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2.WHITE AMERICA
(Prelude)
America! We love you! How many people are proud to be citizens of this
beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the rights 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. (Yo I want everybody to listen to
the words of this song) or so we're told...
Verse
1
I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see, so many motherfuckin'
people who feel like me
who share the same views and the same exact beliefs, it's like a fuckin' army
marchin' in back of me
So many lives I touch, so much anger aimed in no particular direction, just
sprays and sprays and straight through your radio waves it plays and plays, till
it stays stuck in your head for days and days
who woulda thought, standing in this mirror bleachin' my hair, 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
words would have an impact like this
I must've struck a chord, with somebody up in the office, cuz Congress keeps
telling me I ain't causin' nuthin' but problems
and now they're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government, I'm lovin' it, I
shoveled shit all my life
and now I'm dumping it on... Chorus X2 White America! I could be one of your
kids White America! Little Eric looks just like this White America! Erica loves
my shit I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get Verse 2 Look at these eyes, baby
blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown Shady lose, Shady sits on the
shelf
but Shady's cute, Shady knew Shady's dimples would help, make ladies swoon baby,
ooh baby! Look at my sales
Lets do the math, If I was black I would've sold half, I ain't have to graduate
from Lincoln High School to know that
but I could rap, so fuck school, I'm too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me
where the fuckin' studio's at
When I was underground, no one gave a fuck I was white, no labels wanted to sign
me almost gave up, I was like
Fuck it, until I met Dre, the only one to look past, gave me a chance, and I lit
a fire up under his ass
helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got was probably his in
exchange for every white fan that he's got
Like damn, we just swapped. Sittin' back lookin' at shit, wow, I'm like my skin
is it starting to work to my benefit now? Chorus X2 Verse 3 See the problem is I
speak to suburban kids who otherwise would of never knew these words exist
whose moms probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss, till I created so
much motherfuckin' turbulence
straight out the tube, right into your living room I came, and kids flipped when
they knew I was produced by Dre
That's all it took, and they were instantly hooked right in, and they connected
with me too because I looked like them
that's
why they put my lyrics up under this microscope, searchin' with a fine tooth
comb, its like this rope
waitin' to choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while I write this,
like I don't like this (Nope)
All I hear is: lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsors working round the
clock, to try to stop my concerts early
surely hip hop was never a problem in Harlem only in Boston, after it bothered
the fathers of daughters starting to blossom
so now I'm catchin' the flack from these activists when they raggin', actin'
like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch, or say faggot
shit, just look at me like I'm your closest pal, the posterchild, the mother
fuckin' spokesman now for...
Chorus
X2
Verse
4 So to the parents of America
I am the derringer aimed at little Erica, to attack her character
The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns
Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress
And piss on the lawns of the White House and replace it with a Parental Advisory
sticker
To spit liquor in the faces of in this democracy of hypocrisy
Fuck you Ms. Cheney! Fuck you Tipper Gore! Fuck you with the freest of
speech this divided states of embarassment will allow me to have, Fuck you! I'm
just kiddin' America, you know I love you...
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3.BUSINESS
(Intro)
Dre: Marshall...sounds like an S.O.S Eminem: Holy wack, unlyrical lyrics Andre,
you're fuckin' right Dre: To the rapmobile...Let's go
Marshall!
Marshall!
Eminem:
Bitches and gentlemen, It's showtime! Hurry hurry, step right up / Introducing
the star of our show…his name is...
Marshall!
Eminem:
You wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world right now / So without
further ado, I bring to you
Marshall!
Verse
1 You bout to witness hip hop in its most purest, more rawest form, flow
almost flawless
most hardest, most honest known artist, chip off the old block, but good old Doc
is BACK
Looks like Batman brought his own Robin. Oh god, Sadam's got his own Laden
wit' his own private plane, his own pilot, set to blow college dorm rooms doors
off the hinges
oranges, peach, pears, plums syringes. Vnnnn vnnnn, yeah here I come, I'm inches
away from you, dear fear none, hip hop is in a state of nine-one-one so...
Chorus
X2 Lets get down to business. I don't got no time to play around what is
this
Must be a circus in town, lets shut the shit down on these clowns. Can I get a
witness? HELL YEAH!
Verse
2 Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles. Gee willikers, Dre, holy
bat syllables
look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham when I'm gone. Time to get rid
of these rap criminals
So skip to your lou while I do what I do best. You ain't even impressed no more,
you're used to it
Flows too wet, nobody close to it, nobody says it, but still everybody knows the
shit/ the most hated on out of all those who say they get hated on in eighty
songs and exaggerate it all
So much, they make it all up, there's no such thing, like a female with good
looks , who cooks and cleans
it just means so much more to so much more people when you're rappin' and you
know what for
the show must go on. So I'd like to welcome y'all to Marshall and Andre's
carnival, C'mon! Now...
Chorus
X2
Verse
3 Its just like old times, the dynamic duo, two old friends, why panic, you
already know who's fully capable, the two capped heroes, dial straight down the
center eight-zero-zero
you can even call collect, the most feared duet, since me and Elton played
career Russian Roulette
and never even see me blink or get to bustin' a sweat, people steppin' over
people just to rush to the set
just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely, ease over these beats and be so
breezy
Jesus how can shit be so easy, how can one Chandra be so Levy?
