coughed up Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop up they nose and cough snot up mucus in hot water That's for tryin to talk like the Chronic was lost product That's for even THINKIN of havin them thoughts thought up You better show some respect whenever the Doc's brought up So what's the difference between us We can start at the penis Or we can scream i Just Don't Give a Fuck and see who means it What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin What's the difference between me and you |
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from Dj Clue? - The Professional 2 (2000)
[DJ Clue]
Ha haaaaa... *echoes* [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* |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
[Eminem singing]
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 [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 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 |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
[Eminem singing]
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 [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 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 |
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from DJ Spinna - Rawkus Presents/ Heavy Beats Volume 1 (2000)
(feat. Eminem, Thirstin Howl III)
[Thirstin Howl] I hit harder than Foreman Landing both both gloves to a low blow With no cup Leave you Speech-less like when Arrested Development broke up Carry a crow bar for egos that won't budge Crack skulls through helmets With the penetration of a screw nailed in Return like I was sending self addressed postage Throw bricks the size of the Stonehenge Before battles, we pour blood And toast, death to wicked infants Found on the sorceress' doorsteps Slaughter lamb And boar's head Every MC's cause of boredness And mind bondage Bronchitis, lung failure Language unfam-i-liar Art through a flooded air brush ??? leave craft Sentences joined with words holding hands It's a tight squeeze From where your head will be landing In exact time flight leaves [Eminem] Who's arm is this? I must have cut it off of the pharmacist Who refused to renew my seventh presciption of darvecet I'm the old man who lives upstairs and starves his pets And never leaves his house 'cause he thinks his car's possessed I hate my life That's why I degrade my wife Grabbed a paper plate to make a sandwich And just ate the knife My mother's screaming 'please heal him, take him straight to Christ' Meet you on the street and slap you just to break the ice Made a bomb threat with a fake device Strip you naked twice, pistol whip you and force you to take advice And if you catch me bobbin' my head to some bullshit spittin' I was probably just tryin to shake the lice Bugs fallin' out of my head I'm wishin' I was dead While I'm crawlin out of my bed Found it red and my rash is returning I feel the sensation of burning Occurring, usually during pain for release in my urine Screamin' at my shadow 'please quit followin' me' These pills keep screamin' 'please quit swollin' me' The devil keeps screamin' 'please get down on one knee' Took the drugs before the cops ever found them on me |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Translation
So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick - ha ha! Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass so the rats can't chew through his last pants I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin him I'm like a fuckin wasp in the hospital lost Stingin the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls I light a candle and place it up on the mantle Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin handle So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin [Swifty] Bitch it's too late [Eminem] Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator Degradin, creatin murders to kill haters Accused for every crime known through the equator They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my 'gators My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an' I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face {*BLAM*} With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose You never hear me say, "Forgive me" I'm snatchin every penny - it gotta be that way nigga, face it That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it You hidin, I make the president get a facelift Niggaz just afraid, handin me they bracelets Chillin in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight Chorus: Eminem *So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick [Bizarre] I'm a compulsive liar, settin my preacher on fire Slashin your tires, flyin down Fenkel and Meyers Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin my dick off in a bed of barbed wire (Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn't you read the flyer? Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor (Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired Fuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire iron I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record skip.. Lettin the record skip.. Lettin the record skip.. (Damn!) I'm fuckin anything when I'm snortin It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion {*dog whines*} Some bitch asked for my autograph I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom [Proof] Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack Weed laced with somethin {*gun cocks*} nigga pass that In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats Be your mom on publishin, get your ASCAP-ped The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack Run your motherfuckin pockets, ASAP I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's Born loser, half theif and half black Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at Bitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked and found chopped up in a trash bag [Kuniva] We stranglin rappers until the point they can't yell cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace Gruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlums I grapple your adam's apple until it crackle Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you Get executed, cuz I'm a "Luni" I got a "Yukmouth" and it's polluted I cock it back then shoot it I love snatchin up players thugs and young ballers Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers Brigade barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo A big Chinese nigga, screamin "Kuniva yo yo.." I leave ya face leakin, run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin Take a swing at the deacon [Kon Artis] I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight I was straight 'til I got caught sellin em shake I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent with the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von who got fired from UPS for tryin to send you a bomb (Special delivery!) I signed to a local label for fun Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run Driveby you in the rain while you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin they funds Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one's 'til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough * Repeat [Eminem] Haha.. suck my motherfuckin dick D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin Dozen Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands Bizarre kid Swifty McVeigh The Kon Artis The Kuniva Dirty Harry Haha, and Slim Shady.. |
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from D-12 - Shit On You [single] (2001)
(Eminem)
Translation So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick - ha ha! Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass so the rats can't chew through his last pants I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin him I'm like a fuckin wasp in the hospital lost Stingin the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls I light a candle and place it up on the mantle Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin handle So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin (Swifty) Bitch it's too late (Eminem) Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains (Swifty) I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator Degradin, creatin murders to kill haters Accused for every crime known through the equator They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my 'gators My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an' I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face {*BLAM*} With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose You never hear me say, "Forgive me" I'm snatchin every penny - it gotta be that way nigga, face it That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it You hidin, I make the president get a facelift Niggaz just afraid, handin me they bracelets Chillin in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight (Eminem) So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick (Bizarre) I'm a compulsive liar, settin my preacher on fire Slashin your tires, flyin down Fenkel and Meyers Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin my dick off in a bed of barbed wire (Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn't you read the flyer? Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor (Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired Fuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire iron I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*} Lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*} Lettin the record skip.. {*needle pops*} (Damn!) {*DJ reverses the record and scratches it back on beat*} I'm fuckin anything when I'm snortin It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion {*dog whines*} Some bitch asked for my autograph I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom (Proof) Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack Weed laced with somethin {*gun cocks*} nigga pass that In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats Be your mom on publishin, get your ASCAP-ped The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack Run your motherfuckin pockets, ASAP I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's Born loser, half theif and half black Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at Bitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked and found chopped up in a trash bag (Kuniva) We stranglin rappers until the point they can't yell cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace Gruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlums I grapple your adam's apple until it crackle Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you Get executed, cuz I'm a "Luni" I got a "Yukmouth" and it's polluted I cock it back then shoot it I love snatchin up players thugs and young ballers Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers Brigade barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo A big Chinese nigga, screamin "Kuniva yo yo.." I leave ya face leakin, run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin Take a swing at the deacon (Kon Artis) I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight I was straight 'til I got caught sellin em shake I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent with the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von who got fired from UPS for tryin to send you a bomb (Special delivery!) I signed to a local label for fun Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run Driveby you in the rain while you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin they funds Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one's 'til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough (Eminem) So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick (Eminem) Haha.. suck my motherfuckin dick D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin Dozen Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands Bizarre Kid Swifty McVeigh The Kon Artis The Kuniva Dirty Harry Haha, and Slim Shady |
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from D-12 - D12 World (2004)
(Kon Artis - Chorus)
Now out of all the women in the place ooo you got me starin' at your pretty face.ooo And with that body I could truly say that ooo u r the one, u r the one, u r the one, ooh oooh. Amazed by the way that you shake them hips ooo, shakin' your ass off on my dick ooo I get aroused by them sexy lips cause ooo u r the one, u r the one, u r the one that can dooo (Swift) And you wonder why I call you everyday of the week, and have that operator breakin' on your line when you speak. And I can say that I'ma make you mine in a blink. You nominated just for your behind and I'm game, you a thug with your best of friend, mud-wrestlin'. Sittin' in the corner with a mug and a cup of gin. See me lookin' for you when you win in a pen, see I hug you dirty. You confronting me for flirtin'? You wanted me so suddenly, my company's a burden, but I won't jump a balcony, and how can I be hurtin'. I'm just playin' wit you and it's workin'. Your friend's can't save you, they fakin' like they nurses. (Bizarre) First time I saw you, up in them guests, you the only reason I use Federal Express. Shit, I don't be havin' no packages. Naw, I'm getting dressers, lamps, and big matresses. I go crazy when I smell your odor. I just want to pick you up, and take you to Pan-De-Rosa. Steak and potatoes, whatever you want. I'll register the buffet, my publics cheques then come. You don't care about D12, you don't know about Bizarre. All you know that I'm weird and I wear a wonder-bra. That's fine, I just wanna make you mine. niggas say you a 3, I think you a dime. (Chorus) (Proof) I love the way yo' body grindin', gettin' all in my face Only thing on your mind is which wallet to raid Your ass looks so perfect with your thong on your waist built like a stallion, you belong in a race Get money by the barrel, King Kong in the place Movie and a dinner, that's as long as I wait Hey, I ain't on your ear off, talkin' dates Got you dizzy off D-twizzy, you ain't walkin' straight Got a roomy, bring your booty, and lets cultivate. You so pretty, love them titties, they soft and fake. Bring your friends, "Damn your skin smell like coffeecake." Yo meet me at the place when you get off at eight. (Kuniva) The way you move have got me buggin' out. And you quick to take off your jacket and slug it out, we thug it out. Pourin' 40's out and give each other death. In fact, we both hate goin' out, we both hate small gats. You the truth I'm for real yo I love you to death. And if we break up, I'ma stalk you and bug you to death. Till you scared to leave the house because you know I'm in the bushes. We went from hugs and kisses into shoves and pushes. Tis all love, take it and stride, I'm only jokin' wit you. I don't get down like that, you know I'd never hit you. But yet and still if I ever feel I'm about to, I'll gently grab the shoulders and shake the shit out ya girl!!! (Chorus) (Kon Artis) I take a light skinned, dark skinned, short and black, attitude sassy and they ass is fat. Corporate suburb when you could be a classy rat. Louis Votton cost to much to have a bag to match. Girl forget all that, I'm gettin' rich off rap, and you could be my aid in all as long as you got my back. Seditary, there's entrepreneurs, and that's a fact. And your birthday's seven days after mine, correct? Well that's two things that we got in common, baby. Hope there ain't a problem that I'm involved in Shady. Cause come next year, I will not be datin', cause my plan's to be with your stinkin' ass OK? |
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from D-12 - D-12 World [Explicit Version] (2006)
(Kon Artis - Chorus)
Now out of all the women in the place ooo you got me starin' at your pretty face.ooo And with that body I could truly say that ooo u r the one, u r the one, u r the one, ooh oooh. Amazed by the way that you shake them hips ooo, shakin' your ass off on my dick ooo I get aroused by them sexy lips cause ooo u r the one, u r the one, u r the one that can dooo (Swift) And you wonder why I call you everyday of the week, and have that operator breakin' on your line when you speak. And I can say that I'ma make you mine in a blink. You nominated just for your behind and I'm game, you a thug with your best of friend, mud-wrestlin'. Sittin' in the corner with a mug and a cup of gin. See me lookin' for you when you win in a pen, see I hug you dirty. You confronting me for flirtin'? You wanted me so suddenly, my company's a burden, but I won't jump a balcony, and how can I be hurtin'. I'm just playin' wit you and it's workin'. Your friend's can't save you, they fakin' like they nurses. (Bizarre) First time I saw you, up in them guests, you the only reason I use Federal Express. Shit, I don't be havin' no packages. Naw, I'm getting dressers, lamps, and big matresses. I go crazy when I smell your odor. I just want to pick you up, and take you to Pan-De-Rosa. Steak and potatoes, whatever you want. I'll register the buffet, my publics cheques then come. You don't care about D12, you don't know about Bizarre. All you know that I'm weird and I wear a wonder-bra. That's fine, I just wanna make you mine. niggas say you a 3, I think you a dime. (Chorus) (Proof) I love the way yo' body grindin', gettin' all in my face Only thing on your mind is which wallet to raid Your ass looks so perfect with your thong on your waist built like a stallion, you belong in a race Get money by the barrel, King Kong in the place Movie and a dinner, that's as long as I wait Hey, I ain't on your ear off, talkin' dates Got you dizzy off D-twizzy, you ain't walkin' straight Got a roomy, bring your booty, and lets cultivate. You so pretty, love them titties, they soft and fake. Bring your friends, "Damn your skin smell like coffeecake." Yo meet me at the place when you get off at eight. (Kuniva) The way you move have got me buggin' out. And you quick to take off your jacket and slug it out, we thug it out. Pourin' 40's out and give each other death. In fact, we both hate goin' out, we both hate small gats. You the truth I'm for real yo I love you to death. And if we break up, I'ma stalk you and bug you to death. Till you scared to leave the house because you know I'm in the bushes. We went from hugs and kisses into shoves and pushes. Tis all love, take it and stride, I'm only jokin' wit you. I don't get down like that, you know I'd never hit you. But yet and still if I ever feel I'm about to, I'll gently grab the shoulders and shake the shit out ya girl!!! (Chorus) (Kon Artis) I take a light skinned, dark skinned, short and black, attitude sassy and they ass is fat. Corporate suburb when you could be a classy rat. Louis Votton cost to much to have a bag to match. Girl forget all that, I'm gettin' rich off rap, and you could be my aid in all as long as you got my back. Seditary, there's entrepreneurs, and that's a fact. And your birthday's seven days after mine, correct? Well that's two things that we got in common, baby. Hope there ain't a problem that I'm involved in Shady. Cause come next year, I will not be datin', cause my plan's to be with your stinkin' ass OK? |
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from Eminem - Infinite (1996)
Women Singing:
