Eminem [Rap]

<i><b>Eminem</b></i>
Oh!
Ladies and gentlemen
The moment you've all been waiting for...
In this corner: weighing 175 pounds,
With a record of... 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders,
The undisputed, most diabolical villain in the world:
Slim Shady!

So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, uh-oh, bitches hoppin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

Ok! Let's go!

Back with Andre the Giant, Mr. Elephant Tusk
Fix your musk, you'll be just another one bit the dust
Just one of my mother's sons who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my butt, lick frumunda cheese from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed
Bitches lust, man they love me when I lay in the cut
Fist the cup, the lady give her eighty some paper cut
Now picture us, it's ridiculous, you curse at the thought
'Cause when I spit the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce
If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary, the elephants have entered the room
I venture to say with the center of attention, "It's true"
Not to mention back with a vengeance so here's the signal
Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio's back on you hoes

So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, uh-oh, bitches hoppin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

Ladies and gentlemen... Dr. Dre!

<i><b>Dr. Dre</b></i>
They see that low rider go by, they like, "Oh, my!"
You ain't got to tell me why you're sick 'cause I know why
I dip through in that six tre like, "Sick 'em, Dre"
I'm an itch that they cant scratch, they're sick of me
But hey, what else can I say? I love L.A.
'Cause over and above all, it's just another day
And this one begins where the last one ends
Pick up where we left off and get smashed again
I'll be damned, just fucked around and crashed my Benz
Driving 'round with a smashed front end, let's cash that one in
Grab another one from out the stable
The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Dorado
The hell if I know, do I want leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions, decisions, garage looks like precision collision
Or maico, beats quake like Waco
Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though

<i><b>Eminem</b></i>
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, uh-oh, bitches hoppin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

And I take great pleasure in introducing... 50 Cent!

<i><b>50 Cent</b></i>
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thang when you party with me
It's what we into, it's simple
We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe
I'm the napalm, the bomb, the don, I'm King Kong
Get rolled on, wrapped up and reigned on
I'm so calm, through Vietnam, ring the alarm
Bring the Chandon, burn marajaun do what you want
Nigga on and on till the break of what?
Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't give a fuck
I spend it like it don't mean nothing
Blow it like it's supposed to be blown, Motherfucker, I'm grown
I stunt, I style, I flash the shit
I gets what the fuck I want, so what? I trick
Fat ass, burgundy bags, classy shit
Jimmy Choo shoes, I say, "Move a-bitch, move"

<i><b>Eminem</b></i>
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, uh-oh, bitches hoppin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

(Eminem)

So I changed huh? You got a phone
pick it up, call me

How Come.. we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
and I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grapevine.. We even Beefin Now
After all the years we been down.. aint no way no how
This bullshit cant be true
We Family.. aint a damn thing changed.. unless its you!

We were so young
So full of life and vibrance
side by side, wherever you was riding, I went
So close, almost on some bonnie and clyde shit
When Ronnie died you was right by my side
with a shoulder to cry on and tissue to wipe my eyes
and a bucket to catch ever tear I cried inside it.
You even had the same type of childhood I did..
sometimes I just wanna know why is it that you succaim to yours
and mine I survived it. You ran the streets, I 9 to 5ed it
we grew up, grew apart as time went by us..
and I blew up to both yours and mines surprises.
Now I feel a vibe I just cant describe it
much as your pride tries to hide it. you're cold
your touch is just like ice.
And your eyes is a look of resentment.
I can sense it and I dont like it.

How Come.. we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We don't barely keep in touch at all
and I don't even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grapevine.. We even Beefin Now
After all the years we been down.. aint no way no how
This bullshit cant be true
We Family.. aint a damn thing changed.. unless its you!

(Kon Artis)

It was my dream at first to be off spitting a verse
on my own album with a deal but shit got worse
fore I came out I woulda killed a nigga first
for I let him disrespect me, or check me over some
worthless bitch that I wasnt with
I woulda hit it and quit
but you were fitting to talk with her and tell her she was the shit
I told you dont get involved with her
you would smoke in the car with her
coming outta the bar with her
stumbling half drunk
like you were husband and wife or somethin
but me catching her fuckin other niggas musta hurt your pride or something
cause you were openin your mouth to people like you wanted with me.
when all I tried to do was show that your bitch was shifty.
And every sister, fares and all the shit that I produced
you acting like I aint your man and lying like she cant be loose.
But I am really your friend, I'm just trying to tell ya the truth.
Dont hate the game or the player
the one thats changing is you.

(Eminen)

How Come.. we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
and I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grapevine.. We even Beefin Now
After all the years we been down.. aint no way no how
This bullshit cant be true
We Family.. aint a damn thing changed.. unless its you!

(Proof)

Its gets lonely at the top cause my homie had to stop
now we acting like I gotta live only for the block.
And homies in the hood only see me on the tube
So they gossip on the porch
Get ta speaking all rude. fools I used to rap wit all expect magic
like my finger get to snappin
and poof it just happen.
But proof is just acting out the part he was thrown,
shady made it so my babies aint starving at home.
See the devil in your glance,
since the ghetto we been friends, forever real intellegence,
thats forever till the end.
I peep the hatred in your eyes, and the satan in your lies,
aint wasting my time with these snakes in disguise.
(HOW COME) When you talk it's with bitter and spite?
(AND HOW COME) It's my fault for what you did with your life?
And everytime I go to hear you play, you look away,
we barely embrace, you cant even look me in my face.

(Eminem)

How Come.. we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
and I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grapevine.. We even Beefin Now
After all the years we been down.. aint no way no how
This bullshit cant be true
We Family.. aint a damn thing changed.. unless its you!

Intro:
Dr Dre:
Marshall, sounds like an S. O. S.
Eminem:
Holy wack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're f***ing right!
Dr Dre:
To the rap mobile, let's go!
Lady:
Marshall!
Marshall!
Eminem:
bi***es and Gentleman!
It's showtime!
Hurry, hurry step right up!
Introducing the star of our show, his name is...
Lady:
Marshall!
Eminem:
You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world right now
So without futher adieu, I bring to you...
Lady:
Marshall!
Verse N1:
Your bout to witness hip hop in its
Most pourest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless
Most hardest, most honest, known artist
Chip off the old block but old doc is back!
Looks like Batman, brought his own Robin
Oh god, Sadam's got his own Laden
With his own private plane, his own pilot
Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges
Oranges, peach, pairs, plums, oranges
VRRM VRRM Yeah, here I come
My inches away from you, here fear none
Hip hop is in a state of 911, so
Chorus 2x:
Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the sh** down
On these clowns, can i get a witness?
Dr Dre:
Hell Yeah
Verse N2:
Dre gotta move fast, gotta perform mirracles
Gee willycores Dre, holly bat syllables
Look at all the bullsh** that goes on in Gotham
When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals
So, skip to your lou, while I do what I do best
You ain't even impressed no more, you used to it
Flows too wet, nobody close to it
Nobody says it was till everyone knows the sh**
The most hated on outta all those who say it hate it
On an eighties songs and
Exagerate it all So much
They make it all up
There's no such thing
Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans
It just means so much more to so much more
People when you rapping and you know what for
The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome ya'll
To Marshall and Andre's carnival
C'mon, now!
Chorus 2x:
Verse N3:
It's just like old times, the dynamic duo
Two old friends, why panic?
You allready know whos capable, the two caped heroes
Dial straight down the center 8 0 0
You can even call collect, the most feared duet
Since me and Elton, play career russian roulett
And never even seen me blinging get me busting a sweat
People stepping over people just to rush to the set
Just to get to see a MC who breathes so freely
Ease over these beats, and be so breezy
Jesus, how can sh** be so easy
How can one Sandra be so leavy
Turn on these beats MC's dont see me
Believe me, BET and MTV
Are gonna agree when we leave, dawg fo sheezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
'Til we broke kids, get weird and disappear into the mountains
Nothing but clowns down here
But we, ain't f***ing around round here
Yo Dre!
Dr Dre:
Whuddup?
Eminem:
Can I get a hell yeah?
Dr Dre:
Hell Yeah
Chorus 2x:
Outro:
Eminem:
So there you have it folks
Lady:
Marshall!
Eminem:
Has come to save the day
Back with his friend Andre
And to remind you that bullsh** does not pay
Because
Lady:
Marshall!
Eminem:
And Andre are here to stay and never go away
Until our dying day, until we're old and grey
Lady:
Marshall!
Eminem:
So until next times friends
Same blonde hair, same rap channel
Goodnight everyone, thank you for coming
Your host for the evening
Lady:
Marshall!
Eminem:
Oh, hah

Intro]
Where's my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones - there you go
Yeah.. yo, yo

[Verse 1]
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
누군가 당신을 미워하거나, 차별한 적 있어?
I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against.
난 있어, 그들은 내게 항의하고 시위해 왔어.
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes.
피켓에 내 가사가 사악하다고 써 가지고 말이야.
Look at the times.
그 때를 상기해 봐.
Sick is the mind of the motha fuckin' kid that's behind all this commotion.
금단 현상은 이 소동 이면에 있는 아이의 정신 상태야.
Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin'.
감정은 깊어져, 바다처럼 폭발해.
Tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin'.
부모들의 마음 속에 불 붙는 분노는 폭발하고, 분노는 계속 돼.
Not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'.
숨 쉬는 동안, 난 아무것도 빼앗지 않고 그들에게 지옥을 선사해.
Keep kickin' ass in the mornin,' an' takin' names in the evening.
아침에는 엉덩일 걷어차 주고, 저녁에는 그들 이름에 똥칠해 주지.
Leav'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth.
입 안이 시큼해지도록,
See, they can trigger me but they never figure me out.
내게 방아쇠를 당길 수 있어도, 날 이해하진 않아.
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now.
지금의 날 봐봐, 이제 너희들은 나에게 싫증나 있겠지.
Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now.
그렇지 않아 엄마, 엄만 우스꽝스럽게 보일 거야.

[Chorus]
I'm sorry, Mama.
미안해요, 엄마.
I never meant to hurt you.
상처 주려고 한 것이 아니에요.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet..
울게 하려고 한 것이 아니에요, 하지만 오늘밤 비밀을 털어놔요..

[Verse 2]
I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it.
내 옷장에는 해골 몇 구가 있어, 그걸 아는 지 모르겠지만.
So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it, I'ma expose it.
그래서 그들이 날 관에 던져 관문을 닫기 전에, 폭로할 게 있어.
I'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD.
멀티-플래티넘을 기록한 앨범을 내기 전인 73년도로 거슬려 올라가 볼까.
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months.
난 아기였어, 아마 태어난지 몇 개월 되었을 때야.
My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch, cuz he split.
내 호모같은 아빤 자위했었음에 틀림없어.(순화하여 표현함)
I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye.
내게 작별키스라고 하고 떠났는 지 궁금해.
No, I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die.
아니, 다시 생각해 볼 필요없어, 그 인간이 죽어 버렸으면 좋겠어.
I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side.
내 딸을 쳐다보고 있어, 딸 옆에서 그런 짓 하는 것 상상할 수 조차 없어.
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try to make it work with her at least for
Hailie's sake.
차라리 전처 KIM을 미워했더라면, 이를 악물고 내 딸을 위해 그녀와 잘 해 보려고 노력했
을 거야.
I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human.
아마도 실수를 저질렀어, 난 인간일 뿐이야.
But I'm man enough to face them today.
하지만, 지금의 성공을 얻을 자격은 충분해.
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest shit I did was take
them bullets out of that gun.
내 행동은 어리석었어, 의심할 것 없이 바보같은 짓이었어,
그래도 가장 잘한 건 총에서 탄창을 빼냈다는 거야.
Cuz id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim an' him both.
죽이려고 했다면, KIM과 그 자식 두 년, 놈을 쐈을 거야.
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show.
그게 내 인생이야, Eminem Show에 온 여러분 모두를 환영해.

[Chorus]
I'm sorry, Mama.
미안해요, 엄마.
I never meant to hurt you.
상처 주려고 한 것이 아니에요.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet..
울게 하려고 한 것이 아니에요, 하지만 오늘밤 비밀을 털어놔요..

[Verse 3]
Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition.
이제 인정받으려고 엄말 욕하지 않을 거야.
Take a second to listen for you think this record is dissin',
내 얘길 잠깐만 들어봐, 이게 diss 앨범이라고 생각하니까,
But put yourself in my position.
하지만 내 입장에서 생각해 봐.
Just try to envision witnessin' your Mama poppin'
prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her
purse and shits missin.'
너의 엄마가 부엌에서 마약하고 있는 걸 목격했다고 상상해 봐, 누군가가 자기 지갑을 뒤
져서 물건을 잃어버렸다고 불평하면서 말이야.
Going through public housing systems, victim of Munchausen's syndrome.
엄만 물건이 꼭 그 자리에 있어야 하고, 모든 일 허풍떠는 증상에 시달리고 있어.
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I
blew up.
성장기 동안, 엄만 날 아프지 않을 때도 아프다고 믿게끔 만들었어. 이제 까발렸다.
It makes you sick to ya stomach, doesn't it?
그게 엄마 배 아프게 했어, 그렀지?
Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma?
그게 CD를 낸 이유야, 엄마?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me, Ma?
그래서 내게 했던 행동들을 정당화하려고 했어, 엄마?
But guess what, yer gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely.
하지만 넌 이제 늙었어, 외로울 때 춥겠지.
An' Nathan's getting' up so quick, he's gonna know that you are phoney.
(내 이복 동생) Nathan은 빨리 자라고 있어, 걔도 니가 사기꾼이라는 걸 알게 될 거야
And Hailie's getting' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful.
내 딸도 많이 컸어, 걜 봐야 해, 얼마나 사랑스럽다구.
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral.
하지만 넌 그 앨 만나지 못 할 거야, 니 장례식에도 가지 않을 걸.
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong.
내게 가장 큰 상처가 된 것은, 니가 틀리다는 걸 인정하지 않은 거야.
Bitch, do ya song.
망할 년, 노랠 불러.
Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom.
'난 엄마였어'라고 끊임없이 자신에게 말하고 있지.
But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get.
하지만 날 도와주지 않았으면서 내가 가진 걸 어떻게 빼았으려고 할 수 있어.
You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit.
너무 이기적이야 쌍년, 니가 지옥의 불구덩이 속에서 불타버렸으면 하는 소망이 있어.
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
(삼촌) Ronnie가 죽었을 때를 기억해 봐, 내가 죽었어야 했다고 말했잖아.
Well, guess what, I am dead.
나 죽어.
Dead to you as can be.
누구나 그렇듯 너도 죽어.

[Chorus]
I'm sorry, Mama.
미안해요, 엄마.
I never meant to hurt you.
상처 주려고 한 것이 아니에요.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet..
울게 하려고 한 것이 아니에요, 하지만 오늘밤 비밀을 털어놔요..