Turn on these beats, MC's don't see me. Believe me BET and MTV are gonna grieve
when we leave, dog, fo' sheezy. Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me
Till we grow beards, get weird, and disappear into the mountains. Nothin' but
clowns down here
but we ain't fuckin around round here, yo Dre. . . What up? Can I get a Hell?
Hell Yeah!
Now...
Chorus
X2
Refrain
X2 Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Marshall! / Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Marshall!
Outro
So there you have it folks, Marshall has come to save the day
Back with his friend Andre, and to remind you that bullshit does not pay
Because Marshall! And Andre are here to stay and never go away until our dying
day until we're old and grey
Marshall! So until next time friends, same blonde hair, same rap channel, Good
night everyone, Thank you for coming
Your host for the evening. . . Marshall! Oh...
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4.CLEANING OUT MY CLOSET
Verse
1
Have
you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have, I've been protested and
demonstrated against.
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes. Look at the times. Sick is the mind of the
motha fuckin' kid that's behind
all this commotion. Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin.' Tempers flaring from
parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin.'
Not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin.' Keep
kickin' ass in the mornin,' an' takin' names in the evening.
Leavem with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth. See, they can trigger me
but they never figure me out.
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now. Ain't you mama, I'ma make you
look so ridiculous now.
Chorus
2X I'm sorry, Mama. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you
cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet.
Verse
2 I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it. So
before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it,
I'ma expose it. I'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a ulti-platinum
sellin' CD.
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months. My faggot father must have
had his panties up in a bunch,
cuz he split. I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye. No, I don't on second
thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die.
I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side. Even if I hated Kim, I
grit my teeth and I'd try
to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake. I maybe made some mistakes
but I'm only human. But I'm man enough to face them today.
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest shit I did was
take them bullets out of that gun.
Cuz id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim an' him both. It's my life, I'd
like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show.
Chorus
2X
Verse
3 Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition. Take a second
to listen for you think this record is dissin,'
But put yourself in my position. Just try to envision witnessin' your Mama
poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen,
bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her purse and shits missin.' Going
through public housing systems, victim of Munchausen's syndrome. My whole life I
was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I blew up. It
makes you sick to ya stomach,
doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma? So you could try
to justify the way you treated me, Ma?
But guess what, yer gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely. An'
Nathan's getting' up so quick, he's gonna know that your phoney.
And Hailie's getting' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful. But
you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral.
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong. Bitch, do ya song.
Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom.
But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get. You selfish bitch,
I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit.
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me? Well, guess what, I
am dead. Dead to you as can be.
Chorus
4X
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5.SQUARE DANCE
(Intro)
People!! It feels so good to be back. Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing the new
and improved, you know who
Verse
1 Never been the type to bend or budge, the wrong button to push, no friend
of Bush
I'm the centerpiece, 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 infoI'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple,
can-a-bitch don't want no beef with Slim? Noooo!
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 séance to séance,
aw-a-aw-sh-a-aw
Chorus
X2 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 scared, cus there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout, let your hair
down, and square dance with me!
Verse
2 Let your hair down to the track, yeah kick on back. Boo! The boogie monster 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 something 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
yah you laugh till your muthafuckin' ass gets drafted, while you're at band camp
thinkin' the crap can't happen
till you fuck around, get an anthrax napkin, inside a package wrapped in saran
wrap wrapping
open the plastic and then you stand back gasping, fuckin' assassins hijackin'
Amtracks 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're gonna 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!
Chorus
X2
Verse
3 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 hem de lay la la la, oochie walla um da dah da
dah da 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
yah 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!
Chorus
X2
Outro
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
Cana-bitch, won't square dance with me
Fan-a-bitch, won't square dance with me
Canada-bis, don't want no parts of me
Dirty Dozen, wants to square dance with you
Yee-Haw!!!
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6.THE KISS
(Eminem)
I'm gonna kill this bitch. I'm gonna kill her. I'm going to fuckin' jail, cus
I'm gonna kill this bitch
(Gary) Hey man... I don't know
(Eminem) What?
(Gary) I got a really really bad feelin' about this
(Eminem) Man, will you shut the fuck up Gary. You've always got a bad feeling
man. That's her car right there. Just park
(Gary) I'm parking
(Eminem) Fuckin', turn the car off dog
(Gary) alright
(Eminem) Alright, we wait
(Gary) we wait for what?
(Eminem) We wait until she comes out. Man, I'm gonna fuckin' kill her
(Gary) Man, you ain't gonna kill nobody
(Eminem) Shut the fuck up dog
(Gary) What the fuck did you bring that for?
(Eminem) Just shut up, fuck clip is empty
(Gary) Don't point that shit at me?
(Eminem) It's not even loaded bitch, look
(Gary) Dude! God I fuckin' hate when you do that shit
(Eminem) Ha ha, ya but its funny as fuck
(Gary) You're gonna fuck around and kill me one of these days... I swear
(Eminem) It gets you every time
(Eminem) is that her?
(Gary) Where?
(Eminem) Right there motherfucker
(Gary) Ya , Fuck
(Eminem) Alright, get up, get up
(Gary) Here we go again...
(Eminem) Get down!
(Gary) what the fuck do you want me to do get under the car
(Eminem) Yo, who's she walkin with
(Gary) How the fuck am I supposed to know? You told me to duck down
(Eminem) It's the fuckin bouncer. Did she just kiss him?