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Verse 1: I'm getting mad love, I'm snuggling hugs Druggling thugs, smuggling drugs, juggling jobs, guzzling jugs So here's a toast to federal checks Hetero sex, unaffordable medical debts, huh We travel in packs and ravel in facts and gravel in cracks To find babbling Max, gaffling tracks I grapple an axe for them baffling acts The mysterious stab in the backs who dabble in wax Still in my yard when I sculpted the culprit The tall shit that will end up with his skull split Then I buried the hatchet, I carried the fat chick Butterfingers is here and it's necessary to scratch it Baby all I wanna do is swallow one and two Smoke a little bit and follow one of you Back home when the party ends So tonight I'm dropping naughty hints To the finest women in the audience Chorus: Women Singing: They honor the Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah (blends in with lyrics) Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Verse 2: Ayo, spiders are like tarantulas, vandealous Living as scandalous as a television evangelist But I can handle this, I'm the rhyme biter crime fighter Caped crusader, taking care of undeserving lime lighters I think a living never meant for me Experimentally I found a way to spread interamentally When I stumbled upon this resolution By using a special fusion of chemical solution for this resolution You couldn't see me with binoculars I armed like an octopus Step on stage and you get socked and pushed Talking that junk like you went black, guarded your back Come battle me and you get smacked as hard as you act When I rap I represent it and will never referee in it Every minute so when I win it you never resent it I'm forever demented, come up with funk, I'll never be scented You got the point when I cleverly said it Chorus: Women Singing: Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah (blends in with lyrics) Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Verse 3: Eminem is heading skyward For those who thought that I would make you bored and treat you like a piece of plywood I've got miracle lyrical capability all in me With the agility to escape a killer bee colony So get your cameras and capture how miraculous I rap for all you Draculas and showed you all how whack you was I meant it as a dis, cause you don't posses the pizzazz as this I'm hazardous enough already as it is Without you adding fuel to the fire I'm cruel to the liar Who fails to recognize my reign of hell, rule to the sire Clinical studies show that I'm cynical There's no one who's identical to my fresh and authentic flow I'm sure the party people can agree That I'm enchanting, with the romantic Freaking the vocals so frantically So throw your hands up in the atmosphere And let them know the only party that was phat was here, just be like Chorus: Women Singing: Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah (blends in with lyrics) Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Sometimes
you feel tired feel weak When you feel weak you feel like you just give up But you gotta search within you find that inner strength And just pull that shit out of you you get that motivation not to give up And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse Till I collapse I'm spillin these raps long as you feel em till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin them Cuz when I am not then I'ma stop pinnin them and I am not hip hop and I'm not just Eminem subliminal thoughts when I'ma stop sending them women are caught in webs spin em and hock venom adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illin to stop amoxacillin's just not real enough The criminal cop killin hip hop villiana minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners your comin with me feel it or not you're gonna fear it like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us you hear it a lot lyrics to shock Is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzin up Fa shizzel my wizzel this is the plot listen up you bizzels forgot slizzel does not give a fuck Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Music is like magic theres a certain feeling you get when you're real and you spit an people are feeling ya shit This is your moment and every single minute you spend trying to hold on to it cuz you may never get it again so while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can and when your run is over just admit when its at its end cuz I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit gets in I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in It goes Reggie Jay Z Tupac and Biggie Andre from Outkast Jada Kurupt Nas and then me But in this industry I'm the cause of a lot of envy so when I'm not 'ut on this list the shit does not offend me Thats why you see me walkin around like nothin's bothering me even though half you people gotta fuckin problem with me You hate it but you know respect you got to give me The press's wet dream like Bobby an Whitney Nate hit me Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Soon as a verse starts I eat at an MC's heart what is he thinkin how not to go against me smart and its absurd how people hang on every word I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve but I'll never be served my spot is forever reserved If I ever leave Earth that would be the death of me first cuz in my heart of hearts I know nothin could ever be worse thats why I'm clever when I put together every verse My thoughts are sporadic I act like I'm an addict I rap like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers But I don't want to go forth and back in constant battles The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers So this is like a full blown attack I'm launching on them the track is on some battleing rap who wants some static cuz I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters A plague and platinum status is wack if I'm not the baddest so Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Till the roof comes off till the lights go out till my legs give out can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse Until the roof the roof comes off Until my legs give out from underneath me I I will not fall I will stand tall Feels like no one can beat me |
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from D-12 - Devils Night Initial Run [UK Only Version] (2006)
(Chorus 1)
It's (it's) be (be) cause (cause) of (of) these drugs I do; that's why I do the things, I do Be.. cause.. of.. these drugs I do; that's why I do the things, I do (Eminem - speaking over Chorus 1) It was like.. whoahh and then the fuckin room started spinnin and shit And my friend came in he was like, "Yo! Yo! Em! Em! You puttin that shit up your nose again?" And I was like, "Naw" nuttin like - everything was just spinnin I couldn't even see and like, he started to look like a monster n shit Then I just started laughin and threw up all over the fuckin floor It's crazy (Chorus 2 - over last two lines of Chorus 1) It's because, of these drugs, that I do, that make me do these things, that I do, do these things, that I do (Eminem) My music is therapeutic for whoever's there to use it It's like, Lucifer's here to influence listeners through it You probably do what it said to do just from listenin to it It's got the power to get you to do it (c'mon) So when the shit comes on, I wanna see some shit jump off Some bitch get slapped, some motherfuckin kid get stomped So get this song, go run out and buy this disc And try this shit, as much coke as I just did Cause times like these, got me doin lines like these Plus I grab a pencil every time that I light weed It's probably because of the drugs Shady does what he does and is what he is, I'm dizzy Bizzy visit these kids (Bizarre) Hey Stephanie (hi!) Let's take some ecstasy (okay!) Now pull your pants down bitch and have sex with this dog next to me (huh?) 'Til I'm dead I'm takin blunts to the head Needles in my broken leg, listen to Grateful Dead These mescalines got me sure that I can fuck any whore with genital warts on the Warped Tour Who slipped this downer in my Snapple? Cussin out Interscope (Bizarre, you're signed to Capitol!) Fuck it, I was born with half a brain Sniffin 'caine, at celebrity basketball games You motherfuckers think I'm a gimmick cause I got a Cash Money tattoo and roll with No Limit (UNNNNGGGHHH!) The last time I sniffed blow I ended up in Denver, Colorado at an Iggy Pop show Bizarre be smokin a half a pound Fuckin the engineer's wife, while he's mixin my song down (Chorus 1) (Eminem - speaking over Chorus 1) It's like, back when I first went on tour I like, went crazy I was like out of control And - just was fuckin wasted every night, like wakin up the next morning like - where the.. Where the fuck am I at, what the fuck is goin on you see what I'm sayin? I was just like, out of control (Chorus 2 - over last two lines of Chorus 1) (Swifty McVay) These Benadryls got me stiffer than a mannequin Eight years old swallowin Anacins, standin over my bannister Laughin with a chromed out caliber (hahahahaha) The weed that I'm sellin this (?) look like the back of a tarantula I keep a substantial amount of aspirins in my Acura Smashin it, after framin a nigga with smack and dust I'm scandalous, drugs been ran for months Crackin capsules to expand our blunts I rolled it up and take the pressure to the head Now I'm lookin like a extra on "Night of the Living Dead" until they find me on a stretcher I'm quick to sample anything, bitch you got a tester? This crank'll have me blowin up banks like Uncle Fester (Proof) Ahhhh.. watch tonight, you'll admit that I'm a fiend Pop beans, 'scalines, along with amphetamines Ghetto kings, meddling with the smell of greens Got a Jell-o spleen, and see yellow rings (ohhhhhh) Blue pills, and purple mushrooms (Hey little girl, you got a curfew, don't you?) Missin since yesterday, perfect just for rape See I'm on judgment day, numb from special K Two tabs of X and vitamin C Swallow Hennessey along with Tylenol 3 Grindin the teeth at the signs of the E I lost six days at a time in the week The crime in the street hold your parents for ransom while D-12 gang rape Marilyn Manson In twelve hours we blow a pound of the chronic Barf up my stomach linin, drown in my vomit (Chorus 1) - 2.5X (Eminem - speaking over Chorus 1) Cause I like, I always tell people - yknowhatI'msayin like If you got an addiction, don't admit, to nobody, yknowhatI'msayin? Keep that shit to yourself; because if anybody sees that, yknahmsayin when you're out in the public eye and shit they're always gonna think that you're on that shit even if you're not That's why I always tell my friends, knowhatI'msayin but I mean, like for me, I don't give a fuck I'll probably end up, dyin from this shit one day Probably pick up a newspaper in the morning and it's like "Eminem dies from, drug overdose" - youknowhatI'msayin? And And my friends, they ain't no fuckin better, yknowhatI'msayin? They ain't nothin but influences, bad influences to me, y'know It's peer pressure, shit is like all peer pressure That's what it boils down to - and, I give in to it So do they.. (Chorus 2 - over last two lines of Chorus 1) - 2x |
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from Eminem - The Way I Am [single] (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [Chorus: Eminem] And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses' And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name is..' And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad [Chorus] |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [Chorus: Eminem] And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses' And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name is..' And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad [Chorus] |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me * And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, "Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses" And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned * Repeat I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name is.." And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad * Repeat |
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from Eminem - The Way I Am [single] (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [Chorus: Eminem] And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses' And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name is..' And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad [Chorus] |
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from Eminem - The Way I Am [single] (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [Chorus: Eminem] And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses' And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name is..' And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad [Chorus] |
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from Eminem - E. [video] (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [Chorus: Eminem] And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses' And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name is..' And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad [Chorus] |
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from Eminem - Without Me [single] (2002)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [Chorus: Eminem] And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses' And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name is..' And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad [Chorus] |
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from Eminem - The Anger Management Tour [video, live] (2008)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [Chorus: Eminem] And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses' And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name is..' And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad [Chorus] |
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from Dr. Dre 2집 - 2001 (1999)
Things just ain't the same
for gangsters Times is changin young niggaz is agin Becomin O G's in the game and changin to make way for these new names and faces but the strangest things can happen from rappin when niggaz get wrapped up in image and actin Niggaz get capped up and wrapped in plastic and zipped up in bags when it happens that's it I've seen em come I've watched em go Watched em rise witnessed it and watched them blow Watched em all blossom and watched em grow Watched the lawsuits when they lost the dough Best friends and money I lost them both Went and visisted niggaz in the hospital and saw the same shit all across the globe I just sit back and watch the show everywhere that I go ain't the same as befo' People I used to know just don't know me no mo' But everywhere that I go I got people I know who got people they know So I suggest you lay low I moved out of the hood for good you blame me Niggaz aim mainly at niggaz they can't be But niggaz can't hit niggaz they can't see I'm out of sight now I'm out of they dang reach How would you feel if niggaz wanted you killed You'd probably move to a new house on a new hill and choose a new spot if niggaz wanted you shot I ain't a thug how much Tupac in you you got I ain't no bitch neither it's either my life or yo' life and I ain't leavin I like breathin Cause nigga we can go round for round Clip for clip shit fo'pound for pound Nigga if you really wanna take it there we can Just remember that you fuckin with a family man I got a lot more to lose than you remember that when you wanna come and fill these shoes everywhere that I go ain't the same as befo' People I used to know just don't know me no mo' But everywhere that I go I got people I know who got people they know So I suggest you lay low Things just ain't the same for gangstas Cops is anxious to put niggaz in handcuffs They wanna hang us see us dead or enslave us Keep us trapped in the same place we raised in Then they wonder why we act so outrageous Run around stressed out and pull out gauges Cause everytime you let the animal out cages It's dangerous to people who look like strangers But now we got a new era of gangsters Hustlers and youngsters livin amongst us Lookin at us now callin us bustaz Can't help but reminisce back when it was us Nigga we started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin thanks I get It's funny how time fly I'm just havin fun just watchin it fly by everywhere that I go ain't the same as befo' People I used to know just don't know me no mo' But everywhere that I go I got people I know who got people they know So I suggest you lay |
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from Eminem - The Real Slim Shady [single] (2000)
[Eminem]
May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here.. Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door and started whoopin her ass worse than before they first were divorce, throwin her over furniture (Ahh!) It's the return of the... "Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding, he didn't just say what I think he did, did he?" And Dr. Dre said... nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement! (Ha-ha!) Feminist women love Eminem {*vocal turntable: chigga chigga chigga*} "Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin around grabbin his you-know-what Flippin the you-know-who," "Yeah, but he's so cute though!" Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse, than what's goin on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose "My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips" And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course they gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals.." Well, some of us cannibals who cut other people open like cantaloupes {*SLURP*} But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope {*EWWW!*} But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X) I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up, please stand up, please stand up? [Eminem] Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records; well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me "But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here? So you can, sit me here next to Britney Spears? Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs so I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst and hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV "Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee!" I should download her audio on MP3 and show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD {*AHHH!*} I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you {*bzzzt*} And there's a million of us just like me who cuss like me; who just don't give a fuck like me who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me and just might be the next best thing but not quite me! Chorus [Eminem] I'm like a head trip to listen to, cause I'm only givin you things you joke about with your friends inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all and I don't gotta be false or sugarcoated at all I just get on the mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it {*ERR*} I just shit it better than ninety percent of you rappers out can Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like valiums It's funny; cause at the rate I'm goin when I'm thirty I'll be the only person in the nursin home flirting Pinchin nurses asses when I'm jackin off with Jergens And I'm jerkin but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin He could be workin at Burger King, spittin on your onion rings {*HACH*} Or in the parkin lot, circling Screaming "I don't give a fuck!" with his windows down and his system up So, will the real Shady please stand up? And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? Chorus 2X [Eminem] Ha ha Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
[Intro]