Obie Yo
I'm sick
Damn you straight dogg
That's why I ain't
got no time
For these games and
stupid tricks
All these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be
getting sick
That's how dicks
be getting drips
Falling victim's to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fucking chickens with no ribs
That's why I aint got no time
Yo I woke up fucked up
off the liquor I drunk
I hadda bag of tha skunk
one and last night's tunk
Pussy residue was on my penis
Denise from the Cleaners
Fucked me good
you should've seen us
Big booty bitch
switch unbearable
french role styling
body like a stallion
Sizing up the figure
while my shit getting bigger
Debating on to fuck her
do I wanna be a nigga
Caressing this bitch
plus I'm checking
out them tits
Sipping on that fine shit
I ain't use to buying
I gotta hit it from behind
it's mandatory
Like taking ho's money
but that's another story
For surely your pussy on toast
after we toast
Our clothes fell like
Bishop and Juice
The womb beater
clean pussy eater
inserting my john
In that spot hotter
than the hottest block
don't stop
Response I got when
I was knocking it
Clocks steading ticking
kinky finger licking
The cannon seen us
at my temple when she moans
I gotta slow down
before I cum soon
And work that nigga
like a slave owner
When I dropped off my outfit
she knew I wanted to bone her
She foaming at the lips
the ones between the hips
Pubic hair's looking
like some sour cream dip
Without the nacho
my dick hit the spot though
Pussy tighter than conditions
of his black folks
Being a vinyl stretched
the last part of sex
I bust a fat ass nut
then I woke up next
Like what the fuck
is going on here
This bitch evapourated
pussy and all just picked up
and vaccated
And now I'm frustrated
cause my dick was unprotected
And doctor Wesley telling me
I ain't really got that shit
For these games and
stupid tricks
All these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be
getting sick
That's how dicks
be getting drips
Falling victim's to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fucking chickens with no ribs
That's why I aint got no time
Now I don't wanna hit
no women when this chicks
got it coming
Someone better get this bitch
before she gets kicked
in the stomach
And she's pregnant
but she's egging me on
begging me to throw her
Off the steps on this porch
my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to
violence of any sort
But why's she shoving me for
Doesn't she love me no more
Wasn't she hugging me
four minutes ago at the door
Man I'm this close to going
toe to toe with this whore
What would you do
if she was telling you
she wants a divorce
She's having another baby
in a month and it's yours
And you found it isn't cause
this bitch has been visiting
Someone else and sucking
his dick and kissing you
on the lips
When you get back to Michigan
Now the plot has
thickend n worse
Cause you feel like you've
been sticking your fucking
dick in a hurse
So your paranoid at every
little cold that you get
Ever since they sold you
this shit
you've been holding your dick
So you goto the clinic
sweating every minute
your in it
Then the doctor comes out
looking like Dennis
the Menace
And it's obvious to everyone
in the lobby it's aids
He ain't even gotta to call
in you the office to say it
So you jet back home
cause you gone get that ho
And when you see her
you're gonna bend her
fucking neck back yo
Cause you love her
you never would've
expect that blow
Obie told you to scoop
how could she stoop that low
Jesus I don't believe
this bitch works
at the Cleaner's
Bringing me home diseases
swinging from Obie's penis
She's so deceaving
shit this ho's a genious
She gee'd us
That's why I ain't
got no time
For these games and
stupid tricks
All these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be
getting sick
That's how dicks
be getting drips
Falling victim's to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fucking chickens with no ribs
That's why I aint got no time
I'm busy
Yeah fuck these bitches
Fuck em all
Get money
Ha
Shady Records
Woow
Obie Trice
Eminem mother fucker
New millenium shit
Yeah
Turn this shit off
Turn this shit the fuck off

[Girl] Yeaaah, hahahaha...whooooo, shit!
[Em](aight)
[Eminem] Guess what? I ain't coming in yet...
I'll come in a minute
[Eminem] Ayo...This is my love song...it goes like this

[Eminem]
Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark
And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the, sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl
And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf
And my pre-diction is you're gonna probably fall
Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall
And everything's spinning
You're beginin' to think women
are swimming in pink linen again in the sink
Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guiness is finished
You are now allowed to officially slap bitches
You have the right to remain violent and start wilin'
Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyin' you
Get in your car, start it, and start drivin'
Over the island and cause a 42 car pile-up
[Em's spaceman voice]Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot
Look at the life on this planet, sir, no sign of it
All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me out of this place
I'm outta place
I'm in outer space
I've just vanished without a trace
I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow
I'll be back in an hour or so

Chorus

[Eminem]
'Cause every time I go to try to leave
Something keeps pullin' on my sleeve
I don't wanna, but I gotta stay
These drugs really got ahold of me

'Cause every time I try to tell them 'no'
They won't let me ever let them go
I'm a sucka all I gotta say
These drugs really got ahold of me

[Eminem]
In third grade, all I used to do
Was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cube
17 years later I'm as Rude as Jude
Scheming on the first chick with the hugest boobs
I've got no game
And every face looks the same
They've got no name
So I don't need game to play
I just say whatever I want to whoever I want
Whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want
However, I do show some respect to few
As ecstacy got me standing next to you
Getting sentimental as fuck spillin' guts to you
We just met
But I think I'm in love with you
But you're on it too
So you tell me you love me too
Wake up in the morning like 'yo, what the fuck we do?'
I gotta go bitch
You know I have stuff to do
'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with you
But in the long run
These drugs are probably going to catch up sooner or later
But fuck it, I'm on one
So let's enjoy
Let the X destroy your spinal cord
So it's not a straight line no more
'Til we walk around looking like some wind-up dolls
Shit's sticking out of our backs like a dinosaur
Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more
So bye for now
I'm going to try to find some more

Chorus

[Eminem]
That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow
When you swallow it all wollow and drown in your sorrow
And tomorrow you're probably going to want to do it again
What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend? Screw it
And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning?
And what's a little fight?
Tomorrow you'll be boys again
It's your life
Live it however you wanna
Marijuana is everywhere
Where was you brought up?
It don't matter as long as you get where you're going
'Cause none of the shit is going to mean shit where we're going
They tell you to stop, but you just sit there ignoring
Even though you wake up feeling like shit every morning
But you're young
You've got a lot of drugs to do
Girls to screw
Parties to crash
Sucks to be you
If I could take it all back now, I wouldn't
I would have did more shit that people said that I shouldn't
But I'm all grown up now and upgraded and graduated
Did better drugs and updated
But I've still got a lot of growing up to do
I've still got a whole lot of throwing up to spew
But when it's all said and done I'll be 40
Before I know it with a 40 on the porch telling stories
With a bottle of Jack
Two grandkids in my lap
Babysiting for Haley while Haley's out getting smashed

Chorus 2x (Same as previous, but 2nd time
the last line is repeated like this)

Drugs really got ahold of me
They really got ahold of me
'Cause drugs really got ahold of me
They really got ahold of me

[Dr. Dre]
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.,
but I been low key
Hated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese,
no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no boats no snowmobiles,
and no ski's
Mad at me cause I can finally afford
to provide my family wit groceries
Got a crib wit a studio
and it's all full of tracks
to add to the wall full of plaques
Hangin up in the office in
back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let
my dough freeze? Hoe please
You better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to smoke trees?
Who you think brought you the oldies?
Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C's
The Snoop D-O-double-G's
and the group that said
mother-'Fuck Tha Police'
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
to bump when you stroll through in your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doin too good
who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggaz that said that I turned pop,
or The Firm flopped
Y'all are the reason
that Dre ain't been gettin no sleep
so FUCK Y'ALL, all of y'all; if y'
all don't like me, BLOW ME!
Y'all are gonna keep fuckin around wit me
and turn me back to the old me

Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like
they got somethin to say
but nothin comes out when
they move their lips;
just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like
they forgot about Dre

[Eminem]
So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
Or anyone tryin to bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (YUP)
Then just study a tape of N.W.A.!
One day I was walkin by,
wit a Walkman on, when I caught a guy
give me an awkward eye (What you lookin at?)
And strangled him off in the parkin lot,
wit his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryin to park a Dodge
when I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humungous truck
in a two-car garage {*CRUNCH*}
Hoppin out wit two broken legs,
tryin to walk it off
'Fuck you too bitch, call the cops!'
I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin barkin dogs
And when the cops came through
me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't found out (RIGHT HERE)
From here on out it's the Chronic 2
Startin today and tomorrow's the new
And I'm still loco enough
To choke you to death wit a Charleston Chew
{*Eminem's vocal turntable*}
Slim shady - hotter then a set of twin babies
in a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up
when the temp goes up to the mid 80's
Callin men ladies; sorry Doc but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me
It's okay, go with him Hailey (Da-da?)

Chorus

[Dr. Dre]
If it was up to me, you muh'fuckers would stop comin up to me
wit your hands out lookin up to me,
like you want somethin free
When my last CD was out, you wasn't bumpin me
But now that I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb from me
Cause I'm from the streets of (Compton, Compton)
I told em all - all them little gangstas
Who you think helped mold 'em all?
Now you wanna run around talkin
bout guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all?
Cause I stay well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off
What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad
tryin to get this damn label off?
I ain't havin that;
this is the millenium of Aftermath
It ain't gon' be nothin after that
So give me one more platinum plaque
and fuck rap! You can have it back
So where's all the Madd Rappers at?
It's like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage cats,
know that I was strapped wit gats
when you were cuddlin a Cabbage Patch

Chorus

Whoah!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
and like, back and forth because ah
this is.. what you thought it wasn't
It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man he goes by the name of er...

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen,
naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer
You wacker than the motherfucker
you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies
if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open
I'm doin acid, crack, smack,
coke and smokin dope then
My name is Marshall Mathers,
I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall)
I have a disease
and they don't know what to call it
Better hide your wallet
cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash
Bought a ticket to your concert
just to come and whip your ass
Bitch, I'm comin out swingin,
so fast it'll make your eyes spin
You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson
The proof is in the puddin,
just ask the Shawn Holman
I'll slit your motherfuckin
throat worse than Ron Goldman

So when you see me on your block with two glocks
Screamin _Fuck the World_ like Tupac
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!
Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin
tellin your boys that I'm on crack
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!
But see me on the street and duck
Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!

I'm Nicer than Pete,
but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone
I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone
I'm ill enough to just straight up
diss you for no reason
I'm colder than snow season
when it's twenty below freezin
Flavor with no seasonin,
this is the sneak preview
I'll diss your magazine
and still won't get a weak review
I'll make your freak leave you,
smell the Folgers crystals
This is a lyrical combat,
gentlemen hold your pistols
But I form like Voltron
and blast you with my shoulder missiles
Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion
Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic
Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict
Half animal, half man
Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can
With more holes than an Afghan

Somebody let me out this limousine
(hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon,
on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend,
shootin up while this record is spinnin
Clinically brain dead,
I don't need a second opinion
Fuck droppin the jaw,
I'm flippin the sacred treasure
I'll bite your motherfuckin style,
just to make it fresher
I can't take the pressure,
I'm sick of bitches
Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while
I'm washin dishes
In school I never said much,
too busy havin a headrush
Doin too much rush had
my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam,
that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade,
raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke
I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems got me snortin coke
and smokin weed again
I'm goin up over the curb,
drivin on the median
Finally made it home,
but I don't got the key to get in

Hey, fuck that!
Outsidaz..
Pace One..
Young Zee..

[Verse 1]
When I just a little baby boy,
내가 어린 소년이였을 때
my momma used to tell me these crazy things
엄마는 이런 이상한 이야기를 늘 하곤 했지
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man,
내 아빠는 악마같은 인간이라고
she used to tell me he hated me
아빠는 나를 미워한다고 말했지
But then I got a little bit older
그러나 내가 나이를 조금 더 먹자
and I realized, she was the crazy one
엄마가 제정신이 아니라는 걸 알았어
But there was nothin I could do or say to try to change it
그렇지만 엄마를 바꾸기 위해 내가 할 수 있는 건 아무것도 없었지
cause that's just the way she was
왜냐면 엄마는 그렇게 살아왔으니까
They said I can't rap about bein broke no more
사람들은 내가 가난에 대해 말할 수 없다고 말하지
They say I can't rap about coke no more
사람들은 내가 마약에 대해 말할 수 없다고 말하지
(AHHH!) Slut, you think I won't choke no whore
til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?!
(아아) 갈보같은년, 내가 그년 목청에서 더이상 말이 나오지 못하게
목을 조른 적이 없다고 생각하냐?
(AHHH!) These motherfuckers are thinkin I'm playin
(아아) 이 씹쌔들은 내가 장난친다고 생각하지
Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin it
내가 생각하는 것을 말할 뿐이라며 내가 말하는 것 아무것도 아니라고 생각하지
(AHHH!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you
(아아) 손 내려 개같은 년아, 쏘지는 않을 거니까
I'ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it through you
널 이 총알로 끌고와서 네 몸에 총알을 박아주지
(AHHH!) Shut up slut, you're causin too much chaos
(아아) 입닥쳐 갈보년아, 넌 너무 많은 문제를 일으키고 있어
Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma?
대가리를 숙이고 갈보처럼 받아들이라구, 알겠어 엄마?
'Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore,
'지금 그는 엄마를 강간하고 여자에게 해꼬지를 하고
snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?'
마약을 하는데도, 그를 롤링 스톤지 표지 모델로 썼다고?'
You god damn right BITCH, and now it's too late
네말이 맞아, 개같은 년아, 그리고 이젠 너무 늦었어
I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states
내 앨범은 300만장이 팔리고 벌써 2개주에서 사고가 터졌어
I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
난 폭력을 창조했어, 역겹고 지독하고 변덕스런 개같은 년들아
vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! {*chainsaw revs up*}
진통제도 소용없어, 부릉 부릉 부릉!
Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all
텍사스 전기톱으로[고전공포영화] 뇌수를 빼내지
danglin from his neck, while his head barely hangs on
머리는 목에 달랑거리며 간신히 붙어있어
Blood, guts, guns, cuts
피, 내장, 총, 상처
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts
칼, 삶, 아내, 수녀, 창녀

[Chorus]
Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me
개같은 년 넌 죽었어! 나한테 장난치고 싶지 않을걸
Girls leave - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me
여자들은 떠났어 너넨 단지 갈보일뿐이야
Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef
개같은 년 넌 죽었어! 나한테 대들 배짱도 없지
We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash the beef
우리의 싸움은 결코 끝나지 않을거고 내가 끝내지도 않을거야
You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead
날 죽이는 게 나을껄. 난 또 한명의 죽은 래퍼가 될거야
for poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said
왜냐면 말해선 안될 것들이 내 입에서 튀어나오고 있으니까
But when they kill me - I'm bringin the world with me
그렇지만 그들이 나를 죽인다면 - 난 전세계를 함께 가져가버리겠어
Bitches too! You ain't nuttin but a girl to me
개같은 년들도 말이지! 너흰 나한테 여자애일 뿐이야
.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
.. 내가 말했지 나한테 장난치고 싶지 않을 거라고 (왜그런데?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha)
왜냐면 셰디가 개같은 널 죽일 테니까 (아 하하)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
내가 말했지 나한테 장난치고 싶지 않을 거라고 (왜?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you..
왜냐면 셰이디가 개같은 널 죽일 테니까..