(Gary) I don't think so...
(Eminem) Dog, she just fuckin kissed him
(Gary) No, she didn't
(Eminem) She's kissing him dog
(Gary) No she's not... Oh shit
(Eminem) C'mon, Motherfucker!
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7.SOLDIER
I'm
a soldier X4
Verse
1 Yo... Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, Never was a gangsta,
till 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 its true, if its 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 its empty, tempt me, push me, pussies, I need a good reason to give this
trigger a good squeeze...
Chorus
I'm a soldier, these shoulders hold up so much, they won't budge, I'll never
fall or fold up
I'm a soldier, Even if my collar bones crush or crumble, I will never slip or
stumble
I'm a soldier, These shoulders hold up so much, they won't budge, I'll never
fall or fold up
I'm a soldier, Even if my collar bones crush or crumble, I will never stumble
Verse
2 I love pissin' you off, it gets me off, like my lawyers, when the fuckin'
judge lets me off
all you motherfuckas gotta do is set me off, I'll violate and all the
motherfuckin' bets be off
I'm a lit fuse, anything I do bring it's 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 to the Hot Rocks parking lot, you'll all get shot
whether its your fault or not, cus...
Chorus
Verse
3 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 motherfuckas 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, till 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
Yo
Left, Yo Left, Yo Left, Right, Left X4
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8.SAY GOODBYE HOLLYWOOD
Chorus
X2
Sayin' goodbye, I'm sayin' good bye to Hollywood
Sayin' goodbye, I'm sayin' good bye to Hollywood
Sayin' goodbye, I'm sayin' good bye to Hollywood
Sayin' goodbye, I'm sayin' good bye to Hollywood
(Hollywood why do I feel this way?) Verse 1 I thought I had it all figured out,
I did, I thought I was tough enough to stick it out with Kim
but I wasn't tough enough, to juggle two things at once, I found myself layin'
on my knees in cuffs
which should've been a reason enough, for me to get my stuff and just leave. How
come I couldn't see this shit myself?
it's just me, nobody couldn't see the shit I felt, knowin' damn well she wasn't
gonna be there when I fell
to catch me, the minute shit was heated, she just bailed, I'm standin' here
swingin' like thirty people by myself
I couldn't even see the millimeter when it fell, turned around saw Gary stashin'
the heater in his belt
saw the bouncers rush him and beat him to the ground, I just sold two million
records, I don't need to go to jail
I'm not about to lose my freedom over no female, I need to slow down, get my
feet on solid ground/so for now I'm...
Chorus
X2
Verse
2 I, bury my face in comic books, cus I don't want to look at nothin', this
world's too much, I've swallowed all I could
If I could swallow a bottle of Tylenol I would, and end it for good, just say
goodbye to Hollywood
I probably should, these problems are piling all at once, cus everything that
bothers me, I got it bottled up
I think I'm bottomin' out, but I'm not about to give up, I gotta get up, thank
God, I got a little girl
and I'm a responsible father, so not a lot of good, I'd be to my daughter,
layin' in the bottom of the mud
must be in my blood cus I don't know how I do it, all I know is I don't want to
follow in the footsteps
of my dad, cus I hate him so bad, the worst fear that I had was growin' up to be
like his fuckin' ass
man if you could understand why I am the way that I am, what do I say to my
fans/when I tell 'em (I'm)...
Chorus
X2
Verse
3 I don't wanna quit, but shit, I feel like this is it, for me to have this much
appeal like this is sick
this is not a game, this fame, in real life this is sick, publicity stunt my
ass, conceal my fuckin' dick
fuck the guns, I'm done, I'll never look at Gats, if I scrap, I'll scrap like I
ain't never whupped some ass
I love my fans, but no one ever puts a grasp on the fact, I've sacrificed
everything I have
I never dreamt I'd get to the level that I'm at, this is wack, this is more than
I ever coulda asked
everywhere I go, a hat, a sweater hood, or mask, what about math, how come I
wasn't ever good at that?
It's like the boy in the bubble, who never could adapt, I'm trapped, if I could
go back, I never woulda rapped
I sold my soul to the devil, I'll never get it back, I just wanna leave this
game with level head intact
Imagine goin' from bein' a no one to seein', everything blow up and all you did
was just grow up mcing
It's fuckin' crazy, cus all I wanted was to give Hailie the life I never had,
but instead I forced us to live alienated
so I'm sayin'...
Outro
Goodbye
Goodbye Hollywood (Goodbye)
Please don't cry for me (It's been real)
When I'm gone for good (This shit is not for me)
Goodbye
Goodbye Hollywood (I'm not a fuckin' star)
Please don't cry for me (No way)
When I'm gone for good (I'm goin' back home)
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9.DRIPS
Prelude
Obie... Yo... Im sick
Damn... You straight dog?
Chorus
That's why I ain't got no time. For these games and stupid tricks
Or these bitches on my dick. That's how dudes be getting sick
That's how dicks be getting drips. Falling victims to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks, fucking chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time...