May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here [Verse 1] Y'all act like you've never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door And started whooping her ass worse than before They first were divorce, throwin' her over furniture It's the return of the... "Oh, wait, no way, you're kidding, he just didn't say what I think he did, did he?" And Dr. Dre said... Nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement Feminist women love Eminem Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin' around grabbin' his you know what Flippin' the you know who, yeah, but he's so cute though Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse than what's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose My bum is on your lips, my bum is on yoru lips And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a women's clitoris is Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit 4th grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? We ain't nothin' but mammals Well, some of us cannibals Who cut other people open like cantaloupes But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes [Chorus] I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up [Verse 2] Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me let alone stand me "But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Dust And here 'em argue over who she gave head to first You little bitch, put me on Blast on MTV "Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee" I should download her audio on MP3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups All you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me, who drees like me, walk, talk, and act like me And just might be the next best thing but not quite me! [Chorus] Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up [Verse 3] I'm like a head trip to listen to cuz I'm only givin' you Things you joke about with your friends inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it In front of y'all and I don't gotta be frost or sugar coated at all I just get on a mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it I just shitted better than 90 percent of you rappers out there Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like vailums It's funny cuz at the rate I'm goin' when I'm 30 I'll be the only person in the nursin' home flirtin' Pinchin' nurses asses when I'm jackin' off with Jergens And I'm jerkin' but this whole bag of Viagra isn't workin' And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin' He could be workin' at Burger King spittin' on your onion rings Or in the parkin' lot, circlin', screamin' I don't give a fuck! With his windows down and his system up So, will the real Shady please stand up? And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? [Chorus] I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the realShady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up [Outro] Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up |
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from Eminem - E. [video] (2000)
[Eminem]
May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here.. Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door and started whoopin her ass worse than before they first were divorce, throwin her over furniture (Ahh!) It's the return of the... "Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding, he didn't just say what I think he did, did he?" And Dr. Dre said... nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement! (Ha-ha!) Feminist women love Eminem {*vocal turntable: chigga chigga chigga*} "Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin around grabbin his you-know-what Flippin the you-know-who," "Yeah, but he's so cute though!" Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse, than what's goin on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose "My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips" And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course they gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals.." Well, some of us cannibals who cut other people open like cantaloupes {*SLURP*} But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope {*EWWW!*} But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X) I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up, please stand up, please stand up? [Eminem] Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records; well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me "But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here? So you can, sit me here next to Britney Spears? Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs so I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst and hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV "Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee!" I should download her audio on MP3 and show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD {*AHHH!*} I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you {*bzzzt*} And there's a million of us just like me who cuss like me; who just don't give a fuck like me who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me and just might be the next best thing but not quite me! Chorus [Eminem] I'm like a head trip to listen to, cause I'm only givin you things you joke about with your friends inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all and I don't gotta be false or sugarcoated at all I just get on the mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it {*ERR*} I just shit it better than ninety percent of you rappers out can Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like valiums It's funny; cause at the rate I'm goin when I'm thirty I'll be the only person in the nursin home flirting Pinchin nurses asses when I'm jackin off with Jergens And I'm jerkin but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin He could be workin at Burger King, spittin on your onion rings {*HACH*} Or in the parkin lot, circling Screaming "I don't give a fuck!" with his windows down and his system up So, will the real Shady please stand up? And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? Chorus 2X [Eminem] Ha ha Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up |
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from Eminem Presents The Re-Up (2006)
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that's what's up! Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck! Boom boom chuck, b-boom, Shady! There's never been this, much of a menace in this game as this And it's the, most sinister duo in the business. Once again its the, illest and realest killas The most villainous Dre protage, Shady apprentice Drop them zeros and get with these heroes Do you want losers or winners, This music is in us, and it's Not over 'till we say it's finished and G-Unit spinners Will keep spinnin', this is Hip Hop when it's in it's Truest form, the greatest, Hate us or love us Make voodoo dolls of us and keep stickin' those pins in us Thick as his skin is or as short as his wick is The trick is to be able to walk big as his dick is And as sick as his music is, or was, still is Whatever, forever, he will be the illest To ever sh-shock the world, what to do next He's already reconciled with his ex reversed, a chainsaw and an axe. Jump a bitch's desk, strangle her neck While we have sex while Bill Clinton plays the sax I sprays the vex, yeah bring Shady on back The maniac of rap, debil baby on crack. Resurrect, I never left, baby I'm bad. I've gone mad, my comrade Dre-zy automatically He says I'm too broke to fix, way beyond that I may be off drugs, but it's made me off track in fack, this right here very well could be the last rap. I ever do spit, I'll never do shit, that's that Fuck it i quit, suck on a dick, jackass I'm done with this wack ass rap, kiss my blackass! Nah, Em, tell 'em to kiss my black ass, the clean parts, the shitty parts My bullet wounds, my beauty marks, the Fif'll tell you're ass apart! A came in this game, crush a motherfuckers from tha start. Shady paid me, Shady crazy, Fifty crazy rich, bitch Different day, nothing change, it;s the same shit, trick Teflon wrapped on, case I get clapped on D's searching the whip, glad I left the mac home Still grindin', still shinin', nigga lord knows You're rockin with the kid that spit sicka sick flows. I carried Game's style for nine months and gave birth to it Now I'm feeling like a proud father watching him do it. Everyday Dre day, front and cause a maylay Turn the town upside down wit a frown upside down I smile through sumthin' fowl, and watch my money pile. I'm fuckin' with strict stacks, I'm kickin' you stripped fats. I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me mines right back! |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
Em: i'm gonna kill this bitch, imma kill 'er, i'm goin' to fucken jail cuz i'm gonna KILL this bitch (에미넴: 내가 이 년을 죽여버려야지, 진짜 죽여 버려야겠어, 이 년 죽이고 나서 감옥가면 될 거 아냐) Bud: man (친구: 야) Em: what?! (에미넴: 왜?!) Bud: tell you what, i gotta really really bad feelin' those days (저기, 나 요즘 들어서 자꾸만 안 좋은 느낌이 들어) Em: man, you just shut the fuck up there, you always gotta bad feelin', man?! (에미넴: 야, 제발 좀 닥치고 있어라, 너야 늘 안 좋은 느낌을 갖고 살잖아) Em: that's her car right there (에미넴: 저기 그 년 차다) Bud: aight, lemme park (친구: 알았어, 차 세울께) Em: just park (에미넴: 차 세워) Bud: i'm parkin! (친구: 세우고 있잖아!) Em: fucken turn off the car out, dog (에미넴:병신아 차 시동도 끄라고) Bud: alright (친구:알았어) Em: alright, we'll wait (에미넴: 됐어, 우린 이제 기다리는 거야) Bud: we wait for what? (친구: 뭘 기다려?) Em: we wait 'ntil she comes out and then i'm gonna fuckin' kill her (에미넴: 그 년이 나올때까지 기다렸다가 내가 확 죽여버릴 거라니까) Bud: man, you ain't gonna kill 'er (친구: 무슨..너 그 여자 못 죽일걸) Em: man, what the fuck, huh? (에미넴:-총을 꺼내며- 방금 뭐라 그랬지?) Bud: what the fuck did you bring that for?!! (친구: 그딴 건 왜 가져왔어?!!) Em: fucken clip is not in...it's not even.. (에미넴: 빌어먹을 총알도 안 넣었어 아예 장전도..) Bud: and don't put that shit at me! (친구: 그딴 거 나한테 들이대지 마!) Em: it's not even loaded, bitch look (아예 장전도 안 됐다고 병신아, 봐) Bud: dude! (친구: 이 자식이!) Em: taa hahahaha (에미넴: 하하하하) Bud: god i fucken hate it when you do that shit (친구: 씹 니가 그딴 짓 할 때마다 난 치가 떨려) Em: man it's funny as fucked! (에미넴: 난 웃겨 죽겠다!) Bud: fuck around and you 'na kill me someday, i swear.. (친구: 그러다가 니가 나를 죽이고야 말지, 분명해..) Em: hey, is that her? (에미넴: 야, 저 년 맞냐?) Bud: where? (친구: 어디?) Em: right there, motherfucka?! (에미넴: 저기 안보여? 병신새끼야?!) Bud: huh, yea.. (친구:어, 그래..) Em: aight, get out get out, just get out! (에미넴: 알았어, 이제 나가 빨리 나가라고!) Bud: fuck, where we goin? you want me to get under the car?? (씹, 어딜 가라고? 차 밑에 엎드리기라도 하라는 거야?) Em: yo, who she walkin' to? (에미넴: 야, 저 년 누구한테 걸어가지?) Bud: how am i sposed to know that, you told me to dump down off the fucken mountain! (친구: 내가 어떻게 알아, 앞도 안 보이게 엎드리라고 해 놓고는!) Em: didn't she just kiss him? (에미넴: 저 년 방금 키스했지?) Bud: no i don't think so (친구: 아닐껄) Em: dog, she just fucken kissed him! (에미넴: 새끼야, 저 빌어먹을 년이 키스를 했다니까!) Bud: no she didn't (친구: 아냐 안 했다니까) Em: she's kissin you know! (에미넴: 봐 키스하고 있잖아!) Bud: no she's not! (친구: 아니라구!) Bud: oh, shit.. (친구: 젠장..) Em, Bud: FUCK OFF! (에미넴,친구: -뛰어나가며- 다 저리 꺼져!) -
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman)
And everyone should get along.. 그리고 모두 친하게 지내야한다... Okay children quiet down, quiet down 자 얘들아, 조용히 해 Children I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day 오늘 새 일일교사를 소개하마 His name is Mr. Shady 이름은 셰디 선생님이란다. Children quiet down please 얘들아 조용히 좀 하렴 Brian don't throw that (SHUT UP!) 브라이언, 던지지 마렴 (닥쳐!) Mr. Shady will be your new substitute 셰디 선생님이 새 선생님이시다. while Mr. Kaniff is out with pneumonia (HE'S GOT AIDS!) 캐니프 선생님이 폐렴으로 안오시는 동안말이다 (그는 에이즈야!) Good luck Mr. Shady 잘해보세요 셰디 선생님 *캐나다에서 만든 South Park라는 만화를 인용한 부분입니다. [Eminem] Hi there little boys and girls (FUCK YOU!) 꼬마 신사 숙녀 여러분 안녕하세요 (좃까!) Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels 오늘 우린 어떻게 다람쥐를 중독시키는 지 배울 거예요 But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) 그러기 전에 제 친구 밥을 만나보도록 하죠 Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom 안녕 밥! 이라고 말하세요. 밥은 30살인데 아직도 엄마랑 살죠 and he don't got a job, cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot 밥은 집에서 마약이나 펴서 직업이 없어요 but his twelve-year old brother looks up to him an awful lot 그렇지만 20살난 동생이 그를 끔찍히 돌봐준답니다. And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot 그리고 밥은 와플 가게에서 시간을 보내는 걸 좋아합니다. and wait in?밥인줄 알았고 그만하라고 했죠 But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker 그러나 밥은 제정신이 아니니 멈추지 않았어요 Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka 슬림 셰디가 보드카에 제정신이 아닌 것보다 더 제정신이 아니에요 You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a "Dr." "의사"를 만나라구 그를 드레한테 데려갈 수도 없어요 He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her 그는 스테이시 부인의 발을 잡고는 잘라버렸어요 and dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her 그리곤 호수에 버려서 경찰이 찾을 수 있게 했죠 But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander 그렇지만 스테이시 부인이 버려진 날로부터 they never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner 그녀를 찾을 수 없었고 밥은 여전히 와플 가게를 돌아다니지요 And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana, 이게 밥에 대한 이야기고 and what it might do to you 여러분한테 일어날 수도 있는 일이에요 So see if the squirrels want any - it's bad for you 그러니 다람쥐가 뭔가 달라고 한다면 - 여러분한테는 안좋아요 [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)] See children, drugs are bahhhd (c'mon) 알겠니 얘들아, 마약은 나쁘단다 and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (ask him man) 날 못믿겠음 아빠한테 물어보렴 and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (that's right) 그를 못믿겠음 엄마한테 물어보렴 She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will) 엄마가 하루종일 마약한 이야기를 할거야 So kids say no to drugs (that's right) 그러니 마약은 하지마렴 So you don't act like everyone else does (uh-huh) 그러니 다른 사람이 하는데로 따라하지 마렴 Then there's really nothin else to say (sing along) 더이상 말이 필요없어 Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? 마약은 나쁘단다, 알겠지? [Eminem] My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it? 내 거시기는 땅콩만하죠, 본 적 있나요? FUCK NO you ain't seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?) 물론 아니죠, 본 적이 없죠, 그건 땅콩만해요 Speakin of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels? 땅콩 얘기를 하다보니 또 어떤게 e will win every time you try to fight it 아무리 당신이 노력해도 친구들의 압력을 이길 순 없죠 Suddenly, he starts to convulse and his pulse goes into hyperdrive 갑자기 그는 경련을 시작하며 맥박이 엄청 빨라졌죠 and his eyes roll back in his skull {*blblblblblb*} 그리고 눈이 뇌 쪽으로 돌아갔어요 His back starts tah - look like the McDonald's Arches 그의 등은 맥도날드 아치처럼 구부러지기 시작했죠 He's on Donald's carpet, layin horizontal barfin {*BLEH*} 도날드의 카펫트에 누워서 토를 해댔죠 And everyone in the apartment starts laughin at him 아파트에 있는 사람들은 그를 보고 웃었어요 "Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!" "야 아담, 잭 하는 짓 좀 봐라!" cause they took it too, so they think it's funny 그들도 엑스타시를 먹어서 웃기다고 생각했죠 So they're laughing at basically nothing except maybe wasting his money 그래서 사람들은 그가 카펫을 청소해야 한다는 생각에 웃기만 했죠 Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over 반면에, 잭은 혼수상태에 빠져 움직임이 멎었어요 and his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicin yoga 등과 어깨는 요가를 연습하는 것처럼 구부러졌죠 And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac 이게 액스타시를 즐기던 잭의 이야기에요 So don't even feed that to squirrels class, cause it's bad for you 그러니 다람쥐한테 그런 거 주지 마세요, 안좋으니까요 [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)] See children, drugs are bahhhd (that's right) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (that's right) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can) She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will) So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack) So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right) And there's really nothin else to say (but umm) Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? [Eminem] And last but not least, one of the most humungous problems among young people today, is fungus 그리고 마지막으로 중요한 것 요새 젊은 사람들 사이에 가장 우스운 문제는 버섯이란다 It grows from cow manure, they pick it out, wipe it off, 버섯은 소똥에서 자라는 데 뽑아서 닦고는 bag it up, and you put it right in your mouth and chew it 칼로 좀 친 뒤 입으로 바로 넣고 씹죠 Yum yum! Then you start to see some dumb stuff 냠냠! 그러면 웃기는 것을 보기 시작하죠 And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em.. 좀 먹으면 모든게 천천히 움직여요 And sometimes you see things that aren't there (Like what?) 그리고 때때로 있지도 않은 것을 보기도 하죠(어떤거요?) Like fat woman in G-strings with orange hair 오렌지 색 머리에 G-strings(스트리퍼가 입는 팬티)를 입은 살찐 여자 (Mr. Shady what's a G-string?) It's yarn Claire (G-string이 뭐죠, 선생님?) 섬유란다, 클레어 Women stick 'em up their behinds, go out and wear 'em (Huh?) 여자들이 엉덩이에 그걸 붙히고 돌아다니지 And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms 그리고 만약 매직 머se it'll be my fault 변장을 하고 숨어야해 왜냐면 그건 전부 내 잘못이 될테니까 So don't do drugs, and do exactly as I don't, 그러니 마약을 하지말고 내가 하지 않는 것만 하도록 하렴 cause I'm bad for you 왜냐면 난 너희한테 해로우니까 [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)] See children, drugs are bahhhd (uh-huh) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (put that down) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can ask) She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will) So kids say no to drugs (say no) So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)And there's really nothin else to say (that's right) Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? [Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman) Come on children, clap along (SHUT UP!) 얘들아, 박수치자(입닥쳐!) Sing along children (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) 같이 노래하자(좃까!) Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!) 마약은 나뻐, 마약은 나뻐(사우스 파크가 나를 고소할거야!) So don't do drugs {*not uncensored*} 그러니 마약은 하지 말자 so there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!) 그러면 더 많은 걸 할 수 있을테니 (야호!) (Mushrooms killed Kenny! *fart* Ewww, ahhh!) (버섯이 케니(*사우스파크에서 매번 죽는 캐릭터)를 죽였어!) (So, fucked up, right now..) |
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from D-12 - Devils Night (2001)
This is how it happens to you
That's how people Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up (Kuniva:) If you a loud mouth Trying to wild out And we see just How you laying And we peep your style out (You a punk) When you chilling out in Front of your truck And get stuck That's how niggas Get f***ed up (Proof:) No love at home With your in-folks And the world just keeps F***ing with your mental And all these kids making fun Of your trench coat That's how students Get shot up (Kon Artis:) Hating on us but You come to our show (F*** them niggas) I crowd surf and you let me go Oh no Whip your as* when I get off the floor Just so you know though That's how haters get f***ed up (Swift:) When the police pull you over And sh*t and find ganja Now every month They checking on your piss They getting mad 'cause You ain't come back since And now they sweating you That's how P.O.'s Get f***ed up (Kuniva:) When your mans hook You up with a b**** Over the phone And when you see her She ugly as sh*t (God damn) Now at the end of the date She want a kiss And some d*ck That's how blind dates Get f***ed up (Proof:) Say we got a real crew With a lot of skill And only one nigga in our crew Make the dollar bills Y'all fools just mad 'cause Y'all ain't got a deal Local rappers talk too much (Kon Artis:) You don't like this pain But you roll with punks Manage to trip the alarm And you all get stumped Cops got AK's Y'all only got pumps That sh*t's just dumb That's how Cruzzie Got locked up (Swift:) When your as* Wanna walk in the club But 'stead of telling you to wait The nigga wanna Push and shove (move) They get trampled from The niggas you brought So move over That's how bouncers Get f***ed up (Kuniva:) When you get your guns Outta the stash And gather all your homies up To go and shoot up a pad Soon as you finished Y'all run out of gas You better haul as* That's how drive-bys get f***ed up (Proof:) Mixing weed with the brew Extacy and Kalu, Gasoline fumes Nitrous balloons Acid tablets and magic mushrooms That's how D-12 Get f***ed up (Kon Artis:) I like your records But my album aint dropped Dr. Dre's my favorite B**** get off his jock Got a backstage pass And I need to get off Wanna meet da-da-da Doc? That's how groupies Get tossed up (Bizarre:) Drop outta school Take drugs and molest sl*ts Got your girlfriend Sucking on my left nut Your parents don't like me, But guess what (what) 'Cause Bizarre don't Give a f*** (Kuniva:) Chokin' your wife all in Front of your peeps She toss a brick through The window of your Jeep They back together By the end of the week That's so sweet Slim and Kim argue too much (Proof:) Invite a h*e to your house While your b**** is out Now you got the d*ck All up in her f***in' mouth Pull it out And then you bust off On her favorite blouse That's how Clinton got caught? up (Kon Artis:) Steal cars, wreck bars, Got f***ed up beyond Recognition, walk in 50 Clubs like we stars Our mission every day is Just to smoke bongs And f*** b****es That's how Runyan Ave. is cut (Swift:) When your life wasn't raised up right See your mother coming home With different niggas every night And then you run in to The one you don't like So get the f*** off That's how step-dads Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up This is how it happens to you That's how people Get f***ed up |
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from D-12 - Devils Night (2001)
niggas.. nigga's??