[Verse 2]
Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you
in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
개같은 년 넌 죽었어 살인무기처럼 곰팡이, 시트, 베개와 같이
널 옷장에 숨겨서 촬영할거야
Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up!
나한테 덤벼봐, 난 지옥을 지나왔어, 입닥치라구!
I'm tryin to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em
난 이런 악마의 모습을 팔기위해 만들고 있지
I ain't ask to rap, but I rap on acid
난 랩을 하라고 부탁받진 않았지만 신랄하게 랩을 하지
Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added
새 인형[사람닮은 인형, 성인용]을 사서 가짜 거시기를 달았어
WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO!
이런! 그건 무의식적인 암시 아니야? 아니지!
Just criminal intent to sodomize women again
또 여자를 강간하려는 범죄자일뿐이야
Eminem offend? NO! Eminem insult
에미넴이 기분을 상하게 한다고? 아니야! 에미넴이 모욕하는거지
And if you ever give in(it?) to him, you give him an impulse
네가 그를 혼낸다면, 그건 그가 다시 그걸 하고 싶게 만들어
to do it again, THEN, if he does it again
그리고 다시 그런 일을 한다면
you'll probably end up jumpin out of somethin up on the 10th
넌 아마도 10층 어딘가에서 떨어져 죽게 될꺼야
(Ahhhhhhhh!) Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus
(아아아아) 개같은 년, 넌 죽었어 내가 이걸 하진 않았지 코러스도 안해
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
숲에서 그림을 그리지도 않은 너에게 약을 주지도 않을거야
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times
핏자국은 서너번 닦은 나면 오렌지 색이 되지.
in a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman?
욕탕에서 말이야, 그게 정상이라구, 안그래 '정상'아?
Serial killer hidin murder material
in a cereal box on top of your stereo
연쇄살인범은 살인도구를 네 오디오 위 과자 상자안에 숨겨놨어
Here we go again, we're out of our medicine
out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in
이젠 약도 떨어지고 제정신도 아니고 우린 네 속에 들어가고 싶어. 우릴 받아들이라구

[Chorus]
Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me
개같은 년 넌 죽었어! 나한테 장난치고 싶지 않을걸
Girls leave - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me
여자들은 떠났어 너넨 단지 갈보일뿐이야
Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef
개같은 년 넌 죽었어! 나한테 대들 배짱도 없지
We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash the beef
우리의 싸움은 결코 끝나지 않을거고 내가 끝내지도 않을거야
You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead
날 죽이는 게 나을껄. 난 또 한명의 죽은 래퍼가 될거야
for poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said
왜냐면 말해선 안될 것들이 내 입에서 튀어나오고 있으니까
But when they kill me - I'm bringin the world with me
그렇지만 그들이 나를 죽인다면 - 난 전세계를 함께 가져가버리겠어
Bitches too! You ain't nuttin but a girl to me
개같은 년들도 말이지! 너흰 나한테 여자애일 뿐이야
.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
.. 내가 말했지 나한테 장난치고 싶지 않을 거라고 (왜그런데?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha)
왜냐면 셰디가 개같은 널 죽일 테니까 (아 하하)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
내가 말했지 나한테 장난치고 싶지 않을 거라고 (왜?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you..
왜냐면 셰이디가 개같은 널 죽일 테니까..

[Verse 3]
Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
내가 왜 이런 말을 하는지 알아?
Cause lady's screams keep creepin in Shady's dreams
왜냐면 아줌마들이 소리지르는 게 내 꿈에 나타나기 때문이지
And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks
그렇지 않다면 내가 이런 정신과 의사들에게 돈을 주진 않겠지
this eighty G's a week to say the same things TWEECE!
같은 걸 '두번씩' 말하는 데 일주일에 8만달러
TWICE? Whatever, I hate these things
'두번씩'? 어쨌든, 난 이런 게 싫어
Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks
집어쳐! 난 마약이 이런 술보다 더 뛰어났으면 해
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink?
씹쎄들은 내가 그들의 라디오 쇼에 내가 나와서
그들과 말하길 바라지 왜냐면 청취율이 나쁘니까
FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer
집어쳐! 난 뻥장이 라디오 아나운서
from fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her
70000파운드 살찐 년
from principal to the study body and counselor
학교 교장과 교육체제, 카운셀러
from in-school to before school to out of school
학교가기 전부터 학교를 다니면서 학교를 나온 후
I don't even believe in breathin I'm leavin air in your lungs
just to hear you keep screamin for me to seep it
네 허파에 공기를 남겨둬서 나한테 멈춰달라고 소리치는 걸 들을거야
OKAY, I'M READY TO GO PLAY
좋아, 난 이제 공연하러갈거야
I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J.
오제이 심슨에게서 칼도 받았어
I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S THROATS ACHE
난 모든 사람의 목구녕을 아프게 만들거야
You faggots keep eggin me on
til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop?
네들은 내가 칼을 들이댈때까지 까불다가
이젠 멈춰달라고 빌고 있어?
SHUT UP! Give me your hands and feet
입닥쳐! 손하고 발을 내밀어
I said SHUT UP when I'm talkin to you
내가 말할때는 입닥치라고 했지
YOU HEAR ME? ANS WER ME!
내말 알겠어? 대답해!

[Chorus]
Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me
개같은 년 넌 죽었어! 나한테 장난치고 싶지 않을걸
Girls leave - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me
여자들은 떠났어 너넨 단지 갈보일뿐이야
Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef
개같은 년 넌 죽었어! 나한테 대들 배짱도 없지
We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash the beef
우리의 싸움은 결코 끝나지 않을거고 내가 끝내지도 않을거야
You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead
날 죽이는 게 나을껄. 난 또 한명의 죽은 래퍼가 될거야
for poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said
왜냐면 말해선 안될 것들이 내 입에서 튀어나오고 있으니까
But when they kill me - I'm bringin the world with me
그렇지만 그들이 나를 죽인다면 - 난 전세계를 함께 가져가버리겠어
Bitches too! You ain't nuttin but a girl to me
개같은 년들도 말이지! 너흰 나한테 여자애일 뿐이야
.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
.. 내가 말했지 나한테 장난치고 싶지 않을 거라고 (왜그런데?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha)
왜냐면 셰디가 개같은 널 죽일 테니까 (아 하하)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
내가 말했지 나한테 장난치고 싶지 않을 거라고 (왜?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you..
왜냐면 셰이디가 개같은 널 죽일 테니까..

[Outro]
Hahaha, I'm just playin ladies
하하하, 숙녀분들 그냥 장난친거야
You know I love you..
내가 당신 사랑한다는 거 알잖아..

Hello boys and girls
Today we''re gonna talk about father
and daughter relationships
Do you have a daddy? I'll bet you do
who's your daddy?
Daddy, what're you doing?
Haha
Ok then! everybody, listen up!
I'm goin to hell, who's comin' with me?
Somebody,
please help him! i think my dad gone crazy! There's no mountain i can't climb
There's no tower too high,
No plane that i can't learn how to fly
What do i gotta do to get through to you,
destroy you
There ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw to
Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls
I cut 'em off,
i got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
Inside of a hall, with my framed autograph,
Sunglasses with elton john's name,
on my drag wall
I'm out the closet, i been lying my ass off
All this time,
me and dre been fucking with hats off
Suck it marshall
Tell laura and her husband to back off
Before i push this motherfucking button
and blast off
And launch one of these russians,
and that's all
Blow every fucking thing,
except afghanistan on the map, off
We wanna stop, we wanna knock the crap off
Haley, tell 'em baby
My dad's lost it There's really nothin' else to say ha,
i can't explain it
I think my dad gone crazy!
A little help from hailie jade would,
should tell them maybe
I think my dad gone crazy!
Theres nothing you could do to save it,
could ever change me
I think my dad gone crazy!
There's noone on earth that can save me,
not even halie
I think my dad gone crazy! It's like my mother always told me
Rnrnrnrnrnrrrr, n codeine n goddamit,
you little motherfucker
If you aint got nothin'
nice to say then don't say nothin'
Er..
Fuck that shit,
bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick
Chew on a prick, and lick a million
motherfuckin' cocks for second
I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record
I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy
And have pussy-lips glued
to my face with a clit-ring in my nose
Then quit bringin my flos,
quit giving me my ammo
Can't you see why i'm so mean?
if y'all leave me alone,
this wouldn''t be my ammo
I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo
Catch a homo by his toe,
man i don't know no more
Am i the only fuckin one who's normal any more?
Dad.. There's really nothin' else to say ha,
i can't explain it
I think my dad gone crazy!
A little help from hailie jade would,
should tell them maybe
I think my dad gone crazy!
Theres nothing you could do to save it,
could ever change me
I think my dad gone crazy!
There's noone on earth that can save me,
not even halie
I think my dad gone crazy! My songs can make you cry,
take you by surprise
And at the same time,
make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
So what you're seeing is a genius at work
Which to me isn't work,
so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,
Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheek
I'd gank my fuckin teeth before
i'd ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums,
get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once
And die and come back as vanilla ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit,
every time i sung
Like r kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes on
More pain inside o' my brain,
in the eyes of a little girl inside of a plane
Aimed at the world trade,
standin' on ronny's grave,
Screaming at the sky,
the clouds gather as clyde mathers
and bonnie jade
And nash briddy musta just stop it
Parents are pissed, but the kids love it
Nine millimeter, heater's desk,
and two-seaters with meat cleavers
I don't blame you,
i wouldn't let hailie listen to me neither There's really nothin' else to say ha,
i can't explain it
I think my dad gone crazy!
A little help from hailie jade would,
should tell them maybe
I think my dad gone crazy!
Theres nothing you could do to save it,
could ever change me
I think my dad gone crazy!
There's noone on earth that can save me,
not even halie
I think my dad gone crazy! Crazy
You're funny daddy! &nbsp;

[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..

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...

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

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..

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

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]

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

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

[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!'
'얘들아!'

[50 Cent]
(When ya breakin' it down, keep breakin' it down)
This is what it sounds like when I'm breakin' it down
(Yeah I'm breakin' it down)
Man this is what it feels like, when I'm breakin' it down
(When ya breakin' it down, keep breakin' it down)
It's not my fault (c'mon)
It's not fault (I'm hot man!)
It's not my fault (c'mon)
It's not my fault

Till the sun comes up, every night (c'mon)
We party and we party 'til daylight
We be gettin' it in come on we gettin' it in
A lil' Hennessey, a lil' juice and gin
It's not a fantasy, it's not pretend
We gon' do it, we gon' do it, we gon' do it again
Till the sun comes up, every night
We party and we party 'til daylight

I shouldn't have to tell you shorty you should know (yeah)
I'm really been lookin' into yo' freak show (ah ha)
You gimme a little baby and I'ma want mo'
O.D.B. said that I like it raaaw!
Exotic her body been movin' on the flo' (whoo)
Enough to make a nigga lose control (yeah)
I'm down to go wherever you wan' go
Ya got a man now keep it on the low
I do my thing you know I gets my dough
I got a few s*tacks me and you can blow
We get into the hotel after the show
I know how to romance ya, be my private dancer, yeah

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
On ya mark, get set girl, now here we go
Racin' off to see yo' peep show
It turn me on to see you on the flo'
When ya breakin' it down, keep breakin' it down
Ready or not shorty now here I come
Shake that thing girl now back it up
Work it, work it, girl you turn me on (ha ha)
When ya breakin' it down, keep breakin' it down

[50 Cent]
They say I'm not the same it's 'cause I'm filthy mayne
I'm off the chain I don't play no games
I'm hustlin' hard homie I do my thang
You f**k wit' the paper then watch the hammer go bang
Now shorty I like the way she move them hips
I'm tryna get her in my bedroom and shit
We can take a long time or get it done quick
We can camcord the s*hit make a boom-boom flick
It's oh so many places that we can go
I really want you shorty shorty now you should know
Girl ya body's callin' me hear you loud and clear
We ain't got to leave now we can do it right here

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
On ya mark, get set girl, now here we go

Racin' off to see yo' peep show
It turn me on to see you on the flo'
When ya breakin' it down, keep breakin' it down
Ready or not shorty now here I come
Shake that thing girl now back it up
Work it, work it, girl you turn me on (ha ha)
When ya breakin' it down, keep breakin' it down

The way you move (the way you move)
You make me lose (you make me lose)
Of control (of control)
I know you know (I know you know)

You're so seductive, you make me wanna touch it
I ain't got to tell ya, you know I wanna f**k ya
I'm feelin' your style ya better watch me now
My tongue'll be in ya mouth my hands'll be in ya blouse
When you get me aroused you put a spell on me
Man if I can't have ya I'ma go crazy
I want you bad now and if you want me
Girl come to me now, I said come to me now

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
On ya mark, get set girl, now here we go
Racin' off to see yo' peep show
It turn me on to see you on the flo'
When ya breakin' it down, keep breakin' it down
Ready or not shorty now here I come
Shake that thing girl now back it up
Work it, work it, girl you turn me on (ha ha)
When ya breakin' it down, keep breakin' it down

It's not my fault (c'mon)
It's not my fault, I can break it down
It's not my fault (c'mon)
It's not my fault, can ya break it down?
It's not my fault (c'mon)
It's not my fault, I can break it down
It's not my fault (c'mon)
It's not my fault, can ya break it down?
It's not my fault (c'mon)

Jimmy can crack corn, but I don't care
My enemies crack corn, but I don't care
You can be black, white or a albino yeah
You can have corn rows inside your hair
I give a fuck if I don't like your stare
This bottle of wine goes upside your head
A little bit psycho, but I know that
Think you just don't say it, then I won't say it
See if you don't brag, then I don't brag
I know I'm bad, as long as I know I'm bad
I don't need y'all to co-sign no shit
You can just keep makin them tired old threats
A little bit like the boy you cried wolf yeah
See me, but don't dare to try no shit
Cause you know that somewhere inside those layers
A rattlesnake's right there to bite your ass
And I can be so quiet and strike so fast
Like lightning bolts right out the sky go *blah
From outta nowhere, you might find your career
Come to an *err and I'm just like (Oh Yeah)

[Chorus - Eminem]

See us on them award shows, we're like (Oh yeah)
Can we get more of those, they're like (Oh yeah)
See us keep blowin up, we're like (Oh yeah)
See Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care
See me in the videos, I'm like (Oh yeah)
See me right up close, you're like (Oh Em)
And where is D12 at, they like (We over here)
And where the fuck we goin, well like (No where)

[Verse 2 - Eminem]

Jealous little fucks beg for my attention but
I done told you once, I'm not the kind of attention you want
If I tell you twice, then I won't be so nice
If you keep comin back, that only means you know you lost the fight
They wanna talk shit, let em talk shit, cause they talk shit
Knowin deep down, they really just wanna squash it
Cause no one wants to walk around, steppin in dog shit
And get doo-doo on the shoe again, soon as they washed it
But the pride won't let em, inside's like 'go get em'
And I'm just like 'Why your tryna fight momentum'
We just keep winnin, by landslides oh and umm
Shady Limited's in any size yo, Denim
To velour, even our clothing line's on fire
As 50 would say 'Our clothing line's on Fiya'
Meanwhile your minds on us, like mine's on Mariah
And y'all is just like her, you're all fucking liars
But I just keep fucking you, like I fucked her
Right in the ass with KY, yes sir!
So full of joy, boy am I absurd
Even Chingy would tell you
'Yea boi don't curr'

[Chorus - Eminem]

See us on them award shows, we're like (Oh yeah)
Can we get more of those, they're like (Oh yeah)
See us keep blowin up, we're like (Oh yeah)
See Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care
See me in the videos, I'm like (Oh yeah)
See me right up close, you're like (Oh Em)
And where is G-Unit at, they like (We over here)
And where the fuck we goin, well like (No where)

[Verse 3 - 50 Cent]

Ya homie got clapped on, man I don't care
The cops in my Nana crib, but I'm not there
It is what it is dogg, man life's not fair
Ya friend shoulda know not to front round here
Listen kid, where I'm from, the wolves smell fear
They'll strip yo ass of your jewels, right here
Man I'ma say this one time, now get this clear
Man you can catch a hot one like outta no where
A beautiful day, without drama is rare
Ya girl's a freak, man sometime we share
Yeah, I wear a condom and you go bare
You prolly heard about me, I'm a shown up playa
In the hood politicin, like I'm runnin for mayor
ridin, windin, dining and shining, know what I'm sayin
I ain't got time for fuckin around, and horseplayin
I'm makin hits, my homies takin hits, who's stayin

[Chorus - Eminem]

See us on them award shows, we're like (Oh yeah)
Can we get more of those, they're like (Oh yeah)
See us keep blowin up, we're like (Oh yeah)
See Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care
See me in the videos, I'm like (Oh yeah)
See me right up close, you're like (Oh Em)
And where is D12 at, they like (We over here)
And where the fuck we goin, well like (No where)

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!

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 -

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 -

[Intro (background WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)]
Yeah nigga! It's D12 up in this motherfucker!
You know how we get nigga we wild in the club
Motherfuckers, everybody get crunk in Detroit too nigga!
So wile the fuck out!