Verse
1 (Obie Trice) Yo, I woke up fucked up off the liquor I drunk. I had a bag of
the skunk won in last nights Tunk
pussy residue was on my penis, Denise from the cleaners, fucked me good, you
shoulda seen this
big booty bitch, switch unbearable, french roll stylin', body like a
stallion/Sizin up the figure while my shit's getting bigger, debatin' on a fuck
or do I want to be her nigga
Caressin'this bitch, plus I'm checking out them tits, sippin' on that fine shit
I ain't used to buyin'
I
gotta hit it from behind, its mandatory, like takin' hoe's money, but that's
another story
For surely, the pussy on toast after we toast, her clothes fell like Bishop in
Juice
The womb beater, clean pussy eater, insertin' my jock in that spot hotter than
the hottest block
Don't Stop! The response I got when I was knockin' it, clock steady
tickin', kinky finger lickin'
and can on, semen's at my tip 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 foamin' at the lips, the one between them hips, pubic hairs lookin' like
some sour cream dip
without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though, pussy tighter than conditions of
us black folks
We in the final stretch, the last part of sex. I bust a fat ass nut, then I woke
up next
like what the fuck is goin' on here, this bitch evaporated, pussy and all, just
picked up and vacated
Now I'm frusturated cuz my dick was unprotected, and Doctor Wesley tellin me I
really got that shit
Chorus
Verse
2 (Eminem) Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's got it comin',
someone better get this bitch, before she gets kicked in the stomach
and she's pregnant, buts she's eggin' me on, beggin' me to throw her off the
steps of this porch
my only weapon is force and I don't wanna resort to any violence of any sort.
But what's she shovin' me for?
Doesn't she love me no more? Wasn't she huggin' me four minutes ago at the
door?
Man, I'm this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this whore. What would you do if
she was tellin' you she wants a divorce?
She's havin' another baby in a month, and it's yours, and you find out it isn't
cus this bitch has been visitin' someone else
and suckin' his dick and kissin' you on the lips when you get back, to Michigan,
now the plot is thickenin' worse
cus you feel like you've been stickin' your fuckin' dick in a hearse
so you paranoid at every little cold that you get, ever since they told you this
shit, you've been holdin' your dickso you go to the
clinic, sweatin' every minute you in it, then the doctor comes out lookin' like
Dennis the Menace
and it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS, he ain't even gotta call
you in his office to say it
so you jet back home, cus you gon' get that hoe, when you see her, you gon' bend
her fuckin' neck back, yo
cus you love her, you never would expect that blow, Obie told you the scoop, how
could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe this, bitch works at the cleaners, bringin' me home
diseases, swingin' from Obie's penis
she's so deceivin', shit this hoe's a genius,she g'd us...
Chorus
I'm
Busy Fuck these Bitches Fuck'em all, Get Money Shady Records, Obie Trice Eminem,
muthafucka New millenium shit... Yeah Turn this shit off Turn this shit the fuck
off
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10.WITHOUT ME
Veja o vídeo
[Obie
Trice] "Obie Trice, Real Name No Gimmicks..."
[Beat
Changes]
[Eminem]
Two trailer park girls go round the outside, round the outside, round the
outside. Two trailer park girls go round the outside, round the outside, round
the outside.
[Female
Voice] "Ooooohhhhh!"
[Eminem]
Guess who's back, back again Shady's back, tell a friend Guess who's back, guess
who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's
back, guess who's back...
Verse
1: I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to See Marshall no more they
want Shady I'm chopped liver Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give
ya A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that will
jumpstart my heart quicker Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital By
the Dr. when I'm not cooperating When I'm rocking the table while he's operating
"Hey" You waited this long to stop debating Cuz I'm back, I'm on the
rag and ovulating I know you got a job Ms. Cheney But your husbands heart
problem is complicated So the FCC won't let me be Or let me be me so let me see
They tried to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty without me So come on
dip, bum on your lips Fuck that cum on your lips and some on your tits And get
ready cuz this shit's about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits,
"Fuck you Debbie!"
Chorus:
Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a
little controversy, Cuz it feels so empty without me
I
said this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me Cuz we need a
little controversy, Cuz it feels so empty without me
Verse
2: Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious Embarrassed, their parents still
listen to Elvis They start feeling like prison is helpless, Til someone comes
along on a mission and yells "bitch" A visionary, vision is scary,
could start a revolution, Pollutin' the air waves a rebel So let me just revel
and bask, In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass And it's a disaster
such a catastrophe For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me? Well
I'm back (*Batman Noise*) fix your bent antenna Tune it in and then I'm gonna
enter Into the front of your skin like a splinter The center of attention back
for the winter I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling Infesting in your
kids ears and nesting Testing "Attention Please" Feel the tension soon
as someone mentions me Here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free A nuisance, who
sent, you sent for me?
(Chorus
2x)
Verse
3: A tisk-it a task-it, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this shit
that shit Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked Worse than them little
Limp Bizkit bastards, And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie, You 36 year old
bald headed fag blow me You don't know me, you're too old Let go, it's over,
nobody listens to techno Now lets go, just give me the signal I will be there
with a whole list full of new insults I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol But sometimes the shit just
seems, Everybody only wants to discuss me So this means I'm disgusting, But its
just me I'm just obscene Though I'm not the first king of controversy I am the
worst thing since Elvis Presley, To do Black Music so selfishly And use it to
get myself wealthy (Hey) There's a concept that works 20 million other white
rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty without
me
(Chorus
2x)
Hum
dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la Hum dei la la la, la
la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la
"Kids!"
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11.PAUL ROSENBERG
Em,
it's Paul... Listen, Joel just called me and he said you're in the fuckin back
behind his studio, shooting your gun off in the air like it's a shooting range.