niggas rappers whiteys jews This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up niggas rappers whiteys jews This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up (Kuniva) If you a loud mouth Trying to wild out And we just how you laying And we peep your style out (You a punk) When you chilling out in front of your truck And get stuck That's how niggas get fucked up (Proof) No love at home with your infolks And the world just keeps fucking with your mental And all these kids making fun of your trench coat That's how students get shot up (Kon Artis) Hating on us but you come to our show Fuck them niggas, I crowd surf and you let me go Oh no Whip your ass when I get off the floor Just so you know though That's how haters get fucked up (Swift) When the police pull you over and shit and find gonja Now every month they checking on your piss They getting mad cuz you ain't come back since And now they sweating you That's how P.O.'s get fucked up (Kuniva) When your mans hook you up with a bitch Over the phone And when you see her She ugly as shit (God damn) Now at the end of the date she want a kiss And some dick That's how blind dates get fucked up (Proof) Say we got a real crew with a lot of skill And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills Y'all fools just mad cuz y'all ain't got a deal Go-go rappers talk too much (Kon Artis) You don't like this pain But you roll with punks Manage to trip the alarm And you all get stumped Cops got AK's Y'all only got pumps That shit's just dumb That's how uzzi got locked up (Swift) When your ass wanna walk in the club But 'stead of telling you to wait The nigga wanna push and shove (move) They get trampled from the niggas you brought So move over That's how bouncers get fucked up (-Chorus x2-) (Kuniva) When you get your guns outta the stash And gather all your homies up To go and shoot up a pad Soon as you finished y'all run out of gas You better haul ass That's how drive-bys get fucked up (Proof) Mixing weed with the brew Extacy and Kalu, gasoline fumes Nitrous balloon Acid tablets and magic mushrooms That's how D12 get fucked up (Kon Artis) I like your records But my album ain't dropped Dr. Dre's my favorite Bitch get off his cock Got a backstage pass and I need to get off Wanna meet da-da-da Doc? That's how groupies get tossed up (Bizarre) Drop outta school Take drugs and molest sluts Got your girlfriend sucking on my left nut Your parents don't like me, but guess what (what) Cuz Bizarre don't give a fuck (Kuniva) Chokin' your wife all in front of your peeps She toss a brick through the window of your Jeep They back together by the end of the week That's so sweet Slim and Kim argue too much (Proof) Invite a ho to your house While your bitches out Now you got this dick All up in her fuckin mouth Pull it out And then you bust off on her favorite blouse That's how Clinton got caught up (Kon Artis) Steal cars, wreck bars, got fucked up beyond Recognition, walk in 50 clubs like we stars Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and fuck bitches That's how Runyan Ave. is cut (Swift) When your life wasn't raised up right See your mother coming home With different niggas every night And then you run in to the one you don't like So get the fuck off ::shooting:: That's how step-dads get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up |
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from D-12 - Devils Night Initial Run [UK Only Version] (2006)
niggas.. nigga's??
niggas rappers whiteys jews This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up niggas rappers whiteys jews This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up (Kuniva) If you a loud mouth Trying to wild out And we just how you laying And we peep your style out (You a punk) When you chilling out in front of your truck And get stuck That's how niggas get fucked up (Proof) No love at home with your infolks And the world just keeps fucking with your mental And all these kids making fun of your trench coat That's how students get shot up (Kon Artis) Hating on us but you come to our show Fuck them niggas, I crowd surf and you let me go Oh no Whip your ass when I get off the floor Just so you know though That's how haters get fucked up (Swift) When the police pull you over and shit and find gonja Now every month they checking on your piss They getting mad cuz you ain't come back since And now they sweating you That's how P.O.'s get fucked up (Kuniva) When your mans hook you up with a bitch Over the phone And when you see her She ugly as shit (God damn) Now at the end of the date she want a kiss And some dick That's how blind dates get fucked up (Proof) Say we got a real crew with a lot of skill And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills Y'all fools just mad cuz y'all ain't got a deal Go-go rappers talk too much (Kon Artis) You don't like this pain But you roll with punks Manage to trip the alarm And you all get stumped Cops got AK's Y'all only got pumps That shit's just dumb That's how uzzi got locked up (Swift) When your ass wanna walk in the club But 'stead of telling you to wait The nigga wanna push and shove (move) They get trampled from the niggas you brought So move over That's how bouncers get fucked up (-Chorus x2-) (Kuniva) When you get your guns outta the stash And gather all your homies up To go and shoot up a pad Soon as you finished y'all run out of gas You better haul ass That's how drive-bys get fucked up (Proof) Mixing weed with the brew Extacy and Kalu, gasoline fumes Nitrous balloon Acid tablets and magic mushrooms That's how D12 get fucked up (Kon Artis) I like your records But my album ain't dropped Dr. Dre's my favorite Bitch get off his cock Got a backstage pass and I need to get off Wanna meet da-da-da Doc? That's how groupies get tossed up (Bizarre) Drop outta school Take drugs and molest sluts Got your girlfriend sucking on my left nut Your parents don't like me, but guess what (what) Cuz Bizarre don't give a fuck (Kuniva) Chokin' your wife all in front of your peeps She toss a brick through the window of your Jeep They back together by the end of the week That's so sweet Slim and Kim argue too much (Proof) Invite a ho to your house While your bitches out Now you got this dick All up in her fuckin mouth Pull it out And then you bust off on her favorite blouse That's how Clinton got caught up (Kon Artis) Steal cars, wreck bars, got fucked up beyond Recognition, walk in 50 clubs like we stars Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and fuck bitches That's how Runyan Ave. is cut (Swift) When your life wasn't raised up right See your mother coming home With different niggas every night And then you run in to the one you don't like So get the fuck off ::shooting:: That's how step-dads get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
I know you want me baby
I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl They call me Superman Leap tall hoes in a single bound I'm single now Got no ring on this finger now I'd never let another chick bring me down in a relationship save it bitch Baby sit You make me sick Superman ain't savin shit Girl you can jump on Shady's dick Straight from the hip cut to the chase I tell a muh'fuckin slut to her face Play no games say no names Ever since I broke up with what's her face I'm a different man kiss my ass Kiss my lips bitch why ask Kiss my dick get my cash I'd rather have you whip my ass Don't put out I'll put you out Won't get out I'll push you out Puss blew out poppin shit Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out Am I too nice to buy you ice Bitch if you died wouldn't buy you life What you tryin to be my new wife What you Mariah Fly through twice But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho Cause I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman Don't get me wrong I love these hoes It's no secret everybody knows Yeah we fucked bitch so what That's about as far as your buddy goes We'll be friends I'll call you again I'll chase you around every bar you attend Never know what kind of car I'll be in We'll see how much you'll be partyin then You don't want that neither do I I don't want to flip when I see you with guys Too much pride between you and I Not a jealous man but females lie But I guess that's just what sluts do How could it ever be just us two I'd never love you enough to trust you We just met and I just fucked you But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl First thing you say I'm not fazed I hang around big stars all day I don't see what the big deal is anyway you're just plain old Marshall to me Ooh yea girl run that game Hailie Jade I love that name Love that tattoo what's that say Rot in pieces Uh that's great First off you don't know Marshall at all so don't grow partial That's ammo for my arsenal I'll slap you off that bar stool There goes another lawsuit Leave handprints all across you Good Lordy whoadi you must be gone off that water bottle You want what you can't have Ooh girl that's too damn bad Don't touch what you can't grab End up with two backhands Put anthrax on a tampax and slap you 'til you can't stand Girl you just blew your chance Don't mean to ruin your plans But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman |
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from Eminem - The Anger Management Tour [video, live] (2008)
I know you want me baby
I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl They call me Superman Leap tall hoes in a single bound I'm single now Got no ring on this finger now I'd never let another chick bring me down in a relationship save it bitch Baby sit You make me sick Superman ain't savin shit Girl you can jump on Shady's dick Straight from the hip cut to the chase I tell a muh'fuckin slut to her face Play no games say no names Ever since I broke up with what's her face I'm a different man kiss my ass Kiss my lips bitch why ask Kiss my dick get my cash I'd rather have you whip my ass Don't put out I'll put you out Won't get out I'll push you out Puss blew out poppin shit Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out Am I too nice to buy you ice Bitch if you died wouldn't buy you life What you tryin to be my new wife What you Mariah Fly through twice But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho Cause I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman Don't get me wrong I love these hoes It's no secret everybody knows Yeah we fucked bitch so what That's about as far as your buddy goes We'll be friends I'll call you again I'll chase you around every bar you attend Never know what kind of car I'll be in We'll see how much you'll be partyin then You don't want that neither do I I don't want to flip when I see you with guys Too much pride between you and I Not a jealous man but females lie But I guess that's just what sluts do How could it ever be just us two I'd never love you enough to trust you We just met and I just fucked you But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl First thing you say I'm not fazed I hang around big stars all day I don't see what the big deal is anyway you're just plain old Marshall to me Ooh yea girl run that game Hailie Jade I love that name Love that tattoo what's that say Rot in pieces Uh that's great First off you don't know Marshall at all so don't grow partial That's ammo for my arsenal I'll slap you off that bar stool There goes another lawsuit Leave handprints all across you Good Lordy whoadi you must be gone off that water bottle You want what you can't have Ooh girl that's too damn bad Don't touch what you can't grab End up with two backhands Put anthrax on a tampax and slap you 'til you can't stand Girl you just blew your chance Don't mean to ruin your plans But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Saturday through Sunday Monday Monday through Sunday yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway ho I know you want me baby I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl come be in Shady's world I want to grow together let's let our love unfurl You know you want me baby you know I want you too They call me Superman I'm here to rescue you I want to save you girl come be in Shady's world Ooh boy you drive me crazy Bitch you make me earl I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman can't be your Superman I can't be your Superman can't be your Superman Can't be your Superman your Superman your Superman |
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from Eminem - Cleanin' Out My Closet [ep] (2002)
psst... hey, listen
i love my job it makes me feel like SUPAMAN! (haha) can u fly? i can... wanna see? i am only entertaining you my goal is to stimulate makin you high and take you and i to places you cant see but i believe you can fly i dont mean nobody harm im just partyin im not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian just the man whos on the mic so let me entertain you My lyrical content is constantly under fire No wonder why constantly run back To combat attacks, to constant concepts From lyrics are constantly took out of context Failure to communicate with congresses Been a problem for the longest I guess but Maybe one day we can make some progress Food for thought see how long it takes to digest Feeling good when I should be ashamed Shit I really shouldve fell but I stood See I came like a flame in the night Like a ghost in the dark Theres a ray, theres a light Theres a hope, theres a spark But when planets collide Therell never see eye to eye Until they decide to set the differences aside And this is why only one of us will survive So children follow my lead and feel the vibe because I am only entertaining you my goal is to stimulate Making you high and take you and I To places you cant see But I believe you can fly I dont mean nobody harm Im just partyin Im not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian Just the man whos on the mic So let me entertain you My music can be slightly amusing You shouldnt take lyrics so serious It might be confusing Tryin to separate the truth from entertainment Its stupid aint it, I get sick of tryin to explain it See I could sit and argue wit you bu |
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from 8 Mile (8마일) [ost] (2002)
psst... hey, listen
i love my job it makes me feel like SUPAMAN! (haha) can u fly? i can... wanna see? i am only entertaining you my goal is to stimulate makin you high and take you and i to places you cant see but i believe you can fly i dont mean nobody harm im just partyin im not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian just the man whos on the mic so let me entertain you My lyrical content is constantly under fire No wonder why constantly run back To combat attacks, to constant concepts From lyrics are constantly took out of context Failure to communicate with congresses Been a problem for the longest I guess but Maybe one day we can make some progress Food for thought see how long it takes to digest Feeling good when I should be ashamed Shit I really shouldve fell but I stood See I came like a flame in the night Like a ghost in the dark Theres a ray, theres a light Theres a hope, theres a spark But when planets collide Therell never see eye to eye Until they decide to set the differences aside And this is why only one of us will survive So children follow my lead and feel the vibe because I am only entertaining you my goal is to stimulate Making you high and take you and I To places you cant see But I believe you can fly I dont mean nobody harm Im just partyin Im not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian Just the man whos on the mic So let me entertain you My music can be slightly amusing You shouldnt take lyrics so serious It might be confusing Tryin to separate the truth from entertainment Its stupid aint it, I get sick of tryin to explain it See I could sit and argue wit you bu |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
A lot of people ask me.. am I afraid of death.. Hell yeah I'm afraid of death I don't want to die yet A lot of people think.. that I worship the devil.. that I do all types of.. retarded shit Look, I can't change the way I think And I can't change the way I am But if I offended you? Good Cause I still don't give a fuck I'm zonin off of one joint, stoppin a limo Hopped in the window, shoppin a demo at gunpoint A lyricist without a clue, what year is this? Fuck a needle, here's a sword, bodypierce with this Livin amuk, never givin a fuck Gimme the keys I'm drunk, and I've never driven a truck But I smoke dope in a cab I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab Come back the next week and re-open your scab (YEAH!) A killer instinct runs in the blood Emptyin full clips and buryin guns in the mud I've calmed down now -- I was heavy once into drugs I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz My brain's gone, my soul's worn and my spirit is torn The rest of my body's still bein operated on I'm ducked the fuck down while I'm writin this rhyme Cause I'm probably gonna get struck with lightnin this time Chorus: For all the weed that I've smoked - yo this blunt's for you To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too! To all the friends I used to have - yo I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS For all the drugs that I've done - yo I'm still gon' do To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too! For everytime I reminisce - yo I miss my past But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can KISS MY ASS [Eminem] I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you And cut you so fast when your blood spilled it was still blue I'll hang you til you dangle and chain you with both ankles And pull you apart from both angles I wanna crush your skull til your brains leaks out of your veins And bust open like broken water mains So tell Saddam not to bother with makin another bomb Cause I'm crushin the whole world in my palm Got your girl on my arm and I'm armed with a firearm So big my entire arm is a giant firebomb Buy your mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron-on And the pants to match ("Here momma try em on") I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectives, a brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxatives (Shittin on rappers) Causin hospital accidents God help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again Chorus [Eminem] I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch it Spend a million a track and went over my budget (Ohh shit!) Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt? I can't rap anymore - I just murdered the alphabet Drug sickness got me doin some bugged twitches I'm withdrawn from crack so bad my blood itches I don't rap to get the women - fuck bitches Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes Never ran with a click - I'm a posse Kamikaze, strappin a motherfuckin bomb across me From the second I was born, my momma lost me I'm a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy I don't know why the fuck I'm here in the first place My worst day on this earth was my first birthday Retarded? What did that nurse say? Brain damage? Fuck, I was born during the earthquake Chorus |
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from D-12 - D12 World (2004)
Kum ba yah, Kum ba yah
Kum ba yah, D12, Kum ba yah D12, Kum ba yah I've had a special request for.. I take a couple uppers, I down a couple downers, But nothin' compares Til' those blue and yellow purple pills I've been to mushroom mountain, Once or twice boy who's countin' But nothin' compares To those purple yellow blue an pills Cool, calm just like my mom With a couple of valiums inside her palms |
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from D-12 - D-12 World [Explicit Version] (2006)
Kum ba yah, Kum ba yah
Kum ba yah, D12, Kum ba yah D12, Kum ba yah I've had a special request for.. I take a couple uppers, I down a couple downers, But nothin' compares Til' those blue and yellow purple pills I've been to mushroom mountain, Once or twice boy who's countin' But nothin' compares To those purple yellow blue an pills Cool, calm just like my mom With a couple of valiums inside her palms |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Eminem: Heyyy!