[Hook]
Pour your 40 out. (Guzzle It) (8x)
Bitch!!!

[Verse 1: Bizzare]
We fucked up,
Let us in the club.
One of y'all niggas gon' catch a slug, (Yeah)
I'm so drunk I could hurl for a month.
Any nigga pop shit, go to the trunk.
D12 start shit, nigga come get us,
7 Mile Runyan, wild niggas wit us,
Cause all my niggas is talkin' that shit.
Ain't got no problem, with smackin no bitch.
I'll have my wife, cut your throat.
Blunts, gans, that's all we smoke
Wild the fuck out, stab you with a knife,
It's D12 nigga, we ready to fuckin' fight.

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Eminem]
Who tryin' to be the first one to catch this blade in the throat!
You know the po-po don't let me hold them toasters no mo'
I just cut three people, you gon' be number four
If you don't back the fuck up, and get the fuck up off the flo'.
My crew is takin over as soon as we hit the do'
You hit the door n we comin' in and you goin' home.
Security that can't even stop us because they know,
Runyan Avenue soldiers hold it down wherever we go.
Chuggin' on our 40's and holdin' up .44's.
We come with toasters like we just opened saving's and loans.
And we don't need your brew tonight homie we brought our own.
So grab whatever you sippin' on and let's get it on!!!!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kuniva]
We deep as a motherfuck, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped
I settle my vendettas with AK's, Berettas
We don't supposed to be in here with our weapons but still they let us.
Switchblade, brass knuckles, nickel plated belt buckle.
Broken beer bottles, when we walk in you can smell trouble.
Elbows flying, niggas crying, niggas bleeding, you retreating.
Run into your car and skatin off, We G'ing
We make example out of you haters runnin' your mouth.
You the reason why your peoples is pourin' they 40z out.
Dirty Dozen whiling, beat niggas bloodied.
And you gon' have to pour out a keg for all your homies.

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Proof]
I was raised by drunks, so I became a drunk.
80 Proof for this rocker, that's the name I want.
I'm in the club to beef, you gotta murder me then
Only talk to a bitch with burgundy hair.
Or the aisle in the back, bump a seven deuce.
See that top on that 40, you know it's comin' loose.
See me on the Av. daily, we runnin' this shit.
If your chick get loud, I g-money that bitch.
Packin mags and clips, I'll smash your clique.
Because of Proof they put the G in the alphabet.
Smoking weed, drinking henny, remy, in that jimmy
Don't worry if we run out the corner store got plenty.

[Hook]

(Eminem)
Good mornin
Haha, wake your mother fuckin asses up
You with us or what?
Well come on then, you know what time it is
Stop sleepin on my roof bitch!

For whatever it's worth it's worth me havin my ass whipped
Cause I'ma have the last lift that ever gets ass squished
I just can't get past these little pissants
That wanna be rauny bad asses so bad
And they so mad they can't stand it
Cause we can and they can't spit (Haawk)
And they can't handle it like a man
And that's when it just happens
And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't crap is it?
Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shit
Maybe I'm old fashioned but my pashion
Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a slappin
Believe me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm pissed now
But it all depends on just how far it get's took on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna like it
Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me
You poke a stick at a pit bull you get bit B
These words stick to you like crazy glue
When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I'm gone
Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!)
I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me?

(Chorus: Eminem)
Come on an everybody come on an
Kick your shoes off mother fuckers come on an
Cause we get it on an till the break of dawn an
Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have sing along with the words to the song an
If you don't know the words an you can't sing along an
Fake like you know 'em motherfuckin join in
Everybody come on an

(Swifty)
Its in the media pitted me of a beef starter
In a party with heat it's hard to keep me without one
Fuck slugs I'm walkin gloves with a shotgun
Constantly popin slugs they hot son, better not run
The bosses of all bosses a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious
In a house full of dog shit,
I'ma gothic death project, you stop breathin
You die quicker than mach speed without bleedin
It ain't about what you readin
When you meet me better speak like a season's greetins
Either that or we'll be beefin free when
You niggaz need a 'E' just to speak shit!
Your leader is a botique bitch
Keep the heater where you can reach quick
I snipe you with it and we won't even keep it a secret
Nigga I did it from a mind of a mental patient
When glocks wave you can save that conversation for satan
You brave?

(Chorus: Eminem)
Come on an everybody come on an
Kick your shoes off motherfuckers come on an
Cause we get it on an till the break of dawn an
Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have sing along with the words to the song an
If you don't know the words an you can't sing along an
Fake like you know 'em motherfuckin join in
Everybody come on an

(Kuniva)
Yo yo I heard you niggas don't like us
But so what this beef is like
'What the fuck did he say in his rap Em?'
I can see that he's just a punk
I mean these niggaz squeeze on me
Please I'm seeing guts
I don't need no enemies, as my family a couple trucks
Am I empty seein them white I emtpy out them white to fight you
In front of every reporter that I don't like
No need for metaphores I get yours across when I write
So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, and I don't like you, WHAT!"
I might as well give this up like heavy sales
And just fuck an leave D12 and this blunt
We can't self destruct
I've never felt it this much
Come on fellas, get up
We got to fight like Bugs last night of his life

(Kon Artis)
I walk with a limp, pistol hangin off-a the hip
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a fith
Your carcus is split even the beef is partially thick
We can't take you serious, you a comedy skit
You probaly wish that you could be out shootin them G's
But the only thing you shoot is the breeze
I can't believe you speaking on movin key's
But every time we hear you kick it
The only thing you sellin is wolf tickets
I look wicked cause niggas will test your nut sack
So when they bust you better bust back
And get your guts clapped outa your stomach
And when they want it (yeah)
I bring a hundred niggas from runave
So get your gun and if you comin

(Chorus: Eminem)
Come on an everybody come on an
Kick your shoes off motherfuckers come on an
Cause we get it on an till the break of dawn an
Wake your ass up mother fuckers quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have sing along with the words to the song an
If you don't know the words an you can't sing along an
Fake like you know 'em motherfuckin join in
Everybody come on an

[Bizarre]
We got something for the bitches!!!

[Intro - Eminem]
Aha, these bitches always be all... giggling and shit (come on BITCH)
But they get mad when their favorite song don't come on in the club (get em')
Catch an attitude and shit (come on BITCH, come on BITCH)
So we got one for them, it goes like this (BITCH, BITCH, BITCH, BITCH)

[Eminem]
We wrote a song for the hoes, you like to hear it, here it goes
A little something you probably won't hear on your radios
So when it comes on in the club it's one that everyone knows
And if I'm talking too fast it just means you're listening too slow
And if you listen a little faster maybe you'll catch up, BITCH
Ju jah jah jah dah du ju jah, you just made me mess up, BITCH
Blibiri babiler blabber, it don't matter, I'm just blabbering
Like you understand what I'm saying anyway
I'm just traveling in one ear and I'm out the other
You're so fucking drunk all you hear is the beat and the beat
I could be saying anything, just get ya ass on the floor
Wear the same pants that you wore from the day before
Baby and shake that ass like a whore

[Hook: Eminem (Kon Artis)]
Yeah, I'm talkin to you, BITCH! (Get up and dance, BITCH!)
Wiggle that ass, BITCH! (Yeah that's it, bitch
Yeah, I called you a BITCH, BITCH!)
What you going to do about it, BITCH?
Sit there and cry like a little BITCH? BITCH!
(Get up and dance BITCH) Wiggle that ass BITCH
(You little trash, BITCH! Yeah, that's it
Yeah, I called you a trash, BITCH!) Not trailer trash, SWITCH!
Take the person you with and exchange partner, BITCH!

[Swifty]
Tell me that it ain't no hanging, and fuck calling home
Until you look at me, before you answer the phone
When I flee, your ass can get naked and be as free
As you wanna be freak, but I'm taking the key with me
You ain't gonna get shit, so don't even ask
Disrespect my wishes (BITCH!) I'll beat your ass!
Watch me coming home full, eating half of your doggy bag
And I leave laughing, while you calling me on the rag
I'm the type that might cut off the lights when I hit
And before she cut them on, Kuniva already (SWITCHED!)
Your ass ain't even riding with Swift unless you're hoeing
When I'm done, I'll throw you out and ask you where you going

[Bizarre]
Ho ain't the only thing you call a girl
Slut, Tramp (oh, how you doing, Cheryl?)
Ever since I was eight, I been starting to hate
I said fuck the Hoes, and started eating cheese cake
Scrambled eggs and steak, strawberries and grapes
Damn, that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy!)
Okay, back to the bitches, wash the dishes after that
Give me stitches, a fucking half Indian chick, sucked my dick
This time tomorrow, I won't remember shit
Got respect for a player, got on snoop gators
And they ain't now and laters, bitch

[Hook]

[Kon Artis] Hey, baby, what's up with you?
[Dina Rae] Hey!
[Kuniva] Ayo, your man here with you?
[Dina Rae] Nope
[Kuniva] Nah, you single, I can tell
[Kon Artis] You came with them hoes, didn't you?
[Dina Rae] Huh?
[Kuniva] No, he meant friends girl, excuse him, it's the liquor
[Dina Rae] Hahahaha
[Kon Artis] Ayo, let's get this party cracking! These bitches ain't got bitches!
[Kuniva] Damn, now you know he didn't mean that
[Dina Rae] Come on, you seen that
[Kon Artis] She all whining and shit, get this bitch a Kleenex
[Dina Rae] What did he say?
[Kuniva] Nothing, he said you seem stressed
[Kon Artis] Naw, you gots a big butt
[Dina Rae] Huh?
[Kuniva] And you wearing your nice dress
[Dina Rae] Cause I was gonna say
[Kon Artis] Oh, you wasn't gonna say shit
[Dina Rae] Excuse me?
[Kuniva] He said Michael Jackson just got another face lift!
[Dina Rae] Oh!
[Kon Artis] Dumb ho
[Dina Rae] Nigga!
[Kuniva] No, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight
[Kon Artis] Bitch, what up though? Just fuck for a buck, do something strange for change
Or make me holla for a dolla, just hop in the range
[Kuniva] (Shh, shit, shut up nigga, no, shut up)
[Dina Rae] Man, fuck both of y'all niggas
[Kuniva] See I was trying to be polite, stank ass trick
[Kon Artis] Oh, somebody is jacking off tonight

[Proof]
Oh you a BITCH but dont choke, I say the same to my momma
I got Christina, Britney with me, shit, we banging Madonna
Watch her strip you on that 10 bitch ain't got change for a dollar
Blow your tongue and give this one the mouth you came with a condom
Quick cum is the motto, so just swallow and breathe
Swallow and breathe, now swallow these seeds
I know you moca lotti mommies won't get down on your knees
You want some money honey damn you must be outta your weave
Hit the telly fuck her belly you ain't gotta go weak
Plus you wanna be a model you need a lot of more sleep
I'm a pimp bitch don't be shy, show me them big tits
Your lipstick, I want it smeared all on my limp dick
For instance, busting nuts is only my interest
So princess, don't get your feelings hurt cause men just
Party and bullshit till she gargle and swallow the dick
I'm taking the train to spain, don't bother calling me, bitch

[Hook]

[Outro - Kon Artis And Eminem]
Yeah, you heard me bitch., did I stu-stu-stutter stupid
You ain't listein to the words of this song anyway
All you do is listen to the beats with your dumbass, BITCH
Dancing, tryin to get a nigga money in the club, with your stupid manipular self
We was talkin bout you dough dough, you, you dumb bitch, YOU!
The one that want a drink and dont want to pay for it
Spend all your money you make all week on that dress
And I spill a drink on it, actin like I'm drunk when I'm not
I'm JUST TRYING TO FUCK, I'm JUS TRYING TO FUCK BITCH!
HAHAHAHA, whoo!, D-Twizzy, yeah!, BITCH, BITCH, BITCH

[bizarre]man did you see that hoe with them big tities?
[kuniva]yo nigga what's goin on fool?
[bizarre]whatup my nigga?
[kuniva]nuttin man, yo, this is my girl right here sind right here
[kuniva]sind this is bizarre I was tellin you about
[kuniva]that's my nigga
[kuniva]yo look I'm bout to run in the store and get some forties and a coupla blunts
[kuniva]man you why don't you go to the store with me
[bizarre]all right
[kuniva]all right bet, I'll be back in a little bit nigga
[bizarre]aight my nigga

(music start playin in the background "bizarre's gonna rape ya")

[sind]so how long you been on eminem
[bizarre]eminem? shit I don't know eminem, I'm just in town for this little jazz festival and shit
[bizarre]you know, something on the side
[bizarre]yo can I get you some sparkling water and shit? you want some water?
[sind]no, no, no thanks


[bizarre]how about some pig feet
[sind]naw, I'm straight, I'm ready to smoke
[sind]damn, what's takin the kuniva so long?

*bizarre farts*

[sind]no the f**k you didn't!
[bizarre]girl chill out that shit came from my soul
[bizarre]f**k that shit you better out dead youknowwhatimsayin
[bizarre]and I want you to give me a little kiss though

*bizarre farts again*

[sind]a kiss? kiss you where?
[bizarre]all right I'm a tell you, I'm a tell you, i'ma tell you in your ear

(music stops)

[bizarre]on my booty

[Bugz]
Fuck that!
Who run shit, watch these drums hit
You dove head first into some old dumb shit
Here's a can of ass whip, for you to come get
Your clique made their trip, I made them hoes submit
Ask your girl, she knows the scoop don't fuck with Bugz bitch
I'll chop off her titti, have you sucking one tit
Them pink belly *****s is who you run with
Making half ass songs, shitty snares and one kick
I hate your damn sound, don't like it one bit
You can make a double album, won't have one hit
Your entire outfit is on some bullshit
And there's not a damn one that I can't out wit
I admit, that my style is unfit
For mamma's baby boy because I'm on some dumb shit

Like I commit arsony, get harm quick
You pull the alarm switch, I'll stab you in your armpit
Now who the nitwit wanna come get with
This egotistic, hip-hop fundal mentalisitic
Don't risk it, you'll get your shit split
Now keep your distance, and keep existence
I'm the persistent when it comes to bench shit
I smoked a blunt with my judge before my sentence
I'm relentless to deny you're senseless
Yo bitch, pay my bill that's where the hell your rent went
Fuck that!

Yo, testing.
This thing back on again.
Alright, perfect, God damn good.
Yo, this is Rondell Beene,
I'm back on the motherfuckin' scene,
and I'm upset as a motherfucker.
I mean first I didn't get paid for the D12 shit.
You heard me rippin' on there, they just edited my verse out.
Then I was on Obie's shit, I was in Obie's video,
and that Obie go ahead and I didn't get paid for that shit.
And now they got this bald head weed smokin' mother fucker,
and his name is. . .

[Young Zee]
Young Zee, keep movin' for the macs. Be cubin'.
Hmm? I'll make you sing like big Ruben.
Man, in the hood, I'm the American Idol.
First I fight you, and then run up on your stairs with a rifle.
Bang. Tech claims make you wipe out like X-Games
Next sprain's in your motherfuckin' leg bang?
Tryin' to shoot me like they tryin' to shoot 50.
Either you gon' die or need a new kidney.
Till I drop, I'm a sell to your friends.
Till I get some of that tin, in the federal pin.
I spit better than them.
niggas wanna fight me, better go get in the gym
or the metal'll spin. Since smokes' in 'Nam,
doin' drugs than Eminem moms.
Ten times, Dirty Dozen. All x times.
Bash your ride, crash when you drive,
flip your dumbass out the passenger side.
Uhh
(Car crash)

[Intro]
Welcome to D12 World!
Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls
Welcome to D12 World!
Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world
(Distorted) The world wants me to cope
I don't smoke crack, I don't smoke crack, I don't

[Bizarre]
Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac milli quick
When D12 rock this summer it's over with
All these bitches and all these hoes
What the fuck you looking at me for? (You, NIGGA!)
Oh yeah, you like my chain, want to get your skinny ass up in the Range
I like my bitches raspy and nasty
I like a fat and nasty bitch named Ashley

[Swift]
I slide you dope without no procrastination
And you can watch me fuck up your imagination
I'm always getting drunk, and I fiend to smack hoes
I mean it, I leave them screamin' like pteorodactyls
This is our world...