I told you not to fuckin' bring your gun around, like an idiot, outside of your
home. You're gonna get yourself on trouble. Don't bring your gun outside of your
house you can't carry it on you. Leave your fuckin gun at home.
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12.SING FOR THE MOMENT
Verse
1
These ideas are nightmares for white parents, whose worst fear is a child
with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing, it's so scary in a house that allows no
swearing
to see him walking around with his headphones blaring, alone in his own zone,
cold and he don't care
He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about,
his fuckin' dad walkin' out
cuz he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out. If he ever saw him again
he'd probably knock him out
His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back, talkin' black,
brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap, his step-father hit him, so he
socked him back
and broke his nose, his house is a broken home. There's no control, he just
let's his emotions go...
Chorus
C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!)
Sing
for the year (Sing It)
Sing for the laughter
sing for the tear (C'mon!)
Sing
it with me
Just for today
Maybe tomorrow
The good Lord will take you away...
Verse
2 Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas, in the land of the
killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
unholy, only have one homie, only this gun, lonely cuz don't anyone know me
Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a mothafucka
they can be great
or they can degrate, or even worse they can teach hate
It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make, like they worship
us/plus all the stores ship us platinum, now how the fuck did this metamorphosis
happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'; to havin' a fortune, no more
kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you, fans turn on
you, attorneys all want a turn at you
To get they hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind every
time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon. Any dispute won't
hesitate to produce handguns
That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off of
these streets quickly
But all they kids be listenin' to me religiously, so I'm signin' CDs while
police fingerprint me
They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me. If I'm such a
fuckin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense B
t's all political, if my music is literal, and I'm a criminal how the fuck can I
raise a little girl?
I couldn't. I wouldn't be fit to. You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a
fist that hit you!
Chorus
Verse
3 They say music can alter moods and talk to you, well can it load a gun up
for you , and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude, just tell the judge it
was my fault and I'll get sued
See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols and they want to get one
cuz they think the shit's cool
not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers, of course the
shit's affectin' our sales, you ignoramus
But music is reflection of self, we just explain it, and then we get our checks
in the mail. It's fucked up ain't it?
How we can come from practically nothing to being able to have any fuckin'
thing that we wanted
That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing except for a dream,
and a fuckin' rap magazine
who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long, idolize they favorite
rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives, till they sit and
they cry at night wishin' they'd die
Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe. We're nothin' to
you but we're the fuckin' shit in they eyes
that's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold
it, cuz we consider these minutes golden
and maybe they'll admit it when we're gone. Just let our spirits live on,
through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can...
Chorus
X2
13.SUPERMAN
Intro
Oooooh
You high baby?
Yaaahhh
Yah?
Talk to me
You want me to tell you something?
Uh huh
I know what you want to hear
A
Chorus
Cuz, 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, "Ooooh boy you drive me
crazy," Bitch you make me earl...
Verse
1 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, babysit? 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 muthafuckin' 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? Buy you ice?
Bitch if you died, I wouldn't buy you life/What you tryin' to be my new wife?
What you Mariah? Fly through twice
Bridge
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, till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho
B
Chorus Cus 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
Verse
2 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
partying 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
Bridge
A
Chorus/B Chorus
Verse
3 First thing you say, "I'm not fazed, I hang around big stars all
day/I don't see what the big deal is anyways, you're just plain old Marshall to
me"/Oooh yah girl run that game, "Hailie Jade, I love that
name, love that tatoo, what's that say? Rot in pieces? Uh, that's
great"/First off you don't know Marshall, at all so grow partial, that's
ammo for my arsenal, I'll slap you off that barstool/there goes another lawsuit,
leave handprints all across you, good Lordy whoadie, 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 till you can't stand/girl you just blew your chance, don't mean to
ruin your plans
Prechorus
A
Chorus/B Chorus
B
Chorus X2
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14.HAILIE'S SONG
Yo
I can't sing…but I feel like singing. I want to fuckin' sing…cuz I'm
happy…yea…I'm happy. I got my baby back…yo…check it out...
Verse
1 Somedays I sit staring out the window, watchin' this world pass me by
Sometimes I think there's nothin' to live for. I almost break down and cry.
Sometimes I think I'm crazy. I'm crazy, oh so crazy. Why am I here? Am I just
wasting my time
But then I see my baby, suddenly I'm not crazy. It all makes sense when I look
into her eyes
Chorus
Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders. Everyone's leaning on
me
Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's almost over, but then she comes back to
me.
Verse
2 My baby girl keeps getting' older. I watch her grow up with pride. People
make jokes cuz they don't understand me, they just don't see my real side
I act like shit don't phase me, inside it drives me crazy. My insecurities could
eat me alive
But then I see my baby, suddenly I'm not crazy. It all makes sense when I look
in her eyes.
Verse
3 Man, if I could sing, I'd keep singin' this song to my daughter. If I
could hit the notes, I'd blow something as long as my father
to show her how I feel about her. How proud I am that I got her. God, I'm a
daddy, I'm so glad that her mom didn't.
Now you probably get this picture from my public persona that I'ma pistol
packin' drug addict who bags on his mama.
But I wanna to just take this time out to be perfectly honest, cuz there's a lot
of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep inside
of my soul. And just know that I grow colder the older I grow. This boulder on
my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold,
nd this load is like the weight of the world, and I think my neck is breakin'.