Steve: Hey, Em, what's up? Eminem: Steve Berman. What's goin' on, man, how you doin? Good to see you again. What's up? Steve: Em, could you come here and have a seat, please? Eminem: Umm, yeah, what's... Steve: Vannessa, shut the door. Secretary: Okay. Eminem: So what's up? How's orders looking for the first week? Steve: It would be better if you gave me nothing at all. Eminem: Wh- Steve: This album is less than nothing. I can't sell this fucking record. Eminem: Wha- Steve: Do you know what's happening to me out there? Eminem: Wh-wha-what's the problem? Steve: Violent Ground told me to go fuck myself! Eminem: Who's Violent...? Steve: Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass! Do you know what it feels like to be told to have a record shoved up your ass? Eminem: But, I- Steve: I'm gonna lose my fuckin' job over this. You know why Dre's record was so successful? He's rappin' about big-screen tv's, blunts, 40's and bitches. You're rappin' about homosexuals and Vicadin. Eminem: I mean- Steve: I can't sell this shit! Eminem: What- Steve: Either change the record or it's not coming out! Eminem: What, I- Steve: Now get the fuck out of my office! Eminem: What am I supposed- Steve: NOW! Eminem: Alright man, whatever. |
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from Eminem - The Way I Am [single] (2000)
It's ridiculous! I can't believe it!! Hold on...
Em... What up? Have a seat?Dre, I'll call you back What now??? I don't even know where to start Okay... I got the album from upstairs... And... And this is BY FAR, THE MOST,... Incredible thing... I've ever... heard... |
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from D-12 - Devils Night (2001)
(Eminem:)
Hey Steve, Vanessa said You wanted to see me (Steve:) Marshall, I can call you Marshall right? (Eminem:) Uh, sure (Steve:) Good, sit the f*** Down for a second (Eminem:) Okay (Steve:) Do you just f***in' hate me? (Eminem:) Hate you? (Steve:) What the f*** have I ever done to you? (Steve:) Your last record, we got lucky (Steve:) This D-12 album is f***ed (Eminem:) What's wrong with it? (Steve:) I don't wanna Rape my grandmother I don't wanna have Sex with pitbulls I wanna roll on dubs, I want throw bows, I wanna rock prada (Eminem:) Rock prada? (Steve:) And who the f*** Is this Bizarre guy? (Eminem:) What do you mean? (Steve:) Do you need a Cat-scan? Where the f*** Did you find this guy? (Eminem:) I mean, I've known him like (Steve:) This album's never coming out (Eminem:) Steve, you've only heard one song (Steve:) F*** you Get the f*** outta here Now (Eminem:) Okay, okay, sh*t |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
It's ridiculous! I can't believe it!! Hold on... Em... What up? Have a seat?Dre, I'll call you back What now??? I don't even know where to start Okay... I got the album from upstairs... And... And this is BY FAR, THE MOST,... Incredible thing... I've ever... heard... |
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from D-12 - Devils Night Initial Run [UK Only Version] (2006)
[eminem]hey steve, vanessa said you waned to see me
[steve]marshall, I can call you marshall right? [eminem]uhh, sure [steve]good, sit the f**k down for a second [eminem]okay [steve]do you just f**kin hate me? [eminem]hate you? [steve]what the f**k have I ever done to you? [steve]your last record, we got lucky [steve]this d12 album is f**ked [eminem]what's wrong with it? [steve]i don't wanna rape my grandmother [steve]i don't wanna have sex with pitbulls [steve]i wanna roll on dubs, I want throw bows, I wanna rock prada [eminem]rock prada? [steve]and who the f**k is this bizarre guy? [eminem]what do you mean [steve]do you need a cat-scan? [steve]where the f**k did you find this guy [eminem]i mean, I've known him like... [steve]this album's never coming out [eminem]steve, you've only heard one song [steve]f**k you [steve]get the f**k outta here [steve]noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowww [eminem]okay, okay, shit |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
*My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad *Repeat Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan *Repeat Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, four hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man you're like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to Remember when we met in Denver you said if I'd write you you would write back see I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan P.S. We should be together soon *Repeat Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too late I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out? *Repeat Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that and here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin dogg, c'mon - how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his name was.. it was you Damn! |
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from Eminem - E. [video] (2000)
My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why
I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain′t callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got ′em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ′em but anyways; fuck it, what′s been up? Man how′s your daughter? My girlfriend′s pregnant too, I′m bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I′ma call her? I′ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I′m sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn′t want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I′m your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with SkamZ I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain′t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain′t mad - I just think it′s FUCKED UP you don′t answer fans If you didn′t wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn′t have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That′s my little brother man, he′s only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, four hours and you just said, ″No.″ That′s pretty shitty man you′re like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It′s like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend′s jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don′t know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don′t know what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I′ll be the biggest fan you′ll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S. We should be together too My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Mister-I′m-Too-Good To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this′ll be the last package I ever send your ass It′s been six months and still no word I don′t deserve itt? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on ′em perfect So this is my cassette I′m sending you, I hope you hear it I′m in the car right now, I′m doing 90 on the freeway I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can′t sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can′t sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can′t BREATHE without me See Slim; Shut up bitch! I′m tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that′s my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn′t slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain′t like you cause if she suffocates she′ll suffer more, and then she′ll die too Well, gotta go, I′m almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how′m I supposed to send this shit out? Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend′s pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I′m really flattered you would call your daughter that and here′s an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I′m sorry I didn′t see you at the show, I musta missed you Don′t think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what′s this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin dogg, c′mon how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what′s this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit′ll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you′ll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I′m glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don′t want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they didn′t say who it was to Come to think about, his name was.. it was you Damn.. |
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from Eminem - E. [video] (2000)
My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why
I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain′t callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got ′em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ′em but anyways; fuck it, what′s been up? Man how′s your daughter? My girlfriend′s pregnant too, I′m bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I′ma call her? I′ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I′m sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn′t want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I′m your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with SkamZ I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain′t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain′t mad - I just think it′s FUCKED UP you don′t answer fans If you didn′t wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn′t have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That′s my little brother man, he′s only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, four hours and you just said, ″No.″ That′s pretty shitty man you′re like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It′s like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend′s jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don′t know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don′t know what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I′ll be the biggest fan you′ll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S. We should be together too My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Mister-I′m-Too-Good To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this′ll be the last package I ever send your ass It′s been six months and still no word I don′t deserve itt? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on ′em perfect So this is my cassette I′m sending you, I hope you hear it I′m in the car right now, I′m doing 90 on the freeway I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can′t sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can′t sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can′t BREATHE without me See Slim; Shut up bitch! I′m tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that′s my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn′t slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain′t like you cause if she suffocates she′ll suffer more, and then she′ll die too Well, gotta go, I′m almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how′m I supposed to send this shit out? Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend′s pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I′m really flattered you would call your daughter that and here′s an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I′m sorry I didn′t see you at the show, I musta missed you Don′t think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what′s this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin dogg, c′mon how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what′s this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit′ll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you′ll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I′m glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don′t want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they didn′t say who it was to Come to think about, his name was.. it was you Damn.. |
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from Eminem - Stan [single] (2001)
My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why
I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain′t callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got ′em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ′em but anyways; fuck it, what′s been up? Man how′s your daughter? My girlfriend′s pregnant too, I′m bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I′ma call her? I′ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I′m sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn′t want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I′m your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with SkamZ I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain′t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain′t mad - I just think it′s FUCKED UP you don′t answer fans If you didn′t wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn′t have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That′s my little brother man, he′s only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, four hours and you just said, ″No.″ That′s pretty shitty man you′re like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It′s like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend′s jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don′t know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don′t know what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I′ll be the biggest fan you′ll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S. We should be together too My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Mister-I′m-Too-Good To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this′ll be the last package I ever send your ass It′s been six months and still no word I don′t deserve itt? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on ′em perfect So this is my cassette I′m sending you, I hope you hear it I′m in the car right now, I′m doing 90 on the freeway I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can′t sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can′t sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can′t BREATHE without me See Slim; Shut up bitch! I′m tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that′s my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn′t slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain′t like you cause if she suffocates she′ll suffer more, and then she′ll die too Well, gotta go, I′m almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how′m I supposed to send this shit out? Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend′s pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I′m really flattered you would call your daughter that and here′s an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I′m sorry I didn′t see you at the show, I musta missed you Don′t think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what′s this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin dogg, c′mon how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what′s this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit′ll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you′ll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I′m glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don′t want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they didn′t say who it was to Come to think about, his name was.. it was you Damn.. |
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from Eminem - The Anger Management Tour [video, live] (2008)
My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why
I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain′t callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got ′em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ′em but anyways; fuck it, what′s been up? Man how′s your daughter? My girlfriend′s pregnant too, I′m bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I′ma call her? I′ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I′m sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn′t want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I′m your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with SkamZ I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain′t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain′t mad - I just think it′s FUCKED UP you don′t answer fans If you didn′t wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn′t have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That′s my little brother man, he′s only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, four hours and you just said, ″No.″ That′s pretty shitty man you′re like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It′s like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend′s jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don′t know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don′t know what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I′ll be the biggest fan you′ll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S. We should be together too My tea′s gone cold, I′m wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I can′t see at all And even if I could it′d all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it′s not so bad it′s not so bad Dear Mister-I′m-Too-Good To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this′ll be the last package I ever send your ass It′s been six months and still no word I don′t deserve itt? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on ′em perfect So this is my cassette I′m sending you, I hope you hear it I′m in the car right now, I′m doing 90 on the freeway I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can′t sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can′t sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can′t BREATHE without me See Slim; Shut up bitch! I′m tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that′s my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn′t slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain′t like you cause if she suffocates she′ll suffer more, and then she′ll die too Well, gotta go, I′m almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how′m I supposed to send this shit out? Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend′s pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I′m really flattered you would call your daughter that and here′s an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I′m sorry I didn′t see you at the show, I musta missed you Don′t think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what′s this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin dogg, c′mon how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what′s this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit′ll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you′ll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I′m glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don′t want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they didn′t say who it was to Come to think about, his name was.. it was you Damn.. |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
People