[Kuniva]
We'd love to smack you
Hot lead flying with debris and schrapnel
Rippin' you to shreads, fuckin' up your tatoo
Break into your crib, take your records and plaques too

[Kon Artis]
D12 is, that's who!
Got you limpin'
Still poppin' somethin' purple with a bottle of gin bitch!
I fuck up your kinship, I lie in this shit
Peep, I stole your mom's jeep and crashed into my street

[Proof]
Crazy, deranged, of course we Shady's gang
Of course we wear clothes with holes and blood stains
No doubt, we shoot badges, born with ski masks
Chew on shrooms, drink booze, and pee acid

[Chorus]
Welcome to D12 World!
Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls
Welcome to D12 World!
Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world
Welcome to D12 World!
(Kon Artis Singing)
Welcome to D12 World!
Aaaaahhhhh!!!

[Kuniva]
Aiyyo
Niggas be talkin' shit, but they layin' slugs now
I graduated from techs, I grip a pump now
I used to be nice, but nice don't cut it
Now I open they wig, if they don't uppen my budget

[Bizarre]
Them D12 niggas, they be quick to blast
I take my shower cap off, and whup your ass
Steppin' to us, you can't be the smartest
Cause you'll get dropped like an Aftermath artist

[Swift]
They catch me mingling by a bitch with class
When she turn I'll be sprinkling some shit in her glass
What part of this you can't understand?
I'll humiliate a man, worse then making a band
(Kuniva - Don't be mistakin' that man)
(Kon Artis - He'll invite you over.)
Real fast, and pass your ass a glass of ebola

[Kon Artis]
I've been doing this for a minute
And I'm starting to see my little brother (? brother's name caan?)
Look more like a star then me
That's why I just started workin' out
Man, this shit ain't workin' out

[Chorus]
Welcome to D12 World!
Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls
Welcome to D12 World!
Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world
Welcome to D12 World!
(Kon Artis Singing)
Welcome to D12 World!

[Kuniva]
That shit was off the hook.
That shit was hype ass hell
[Bizarre]
I'm bout to get on that bus dog, bout to get some food.
You wanna go to Em room and holla at him real quick.
[Kuniva]
Hell yea man let go ahead
[Bizarre]
He says he supposed to give some more air time and shit..
[Kuniva]
I hope so, cause them 2 minutes ain't workin.
[Bizarre]
Wassup dawg?
[Security Guard]
Big Proof baby, sup Swifty.
[Bizarre]
Proof? I'm Bizarre.
[Kuniva]
Aye nigga, I'm not Swift, I'm Kuniva dawg.
[Security]
Was goin' on?
[Bizarre]
I need to holla at my man about some studio time
[Security Guard]
Well he in there trying to unwind right now.
[Kuniva]
Aiyo, why you gotta put your hands on me.
What you say?
[Bizarre]
Tryin' to unwinded?
[Security Guard]
Yea you know, relax...you know what I'm saying.
[Kuniva]

Nigga we trying to get some food and shit.
[Bizarre]
There some steak up in there dawg.
[Security Guard]
D12 dressing room right around the corner right there by the bathroom?
Round that way.
[Kuniva]
Nigga we know
[Bizarre]
You tryin' to be funny dawg?
We a group we all together dawg.
Why don't you go holla at him
And tell we out here and then see..
Tell him Bizarre from D12 is out here..
And Kuniva please.
Thank you very much. you thick as muthafucka
[Security]
Yo Em!
[Em]
What dude?!
[Security]
I got bizarre and..wats your name again 'cause.
[Kuniva]
Man fuck you!
Aye man come to fucking door man, why you got this nigga blockin' the
Wind and shit.
Ay Em was sup dawg?!!
[Em]
Dude tell'em I'm getting a massage dude.

(Eminem)
I'm gonna get my gun!

(Interlude)
Eminem: This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
Kon Artist: Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?
Eminem: I got something for his ass.
Kon Artist: Calm Down
Eminem: No YOU Calm Down!
Kon Artist: Man. . what's you're problem?
Eminem: Fuck that! The motherfucker want's to pop shit to me!?
Kon Artist: Man, he wasn't poppin' shit.
Eminem: You heard him he was poppin' them shit
Kon Artist: What shit?
Eminem: That shit! You heard him!
Kon Artist: He asked for your autograph!

(Swifty McVay)
A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get
My shit be shooting threw bricks
I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a nigga
Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta
I'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare
A nigga that can never ever be scared of the feds
And the niggas that'll fuck with you
Stab and brass knuckle you
Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do
Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft
Get you're balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa' raw dawg?
Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i'm angry
You'll never catch me hanging in a lops car
All I have is thought of, breathing evil
Desert Eagle's will eat threw people
When I see you i'mma heat you're beef slow
Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .

(Chours)
(Eminem)
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
This motherfucker's poppin' that shit
Nah fuck that i'll be right back
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
Nah motherfucker fuck you
You ain't disrespecting me like that
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip
Bitch how you like that?
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped
Nice one, bitch this is my gat
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

(Kuniva)
I bring it to niggas looking as if they want trouble
I send they body flippin' around like a stunt double
Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin'
I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin'
Squat under trucks and screaming "that niggas bluffin'"
I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him"
I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico
My nigga Big I and Mal' lettin' the heat blow
Heat sleep hoes got in you're neepo
'Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws
You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try
Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders
You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders
A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor
I'm doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap bitch
My car is right across the street bitch and . . (I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)

(Proof)
My whole outfit count clips
Get you're house lit the fuck up
You're spouse shit, and you're mouse clip
Betta' watch miscountliss, slugs imma send
Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you're skin
I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz i'mma see him
When I cock back might put the door on you're friends
Make a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chin
Ain't going no were like the drugs outta Kim
I'm a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb
Get a eye full of lid when I slight you're lights out
With a street cleaner, whipe you're life out
Bullets know at you're ears, like a Tyson fight bout
Fuck the night clout, guns, clips...(I'M GONNA GET MY...)
Fuck that run bitch!
Hit the streets talks, chumps don't know me
?Aint no probably be home lonley?

(Chours fades to background music)
(Eminem)
Dumbass motherfuckers allways gotta come to me with some dumb shit!
. . .Fucking. . . I don't told this motherfucker. .
Wassup bitch!? Autograph this!. . .oh shit
(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)

I'm trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...FUCK!
My shit is all jammed up!...UGH!
C'mon you cock-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-fucking piece of shit, shoot...AH!
Yeah!, wattup bitch!? say that shit again!
Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted back in his shin
Went threw his bitch on his way back, hit his friend
Payback homie, don't play that shit is spin
To be on I told you to leave this shit alone
Or...(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN)
And it's a shame i'm to drunk to even aim
Denaun stept in the way and I shot him in his leg
Its like . . .

(Kon Artist)
It;s like Bang, Bang, Bang, nigga, Pow, Pow, Pow
Everybody busting rounds like they "Ra',Ra',Ra'"
But when you seee me in the street I be like wassup now?
They bodyguard be stepping in trying to calm shit down (Chill out man)
Fuck that I got a bone to pick
You said it then have settle like some grown man shit
Then me and you could talk about our problems couldn't we?
Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously
I guess not, you wanna' resort to the heater
So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina
Step in between us and get shot
?But get seperated with the squeaza?
You aint ready for war, Runyan ain't nothing to play with!

(Chours)

(Bizarre)
Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghetti
Its been one hour and bitch my photo's aint ready
Picture's of my dog and my family reunion
It's been two hours and my fucking days ruined
Hey "Kate" do you wanna get raped?
Have my pictures on fucking Philips 38
That's why I don't be fucking battle rapping
'Cuz everytime I loose, this is what the fuck happens (Gun shots)
Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed
This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him
I'm ready to blow this bitches brains out
I'm nervous, I farted, some shit came out
Times up, shot her with a gun
Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run
And all this crazy shit I, regret it. . .
All because I wanted to see Elton John naked

(Eminem)
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5 ,4, 3, 2, 1
Ready or not here we come, here comes trouble in the club
11,12,13, pistols big as M 16's
How the fuck we sneak in with this many heaters in our jeans
Nina, 2 nina's, a peace and they dont even see us
Some shit pops off we squeeze each one they gon' think its machine guns
Vanos vo vano, bananas in our flannels
Hands around our colt handles, hold them like roman candles
Vannas vo vannas, banana fanna fo fannas
Who come back all bananas, banna clips loaded
Managers, bouncers and the club owners, the motherfuckers dont want us
To come up and rush in the club and run up in it with a bunch of
motherfuckers from Runyan, steady poppin them onions,
Ready set to go nut up, prepare to tear the whole club up
Fixin to get into some shit just itchin to choke someone up
You know we finna loc'n when we mixin coke with coke and nut rum up
Yeah Yeah oh, what up, see my people throw shit up
See you talk that hoe shit now when you down you dont get up
And can't sit up your so slit up, the ambulance wont sew you up
They just throw you up in the trunk once they tag your big toe up
Heater no heater, automatic no matic
Mac or no mac it dont matter if I have or dont have it
You never know what im packin' so you just dont want no static
And open up a whole can of whoop ass you dont wanna chance to
risk it no biscuit, mili mac a mac milli
Really homie dont be silly, homie you dont know me really
You're just gonna make yourself dizzy wonderin what the dealy
Fuck it lets just get busy D Twizzys back up in the hizzy!

(Eminem - Chorus)
Git Up Now!
Lets get it crackin, Git, Its on and poppin
Its D12 is back up in this bitch, uh, there aint no stoppin
We're gonna get it crackalatin
What you waitin for the waiters orders
Say no more fo tryin to play the wall and quit hatin
Git Up Now!
Notice you're sittin, what the fuck is you deaf
You motherfuckers dont listen, I said,
We bout to get this motherfucker crackalatin'
Quit, procrastinatin'
What the fuck you waitin for get off the wall and quit hatin
'n Git Up Now!

(Swift)
I keep a shit load of bullets a pitpull to pull it out (?)
and automatically explode on motherfuckers until they mouth be closed permanently
you get burned until i quickly you can not hit me niggaz to terrified to come get me,
tempt me if you think Swifty won't send a slug, people run,
when the reaper comes, the repercussions' gon' leak your blood,
Inglewood, steppin' without a weapon, you leave, you gone,
I'm still runnin' with stolen toasters while on parole,
snatch you out our home, like eviction notices hoe,
when I unload, I'm known to never leave witnesses to roam,
when I'm blowed, I'll write the wicked in scroll,
at the toll, when I'm sober I'm prone to roll up and disconnect your soul, *****.

(Kuniva)
Now it's proven it's about to be a misunderstanding
in furniture moving, bullets flying, lawyers & mothers suing
cause niggas don't know the difference, you bitches just stick to fiction
it's sickening, you can't even walk in my jurisdiction rippin' it,
grippin' the pump and who wanna fuck with a walking psychopathic
pyromaniac shady cats with 80 gats
and maybe thats the reason that you gon' get it the worst a
and since you jumpin' in front of everybody you gon' get it first
I dispurse the crowd with something vigor and versatile
so go on and record you verses now while you got a mouth,
and it's not a joke, it's some kind of riddle,
Kunizzle will lift up a 12 gizzle and throw a party from my equittle,
and a glock that ? stop you from waking,
bullets'll hit your liver, I'll even shoot native americans,
a ? nigga, we back in you life and back in your wife,
hit you in the back with a knife and get it crackin' tonight.

(Chorus)

(Bizarre)
Ha-ha-ha-ha... yeah!
D12... We back! Ha-ha!
(Git Up Now!)
Ha-ha-ha-ha... Runyan Ave. soldiers!
Amityville.
Who the fuck want it with us?
Nobody... ha-ha-ha-ha!

[Intro]
Dawg....I shouldn’t have left, They wouldn’t have tried this shit if I was wit ya
Maybe we would have picked another time
Or chose anotha way
Or maybe my prayers would have convinced him to choose another soul
Shit, its just me and my mentoni now
Man you look so peaceful now...how can I argue wit that
They say...

[Chorus]
They say the good die young,
Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young)
Cos time won’t wait for noone (uh huh)
When god calls, you gotta go home (go home)

They say the good die young, (die young)
Thats why I know that we go’ have fun,
In this life cos you only get one
When god comes for me, don’t cry till Im home (??)

[Kon Artis]
Its true that everybody heard, there mama say every days like this
When you see, one of your friends die in the mist
In the struggle, went through circumstances
Arrested every day just to prove a point to a friend
Even then, accidents are prone to happen to any man
A woman is dumb enough to pretend
That her, god won’t hold them accountable for sins
If they commit, they try to repent to ??
But I guess (thats just the way things go)
I was blessed to see 24 (24)
To wake up to that how my name is video
Motivated me to write what i wrote
And I knew my little brother sold dope
An mom and daddy want to move our road
I did it, I still got a lot to prove and show
I just which we aint have to lose Bugz to the struggle
Cos you know...

[Chorus]
They say the good die young,
Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young)
Cos time won’t wait for noone (uh huh)
When god calls, you gotta go home (go home)

They say the good die young, (die young)
Thats why I know that we go’ have fun,
In this life cos you only get one
When god comes for me, don’t cry till Im home (??)

[Bizzare]
I know you used to Bizzare on some silly shit
But Niggas in my cliq, is dying quick
In detroit, niggas don’t party
They pull a .44 out, snatch off bacardis
Thats why I keep the pistol under the trunk
Im 27 years old, too old to be gettin jumped
And fuck rap, I miss Karnail Pitts, b-u-g-z
Tattoed on my wrist
Me and you in the jeep, listen to ?? beats
Its a shame me and Fuzz don’t even speak
I got married, my wife name is D
Peace to 31 and 51-50, miss you

[Kuniva]
I came back on that tragic, my phone rung
And Bizarres voice tellin me, Bugz was gone home
It was like a knife piercing my chest and I couldn’t breath
I didn’t wanna accept it, didn’t wanna believe it
I swear with this weight dawg, I cried so hard
Literally, Denaun had to carry me to the car
While I stand in this booth now its tearin me apart
But I had to let it out cos it was tearin at my heart
Cos he died over somethin so petty and so small
A human life is so very precious I hope ya’ll

Understand how I’m feelin cos I love you bugz
I wanna rhyme wit you, laugh wit you, hug you bugz
But I can’t and you was so close to seein dreams
A coward came along and took you away from the team
So don’t mistake this track, its just another song
This goes out to everyone who lost a loved one
Cos you know

[Chorus]
They say the good die young,
Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young)
Cos time won’t wait for noone (uh huh)
When god calls, you gotta go home (go home)

They say the good die young, (die young)
Thats why I know that we go’ have fun,
In this life cos you only get one
When god comes for me, don’t cry till Im home (??)

[Proof]
They say its never too late, to have an early childhood
If I could, turn back the hands of time, God should
Forgive what i did as a kid to run blocks
Now my dreams are just dream cops and gun shots
The fun stops when your homies up in a box
My dudey bole, rest his soul, snuffed by the cops
I use to ?? a lot, if theres a guy by me say somethin
If you love her so much why didn’t u gave nothin
When he took my homie, snuck was only in 11th grade
Now I hope to see your face at the heaven gates
It aint never late in the game, this hatin remains
With a grudge to see slugs straight through my frame
My heart aches with the pain, the life in his breath
We gotta have fun now, theres only minutes left
In the depth, distress young as a ??? did
To ??