Should I just give up or try to live up to these expectations?
Now look, I love my daughter more than life in itself, but I got a wife that's
determined to make my life livin' hell.
But I handle it well, given the circumstances I'm dealt. So many chances, man,
it's too bad - could have had someone else
But the years that I've wasted is nothing to the tears that I've tasted, so
here's what I'm facin'…3 felonies, 6 years of probation.
I've went to jail for this woman, I've been to bat for this woman. I've taken
bats to people's backs, bent over backwards for this woman.
Man, I should have seen it coming. What did I stick my penis up in? Wouldn't
have ripped the pre-nup up if I'da seen what she was fuckin.'
But fuck it, it's over. There's no more reason to cry no more. I got my baby,
baby the only lady that I adore
(Hailie). So sayonara, try tommorra, nice to know ya. Our baby's traveled back
to the arms of her rightful owner.
And suddenly it seems like my shoulder blades have just shifted. It's like the
greatest gift you could get. The weight has been lifted.
Chorus
Outro
Told you I can't sing..Oh well... I tried... Hailie, remember when I said if you
ever need anything, Daddy would be right there? Guess what? Daddy's here, and I
ain't going nowhere, baby. I love you…(kiss)
15.STEVE
BERMAN (SKIT)
(Eminem)
This muthafucka man...
(Berman) It's ridiculous! I can't believe it!! Hold on... Em...
(Eminem) What up?
(Berman) Have a seat…Dre, I'll call you back
(Eminem) What now???
(Berman) I don't even know where to start
(Eminem) Okay...
(Berman) I got the album from upstairs...
(Eminem) And...
(Berman) And this is BY FAR, THE MOST,...
(Gunshot)
Incredible thing... I've ever... heard...
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16.WHEN THE MUSIC STOPS
(Bizarre)
Music….Reality….Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference / But we as
entertainers have a responsibility, to these kids… Psyche
(Eminem)
If I, were to die, murdered in cold blood tommorrow, would you feel sorrow, or
show love, or would it matter?/Could never be the lead-off batter if there ain't
shit for me to feed off, I'm see-saw battlin'/but there's way too much at stake
for me to be fake, there's too much on my plate, I done 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? 'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take
me back/I'll get up 'fore I get down, gun myself in the ground, 'fore I put some
wack shit out/I'm tryin' to smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark,
y'all steady tryin' to drown a shark/ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off, lid
to the can of whip ass, just twist me off/see me leap out, pull a piece out,
fuck shootin', I'm just tryin' to knock his teeth out/fuck with me now bitch,
let's see you freestyle, talk is cheap, motherfucker, if you really feelin'
froggish, leap/yo Slim, you gon' let him get away with that? He tried to play
you, you can't let him skate with that/man I hate this crap, this ain't rap,
this is crazy the way we act, when we confuse hip hop/with real life when the
music stops
(Swifty)
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 ride back at my
enemies' crib with Hennessey, got drunk then I finish him/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 nigga had a grenade to squeeze
tight to awake neighbors for acres/I'll murder you, I gauge have me turn into a
mad man, son of sam bitch, I'm surgical/I'm allergic to dyin', you think not,
you got balls? We can see how large/when the music stops
(Kon
Artis)
I was happy havin' a deal at first, thought money would make me happy, but it
only made my pain worse/It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on
you, dog, and you ain't got nuttin' left but your word and your balls/and you're
stressed from the calls of your new friends, beggin' with their hands out,
checkin' for your record when it's sellin'/ when it ain't that's the end, no
laughs, no friends, no girls, just the gin you drink, till your car spin/you
think DAMN! When you slam into the wall, and you fall out the car and try to
crawl with one arm/I'm bout to lose it all, in a pool of alcohol, if my
funeral's tomorrow, wonder would they even call/when the music stops
(Von)
Let's see how many of your men loyal, when I pull up lookin' for you with a
pistol, sippin' a can of penzoil/I'm revved up, who said what, when lead bust
your head just explode with red stuff, I'm handcuffed/tossed in the paddywagon,
braggin' about how you shouted, like a coward, bullets devoured you, showered
you niggas/If I was you niggas, I'd run while given a chance, understand, I can
enhance the spirit of man/Death itself, it can hurt me, just the thought of
dyin' alone that really irks me/you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap
talk, be smart and stop tryin' to walk how G's walk before we spark/hug the
floor while we playin' tug-of-war with your life, fuck a tour and a mike, I'd
rather fuck a whore with a knife/deliver that shit that coroner's like, you
hype, poppin' shit in broad daylight, nigga you're a gonner at night/when the
music stops
(Proof)
Instigators, turn pits in cages, let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to
razors/y'all don't want war, y'all want talk, in the dark, my dogs all bark like
woof!/Proof nigga I'ma wolf, get your whole roof, caved in like reindeer
hoofs/stomp the booth, shake, the floor tiles loose, the more y'all breath,
shit, the more lose moves/It's Hill Street, this is hardcore blues, put a gun to
rap check in all our dues/nigga, or make the news, betcha all move, when the uzi
pop you better drop, when the music stop
(Bizarre)
Music has changed my life in so many ways, brains confused been fucked since the
fifth grade/LL told me rock the bells, NWA said fuck the police, now I'm in
jail/'93 was strictly R&B, fucked haircut, listenin' to Jodeci/ Michael
Jackson who gonna tell me I ain't Mike? Ass cheeks painted white, fuckin'
Priscilla tonight/Flyin' down Sunset smokin' crack, transvestite in the front,
Eddie Murphy in the back/MOP had grimy and gritty, Marilyn Manson, I died my
hair blue, and grew some titties/Ludacris told me to throw them bows, now I'm in
the hospital with a broken nose and a fractured elbow/voices in my head I'm
goin' in shock, I'm reachin' for the glock, but the music stops...