It feels so good to be back Never been the type to bend or budge The wrong button to push no friend of Bush I'm the center piece you're a Maltese I'm a pitbull off his leash all this peace talk can cease All these people I had to leave in limbo I'm back now I've come to release this info I'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple Cani bitch don't want no beef with Slim Nooooooo Not even on my radar So won't you please jump off my dick lay off and stay off And follow me as I put these crayons to chaos from since to since aw er aw er aw eh a C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Let your hair down to the track yeah kick on back The Boogiemonster of rap yeah the man's back with a plan to ambush this Bush administration Mush the Senate's face in push this generation of kids to stand and fight for the right to say somethin you might not like this white hot light that I'm under no wonder I look so sunburnt Oh no I won't leave no stone unturned Oh no I won't leave won't go nowhere Do si do oh yo ho hello there Oh yeah don't think I won't go there Go to Beirut and do a show there Yeah you laugh till your motherfuckin ass gets drafted While you're at band camp thinkin the crap can't happen 'Til you fuck around get an anthrax napkin Inside a package wrapped in Saran Wrap wrappin Open the plastic and then you stand back gaspin Fuckin assassins hijackin Amtraks crashin All this terror America demands action Next thing you know you've got Uncle Sam's ass askin to join the Army or what you'll do for their Navy You just a baby gettin recruited at eighteen You're on a plane now eatin their food and their baked beans I'm twenty eight they gon take you 'fore they take me Crazy insane or insane crazy When I say Hussein you say Shady My views ain't changed still inhumane wait Arraigned two days late the date's today hang me C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Nothin moves me more than a groove that soothes me Nothin soothes me more than a groove that boosts me Nothin boosts me more or suits me beautifully There's nothin you can do to me stab me shoot me Psychotic hypnotic product I got it the antibiotic Ain't nobody hotter and so on and yada yada God I talk a lotta hum de lay de la la Oochie walla walla um di da dah da dah but you gotta gotta keep movin there's more music to make Keep makin new shit produce hits to break the monotony what's gotten into me Drugs rock and Hennessey thug like I'm 'Pac on my enemies On your knees got you under siege Somebody you would give a lung to be Hun ga ry like a fuckin younger me Fuck the fee I can get you jumped for free Yeah buddy laugh it's funny I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing I'm past bluffing pass the K Y Let's get ready for some intense serious ass fucking C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Dr Dre wants to square dance with me Nasty Nas wants to square dance with me X to the Z wants to square dance with me Busta Rhymes wants to square dance with me Cani bitch won't square dance with me Cani bitch won't square dance with me Canada bis don't want no parts of me Dirty Dozen wants to square dance with you Weeeeeeeeeeee hahh Woo |
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from Eminem - The Anger Management Tour [video, live] (2008)
People
It feels so good to be back Never been the type to bend or budge The wrong button to push no friend of Bush I'm the center piece you're a Maltese I'm a pitbull off his leash all this peace talk can cease All these people I had to leave in limbo I'm back now I've come to release this info I'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple Cani bitch don't want no beef with Slim Nooooooo Not even on my radar So won't you please jump off my dick lay off and stay off And follow me as I put these crayons to chaos from since to since aw er aw er aw eh a C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Let your hair down to the track yeah kick on back The Boogiemonster of rap yeah the man's back with a plan to ambush this Bush administration Mush the Senate's face in push this generation of kids to stand and fight for the right to say somethin you might not like this white hot light that I'm under no wonder I look so sunburnt Oh no I won't leave no stone unturned Oh no I won't leave won't go nowhere Do si do oh yo ho hello there Oh yeah don't think I won't go there Go to Beirut and do a show there Yeah you laugh till your motherfuckin ass gets drafted While you're at band camp thinkin the crap can't happen 'Til you fuck around get an anthrax napkin Inside a package wrapped in Saran Wrap wrappin Open the plastic and then you stand back gaspin Fuckin assassins hijackin Amtraks crashin All this terror America demands action Next thing you know you've got Uncle Sam's ass askin to join the Army or what you'll do for their Navy You just a baby gettin recruited at eighteen You're on a plane now eatin their food and their baked beans I'm twenty eight they gon take you 'fore they take me Crazy insane or insane crazy When I say Hussein you say Shady My views ain't changed still inhumane wait Arraigned two days late the date's today hang me C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Nothin moves me more than a groove that soothes me Nothin soothes me more than a groove that boosts me Nothin boosts me more or suits me beautifully There's nothin you can do to me stab me shoot me Psychotic hypnotic product I got it the antibiotic Ain't nobody hotter and so on and yada yada God I talk a lotta hum de lay de la la Oochie walla walla um di da dah da dah but you gotta gotta keep movin there's more music to make Keep makin new shit produce hits to break the monotony what's gotten into me Drugs rock and Hennessey thug like I'm 'Pac on my enemies On your knees got you under siege Somebody you would give a lung to be Hun ga ry like a fuckin younger me Fuck the fee I can get you jumped for free Yeah buddy laugh it's funny I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing I'm past bluffing pass the K Y Let's get ready for some intense serious ass fucking C'mon now let's all get on down Let's do si do now we gon' have a good ol' time Don't be scurred cause thurr ain't nothin to worry 'bout Let your hurr down Dr Dre wants to square dance with me Nasty Nas wants to square dance with me X to the Z wants to square dance with me Busta Rhymes wants to square dance with me Cani bitch won't square dance with me Cani bitch won't square dance with me Canada bis don't want no parts of me Dirty Dozen wants to square dance with you Weeeeeeeeeeee hahh Woo |
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from Eminem - Encore (2004)
<i><b>Eminem</b></i>
If there's any bitches in this room, then there's something I gotta say For all the fools who fell for the first girl who comes their way I've been down that road and now I'm back, sittin' on square one Tryna pick myself up where I started from <i><b>Obie Trice</b></i> I never woulda thought that I'd see you outta control Even though my penis was deep down in your hole You should know between us we was like mates to soul Nothing could intervene us, especially no hoes You was more or so the chalant type, I chose To more shows, haunted you nights I suppose That's how it go, with time spent, emotion grows In the beginning, friends we decided to roll So who's responsible when you get excited, explode And Obie's grinning, then you invite that Obie's cold But bitches the gon' talk, niggas they gon' hate We established this way before we became mates So whats required is that you chill with all that fire Get your desire when I retire Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine I never thought I'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right cuz you just crossed the line Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine <i><b>Eminem</b></i> I used to say I never met a girl like you before Still ain't got a fuckin' clue as to who you truly are Almost went as far as introducing you to my daughters Till you went as far as goin' and snoopin' through my drawers Now I just feel stupid for the loop that you threw me for Can't believe I almost flew the coop for some stupid whore You used to say all you wanted was for me to be yours All I ever wanted from you was a few booty calls If you recall I used to treat you like a groupie broad When we fucked I refused to even take my jewelry off But it threw me off the first time I called and you blew me off It was a shock, it struck me as odd but it turned me on You started getting moody on me, pretty soon we'd argue And the ruder you got, the more beautiful you got to me And who woulda even knew that who woulda even thought possibly Cupid could shoot another one of them God damn darts at me It's true that I got shot in the heart But when someone seems too good to be true, they usually are But see, when you're in it it's too hard to see Till you pull up and see some other dude's car parked and reach Up under the seat as your heart starts to beat Before you make a decision that's life altering And just as you halt and you turn and you start to leave You hear them words echoing, almost haunting, that taunting ring Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine I never thought I'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right cuz you just crossed the line Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine <i><b>Stat Quo</b></i> In most cases, Stat's attitude is fuck-a-bitch My only motive is to get head and fuck a bitch But you was different, thought we shared a covenant Even held your hand in public, we sufferin' because of this Shorty on some whole 'notha other shit Tryna play sick thinkin' i'mma trick off rick I'll admit, I was caught in the mix, down to commit Feed you the best of me, I shoulda fed you piss We started off closer than close But who coulda predicted to know, your triflin' ways woulda stopped our growth And the final result, back in that same boat I ask myself, do I love these hoes? NO! <i><b>50 Cent</b></i> Em introduced us, "50 this is Tanya, Tanya this is 50" Then slid off and left her to kick it with me I complimented her, I said you have very nice lips With my imagination, I could see her suckin' my dick We played the phone game, a week later, shit changed fast Had her comin' over in a cab to give me some ass Downtown Manhattan on the balcony, stare at the skyline Penthouse full of imported shit, you know how I grind She got to talkin', talkin' like an opportunist too Why talk when suckin' my dick is the real career move? Said she's an inspiring actress, she do videos for practice Yeah, yeah, now how many times have I heard that shit? Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine I never thought I'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right cuz you just crossed the line Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
I'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm
a soldier... Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one, and got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin', took the image of a thug, kept shit appealin', willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death, never live to regret what I said, when you're me, people just want to see, if it's true, if it's you, what you say in your rap's, what you do, so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill, when they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real, in confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel you're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it, till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies, I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... I love pissin' you off, it get's me off, like my lawyer's, when the fuckin' judge let's me off, all you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off, i'll violate and all the motherfuckin' bet's be off, i'm a lit fuse, anything I do brings in news, pistol whippin' motherfuckin' bouncers, six-two, who needs bullets, soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets, an excellent method to get rid of the next bully, it's actually better cause instead you murderin', you can hurt em' and come back again and kick dirt at 'em, it's like pourin' salt in the wounds, assault and get sued, you can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the room, everybody halts and stops, calls the cops, all you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops, runnin' and duckin' out the Hot Rocks parking lot, you'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cause... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... I spit it slow so these kids know that i'm talkin' to 'em, give it back to these damn critics and sock it to em, i'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac influence, I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it, you motherfuckers could never do it like I could do it, don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it, don't ever in your life, try to knock the truest, I spit the illest shit, ever been dropped to two inch, so ticky-tock listen as the sound ticks on the clock, listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a cock, listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen, motherfuckers know that i'll never be Marshall again, full of controversy until I retire my jersey, 'til the fire inside dies and expires at thirty, and Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me, and put a curse on authorities in the face of adversity, i'm a... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... Yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left... |
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from Eminem - The Anger Management Tour [video, live] (2008)
I'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier... Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one, and got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin', took the image of a thug, kept shit appealin', willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death, never live to regret what I said, when you're me, people just want to see, if it's true, if it's you, what you say in your rap's, what you do, so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill, when they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real, in confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel you're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it, till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies, I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... I love pissin' you off, it get's me off, like my lawyer's, when the fuckin' judge let's me off, all you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off, i'll violate and all the motherfuckin' bet's be off, i'm a lit fuse, anything I do brings in news, pistol whippin' motherfuckin' bouncers, six-two, who needs bullets, soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets, an excellent method to get rid of the next bully, it's actually better cause instead you murderin', you can hurt em' and come back again and kick dirt at 'em, it's like pourin' salt in the wounds, assault and get sued, you can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the room, everybody halts and stops, calls the cops, all you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops, runnin' and duckin' out the Hot Rocks parking lot, you'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cause... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... I spit it slow so these kids know that i'm talkin' to 'em, give it back to these damn critics and sock it to em, i'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac influence, I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it, you motherfuckers could never do it like I could do it, don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it, don't ever in your life, try to knock the truest, I spit the illest shit, ever been dropped to two inch, so ticky-tock listen as the sound ticks on the clock, listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a cock, listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen, motherfuckers know that i'll never be Marshall again, full of controversy until I retire my jersey, 'til the fire inside dies and expires at thirty, and Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me, and put a curse on authorities in the face of adversity, i'm a... [CHORUS] I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble, i'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge, i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble... Yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left... |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Skylar Montgomery? What do you want from me Roger? I know it was you all along messing around with my dear Veronica. Wait a minute. You hold it right there. Me and that woman love each other. Love? What do you know of love? We were destined to be together. I met her on the beach... Are you out to destroy me? No, Roger. That's not what I want to do. I love her! And we're gonna be together, never |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walking around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap His step-father hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose, this house is a broken home There's no control, he just lets his emotions go Come on... Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum Only you're unholy, only have one homey Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me But everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate Its like kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen? From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to To get their hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal, How the fuck can i raise a little girl? I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you! Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away They say music can alter moods and talk to you But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin' To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs And we can Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
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from Eminem - Sing For The Moment [single] (2003)
These ideas are nightmares for white parents Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walking around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone cold and he don't care He's a problem child what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his fucking dad walking out Cause he hates him so bad that he blocks him out If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out His thoughts are whacked he's mad so he's talking back Talking black brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants Two rags and a stocking cap His step father hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose this house is a broken home There's no control he just let's his emotions go Come on Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter Sing for the tear Sing with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away Entertainment is danger intertwine it with gansters In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum Only you're unholy Only have one homey Only this gun lonely cause don't anyone know me But everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a mother fucker they can be great Or they can be great or even worse they can teach hate It's like he's kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen From standing on corners and porches just rapping To having a fortune no more kissing ass But then these critics crucify you journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you attorney's all gonna turn it to the get their hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon You need to spew don't hesitate to produce air guns That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly But all their kids been listen me religiously So I'm signing cds while police fingerprint me They're for the judges daughter but his grudge is against me If I'm such a fucking menace this shit doesn't make sense Pete It's all political if my music is literal and I'm a criminal How the fuck can I raise a little girl I couldn't I wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too Guerrera that was a fist that hit you Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter Sing for the tear Sing with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away They say music can alter moods and talk to you But can it load a gun for you and cock it too Well if it can then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault and I'll get sued See what these kids do hear about us toting pistols And they want to get one causes they think the shit's cool Not knowing we're really just protecting ourselves We're entertainers of course this shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus but music is reflection of self We just explain it and then we get our cheques in the mail It's fucked up ain't it how we can come from practically nothing To being able to have any fucking thing that we wanted It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night wishing they die Till they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you but we're the fucking shit in their eyes That's why we sieze the moment try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it cause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on through out lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter Sing for the tear Sing with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter Sing for the tear Sing with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away |
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from Eminem - Sing For The Moment [single] (2003)
[Verse 1]