[Chorus]
They say the good die young,
Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young)
Cos time won’t wait for noone (uh huh)
When god calls, you gotta go home (go home)

They say the good die young, (die young)
Thats why I know that we go’ have fun,
In this life cos you only get one
When god comes for me, don’t cry till Im home (??)

[Swifty]
When I was younger I knew four brothers that wasn’t wise
That crash and the driver died,
My partner on the passenger side was paralysed
And Im surprised by the look of that ride that the other peeps survived
Nine months later another one died
Somebody shot him in the side when he was startin up his ride
3 years go by, I made a hell of a run
And thats when funky got done, a joey playin wit guns
And ??, karty was my man
And reggy, I wish that I was wit you in that van
And Bugz if it wasn’t for you
You know I wouldn’t be standin in this booth,
Thats the truth, I miss ya’ll...

[Chorus x2]
They say the good die young,
Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young)
Cos time won’t wait for noone (uh huh)
When god calls, you gotta go home (go home)

They say the good die young, (die young)
Thats why I know that we go’ have fun,
In this life cos you only get one
When god comes for me, don’t cry till Im home (??)

So i changed huh? You got a phone, pick it up, call me!

How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin′ now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can′t be true
We family aint a damn thing changed, unless it′s you!

we were so young, so full of life and vivrance side by side wherever you was ridin i went
So close, almost on some Bonnie and Clyde shit
When ronnie died you was right by my side with a sholder to cry on
A tissue to wipe my eyes, and a bucket to catch every tear i cried inside it
You even had the same type of childhood i did
Sometimes i just wanna know why is it that you surcame to yours
And mine i survived it, you ran the streets, i 9 to 5′d it
We grew up, grew apart, as time went by us, then i blew up
To both yours and mine surprises
Now i feel the vibe i just cant describe it
As much as your pride tries to hide it
Your cold, you touch its just like ice
In your eyes is the look of resentment
I can sense it, and i dont like it

How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin′ now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can′t be true
We family aint a damn thing changed, unless it′s you!

It was my dream at first to be on spittin a verse
On my own album with a deal but shit got worse
So i came out i woulda killed a nigga first
Before i let him disrespect me and check me over some worst
Some bitch that i wasnt with i would hit her then quit
But you would pull a talk with her and tell her she was the shit
I told you dont get involved wit her, you was smokin the chron with her
Comin out of the bar with her stumblin half drunk
Like yall was husband and wife or somethin
But me catchin her fuckin other niggers musta hurt you pride or somethin
Cuz you went off at the mouth with people like you wanted with me
When all i tried to do was show your bitch was shifty
And ever since the fans and all the shit that i produced
You actin like i aint ya man and lyin like she can′t be loose
But i am really you friend, i′m jus trying to tell you the truth
Dont hate the game or the player
The one that is changing is you

How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin′ now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can′t be true
We family aint a damn thing changed, unless it′s you!

Its gettin only at the top cuz my homie had to stop
Now we actin like i gotta live only for the block
And homies in the hood only see me on the tube
So they gossip on the porch get to speakin all rude
Fools i used to rap with all expect magic
Like my finger get to snappin and *poof* it just happen
But PROOF is just actin out the part he was thrown
Shady made it so my babys aint starvin at home
See the devil in you grin since the ghetto we been friends
Forever real intelligence thats forever till the end
I keep the hatred in your eyes and the satan in your lies
Aint wastin my times with these snakes in disguise
(how come)when you talk its with bitter respite
And (how come) it′s my fault for what you did with your life
And everytime i go to hear you and play you look away
We barely embrace, you can′t even look me in my face.

How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin′ now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can′t be true
We family aint a damn thing changed, UNLESS IT′S YOU!

(Intro - Proof)
Yeeaah! This is DJ Seven Deuce, live at
Club Runyan, where all girls with burgundy hair get in free
G-Unit in da house! What up baby
Performin' live tonight live on stage.. .Captain Save-A-Hoe
and the fabulous Case y'all, stick 'em out y'all
All my Detroit players, let's go!

(Chorus - Kon Artis)
I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games
I just came to fuck and maybe get some brain
I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned
You know all I really wanna do is fuck. I ain't
gon' let a money hungry women set me up
And if you think I'm that stupid you done pressed your luck
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned

(Kon Artis)
You gave right, yes I love menage-a-trois
And I got drawers as big as guys's big "wah"
I'm a Trick Daddy nigga, so bitch how you figure
that I wouldn't turn my niggaz on to you when I hit ya
I probably could forget ya if I hadn't been drunk
but choke a dunkadunk, keep my mind on hump
When my mind's on hump to me my .9's in the trunk
and Denaun got a line for every fine bitch I hunt
Not once, twice, but three times the lover
that your man is, and I'm a freak undercover
I got plans for you, trick, I don't need a baby mother
I got five of them motherfuckers tryin' to smother me already
We can't go steady, but you can give me head
Give me that, get the hell out my bed, and leave the shit
My chap lips will cut nipples when breast fed
and on the way, leave the bread with Achman(?)
I'd love for you to stay but I got another date
with a fat chick that eat cake on playskates
She rubbed my funky ass feet and feed me grace
plus my man in the closet ran out of videotape

(Chorus)

(Swift)
I'ma make this one thing clear
Ain't no woman hear gon' ruin my career
All the hell you doin' is pursuin' a dream
that's when you find out that life ain't truly what it seems
All these hoes be lyin', bullshittin' each other
And why the hell Kobe Bryant didn't wear a rubber
He might as well have went and told the hoe that he love her
I'm sure as hell ain't gonna go to court for my mother
or my wife, and my sisters. So motherfuck a mistress
They signin' a contract before these bitches hit this
Never will a woman take me out that way
I keep a RCA camera in there motherfuckin' face

(Chorus)

(Bizarre)
What's your name again? It doesn't matter
My name is Bizzy, a bodygaurd for Mr. Mathers
Sit down girl. Let me get you a drink
I'ma buy you a mink, and rape you in the sink
From day one, I knew you was a hoe
I put a rubber on my toe and fucked you some mo'
Turn around, let me see your nasty ass
Put on a Jason mask while I take off your maxi pads

(Kuniva)
These hoes be on some bullshit. Always tryin' to pull shit
outta they ass. Get mad and put you on blast
Tell 'em bitches how she fucked you
sucked you, put it on you, boned you
Yappin' off with they mouth sayin' she loved you
All on your dick, callin' your phone, spazzin' and shit
Havin' a fit until you feel like callin' it quits
Then she starts callin' your chick
wantin' to fight. Everytime you show up at a gig
she front row with her friends. Flippin' you off
Follow you to the bar, the bathroom
the parkin' lot, to the car, pissin' you off
Until you blackout, now you and the hoe is havin a scrapout
You get locked up for assault and now you asked out

(Chorus)

(Chorus - Bizarre's son?)
Daddy?
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do

(Verse one - Bizarre)
You don't wanna be just like your daddy.
Pimpin hoes out here drivin caddies.
Runnin round town, fuckin geezers.
Shot's in your ass, catchin diseases.
Son, your daddy got a foul mouth.
For fuckin bitches in they foul mouth.
I can't help it, my group's D12.
All we do is pop pills and stay in jail.
Talkin nasty shit, Bizarre wont stop.
I fuck two twins, with a midget on top.
A sick mind, raping an old lady.
Knowing damn well Bizarre shouldn't have a baby,
All I can teach you, learn how to mac.
Smoke crack, smack a bitch when she talk back.
Matta fact slap your sister she's a slut.
Don't you realize Bizarre don't give a fuck? (Hahaha)

(Chorus - Bizarre's son?)
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do

(Verse two - Bizarre)
Don't go to school, become a catholic priest.
Sell crack to your auntie Denise.
If auntie Denise is short 40 cent
Make her get on the ground and suck some more dick.
Nas is probably gon hate me.
When Mos Def hear this he probably gon suffocate me.
Why they let Bizarre rap on Hi-Tek track?
All he gon do is talk about whores and smoking crack.
If your wife is pregnant I call her a whore.
Leave her no money and go out on tour.
Nah, I'm playin leave her sumptin. (Hahaha)
I pack a hotdog and a fuckin dirty muffin. (Damn)
You're my son, I'm trynna teach you sumptin.
You're eight years old? It's time to start fuckin.
You know daddy wont give you the wrong advice.
Smoke weed and listen to Obie Trice. (Hahaha)

(Chorus - Bizarre's son?)
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do
I wanna be just like
When I grow up. Yes I do

(Outro - Bizarre)
I'm tellin ya all I do is pop pills and stay high.
Tell them bitches to suck my dick.
Aha! I'm prepared. Yeah.
Motherfuckin role model.

[Intro - Bizarre]
Yeah!!!
Detroit mothafucka!!!
DJ Green Lantern!!!
D12!!!
We ain't goin' nowhere!!!
We still smokin' crack nigga!!!
Haha!!!
Let ‘em know!!!
AH-HA!!!

[Chorus - Eminem]
Bitch keep talkin'
Keep on poppin' off with them jaws because, we ain't stoppin'
We ain't got to prove shit to ya'll so all ya'll can lick the balls and keep walkin'
Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin'
Cuz we ain't stoppin' cuz you ain't stoppin' us
We aint got to prove shit to ya'll so all ya'll can lick the balls and keep walkin'
(Yo!) COME ON!!!

[Verse 1 - Kuniva]
Yo the derelict is back
I'm blazin' niggas while they up in the Sheraton last
I even sold my therapist crack
You niggas is bitch straight up I'm bearin' the facts
I love pussy wit all my heart but I married the gats
And nigga I'm top pedigree so don't play wit me
Ill blow your tattoos all over your baby seat
Kids and all be hit
Peers and all masuberg will take your back, liver ribs and all
Kuniva the street talker, heat sparker the beef starter
Packin' guns when I'm sleep walkin'
(Bitch keep talkin'!!!)
Throwin' fire bombs down your chimney
While you eatin' at Wendy's
I'm in your bushes cockin' the semi
Nice wit the hands
Never bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands
Smother your clan
Sever your hands and your legs
Mail your brother your heart and send your mother ya head!!!

[Verse 2 - Swifty]
I'm the only one your bitch let touch her
Type of brother that will fuck your mother
With a fishnet rubber
A belligerent and rowdy mothafucka
That'll dump your body and still fly away to Maui on the teller
When it comes to beefin'
It ain't no explainin'
I'll change your language wit a stainless
I'm contained wit a anguish to leave your famous
I'm a deranged pit ya'll lift an AK to pinch ya face wit
Niggas don't say shit fuck your hype man if its a bystander standin' by I'm firin' at ya, cuz I can
You get squashed like pop cans
I be shootin' 7-Up in your mouth man
I'm about to sell your mama bud, and lace it
So when she fire it up she coughin' blood
I love to see ‘em wasted
I'm made to behave in this case
You try to be brave in this rage and your legs will be replaced!!!

[Chorus - Eminem]
Bitch keep talkin'
Keep on poppin' off with them jaws because, we ain't stoppin'
We ain't got to prove shit to ya'll so all ya'll can lick the balls and keep walkin'
Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin'
Cuz we ain't stoppin' cuz you ain't stoppin' us
We aint got to prove shit to ya'll so all ya'll can lick the balls and keep walkin'
(BITCH!) COME ON!!!

[Verse 3 - Bizarre]
I ain't here to talk about Benzino or Ja Rule
I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray and whatever do
Psyche, I ain't gonna mention it
He probably sue
Next week this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (Exclusive!!!)
The first time I had sex… a dirty mattress
No condom… my grandmother… bent over backwards
Bizarre been fuckin raw all summer
Lets make a trade, my wife for your brother
Psyche, I'm not bisexual
I'm an intellectual, transsexual, one testicle (one ball)
And I ain't sayin' shit cause it rhyme
I got colon cancer, I'm dyin'!!!

[Verse 4 - Proof]
YEY-YEY
Rest in peace Jam Master Jay
Tupac
And Notorious BIG
I'm probably the best
Guy in the flesh
Blow ya heart out ya chest
And ya chest out ya vest
Leave ya body a mess streets bloody as hell
Study my trail I cut and me fail
A druggy on bail nutty as well
Which such like buddy revel
Dead or in jail
Still headin' for hell
The ghetto rebels the wrong guy
Now get ya lungs heart you full of wholes like Spongebob
We can set this from your front door to your CEO office
Got the key to your coffin
To pee on you often
Great me wit offers we taken over
Or get China white mixed wit bakin' soda
Ya hear me!?!

[Outro - Eminem]
Fuckin' crack heads
And this is just mix tape shit you fuckin morons
This ain't brains over Braun
This is bullies over fuckin pussies
Ha-ha come on bitch!!!

[Chorus - Eminem]
Bitch keep talkin'
Keep on poppin' off with them jaws because, we ain't stoppin'
We ain't got to prove shit to ya'll so all ya'll can lick the balls and keep walkin'
Keep on poppin' that shit you poppin'
Cuz we ain't stoppin' cuz you ain't stoppin' us
We aint got to prove shit to ya'll so all ya'll can lick the balls and keep walkin'!!!

(Chorus: Eminem)
Yall better leave dat boy alone
Cuz if they dont
You know they goin come back on 'em
And they dont want him to come back strong
I wouldnt durr get that boy goin

I said leave dat boy alone
Cuz yall dont know him
That there boy he out cold
And that there boy he been known
To stirr some shit up when he in that zone

(Bridge x2)

Better leave that boy alone
Better leave that boy alone
Better leave that boy alone
Cuz you dont want to get that boy goin

(Verse 1: Swift)
It's my attitude that's makin me bust shit
I hate to be fucked with
So basically niggas wastin they time tryin to touch Swift
I run with a bunch of killers that dealt with punks
Returnin bows 'fore you be lookin at yourself get stomped
I'm a dysfunctional bastard who will puncture your ass
Witha mag and i'll be glad to send another one after you
Without no hesitation i run up in your house and wake your spouse up
And give her mouth to gun ressecitation
A niggas information, they hunted and they sad
Got you mad cuz they shittin through their stomach in a bag
We comin too strong so its irrelevant to blast you
We master ready, slash like relatives of Manson
When you hear us niggas think it's elephants dancin
Comin here is the worste mistake that could ever happen
When i'm in my vehicle i'm pullin you in
I gaurantee the world will never see you again

(Chorus)

(Verse 2: Kon Artist)
Honest to god i usually try to keep to my self
But it's kinda hard when you surrounded by ignorants, well
Let me explain somethin to ya
A real street nigga aint tryin to get in the streets
He's tryin to get out, feel me?
And he aint the type of dude to pop a E and get drunk
And wave his heat all in the air like he's some dumb hoe punk
Atleast a soldier in the army lose his life over a cause
This nigger dyin over prizes to prove he got balls
I play keyboards, i dont play deep
You borrow guns, i own shit that explode when it hit
You think it's wrong that you hoes thinkin you can't really get sleep
Cuz you laid a nigga down without any meat
Well my cops wont allow me to make decisions in vein
I'm a magne i do my biddin and i do it again
If you take it to that level, i take it to whoever
Want to harm me and my family, Runyon Avenue forever

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Kuniva)
Now people i live triflin i express it through writin
If you can't feel it, then i must express it through fightin
And i jus bought me a new gauge and added on a knew knife
And i strike peopel so fast people think i threw lightning
Clash with a few titans, blasted a few height men
Been harassed by two dykes who wanted (?lou pikner)
Plus you know i'm too violent, to be out with you whilin
Cuz as soon as you drivin im a spit a few 5 ones
And i love to Kunive son, and you left a live one
I know how to hide guns, skinny or wide ones
Go buy me a long sub and hide it inside buns
You lookin for hoes, and up in here you goin find none
You niggas get dropped once, and you can kiss my nuts
You soft little dry cunts, get stuck till your eyes shut
No time for the wild ones, i'm writin these five words
FUCK YOU DICK RIDIN NIGGAS count it, it's five words.