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17.SAY WHAT YOU SAY
[Dr.
Dre] Huh, so I'm out the game huh? [Eminem] Yo Dre, we ridin? [Dr. Dre] Whatever
[Eminem] Well I'm witchu homie [Dr. Dre] Ok, Let's handle this muhf*cker
[Eminem]
I was born to brew up storms 'n stir up shit Kick up dust, cuss til I slur up
spit Grew up too quickly been through too much shit Corrupt and now they pour it
on like syrup, bitch Thick in gritz, sick and twisted Mr. Buttersworth Dre tole
me to milk this shit for what it's worth Till the cow just tilts and tips 'n
stumbles to earth And if I fumble the verse, keep going First take, I make
mistakes, just keep it No punches, pull no punches, that's weak shit Fake sh*t
if I ever take shit, I eat shit Was it for him? Wouldn't be shit
[Dr.
Dre] Creep wit me, as we take a little trip down Memory Lane Been in longer than
anyone in the game And I ain't got to lie about my age
[Eminem]
But what about Jermaine?
[Dr.
Dre] fuck Jermaine, he don't belong speakin mine or Timbaland's name And don't
think I don't read your little interviews and see what your sayin I'ma giant,
and I ain't gotta move till I'm revoked When I see you, I'ma step on you and not
even know it Ya midget, Mini-Me, with a buncha little Mini-You's Runnin around
your backyard swimming pools Over 80 million records sold And I ain't had to do
it with 10 or 11 year olds
Chorus:
Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you
sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin
with huh huh huh huh?
Cuz
what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin
it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with
huh huh huh huh?
[Eminem]
Second verse, it gets worst It gets no better than this Amatuers drink veteran
piss From a Dixie cup, if you ever mix me up Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre
with a Dupri Will rub it in, every club your in, we'll have you Blackballed and
make sure you never rap a fucken again Dre ain't havin it as long as Im here,
play Devil's Advocate
[Dr.
Dre] If there was some magic shit I could wave Over the indusrty that could save
it when I'm gone And bury to make sure the tradition carries on I would
[Eminem]
If I could only use this power for good I wouldn't, not even if I could
[Dr.
Dre] From the hood and I'm a hornet And I'ma only sting when I'm cornered
[Eminem]
And I'ma only sucker punch or swing without warnin And swing to knock somebody's
fuckin head off Cuz I know, when they get up, I won't get a chance to let off
Another punch, I'm punk-rock, no one's punk Don't give a fuck, white pop, so
much spunk When I was little I knew I would blow up And sell a mil or grow up to
be a tiller Go nuts and be a killer
[Dr.
Dre] And I'm somethin of a phenom One puff of the chron I'm unstoppable, I'm
alive, I'm on top again There's no obstacle that I can't conquer So come along
with us (Come On)
Chorus:
Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you
sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin
with huh huh huh huh?
Cuz
what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin
it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with
huh huh huh huh?
[Dr.
Dre] Now anybody who knows Dre Knows I'm about fast cars and alazey, partyin all
day But I handle my business cuz it's work before play Don't look for trouble
but I serve you gourmet However you want it, you could have it your way You fuck
my night up, I'ma fuck up your day Bullet with your name, sendin it your way
That goes for anyone who walks thru that doorway Cuz this is my space, you
invade it Live to regret it and you die tryin to violate it fuck around and
you'll get anahilated Eyes diliated
[Eminem]
Ha, like my old lady Cuz what you say is what you say Sometimes what you mean is
2 different things Depending on your mood, if it swings, think too many things
Little hit of Dre's weed, I can do anything Catch a contact, then I'm gone and
I'm back I speed write and my loose leaves my lanch pad
[Dr.
Dre] And I can pull any string Don't have to prove anything Catch a contract on
your head You headed West, talk shit about Dre? You better get a vest, then
invest in something To protect your head and neck
[Eminem]
And it's back and forth all day like Red and Meth I joke when I say I'm the best
in the booth But a lot of truth is said injest And if I ever do live to be a
legend I'ma die a sudden death, 5 mics in The Source Ain't holdin' my fuckin
breath But I suffocate for the respect Fore I breath the collect the fuckin
check
Chorus:
Cuz what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you
sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin
with huh huh huh huh?
Cuz
what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever you sayin
it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with
huh huh huh huh?
[Dr.