These ideas are, nightmares to white parents 이 노래의 아이디어는 백인 부모에게는 악몽이야 whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings 그들이 가장 두려워 하는 건 자신의 자식이 염색을 하고 귀걸이를 하는 것 Like whatever they say has no bearing 그들이 말하는 건 모두 다 좋다는 듯이 It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing 자신의 집을 무섭게도 욕을 금지해버리지 to see him walkin around with his headphones blaring 그는 소리가 나는 헤드폰을 머리에 끼고 다녀 Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care 그만의 공간에 혼자 춥더라도 상관은 안해 He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out 그는 문제아야, 자신을 방해하는 건 가리지 않고 얘기하지 when he talks about, his fuckin dad walkin out 이제는 그의 아빠에 대해서 욕을 하고 있어 Cause he just hates him so bad that he, blocks him out 그의 아빠를 너무 미워해서 못 본 척을 하지 If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out 만약 한 번이라도 더 봤다면 아마 아빠를 때려눕힐 거야 His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin back 그의 생각은 꼬였고, 그는 화나서 말을 더듬고 있지 Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap 그는 락과 랩으로 생각이 세뇌되어있지 He sags his pants; doo rags and a stockin cap 그는 그만의 바지를 입고 모자를 입어 His step-father hit him so he, socked him back 그의 의붓아버지는 그를 때렸고 다시 그는 반격을 했고 and broke his nose, his house is a broken home 코가 부러졌어 이 가정은 파탄의 길로 There's no control, he just let's his emotions go 이젠 조절할 수도 없어 그는 그의 감정을 이젠 분출하게 놔둬 [Chorus] C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) 좋았어! 나랑 노래 불러(노래해!) 세월을 위해 노래해 (노래해!) Sing for the laughter; sing for the tear (C'mon!) 웃음을 위해, 눈물을 위해 노래해 (좋았어) Sing it with me, Just for today 나랑 노래해, 오늘만 말이야 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. 어쩌면 내일, 하느님은 널 데려가 버릴 거야.. [Verse 2] Entertainment is changin, intertwinin with gangsters 엔터테인먼트 세계는 바뀌고 있어, 깡패들이 개입을 하지 In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum 이 곳은 킬러와 죄인의 마음이 담긴 성스러운 곳 Holy or unnholy, only have one homie 성스럽던 안 그렇던 여긴 한 사람 뿐 Only this gun - lonely cause don't anyone know me 그리고 이 총 뿐 ? 아무도 날 못 알기에 난 외로워 Yet everybody just feels like they can relate 그렇지만 모두가 나와 상관될 수 있다 느껴져 I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great 이럴 때 할 말은‘개같군’일 것 같아, 그들은 최고일 수 있지 or they can degrate; or even worse, they can teach hate 아니면 그 반대, 아니면 아예 증오하는 법을 가르칠 수도 있지 It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make 마치 내가 말하는 모든 문장에 이 아이들이 매달리는 것과 같아 like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum 마치 내가 신이라도 되는 듯이 게다가 모든 가게는 내 플래티넘 앨범을 가지고 있지 Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen? 어쩌다 이런 상황으로 돌아선 거지? From standin on corners and porches just rappin 원래 저 구석에 박혀 랩만 했었는 데 to havin a fortune, no more kissin ass 이젠 행운을 얻어 욕은 더 이상 안 먹을 거야 But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you 하지만 저 비평가들은 널 깎아내리고, 기자들은 널 태우려고 해 Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you 팬들은 널 배신하고 변호사들은 너에게서 돈을 원해 to get they hands on every dime you have 아예 동전 하나라도 다 긁어가려고 하지 They want you to lose your mind every time you mad 화낼 때마다 그들은 니가 미쳐버리길 바래 So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon 그러면 그들은 이제 널 처리하기 쉬워질 테니 Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns 어떤 싸움이라도 총을 드는 데 망설임은 없어 That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me 그렇기에 검사들은 날 유죄로 만들려 하지 Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly 이 세계에서 날 한시라도 빨리 쫓아내려는 속셈이야 But all they kids be listenin to me religiously 하지만 아이들은 내 음악을 종교처럼 듣고 있다고 So I'm signin CD's while police fingerprint me 그래서 경찰들이 내 지문을 채취할 무렵 난 CD에 싸인을 해줄 거야 They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me 이 싸인은 재판관의 딸을 위한 것이었지만 그렇다 해서 재판관이 날 좋아하나 If I'm such a fuckin menace this shit doesn't make sense B! 내가 그렇게 극악한 악당이었다면 이런 건 전혀 말이 안 되는 거라고! It's all political, if my music is literal 완전 정치적 문제야, 내 음악이 만약 모두 진짜면 and I'm a criminal how the FUCK can I raise a little girl? 난 엄청난 범죄자일 거고 그러면 내가 어떻게 딸을 데리고 있겠어? I couldn't; I wouldn't be fit to 그럴 수 없지, 불가능할 거야 You're full of shit too Guerra - that was a FIST that hit you! 너 역시 미친 놈이야 Guerra ? 지금 난 네게 주먹을 날린 거야! [Chorus] C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) 좋았어! 나랑 노래 불러(노래해!) 세월을 위해 노래해 (노래해!) Sing for the laughter; sing for the tear (C'mon!) 웃음을 위해, 눈물을 위해 노래해 (좋았어) Sing it with me, Just for today 나랑 노래해, 오늘만 말이야 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. 어쩌면 내일, 하느님은 널 데려가 버릴 거야.. [Verse 3] They say music can alter moods and talk to you 사람들은 음악이 마음을 안정시키고 네게 말을 건다고 하지 Well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? 그래 총을 장전하고 방아쇠를 당길 수도 있나? Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude 할 수도 있다면, 다음에 살인을 저지르거든 Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued 그냥 내 잘못이라 그래, 내가 끌려갈 테니 See what these kids do is hear about us talkin pistols 이 아이들은 언제나 우리가 권총에 대해 얘기하는 것만 듣고 and they want to get one cause, they think the shit's cool 권총이 멋있다고 생각한 나머지 아예 하나를 사려고 하지 Not knowin we really just protectin ourselves 그저 우리가 진짜로 자신을 보호하기 위해 샀다는 것도 모르고 We entertainers, of course the shit's affectin our sales 우린 엔터테이너야, 당연히 이런 내용은 매출량에 영향을 주지 You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self 이 바보야, 하지만 음악은 자신의 모습이 반영된 거야 We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail 우린 그저 설명할 뿐이고, 편지로 이상한 내용들이 날아오지 It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothin 정말 좇같지 않아? 아무것도 없는 것에서 우리가 나온다는 게 to bein able to have any fuckin thing that we wanted 우리가 원하는 건 아무거나 가질 수 있다는 게 That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing 그렇기 때문에 아무것도 없는 아이들을 위해 우리는 노래해 except for a dream and a fuckin rap magazine 꿈이랑 빌어먹을 랩 잡지 빼고 말야 Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long 사진을 벽에다가 하루종일 걸어놓거나 Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs 그들이 가장 좋아하는 래퍼를 숭배하고 노래를 다 알거나 Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives 살아오면서 개 같은 일만 당해와서 'Til they sit and they cry at night wishin they'd die 밤마다 앉아 울면서 죽길 바라는 사람들 'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe 결국 CD 하나를 틀고 앉아서 마음으로 느끼지 We're nothin to you - but we're the fuckin shit in they eyes 우린 네게 아무것도 아냐, 하지만 왠지 눈에 가시 같은 존재지 That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it 그렇기 때문에 찬스가 오면 그대로 잡아서 가지려 하는 거야 Squeeze it and hold it, cause we consider these minutes golden 꽉 잡고 놓지 않지 우린 그런 시간을 금으로 생각하니까 And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone, just let our spirits live on 어쩌면 우리가 사라졌을 때 인정할 지도 몰라, 그냥 우리의 혼이 계속 살게 하고 Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can... 마침내 네가 듣는 노래 가사 속으로 들어가면 그 때 우린.. [Chorus] - repeat 2X C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) 좋았어! 나랑 노래 불러(노래해!) 세월을 위해 노래해 (노래해!) Sing for the laughter; sing for the tear (C'mon!) 웃음을 위해, 눈물을 위해 노래해 (좋았어) Sing it with me, Just for today 나랑 노래해, 오늘만 말이야 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. 어쩌면 내일, 하느님은 널 데려가 버릴 거야.. |
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from Eminem - The Anger Management Tour [video, live] (2008)
[Verse 1]
These ideas are, nightmares to white parents 이 노래의 아이디어는 백인 부모에게는 악몽이야 whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings 그들이 가장 두려워 하는 건 자신의 자식이 염색을 하고 귀걸이를 하는 것 Like whatever they say has no bearing 그들이 말하는 건 모두 다 좋다는 듯이 It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing 자신의 집을 무섭게도 욕을 금지해버리지 to see him walkin around with his headphones blaring 그는 소리가 나는 헤드폰을 머리에 끼고 다녀 Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care 그만의 공간에 혼자 춥더라도 상관은 안해 He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out 그는 문제아야, 자신을 방해하는 건 가리지 않고 얘기하지 when he talks about, his fuckin dad walkin out 이제는 그의 아빠에 대해서 욕을 하고 있어 Cause he just hates him so bad that he, blocks him out 그의 아빠를 너무 미워해서 못 본 척을 하지 If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out 만약 한 번이라도 더 봤다면 아마 아빠를 때려눕힐 거야 His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin back 그의 생각은 꼬였고, 그는 화나서 말을 더듬고 있지 Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap 그는 락과 랩으로 생각이 세뇌되어있지 He sags his pants; doo rags and a stockin cap 그는 그만의 바지를 입고 모자를 입어 His step-father hit him so he, socked him back 그의 의붓아버지는 그를 때렸고 다시 그는 반격을 했고 and broke his nose, his house is a broken home 코가 부러졌어 이 가정은 파탄의 길로 There's no control, he just let's his emotions go 이젠 조절할 수도 없어 그는 그의 감정을 이젠 분출하게 놔둬 [Chorus] C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) 좋았어! 나랑 노래 불러(노래해!) 세월을 위해 노래해 (노래해!) Sing for the laughter; sing for the tear (C'mon!) 웃음을 위해, 눈물을 위해 노래해 (좋았어) Sing it with me, Just for today 나랑 노래해, 오늘만 말이야 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. 어쩌면 내일, 하느님은 널 데려가 버릴 거야.. [Verse 2] Entertainment is changin, intertwinin with gangsters 엔터테인먼트 세계는 바뀌고 있어, 깡패들이 개입을 하지 In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum 이 곳은 킬러와 죄인의 마음이 담긴 성스러운 곳 Holy or unnholy, only have one homie 성스럽던 안 그렇던 여긴 한 사람 뿐 Only this gun - lonely cause don't anyone know me 그리고 이 총 뿐 ? 아무도 날 못 알기에 난 외로워 Yet everybody just feels like they can relate 그렇지만 모두가 나와 상관될 수 있다 느껴져 I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great 이럴 때 할 말은‘개같군’일 것 같아, 그들은 최고일 수 있지 or they can degrate; or even worse, they can teach hate 아니면 그 반대, 아니면 아예 증오하는 법을 가르칠 수도 있지 It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make 마치 내가 말하는 모든 문장에 이 아이들이 매달리는 것과 같아 like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum 마치 내가 신이라도 되는 듯이 게다가 모든 가게는 내 플래티넘 앨범을 가지고 있지 Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen? 어쩌다 이런 상황으로 돌아선 거지? From standin on corners and porches just rappin 원래 저 구석에 박혀 랩만 했었는 데 to havin a fortune, no more kissin ass 이젠 행운을 얻어 욕은 더 이상 안 먹을 거야 But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you 하지만 저 비평가들은 널 깎아내리고, 기자들은 널 태우려고 해 Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you 팬들은 널 배신하고 변호사들은 너에게서 돈을 원해 to get they hands on every dime you have 아예 동전 하나라도 다 긁어가려고 하지 They want you to lose your mind every time you mad 화낼 때마다 그들은 니가 미쳐버리길 바래 So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon 그러면 그들은 이제 널 처리하기 쉬워질 테니 Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns 어떤 싸움이라도 총을 드는 데 망설임은 없어 That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me 그렇기에 검사들은 날 유죄로 만들려 하지 Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly 이 세계에서 날 한시라도 빨리 쫓아내려는 속셈이야 But all they kids be listenin to me religiously 하지만 아이들은 내 음악을 종교처럼 듣고 있다고 So I'm signin CD's while police fingerprint me 그래서 경찰들이 내 지문을 채취할 무렵 난 CD에 싸인을 해줄 거야 They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me 이 싸인은 재판관의 딸을 위한 것이었지만 그렇다 해서 재판관이 날 좋아하나 If I'm such a fuckin menace this shit doesn't make sense B! 내가 그렇게 극악한 악당이었다면 이런 건 전혀 말이 안 되는 거라고! It's all political, if my music is literal 완전 정치적 문제야, 내 음악이 만약 모두 진짜면 and I'm a criminal how the FUCK can I raise a little girl? 난 엄청난 범죄자일 거고 그러면 내가 어떻게 딸을 데리고 있겠어? I couldn't; I wouldn't be fit to 그럴 수 없지, 불가능할 거야 You're full of shit too Guerra - that was a FIST that hit you! 너 역시 미친 놈이야 Guerra ? 지금 난 네게 주먹을 날린 거야! [Chorus] C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) 좋았어! 나랑 노래 불러(노래해!) 세월을 위해 노래해 (노래해!) Sing for the laughter; sing for the tear (C'mon!) 웃음을 위해, 눈물을 위해 노래해 (좋았어) Sing it with me, Just for today 나랑 노래해, 오늘만 말이야 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. 어쩌면 내일, 하느님은 널 데려가 버릴 거야.. [Verse 3] They say music can alter moods and talk to you 사람들은 음악이 마음을 안정시키고 네게 말을 건다고 하지 Well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? 그래 총을 장전하고 방아쇠를 당길 수도 있나? Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude 할 수도 있다면, 다음에 살인을 저지르거든 Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued 그냥 내 잘못이라 그래, 내가 끌려갈 테니 See what these kids do is hear about us talkin pistols 이 아이들은 언제나 우리가 권총에 대해 얘기하는 것만 듣고 and they want to get one cause, they think the shit's cool 권총이 멋있다고 생각한 나머지 아예 하나를 사려고 하지 Not knowin we really just protectin ourselves 그저 우리가 진짜로 자신을 보호하기 위해 샀다는 것도 모르고 We entertainers, of course the shit's affectin our sales 우린 엔터테이너야, 당연히 이런 내용은 매출량에 영향을 주지 You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self 이 바보야, 하지만 음악은 자신의 모습이 반영된 거야 We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail 우린 그저 설명할 뿐이고, 편지로 이상한 내용들이 날아오지 It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothin 정말 좇같지 않아? 아무것도 없는 것에서 우리가 나온다는 게 to bein able to have any fuckin thing that we wanted 우리가 원하는 건 아무거나 가질 수 있다는 게 That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing 그렇기 때문에 아무것도 없는 아이들을 위해 우리는 노래해 except for a dream and a fuckin rap magazine 꿈이랑 빌어먹을 랩 잡지 빼고 말야 Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long 사진을 벽에다가 하루종일 걸어놓거나 Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs 그들이 가장 좋아하는 래퍼를 숭배하고 노래를 다 알거나 Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives 살아오면서 개 같은 일만 당해와서 'Til they sit and they cry at night wishin they'd die 밤마다 앉아 울면서 죽길 바라는 사람들 'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe 결국 CD 하나를 틀고 앉아서 마음으로 느끼지 We're nothin to you - but we're the fuckin shit in they eyes 우린 네게 아무것도 아냐, 하지만 왠지 눈에 가시 같은 존재지 That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it 그렇기 때문에 찬스가 오면 그대로 잡아서 가지려 하는 거야 Squeeze it and hold it, cause we consider these minutes golden 꽉 잡고 놓지 않지 우린 그런 시간을 금으로 생각하니까 And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone, just let our spirits live on 어쩌면 우리가 사라졌을 때 인정할 지도 몰라, 그냥 우리의 혼이 계속 살게 하고 Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can... 마침내 네가 듣는 노래 가사 속으로 들어가면 그 때 우린.. [Chorus] - repeat 2X C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) 좋았어! 나랑 노래 불러(노래해!) 세월을 위해 노래해 (노래해!) Sing for the laughter; sing for the tear (C'mon!) 웃음을 위해, 눈물을 위해 노래해 (좋았어) Sing it with me, Just for today 나랑 노래해, 오늘만 말이야 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away.. 어쩌면 내일, 하느님은 널 데려가 버릴 거야.. |
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from D-12 - Devils Night Initial Run [UK Only Version] (2006)
(Eminem - 4x)
I'll Shit On You Da da, da da, da da (Eminem) I'll Shit On You I will Shit On You I'll Shit On You Girl you know its true I'll Shit On You Bitch or man I'll Shit On You I will Shit On You (Swifty) I remain fatter than gluttony Tapin bombs to the back of record companies Blow them up if they ain't want me The national guard, they scared to hunt me I love beef; I got you hoes duckin me A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana These slugs with keep your ass away from my corner I drown niggaz in hundred degree saunas You can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch!) It's this lyrical piranha Strapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom Twist nothin up like a condom Slap it if you fuckers got a problem When I see 'em, you hoes endin up in a fuckin mausoleum Or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM Pull in the garage while you screamin Keep the motor on then I'm leavin (I'll Shit On You!) I'll Shit On You! (Chorus: Eminem) I will shit on you I don't care who you are (I'll Shit On You!) I don't give a fuck about you or your car (I'll Shit On You!) Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch (I'll Shit On You!) Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family (I'll Shit On You!) (Bizarre) i have an eleven inch penis round stick it in your mouth piss n' hope you drowned I'm a alcoholic with the fuckin toilet Pass the hotdogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?) Bitch shut your fuckin mouth I'ma keep eatin 'till Richard Simmons comes to my house with a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out!) I'll fuck your wife, I had sex since I met her Too busy fuckin the 12 year old babysitter And all women ain't shit Only good for cookin, cleanin and sucking dick and thats it (I said it) I was responsible for killin John Candy I got Jonbenet Ramsey in my Ninety Eight Camry I don't give a fuck who you are I'll shit on anybody Truly yours the idiotic Bizarre (Eminem) My adolescent years weren't shit 'till what I do now I never grew up I was born grown, and grew down The older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in The more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in Ignorin the shit how borin it gets When there's no one to hit I don't know when to quit throwin a fit I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me Its they who hate me and say they can take me Its they who legs I brake and make achy Its they who mistake me and make me so angry (I'll Shit On You!) I'll spit on you Start pissin and do the opposite on you You weren't listenin, I said I'll cop a squat on you Start spillin my guts like chicken cordon blew and Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch on his skit on his last album Pull my pants down and.. (Chorus) (Kon Artist) Is Richard Pryor still alive? If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin (what?) Born brainless, this steel ain't stainless Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it Bitch bring it, these niggaz that I hang with Will hang you up naked by your ankles danglin My meat I stay stranglin I don't need your help If you won't give me the pussy I'll un-loosen my belt (I'll Shit On You!) I'm what your daddy's not, your mom's kinda caught Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks Buck fifty cross your neck Floss your teck, I'll beat you wit it across your chest (Kuniva) It's only right I jack your car keys and run Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns For fun, when I'm drunk I'll run a truck through the weed house Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout Put you in chokeholds I learned last week From the Police man who caught me stealing weed from his jeep (hey, hey, hey!) I see hoes biting, y'all don't wanna brawl Thats like D-Bo fightin Peabo Bryson (I'll Shit On You) So what you hollerin and yellin about I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin skeleton out Niggaz get hit wit a two piece, "Bling Bling" Wit a poisonous sting I'm such a violent thing (Chorus) (Eminem) Once I get on two, hits of X My disk slips and disconnects 'Till I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck But still shit on the first bitch who disrespects (c'mon, I'll Shit On You!) Over reaction is my only reaction Which only sets off a chain reaction and puts five more zainy actin' maniacs in action A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters and spilling liters of blood like swimmin pools Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too {*bullets spray*} A lot of people say misoginistic which is true I can't deny it- matter of fact I stand by it So please stand by and prepare to start up a damn riot If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet Boy, girl, dog, woman, man, child.. (I'll Shit On You!) I will Shit On You I don't care who you are I'll Shit On You I don't give a fuck about you or your car I'll Shit On You Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch I'll Shit On You I will fuck you wife if you fuck with me I'll Shit On You You heard me {*Eminem laughs*} Bitch, I'll Shit On You D-12 will Shit On You I'll Shit On You Your life Your wife Your kids Your car I'll Shit On You Your house Your spouse Your rings Your things I'll Shit On You I'll Shit On You I'll Shit On You I'll Shit On You |
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from D-12 - Devils Night (2001)
Shit can happen