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

(Outro)
Sifty McVeigh (that boy he hot to death)
Mr. Porter (that boy he hot to death)
Kuniva (that boy he hot to death)
Yep, better step before you get beat to death
Yall dont want to be dem there boys
Dem there boys be makin noise
Dem there boys got all kind of toys
You better step before you get destroyed
D12
Dem there boys are hot to death

(Intro)
(Eminem)
Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! (Mutha'Fucka's think they know us)
G-g-g-g Guess whos back? D-Twizze!, O-Twizzie!
Doc-Twizzie!, Shady-Twizzie!, slash Aftermath!
Fiftycent!, G Unit!, Here we go!, Free Yayo!
Mutha'fucka!, Benzino!, They don't know we finna' blow!
Someone betta' tell them so. . .

(Swifty McVay)
You don't me, McVay and I doubt if you understand me
Why would I give a fuck about you if we ain't family?
I roll with a chosen few, and those of you that's behind me
Witness the most potest' ferocious niggas that rhyme
These bitches turn they back on you, actin' like they ain't did shit
When you rappin' never mix bussiness up with your friendship
If you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe fo'?
niggas don't love you, you got habits of breaking street codes
Far as static, I automatically get medieval
When I'm after people, then I'll explode you bitches with C-4
These hoe's, have no insurance, bodies get repo'
Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat close
Keepin' .44's where you're hoes are swallowing deep throat
If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close
niggas pupils that's what I do, I'm foolish will shoot you
Cuz' I'm coo-coo, But I don't think niggas can take in heat tho'

(Chorus x2)
(Kon Artist)
See I'm a man, and a man's gon' do what he gotta do
And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you
If they was really soldiers then they would do what we do
And be loyal to crew and crew was loyal to you

(Bizarre)
I don't give a fuck, I'm quick to blaze chronic
Smoke on so much green, use twelves and super-sonic
Bizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to 'Nuns and Wifes
Now who the fuck want to fight?
Ain't nobody fucking with me, Ain't nobody fucking with the D'
They get beat like a M-P
You heard about Bizarre taking all them drugs
You heard about Proof wil'ing in the clubs
You heard about that nine that Eminem packs
You diss us, you get your fucking face cracked
I'm from 7 Mile and stout, I'll shoot up you're house
Next day, I'll pee in your mouth. .

(Obie Trice)
Aiyyo, loyalty's first, all the bullshit second
I showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect it
Most of these niggas neglect it
Even though it's a known method
From the hectic hood that you slept in
You wanna' be an exception
That's when the weapon is leaving you're half stepping
With that 'caine in you're left hand
Obie from a section that'll stain up you're flesh and
Have you on bare breast
Questionin' you're affection for streets
D-Twizzie no question
One of the best groups that done it
And Obie is their reflection
Lil' homey that know slowly that loyalty is reckin'
D-Twizzie fo' life, Obie Trice is second. .

(Chorus x2)

(Proof)
Which one of you niggas wanna' be&nbsp;?boltion? bump heads
When I got a passion for clappin'. . .with one hand
Talent's on my roster this mobster's in dump land
Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds
Never leave the crib without packing my black burner
On some T. Ali rapper to merk a have murder
Incorporated, Hitman Harry is at you're service
Reach for me one more gain' and thats closed
For life as D12, no ice and spreewells
Every night that I chill in, I fight by free-will
Knowing I can be killed
Leaving my group, pieces of proof with a reason to shoot
And a license to kill
We lost Bugz and I'll be damed if we loose another man from our clan
Without forcing our hand
Escorting your family, I'll torture you're granny
For my niggas, I'm on your motherfucking porch with a 'Cammy

(Chorus x2)

(Kuniva + Kon Artis)
Yo its funny how niggas get caught along (and get bombed on)
Knocking teeth in back of your throat (and break your jaw bone)
(I'm on ignorant shit) these niggas is bitch
Pass me a cigarrete quick (shit is finna' get thick)
Yo' man i'll get split (by a brutal and critical hit)
With identical dent (or bullets with identical prints)
I'm wishing you if (you come you're Lutenints a snitch)
You teminant fick (and we know you ain't finna' do shit)
I'll stick with my clique (The Kon Artist Bomb Artist)
Kuniva The Rida' (Shooting through you're fucking Long John garmets)
Dirty Dozen (We deep in the street)
Unbelievable heat, we'll even lay you out in front of the chief of police
Muthafucka'

(Chorus x2)

(Outro)
(Kon Artist)
Yeah! D-Twizzie
D12, Dirty Dozen
Nothing but family up in this muthafucka'
Loyal to everything that we do
You ain't neva' gonna' catch none of us slippin' by ourself
'Cuz we always together
You know what I'm sayin'...
Y'all niggas don't know what family means
Bugz watching over our ass
Thats why we still alive know
Knocking yall niggas outta the clubs and shit
Haha! Runyan Av. Baby!
Shady Records!
Where yo' mamma at nigga?

(Intro)
I don't know, dude ...
I think everybody's all jealous and shit
'Cause, I'm like, the lead singer of a band, dude ...
And I think everybody's got a fuckin' problem with me, dude ...
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because...

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

Eminem:
So I get off stage right, drop the mic
Walk up to these hot chicks and I'm all like
What's up ladies, my name's Slim Shady
I'm the lead singer in D12, baby
They're all like "Oh my God, it's him
Becky, oh my fuckin' God, it's Eminem
I swear to fuckin' God, dude, you fuckin' rock
Please won't you please let me suck your cock"
And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my A Capella's
All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes
Throw their bras and their shirts and their panties on stage
So like every single night they pick a fight with me
But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry
'Cause they're back on stage the next night with me
Dude, I just think you're tryna steal the light from me
Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
Because I told him Jessica Alba's my wife-to-be
This rock star shit, it's the life for me
And all the other guys just despise me because

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

My band, my band
My band, my band
My band, my band
My band, my band
My band, baby yeah!

Swifty: Alright, ok, alright man, give me that mic man, ok, daw...gi...come on..
Eminem: Dude!
Swifty: Give me this mic!
Eminem: Ah, dude?

Swifty:
You just wanna see a nigga backwards, don't you?
Hey dad how come we don't rap off Pro Tools?
Smash these vocals and do a performance
But we in the van and he in a tour bus
You don't want my autograph, yous a liar
And no, I'm Swift ("Oh, I thought you was Kuniva")
What the hell is wrong with that dressing room?
Cause our shit is lookin' smaller than a decimal
See I know how to rap, (uh-huh) it's simple but,
All I did was read a Russell Simmons book
So I'm more intact, tryna get on the map
Doin' jumpin' jacks while get whipped on my back

Kuniva and Kon Artis:
Kuniva: Look at Em, little punk ass, thinkin' he the shit
Kon: Yeah, I know, man, by himself takin' on a flick
Kuniva: Hey, I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue
Eminem: No I had an interview, not you two
Kuniva: You gonna be late for sound check
Kon: Man I ain't goin' to sound check
Kuniva: Man our mics are screwed up
Kon: And his always sound best.. You know what man I'ma say somethin'
Kuniva: Hey yo, Em
Eminem: You got somethin' to say
Kon: Man, nothin'
Kuniva: I thought you 'bout to tell him off, man, what's up
Kon: Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it man shut up. And you ain't even back me up when we supposed to be crew
Kuniva: Man, I was 'bout to talk right after you, I swear
Kon: Man, whatever
Kuniva: I swear man

These chicks don't even know the name of my band,
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands,
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man,
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

Proof:
They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not
Went from sold out arenas to amusement parks
How I'm gon' let the world know that Proof is hot
I should cut his mic off when the music starts
(Eminem: Hey yo, what's....)
Ready to snap on a dumb ass fan
Every time I hear
"Hey dude, I love your band"
We ain't a band, bitch, we don't play instruments
So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent
And these guys actin' funny every area code
(Eminem: Proof, carry my bag)
Bitch, carry your own
Can't make it to the stage, security in my way
("Who the fuck are you? Where's Obie and Dre?!")

Bizarre:
God dammit, I'm sick of this group
Time for me to go solo and make some loot
I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps
'Till Kon Artis, slipped me some crack
Lose Yourself video, I was in the back
Superman video, I was in the back
For the media, I got some suggestions
Fuck Marshall, ask us some questions
Like "Who is D12?" "How we get started?"
"But what about Eminem?"
Bitch, are you retarded
Anyway, I'm the popularest guy in the group
Big ass stomach, bitches think I'm cute
"Hey sexy"
50 told me to do sit-ups to get buff
Did two and a half and couldn't get up (Uhh!)
Fuck D12, I'm outta this band
I'm 'bout start a group with the real Roxanne

Eminem:
Girl why can't you see you're the only one for me
And it just tears my ass apart to know that you don't know my name

Man, fuck this
These chicks don't even know the name of my band (ha ha)
But they all on me like they wanna hold hands (Fuck Marshall)
Cause once I blow I know that I'll be the man (yeah)
All because I'm the lead singer......
My Band
My Band (The Band)
My Band (Our Band)
My Band (The Band)
My Band (You Man)
My Band (You Man)
My Band (Roxanne)
My Band (Shantan)
My Band (Lets do it)

The hottest boy band in the world....D12!

Eminem:
I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girls to take off their underpants
I'm the lead singer of my band, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girls want to dance
My salsa (wooo ohhh), look out for my next single, it's called "My Salsa"
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off their underpants
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off their underpants, my salsa

Where'd everybody go?

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

(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?

(Intro)
I don't know, dude ...
I think everybody's all jealous and shit
'Cause, I'm like, the lead singer of a band, dude ...
And I think everybody's got a fuckin' problem with me, dude ...
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because...

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

Eminem:
So I get off stage right, drop the mic
Walk up to these hot chicks and I'm all like
What's up ladies, my name's Slim Shady
I'm the lead singer in D12, baby
They're all like "Oh my God, it's him
Becky, oh my fuckin' God, it's Eminem
I swear to fuckin' God, dude, you fuckin' rock
Please won't you please let me suck your cock"
And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my A Capella's
All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes
Throw their bras and their shirts and their panties on stage
So like every single night they pick a fight with me
But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry
'Cause they're back on stage the next night with me
Dude, I just think you're tryna steal the light from me
Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
Because I told him Jessica Alba's my wife-to-be
This rock star shit, it's the life for me
And all the other guys just despise me because

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

My band, my band
My band, my band
My band, my band
My band, my band
My band, baby yeah!

Swifty: Alright, ok, alright man, give me that mic man, ok, daw...gi...come on..
Eminem: Dude!
Swifty: Give me this mic!
Eminem: Ah, dude?

Swifty:
You just wanna see a nigga backwards, don't you?
Hey dad how come we don't rap off Pro Tools?
Smash these vocals and do a performance
But we in the van and he in a tour bus
You don't want my autograph, yous a liar
And no, I'm Swift ("Oh, I thought you was Kuniva")
What the hell is wrong with that dressing room?
Cause our shit is lookin' smaller than a decimal
See I know how to rap, (uh-huh) it's simple but,
All I did was read a Russell Simmons book
So I'm more intact, tryna get on the map
Doin' jumpin' jacks while get whipped on my back

Kuniva and Kon Artis:
Kuniva: Look at Em, little punk ass, thinkin' he the shit
Kon: Yeah, I know, man, by himself takin' on a flick
Kuniva: Hey, I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue
Eminem: No I had an interview, not you two
Kuniva: You gonna be late for sound check
Kon: Man I ain't goin' to sound check
Kuniva: Man our mics are screwed up
Kon: And his always sound best.. You know what man I'ma say somethin'
Kuniva: Hey yo, Em
Eminem: You got somethin' to say
Kon: Man, nothin'
Kuniva: I thought you 'bout to tell him off, man, what's up
Kon: Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it man shut up. And you ain't even back me up when we supposed to be crew
Kuniva: Man, I was 'bout to talk right after you, I swear
Kon: Man, whatever
Kuniva: I swear man

These chicks don't even know the name of my band,
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands,
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man,
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

Proof:
They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not
Went from sold out arenas to amusement parks
How I'm gon' let the world know that Proof is hot
I should cut his mic off when the music starts
(Eminem: Hey yo, what's....)
Ready to snap on a dumb ass fan
Every time I hear
"Hey dude, I love your band"
We ain't a band, bitch, we don't play instruments
So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent
And these guys actin' funny every area code
(Eminem: Proof, carry my bag)
Bitch, carry your own
Can't make it to the stage, security in my way
("Who the fuck are you? Where's Obie and Dre?!")

Bizarre:
God dammit, I'm sick of this group
Time for me to go solo and make some loot
I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps
'Till Kon Artis, slipped me some crack
Lose Yourself video, I was in the back
Superman video, I was in the back
For the media, I got some suggestions
Fuck Marshall, ask us some questions
Like "Who is D12?" "How we get started?"
"But what about Eminem?"
Bitch, are you retarded
Anyway, I'm the popularest guy in the group
Big ass stomach, bitches think I'm cute
"Hey sexy"
50 told me to do sit-ups to get buff
Did two and a half and couldn't get up (Uhh!)
Fuck D12, I'm outta this band
I'm 'bout start a group with the real Roxanne

Eminem:
Girl why can't you see you're the only one for me
And it just tears my ass apart to know that you don't know my name

Man, fuck this
These chicks don't even know the name of my band (ha ha)
But they all on me like they wanna hold hands (Fuck Marshall)
Cause once I blow I know that I'll be the man (yeah)
All because I'm the lead singer......
My Band
My Band (The Band)
My Band (Our Band)
My Band (The Band)
My Band (You Man)
My Band (You Man)
My Band (Roxanne)
My Band (Shantan)
My Band (Lets do it)

The hottest boy band in the world....D12!

Eminem:
I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girls to take off their underpants
I'm the lead singer of my band, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girls want to dance
My salsa (wooo ohhh), look out for my next single, it's called "My Salsa"
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off their underpants
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off their underpants, my salsa

Where'd everybody go?

(Intro)
I don't know, dude ...
I think everybody's all jealous and shit
'Cause, I'm like, the lead singer of a band, dude ...
And I think everybody's got a fuckin' problem with me, dude ...
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because...

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

Eminem:
So I get off stage right, drop the mic
Walk up to these hot chicks and I'm all like
What's up ladies, my name's Slim Shady
I'm the lead singer in D12, baby
They're all like "Oh my God, it's him
Becky, oh my fuckin' God, it's Eminem
I swear to fuckin' God, dude, you fuckin' rock
Please won't you please let me suck your cock"
And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my A Capella's
All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes
Throw their bras and their shirts and their panties on stage
So like every single night they pick a fight with me
But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry
'Cause they're back on stage the next night with me
Dude, I just think you're tryna steal the light from me
Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
Because I told him Jessica Alba's my wife-to-be
This rock star shit, it's the life for me
And all the other guys just despise me because

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

My band, my band
My band, my band
My band, my band
My band, my band
My band, baby yeah!

Swifty: Alright, ok, alright man, give me that mic man, ok, daw...gi...come on..
Eminem: Dude!
Swifty: Give me this mic!
Eminem: Ah, dude?