Dre] Watch your fuckin' mouth
[Timbaland]
Yo this Timbaland, tell him I said suck (*tchka*) my dick
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18.TILL I COLLAPSE
[eminem]
cuz
sometimes you just feel tired
you
feel weak
and
when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up
but
you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
and
just pull that shit out of you
and
get that motivation to not give up
and
not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna fall flat on your face
till
i colapse im spillin these raps
as
long as you feel them til the day that i drop
you'll
never say that im not feelin em
why
am not and then i'll start pinnin em
and
i am not hip hop and i am just not eminem
subliminal
thoughts when imma stop sendin em
women
are caught in webs spinem and hawk venom
adreniline
shot and penesylin could not
get
the illin to stop
a
box a cylin just not real enough
the
criminal cop killin hip hop villin the minimal
swap
to cop millions of pac listeners
your
commin with me feel it or not your gonna fear
like
i souljah the spirit a god lives in us
you
hear it a lot lyrics that shock is it a miracle or am i jus product of pop
listen up
for
shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up you blizzles forgot slizzle does
not give a fuck
[Nate
Dog] till the roof comes off
till
the lights go out
till
my leg give out
can't
shut my mouth
till
the smoke clears out
am
i my high wear out
imma
rip this shit till my bone collapse
repeat
music
is like magic, theres a certain feelin you get
when
your real and you spit
and
people are feelin your shit
this
is your moment and every single minute you spit
and
try to hold on to it
cuz
you may never get it again
so
while your in it try get as much shit as you can
and
when your run is over just admit when its at its end
i
got a list heres the order of my list and it says its goes reggie , jay-z ,
tupac & biggie Andre from outkast, jada , kurrupt, nas & vimmy
but
in this industry im the cause of a lot of envy
so
when im not put on this list the shit does not offend me
thats
why you see me walk around like nothings botherin me
even
though half you people gotta fuckin problem with me
you
hate it but you no respect to god to gimme the presence wet dream like bobbin
your whitney nate hit me
chorus
soon
as a verse starts i eat it at mc's hearts what is he thinkin he'll have to go
against me smart and its obsered how people hang on every word i'll probably
never get the props i feel i'll ever deserve
but
i'll never be served my spot is 4ever reserved if i ever leave earth
that'll be the death of me first cuz in my heart of hearts i know nothin could
ever be worse
thats
why i'm clever when i put together every verse my thoughts are sparatic i act
like imma addict i rap like im addicted to smack like im kim mathers but i dont
wanna go forth and back in constant battles the fact is i would rather sit back
and bomb some rappers
so
this is like a full blown attack im lauchin at em a track is on some battlin rap
who wants some static cuz i don't really think that the fact that im slim
matters
im
black and platnum status is whack cuz im not the baddest
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19.MY DAD'S GONE CRAZY
Hailie:
Daddy what are you doing?
Eminem
and Hailie: Okay then! Everybody listen up!
Eminem:
I'm goin' to hell! Who's comin' with me???!?
Hailie:
Somebody please help him! I think my dad's gone crazy...
Verse
1
There's no mountain I can't climb, there's no tower too high, no plane that
I can't learn how to fly/what do I gotta do to get through to you, to show you
there ain't nothin' I can't take this chainsaw to?/Fuckin' brains, brawn and
brass balls, I cut'em off, and got'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar inside
of a hall/ with my framed autographed sunglasses with Elton John's name on my
GLAAD wall, I'm out the closet, I've been lyin' my ass off/All this time me and
Dre been fuckin' with hats off (Suck it, Marshall). So tell Laura and her
husband to back off/ before I push this muthafuckin' button and blast off and
launch one at these Russians and that's all/blow every fuckin' thing except
Afghanistan on the map off. When will it stop? When will I knock the crap
off?/Hailie, tell 'em baby,( My Dad's Lost It!!)
Chorus
There's really nothin' else to say, I... I can't explain it/I think my dad's
gone crazy / A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell 'em baby/I think my
dad's gone crazy / There's nothin' you could do or say that could ever change
me/I think my dad's gone crazy/There's no one on earth that can save me, not
even Hailie/I think my dad's gone crazy
Verse
2
It's like my mother always told me, rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana
rana rana and codeine and/ goddammit you little muthafucker if you ain't got
nuthin' nice to say then don't say nuthin'/…..uh, fuck that shit bitch eat a
muthafuckin' dick, chew on a prick and lick/a million muthafuckin' cocks per
second, I'd rather put out a muthafuckin' gospel record/I'd rather be a pussy
whipped bitch, eat pussy, and have pussy lips glued to my face with a clit ring
in my nose then quit bringin' my flows/ quit givin' me my ammo. Can't you see
why I'm so mean? If y'all leave me alone this wouldn't be my M.O./I wouldn't
have to go, eenee, meenee, meini, 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...
Chorus
Verse
3
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time, can make
you dry your eyes with the same rhyme/see what you're seein' is a genius at
work, which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first/cus when
I speak, it's tongue-in-cheek, I'd yank 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 everytime I sung/like R. Kelly as soon as
"Bump and Grind" comes on. More pain inside of my brain than the eyes
of a little girl/ inside of a plane aimed at the World Trade, standin' on
Ronnie's grave, screamin' at the sky, till clouds gather, it's Clyde Mathers and
Bonnie Jade/and that's pretty much the gist of it, the parents are pissed but
the kids love it. 9 millimeter heater stashed in 2 seaters with meat cleavers/I
don't blame you, I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither...
Chorus
Hailie:
Crazy
Ha Ha Ha
You're Funny Daddy!
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20.CURTAINS CLOSE
(Eminem)
Is this thing on?
Where'd everybody go?
Guess who's back?
Back again….
Ken is back, tell some…men
Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my back….
Eh….Wait…..Hello?
Eh…..Goodnight
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