Shit can happeeen Shit can happen Shit can happeeen Shit can happen Shit can happeeen Shit can happen Shit can happeeen (Kon Artis) Yo, that's right motherfuckers we back Same slanging Orangutaning Wilding out on hoodrats that say I act Like I'm too famous To say hi and tell 'em what My Name Is But really I'm still nameless You niggas don't get it yet do you? Kill or not Platinum or flop I'll still put it through you With a luger that'll spit fire And hit higher Than a pitch by a bitch like Mariah You think for one second since we got a deal That we won't deal with you in front of St. Andrew's still You gay rappers better learn that I won't stop until I see 'em turn back If you don't slow that road you pack You gon' see these Runyan Ave. niggas That really need some Prozac To show that ask the others Brigade'll lay you down Next to your mother's mother's grandmothers (Kuniva) You know I'm feeling real rowdy tonight Ready to fight And half the niggas I give DAT to I don't even like The same cat who never gave a damn about your name I gives a fuck about it Like the next L.A. Clippers game I'll kill you in ways you couldn't even fathom You and yo' madam It's really unexplainable how I have 'em Who call theyselves screaming about a challenge Nigga we got a gift while you barely making it off of mere talent My skills are deeply imbedded Even your hoe said it She was knock-kneed I fucked her now she bow-legged In the middle of rapping I drop the mic And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrapping Kuniving Kon Artis my nigga we get it cracking While the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughing (Chorus: Kon Artis) (x2) (Shit can happen) This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh (Shit can happeeen) Shit can happen to him and your ass (Shit can happen) You can be touched don't think you can't (Shit can happeeen) Cuz niggas ain't fucking around no more man (Swifty) The feds can't hold me (why?) I hold feds I was born with a dark ass cloud over my head (uh huh) Raining acid (nigga) You can't refrain from getting your ass kicked Cuz you talk too much You asked for it I'm on some massive shit Everybody ignore me They wouldn't fuck with me if I was performing at an orgy These niggas think I'm fronting (what up now?) Then they change stories I catch you and they thinking everything's hunky dory I even have you pour me the gasoline for me (do it) Pulling up slowly Cop tailing your homies Met a lot of niggas but you wouldn't wanna know me (for real) Your ass might not even make it home with your roley (nigga) Don't even try In your system like eco lie Trying to beef with me Nigga please, your people die I'm so wicked that my momma gave birth illegally (uh huh) I survived the abortion immediately (Surprise!!!) (Eminem) Picture me sitting in a jail cell rotting Or barricaded in a motel with twelve shotguns When the *cops* come knocking Each hands got one Cocked ready to dump slugs heavy as shot puts One man army Guns can't harm me Young and ornery Worse than my Uncle Ronnie Ever since I got my first gun pulled on me I can't stop airing out my dirty laundry Middle fingers flip at censorship Your friends just flipped Over this swift penmanship Ever since I spit some shit on Infinite I been giving it a hundred and ten percent Cuz when I vent most of my energy's Spent on enemies Eighty percent of what I invent is hennessy And twenty percent is from being hungry as sin Ten is because I love being under your skin Ya, (shit) shit can happen So stick to rapping Quit the yapping Or I'ma lift the mac in That can lead to another mishap happening Skip the crap Get the can of whoop ass cracking Chorus (x2) (Outro: Eminem) (Shit can happen) It can and it will (Shit can happeeen) Fuck around with Amityville (Shit can happen) And you die Insanity still (Shit can happeeen) Mentality of twelve motherfuckers in six different bodies (Shit can happen) With their personality split (Shit can happeeen) Fucking you up with hit after hit (Shit can happen) Sticking you up with clip after clip (Shit can happeeen) Making you suck dick after dick (Shit can happen) (Shit can happeeen) Dirty motherfuckin dozen (Shit can happen) The Kon Artis (Shit can happeeen) Motherfuckin Peter S. Bizarre Swifty McVeigh The Kuniva Dirty fatherfuckin Harry Puttin you down in the cemetary You get buried All of you motherfuckers suck our motherfucking cock We are not playing We are not playing We are not bullshitting This is not a motherfucking joke |
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from D-12 - Devils Night Initial Run [UK Only Version] (2006)
Shit can happen
Shit can happeeen Shit can happen Shit can happeeen Shit can happen Shit can happeeen Shit can happen Shit can happeeen (Kon Artis) Yo, that's right motherfuckers we back Same slanging Orangutaning Wilding out on hoodrats that say I act Like I'm too famous To say hi and tell 'em what My Name Is But really I'm still nameless You niggas don't get it yet do you? Kill or not Platinum or flop I'll still put it through you With a luger that'll spit fire And hit higher Than a pitch by a bitch like Mariah You think for one second since we got a deal That we won't deal with you in front of St. Andrew's still You gay rappers better learn that I won't stop until I see 'em turn back If you don't slow that road you pack You gon' see these Runyan Ave. niggas That really need some Prozac To show that ask the others Brigade'll lay you down Next to your mother's mother's grandmothers (Kuniva) You know I'm feeling real rowdy tonight Ready to fight And half the niggas I give DAT to I don't even like The same cat who never gave a damn about your name I gives a fuck about it Like the next L.A. Clippers game I'll kill you in ways you couldn't even fathom You and yo' madam It's really unexplainable how I have 'em Who call theyselves screaming about a challenge Nigga we got a gift while you barely making it off of mere talent My skills are deeply imbedded Even your hoe said it She was knock-kneed I fucked her now she bow-legged In the middle of rapping I drop the mic And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrapping Kuniving Kon Artis my nigga we get it cracking While the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughing (Chorus: Kon Artis) (x2) (Shit can happen) This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh (Shit can happeeen) Shit can happen to him and your ass (Shit can happen) You can be touched don't think you can't (Shit can happeeen) Cuz niggas ain't fucking around no more man (Swifty) The feds can't hold me (why?) I hold feds I was born with a dark ass cloud over my head (uh huh) Raining acid (nigga) You can't refrain from getting your ass kicked Cuz you talk too much You asked for it I'm on some massive shit Everybody ignore me They wouldn't fuck with me if I was performing at an orgy These niggas think I'm fronting (what up now?) Then they change stories I catch you and they thinking everything's hunky dory I even have you pour me the gasoline for me (do it) Pulling up slowly Cop tailing your homies Met a lot of niggas but you wouldn't wanna know me (for real) Your ass might not even make it home with your roley (nigga) Don't even try In your system like eco lie Trying to beef with me Nigga please, your people die I'm so wicked that my momma gave birth illegally (uh huh) I survived the abortion immediately (Surprise!!!) (Eminem) Picture me sitting in a jail cell rotting Or barricaded in a motel with twelve shotguns When the *cops* come knocking Each hands got one Cocked ready to dump slugs heavy as shot puts One man army Guns can't harm me Young and ornery Worse than my Uncle Ronnie Ever since I got my first gun pulled on me I can't stop airing out my dirty laundry Middle fingers flip at censorship Your friends just flipped Over this swift penmanship Ever since I spit some shit on Infinite I been giving it a hundred and ten percent Cuz when I vent most of my energy's Spent on enemies Eighty percent of what I invent is hennessy And twenty percent is from being hungry as sin Ten is because I love being under your skin Ya, (shit) shit can happen So stick to rapping Quit the yapping Or I'ma lift the mac in That can lead to another mishap happening Skip the crap Get the can of whoop ass cracking Chorus (x2) (Outro: Eminem) (Shit can happen) It can and it will (Shit can happeeen) Fuck around with Amityville (Shit can happen) And you die Insanity still (Shit can happeeen) Mentality of twelve motherfuckers in six different bodies (Shit can happen) With their personality split (Shit can happeeen) Fucking you up with hit after hit (Shit can happen) Sticking you up with clip after clip (Shit can happeeen) Making you suck dick after dick (Shit can happen) (Shit can happeeen) Dirty motherfuckin dozen (Shit can happen) The Kon Artis (Shit can happeeen) Motherfuckin Peter S. Bizarre Swifty McVeigh The Kuniva Dirty fatherfuckin Harry Puttin you down in the cemetary You get buried All of you motherfuckers suck our motherfucking cock We are not playing We are not playing We are not bullshitting This is not a motherfucking joke |
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from Eminem - Shake That [single] (2006)
Shady, Aftermath
There she goes shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin and grindin that pole The way she's grindin that pole I think I'm losing control Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fuucked up Hit the strip club don't forget once get your dick rubbed Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit faceted Pasted, blasted, puke drink up, get a new drink Hit the bathroom sink, throw up Wipe your shoe clean, got a routine Knowin still got a few chunks on your shoestring Knowin I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated I was revibed as soon as this B is gyrated And hips and licked them lips and that was it I had to get Nate Dogg and his sing some shit Two to the one from the one to the three I like good pussy and I like good trees Smoke so much weed you wouldn't beleive And I get more ass than a toilet seat Three to the one from the one to the three I met a bad bitch last night in the D Let me tell you how I made her leave with me Conversation and Hennessey I've been to the muthafuckin mountain top Heard muthafuckers talk, seen and dropped If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock And when I bust yo ass I'ma continue to rock Getcha ass of the wall with your two left feet It's real easy just follow the beat Don't let that fine girl pass you byye Look real close cause strobe lights blind We bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin baby step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say everday she be givin it up Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me I'm a menace, a dentist, an oral hygentist Open your mouth for about four or five minutes Take a little bit of this flouride ? Swish but don't spit it, swallow and I'll finish Yeah me and Nate d-o double g Looking for a couple bitches with some double d's Pop a little champagne and a couple E's Slip it in her bubbuly, we finna finna have a party Have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin for a girl I can fuck in my hummer truck Apple Bottom jeans and a big ol side Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I want a bitch that sit at the crib with no panties on Knows that she can't but she won't say no Now look at this lady all in front of me, sexy as can be Tonight I want a slut, will you be mine? I heard you was freaky from a friend of mine I'ma hope you don't get mad at me But I told Nate you was a freak He said he wants a slut, hope you don't mind I told him that you like it from behind Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me We bout' to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (go ahead shake that butt) I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin baby step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say everday she be givin it up There she goes, shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin and grindin that pole The way she's grindin that pole I think I'm losing control God, come one ! I ain't leavin' without you bitch Come here home with me Ample boy, and his boy, and this boy, and this gurl haha, they call - |
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from Club Bangers (2006)
Shady, Aftermath
There she goes shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin and grindin that pole The way she's grindin that pole I think I'm losing control Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fuucked up Hit the strip club don't forget once get your dick rubbed Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit faceted Pasted, blasted, puke drink up, get a new drink Hit the bathroom sink, throw up Wipe your shoe clean, got a routine Knowin still got a few chunks on your shoestring Knowin I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated I was revibed as soon as this B is gyrated And hips and licked them lips and that was it I had to get Nate Dogg and his sing some shit Two to the one from the one to the three I like good pussy and I like good trees Smoke so much weed you wouldn't beleive And I get more ass than a toilet seat Three to the one from the one to the three I met a bad bitch last night in the D Let me tell you how I made her leave with me Conversation and Hennessey I've been to the muthafuckin mountain top Heard muthafuckers talk, seen and dropped If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock And when I bust yo ass I'ma continue to rock Getcha ass of the wall with your two left feet It's real easy just follow the beat Don't let that fine girl pass you byye Look real close cause strobe lights blind We bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin baby step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say everday she be givin it up Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me I'm a menace, a dentist, an oral hygentist Open your mouth for about four or five minutes Take a little bit of this flouride ? Swish but don't spit it, swallow and I'll finish Yeah me and Nate d-o double g Looking for a couple bitches with some double d's Pop a little champagne and a couple E's Slip it in her bubbuly, we finna finna have a party Have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin for a girl I can fuck in my hummer truck Apple Bottom jeans and a big ol side Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I want a bitch that sit at the crib with no panties on Knows that she can't but she won't say no Now look at this lady all in front of me, sexy as can be Tonight I want a slut, will you be mine? I heard you was freaky from a friend of mine I'ma hope you don't get mad at me But I told Nate you was a freak He said he wants a slut, hope you don't mind I told him that you like it from behind Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me We bout' to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (go ahead shake that butt) I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin baby step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say everday she be givin it up There she goes, shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin and grindin that pole The way she's grindin that pole I think I'm losing control God, come one ! I ain't leavin' without you bitch Come here home with me Ample boy, and his boy, and this boy, and this gurl haha, they call - |
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from Eminem - Infinite (1996)
Women Singing:
Ain't no one special, special like you No one's special, special like you (3X) I been searching, but you're the one I want in my life baby (4X) Verse 1: Eminem I'm reminiscing on your tenderness and the snuggling and teasing Missing what I remember, kissing and hugging and squeezing Bugging and weezing, I'm having trouble when breathing It's even tougher when sleeping But there's a couple of reasons that I'm suffering and grieving For loving and leaving, you're all I'm thinking of in the evening You got my knees buckling and weakening Thoughts of nothing but freaking that I'm struggling to keep in And interrupt when I'm speaking I got some game that I'm preparing to run The way your lips sparkle and they glare in the sun You got your hair in a bun, no matter what you're wearing you stun Cause your comparing to none, I wanna share in the fun I feel a passionate lust when I'm imagining just us alone at last with a touch I see you grasping to trust, but my intentions are good The seed is passing in dust I'm not asking to rush and answer me immediately I just wanna be there for you and you to be there for me If you agree to repeat after me, I Love You (I love you baby) Cause I just need you to see, how much I'm eager to be Your man legally wed, your love's keeping me fed This is easily said, so you can lead or be led If you care to be down cause ain't nobody Like you no where to be found CHORUS Women Singing: I been searching, but your the one I want in my life baby (4X) Verse 2: Denaun Porter Baby it's all on you, it's you I call on boo Let's set a day up so you can fall on through We'll take a spin in a Lexus you can chill for dinner and breakfast Long enough to see how this gentleman sex'es We'll start it out with caviar, Don Parigne And then when it's a fact we are warm, carry on We'll take it slow, see nobody will hurry things I got the herbs the Bacardi and Hurricane If Daiquiris are in debate and not your thing that day It's still all right cause I got Minute Maid and Tangeray Your an incredible one that's rare, in bed with edible underwear You look impeccable, nothing compares I dream of freaking you, the women that will speak it too so It seems that there is not an end to things that we can do so Now we all set to play, only thing left to say is When you step away, baby but don't forget the Neglicie CHORUS Women Singing: I been searching, but your the one I want in my life baby (8X) (fades) No one special, special like you (2X) |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
[Dr. Dre] Huh, so I''m out the game huh?
[Eminem] Yo Dre, we ridin? [Dr. Dre] Whatever [Eminem] Well I''m witchu homie [Dr. Dre] Ok, Let''s handle this muhf*cker [Eminem] I was born to brew up storms ''n stir up sh*t Kick up dust, cuss til I slur up spit Grew up too quickly been through too much sh*t Corrupt and now they pour it on like syrup, b*tch Thick in gritz, sick and twisted Mr. Buttersworth Dre tole me to milk this sh*t for what it''s worth Till the cow just tilts and tips ''n stumbles to earth And if I fumble the verse, keep going First take, I make mistakes, just keep it No punches, pull no punches, that''s weak sh*t Fake sh*t if I ever take sh*t, I eat sh*t Was it for him? Wouldn''t be sh*t [Dr. Dre] Creep wit me, as we take a little trip down Memory Lane Been in longer than anyone in the game And I ain''t got to lie about my age [Eminem] But what about Jermaine? [Dr. Dre] f*ck Jermaine, he don''t belong speakin mine or Timbaland''s name And don''t think I don''t read your little interviews and see what your sayin I''ma giant, and I ain''t gotta move till I''m revoked When I see you, I''ma step on you and not even know it Ya midget, Mini-Me, with a buncha little Mini-You''s Runnin around your backyard swimming pools Over 80 million records sold And I ain''t had to do it with 10 or 11 year olds Chorus: Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Eminem] Second verse, it gets worst It gets no better than this Amatuers drink veteran piss From a Dixie cup, if you ever mix me up Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupri Will rub it in, every club your in, we''ll have you Blackballed and make sure you never rap a f*cken again Dre ain''t havin it as long as Im here, play Devil''s Advocate [Dr. Dre] If there was some magic sh*t I could wave Over the indusrty that could save it when I''m gone And bury to make sure the tradition carries on I would [Eminem] If I could only use this power for good I wouldn''t, not even if I could [Dr. Dre] From the hood and I''m a hornet And I''ma only sting when I''m cornered [Eminem] And I''ma only sucker punch or swing without warnin And swing to knock somebody''s f*ckin head off Cuz I know, when they get up, I won''t get a chance to let off Another punch, I''m punk-rock, no one''s punk Don''t give a f*ck, white pop, so much spunk When I was little I knew I would blow up And sell a mil or grow up to be a tiller Go nuts and be a killer [Dr. Dre] And I''m somethin of a phenom One puff of the chron I''m unstoppable, I''m alive, I''m on top again There''s no obstacle that I can''t conquer So come along with us (Come On) Chorus: Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Dr. Dre] Now anybody who knows Dre Knows I''m about fast cars and alazey, partyin all day But I handle my business cuz it''s work before play Don''t look for trouble but I serve you gourmet However you want it, you could have it your way You f*ck my night up, I''ma f*ck up your day Bullet with your name, sendin it your way That goes for anyone who walks thru that doorway Cuz this is my space, you invade it Live to regret it and you die tryin to violate it f*ck around and you''ll get anahilated Eyes diliated [Eminem] Ha, like my old lady Cuz what you say is what you say Sometimes what you mean is 2 different things Depending on your mood, if it swings, think too many things Little hit of Dre''s weed, I can do anything Catch a contact, then I''m gone and I''m back I speed write and my loose leaves my lanch pad [Dr. Dre] And I can pull any string Don''t have to prove anything Catch a contract on your head You headed West, talk sh*t about Dre? You better get a vest, then invest in something To protect your head and neck [Eminem] And it''s back and forth all day like Red and Meth I joke when I say I''m the best in the booth But a lot of truth is said injest And if I ever do live to be a legend I''ma die a sudden death, 5 mics in The Source Ain''t holdin'' my f*ckin breath But I suffocate for the respect Fore I breath the collect the f*ckin check Chorus: Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Dr. Dre] Watch your f*ckin'' mouth [Timbaland] Yo this Timbaland, tell him I said suck (*tchka*) my d*ck |
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from Eminem - The Eminem Show (2002)
[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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