Swifty:
You just wanna see a nigga backwards, don't you?
Hey dad how come we don't rap off Pro Tools?
Smash these vocals and do a performance
But we in the van and he in a tour bus
You don't want my autograph, yous a liar
And no, I'm Swift ("Oh, I thought you was Kuniva")
What the hell is wrong with that dressing room?
Cause our shit is lookin' smaller than a decimal
See I know how to rap, (uh-huh) it's simple but,
All I did was read a Russell Simmons book
So I'm more intact, tryna get on the map
Doin' jumpin' jacks while get whipped on my back

Kuniva and Kon Artis:
Kuniva: Look at Em, little punk ass, thinkin' he the shit
Kon: Yeah, I know, man, by himself takin' on a flick
Kuniva: Hey, I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue
Eminem: No I had an interview, not you two
Kuniva: You gonna be late for sound check
Kon: Man I ain't goin' to sound check
Kuniva: Man our mics are screwed up
Kon: And his always sound best.. You know what man I'ma say somethin'
Kuniva: Hey yo, Em
Eminem: You got somethin' to say
Kon: Man, nothin'
Kuniva: I thought you 'bout to tell him off, man, what's up
Kon: Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it man shut up. And you ain't even back me up when we supposed to be crew
Kuniva: Man, I was 'bout to talk right after you, I swear
Kon: Man, whatever
Kuniva: I swear man

These chicks don't even know the name of my band,
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands,
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man,
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

Proof:
They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not
Went from sold out arenas to amusement parks
How I'm gon' let the world know that Proof is hot
I should cut his mic off when the music starts
(Eminem: Hey yo, what's....)
Ready to snap on a dumb ass fan
Every time I hear
"Hey dude, I love your band"
We ain't a band, bitch, we don't play instruments
So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent
And these guys actin' funny every area code
(Eminem: Proof, carry my bag)
Bitch, carry your own
Can't make it to the stage, security in my way
("Who the fuck are you? Where's Obie and Dre?!")

Bizarre:
God dammit, I'm sick of this group
Time for me to go solo and make some loot
I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps
'Till Kon Artis, slipped me some crack
Lose Yourself video, I was in the back
Superman video, I was in the back
For the media, I got some suggestions
Fuck Marshall, ask us some questions
Like "Who is D12?" "How we get started?"
"But what about Eminem?"
Bitch, are you retarded
Anyway, I'm the popularest guy in the group
Big ass stomach, bitches think I'm cute
"Hey sexy"
50 told me to do sit-ups to get buff
Did two and a half and couldn't get up (Uhh!)
Fuck D12, I'm outta this band
I'm 'bout start a group with the real Roxanne

Eminem:
Girl why can't you see you're the only one for me
And it just tears my ass apart to know that you don't know my name

Man, fuck this
These chicks don't even know the name of my band (ha ha)
But they all on me like they wanna hold hands (Fuck Marshall)
Cause once I blow I know that I'll be the man (yeah)
All because I'm the lead singer......
My Band
My Band (The Band)
My Band (Our Band)
My Band (The Band)
My Band (You Man)
My Band (You Man)
My Band (Roxanne)
My Band (Shantan)
My Band (Lets do it)

The hottest boy band in the world....D12!

Eminem:
I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girls to take off their underpants
I'm the lead singer of my band, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girls want to dance
My salsa (wooo ohhh), look out for my next single, it's called "My Salsa"
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off their underpants
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off their underpants, my salsa

Where'd everybody go?

[Eminem making sounds]
Ok.. Guess who′s back?
Back again
Shady′s back
Tell a friend (Whaaaaaaaa)

Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright Stop!.....Pajama time

Come here little kiddies, On my lap
Guess who′s back with a brand new rap?
And I don′t mean rap as in a new case
of child investigation accusation
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
No worries,
papa′s got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly
do to make noise?
I done touched on everything,
but little boys
That′s not a stab at Micheal
That′s just a metaphor, I′m just physco
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like TP from my bumhole
And it′s cool if you let one go
Nobody′s gonna know, who′d hear it?
Give a little ′poot poot′, it′s OK! [Fart Sound]
Oops my cd just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

Now I′m gonna make you dance
It′s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you′re my world
Alright now lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Just lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Go crazy
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Oh baby (HA-HA)
Oh baby, baby (HA-HA)

It′s Friday and it′s my day
Used to party all the way to sunday
Maybe til monday, I dunno what day
Everyday′s just a holiday
Crusin′ on the freeway
Feelin′ kinda breezy
Got the top down, lettin′ my hair blow
I dunno where I′m goin′
All I know is when I get there
Someone′s gonna ′touch my body′

Excuse me miss,
I don′t mean to sound like a jerk
But I′m feelin′ just a little stressed
out from work
Could you punch me
in the stomach and pull my hair?
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (Yeah)
Now, what′s your name girl?
What′s your sign?
′Man, you must be up out your mind′
DRE! (HA-HA)
Dear God goes blind!
I′m just tryna unwind now I′m

Now I′m gonna make you dance
It′s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you′re my world
Alright now lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Just lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Go crazy
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Oh baby (HA-HA)
Oh baby, baby (HA-HA)

It′s Tuesday and I′m locked up
I′m in jail and
I don′t know what happend
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Well I′m sorry, I don′t remember
All I know is this much
I′m not guilty
They said, ′Save it,
boy we gotcha you on tape
yellin′ at an old lady ′touch my body!′′

Now this is the part
where the rap breaks down
It gets real intense,
no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it′s 8 Mile now
The beat comes back
and everybody lose themselves
Snap back to reality
Look it′s B.Rabbit!
Yo you signed me up to battle!?
I′m a grown man!
Chubba chubba chubba
chubba chubba chubbie
I don′t have any lines to go
right here so, chubba teletubbie!
Fella′s (WHAT?!) Fella′s (WHAT?!)
Grab you left nut,
make right one jealous (what?)
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls
Fat girls, tall girls, small girls
I′m callin′ all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It′s your chance for a little romance whore
Butt squeezin′ it′s the season
Just go (HA-HA-HA-HA)
It′s so appealin′

Now I′m gonna make you dance
It′s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you′re my world
Alright now lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Just lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Go crazy
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Oh baby (HA-HA)
Oh baby, baby (HA-HA)

UmMmMmm touch my body
UmMmMmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body

[Eminem making sounds]
Ok.. Guess who′s back?
Back again
Shady′s back
Tell a friend (Whaaaaaaaa)

Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright Stop!.....Pajama time

Come here little kiddies, On my lap
Guess who′s back with a brand new rap?
And I don′t mean rap as in a new case
of child investigation accusation
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
No worries,
papa′s got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly
do to make noise?
I done touched on everything,
but little boys
That′s not a stab at Micheal
That′s just a metaphor, I′m just physco
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like TP from my bumhole
And it′s cool if you let one go
Nobody′s gonna know, who′d hear it?
Give a little ′poot poot′, it′s OK! [Fart Sound]
Oops my cd just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

Now I′m gonna make you dance
It′s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you′re my world
Alright now lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Just lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Go crazy
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Oh baby (HA-HA)
Oh baby, baby (HA-HA)

It′s Friday and it′s my day
Used to party all the way to sunday
Maybe til monday, I dunno what day
Everyday′s just a holiday
Crusin′ on the freeway
Feelin′ kinda breezy
Got the top down, lettin′ my hair blow
I dunno where I′m goin′
All I know is when I get there
Someone′s gonna ′touch my body′

Excuse me miss,
I don′t mean to sound like a jerk
But I′m feelin′ just a little stressed
out from work
Could you punch me
in the stomach and pull my hair?
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (Yeah)
Now, what′s your name girl?
What′s your sign?
′Man, you must be up out your mind′
DRE! (HA-HA)
Dear God goes blind!
I′m just tryna unwind now I′m

Now I′m gonna make you dance
It′s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you′re my world
Alright now lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Just lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Go crazy
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Oh baby (HA-HA)
Oh baby, baby (HA-HA)

It′s Tuesday and I′m locked up
I′m in jail and
I don′t know what happend
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Well I′m sorry, I don′t remember
All I know is this much
I′m not guilty
They said, ′Save it,
boy we gotcha you on tape
yellin′ at an old lady ′touch my body!′′

Now this is the part
where the rap breaks down
It gets real intense,
no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it′s 8 Mile now
The beat comes back
and everybody lose themselves
Snap back to reality
Look it′s B.Rabbit!
Yo you signed me up to battle!?
I′m a grown man!
Chubba chubba chubba
chubba chubba chubbie
I don′t have any lines to go
right here so, chubba teletubbie!
Fella′s (WHAT?!) Fella′s (WHAT?!)
Grab you left nut,
make right one jealous (what?)
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls
Fat girls, tall girls, small girls
I′m callin′ all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It′s your chance for a little romance whore
Butt squeezin′ it′s the season
Just go (HA-HA-HA-HA)
It′s so appealin′

Now I′m gonna make you dance
It′s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you′re my world
Alright now lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Just lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Go crazy
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Oh baby (HA-HA)
Oh baby, baby (HA-HA)

UmMmMmm touch my body
UmMmMmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body

Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
(만약에, 니가 단 한번, 단 한번의 행운으로)
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
(원했던 모든 걸 쟁취할 수 있게 된다면)
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
(그 기회를 잡겠어, 아니면 그냥 날려 버리겠어?)

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
(손에는 땀이 나고, 다리는 후들거리고 팔에는 힘이 빠졌지)
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
(셔츠에는 벌써 더러운 게 묻었어, 엄마가 만든 스파게티)
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
(속으로는 긴장되지만 겉으로는 아무렇지 않은 듯, 모든 게 준비된 듯 서서)
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
(모든걸 날려버릴 순간만을 기다리고 있지만, 계속해서 잊어 버려)
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
(종이에 적었던 가사들을, 이제 관중들은 흥분해서 소리를 지르고)
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
(입을 벌려보지만 말은 한마디도 꺼내질 못 해)
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
(계속해서 억누르고 있어, 사람들의 농담을 다 참아내고 있는거지)
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
(시간은 계속 흘러가는데, 이제 시간은 다 됐어, 빌어먹을!)
Snap back to reality.. Oh there goes gravity
(다시 현실을 직시해 보면, 진지해 져야 한다는 걸 깨달아)
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
(그냥 도망쳐 버릴까 하지만 꾹 참아내)
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
(화는 머리끝까지 나지만, 절대 포기하진 않을 거야)
Is he? No
(그렇지? 물론)
He won't have it , he knows his whole back city's ropes
(해내지 못할 걸 알고 있어, 이 바닥이 결국 한 통속이라는 걸 아니까)
It don't matter, he's dope
(그래도 상관없어, 병신이니까)
He knows that, but he's broke
(알고 있다구, 그렇지만 가난한 걸 어떡하라고)
He's so stacked that he knows
(병신이라서 다 알고 있어)
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
(집이 없어 버스에 돌아가면 결국 또 다시)
Back to the lab again yo
(의자에 혼자 틀어박혀서 가사나 쓸 거라는 걸)
This whole rap shit
(이 개같은 랩을 말이야)
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
(그러니까 이 순간을 잡아서, 이 기회가 날 지나치지 않도록 하는 게 좋을거라고)

:chorus: X2
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
(음악에 빠져 네 자신을 잃어봐, 니가 가진)
You own it, you better never let it go
(순간에, 절대 놓치지 않는 게 좋을거야)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
(단 한 번 뿐이야, 다 날려버릴 기회를 놓치지 말라고)
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
(니 삶에서 이런 행운은 단 한번 밖에 오지 않아)

The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
(내 영혼은 보이지 않는 구멍속으로 숨으려고만 하지만)
This world is mine for the taking
(결국 이 세상은 쥐기만 하면 내 것인데)
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
(내가 세상의 왕이 될테고, 새로운 사명을 향해 더 뻗어나가겠지)
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortar
(평범한 인생은 재미없어, 수퍼 스타의 인생이 내 눈앞에 펼쳐져 있다고)
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
(소망이 간절해 질수록 나 자신도 더 유명해졌지)
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
(모든 걸 순식간에 다 날려버리고 세상 창녀들이 다 나한테 달려들어 난리야)
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter
(다른 나라 순회공연도 하고, 이제는 날 모르면 지구인이 아니지)
Lonely roads, God only knows
(그렇지만 돌아오는 길은 늘 쓸쓸하고 아무도 그걸 몰라줘)
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
(집에 들어오는 횟수는 점점 줄고, 더이상은 아빠 자격도 없어)
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
(집에 돌아가면 딸애 얼굴도 알아보지 못해)
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
(그렇지만 걱정마, 이젠 내게도 내리막 길이 보이니까)
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product
(더이상 여자들도 날 거들떠보지 않고, 전성기는 지났지)
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
(음반 회사도 이젠 더 잘 나가는 놈한테 투자를 하고)
He nose dove and sold nada
(아무도 날 알아보지 못하지)
So, the soap opera is told and unfolds
(그래, 이게 바로 내 연속극같은 삶 이야기)
I suppose it's old potna, but the beat goes on
(병신같이 살아왔고 고통스러웠지만, 어쨌든 내 음악은 계속 될거다)
Da da dum da dum da da..
(더 더 덤, 더 덤 더 더..)

:chorus: X2
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
(음악에 빠져 네 자신을 잃어봐, 니가 가진)
You own it, you better never let it go
(순간에, 절대 놓치지 않는 게 좋을거야)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
(단 한 번 뿐이야, 다 날려버릴 기회를 놓치지 말라고)
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
(니 삶에서 이런 행운은 단 한번 밖에 오지 않아)

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
(이젠 장난같은 거 없어, 세상 열광의 기준을 내가 바꿔주지)
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
(이 빌어먹을 세상 뚜껑을 힘껏 열어야만 해)
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
(처음에는 그냥 놀아본 거였어, 이제 분위기는 다 바뀌었다고)
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
(난 무시당했지, 침 뱉음 당했고, 스테이지에서는 야유를 당했지만)
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
(난 계속 랩을 해왔고 다음 열쇠를 향해 가사를 적어나갔어)
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
(누군가가 내 모든 일의 비용을 대주고 있다고 생각하는게 제일 편하지)
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
(가슴속의 고통은 커져만 가)
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
(9시부터 5시까지는 그럭저럭 헤어날 수가 없다는 사실때문에)
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
(내 가족을 위한 바른 삶의 모습을 보여 수가 없다는 게 말이야)
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
(이 빌어먹을 식량 배급표로는 기저귀도 하나 못 사잖아)
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
(이건 영화도 아니고, 메카 파이퍼(=8 mile 에 나오는 인물)도 없어, 내 진짜 삶이라고)
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
(사는게 너무 힘들어, 점 점 더 힘들어 지는 거 같아)
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
(먹여 살릴 자식도 있고 내 자신도 추스려야 하는데다)
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
(아빠 노릇과 내 빛나는 삶 어느것도 이루지못한 수치스러움)
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
(딸애 엄마는 계속해서 소리만 질러대고)
Too much for me to wanna
(그냥 간절히 한 곳에만)
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
(머무르고 싶을 뿐이야, 일어나는 사고마다)
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
(나를 여기까지 이르게 만들었으니까, 그래도 난 대기 만성형이라고 믿어)
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
(이 계획을 실행에 옮겨야해, 감옥에 가거나 총에 맞아 죽을수는 없으니까)
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
(성공만이 내가 선택할 유일한 길이야, 실패는 아니야)
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
(엄마, 사랑해요, 그렇지만 저는 이 길을 계속 걸어야만 해요)
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
(교인으로 착실하게 늙어가는 건 내 방법이 아니라구요)
So here I go is my shot
(이제 내 기회가 다가오고 있어)
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
(더이상 다리가 후들거리지도 않아, 어쩌면 이게 내 마지막 기회일지도 모르니까)

:chorus: X2
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
(음악에 빠져 네 자신을 잃어봐, 니가 가진)
You own it, you better never let it go
(순간에, 절대 놓치지 않는 게 좋을거야)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
(단 한 번 뿐이야, 다 날려버릴 기회를 놓치지 말라고)
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
(니 삶에서 이런 행운은 단 한번 밖에 오지 않아)

You can do anything you set your mind to, man
(마음만 먹으면 너도 뭐든 할 수 있다고, 친구)