Eminem – You Wanna Be Me

Eminem – You Wanna Be Me

Uhh, oooooooooooooh baby, baby
Keep it thug, and keep yo’ heat, na nah nah nah nah

[Nas]
Now slowly, thinkin of all the things that oppose me
I think of kings who died and rappers out to dethrone me
For they crown they head is cut off, bodies is laid
Dead in the street, it’s so fuckin pitiful
First they love you, could be the bitch that even live with you (hoe)
Mad at your riches, now she switched, turned miserable
Cause she wanna dress like Bonnie, Robin and Crystal do
But Crystal’s single, Bonnie’s broke and her niggaz too (ha)
I can do bad by myself; went from rags to wealth
From Jags to Bentleys to, plenty ass bitches
Can’t keep they hands to theyself no more
I’m like, Hugh Hefner, you lesser, you just a

[Nakarat]
Wanna be me, you can’t you faggot, you bitch
You coward, you clown, you just wanna be down
So you – wanna be me, you bitch, you phony
You clone me, you wanna be son, I’m the one and only
But you – wanna be me, you suckers, you weak
You flunkies, you fake, you couldn’t come close on my worst day
But you – wanna be me, I burn you and learn you a lesson
Concernin this mic profession, turn your direction

[Nas]
You can’t be me, not in your wildest fantasy
It’s childish; should I have to resort to violence?
Pay me a half a million, I’ll consult your album
And show you how to stay off my dick
That’s the thing I hate the most, can’t even call you a man
When you gotta call out my name to get you some fans
No talent, you need direction; you a pussy with a yeast infection
You unlucky, I’m your fuckin C-section
Plus I’m the last real nigga alive
Toast glass, Ill Will, the label get high
Realize, how many classics I gave you
Perhaps if you think back you’ll realize that I made you

[Nakarat]

[Nas]
You can’t be me, I’m tryin to walk a straight line
Why they tryin to take mine? I’m past +8 Miles+ of every state line
Eating, alligators and, hummingbird hearts
At the player’s ball, Brianni suits, y’all birds watch
As real millionaire, shit’ll take place
Evil as Hitler’s hate-race people
This is God son, and I’ve come from the God under pure peace
To represent the streets, you’ll see that my plan
is not to destroy your man
But to bring more to mankind and teach
Every MC reach for your pens and papers
Lesson one be creative; what you made of junior?
Cause soon you’ll be a grown man with the mic in your hand
And understand, to battle Nas not in your plan
I’m the last real nigga alive, understand that
And you my offspring, the boss sting
A bulletproof Porsche things, hard for you to understand that
Nas the king, where my bricks, where my band at?
Play me a gangster’s theme, while you entertain me
If I ain’t cryin laughin, to the lions, throw your ass in
What the fuck was you niggaz thinkin?
Guns’ll clutch if I get a inklin that you comin for the kingpin
But I laugh at you cowards, ha ha ha
Take me out, try try try, but you

[Nakarat]

You can’t be me

Eminem – You Don’t Know (ft 50cent,Lloyd Banks)

Eminem – You Don’t Know (ft 50cent,Lloyd Banks)

Albüm Adı : Eminem Presents Re-Up

[Chorus]
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don�t know
We run it
You know but ya acting like ya don�t know
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don�t know
We run it
You know but ya acting like ya don�t know
You know ya acting like ya don�t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don�t know

[50 Cent]
Now homie I say I run it run it cause I�m in control
Hypnotic hennessy a couple shots of patron
I have ya feeling aight, I get ya high as a kite
Party popping shawty says she coming with me tonight
I ent settled the limit, I ent snapping and popping
Even though I�m bopping my head though I�m just standing there watching
I�ma hustler I hustle, you can tell that I�m paid
And I protect what I got, I�m in a house with my blade
Nigga you front you gonna get it, OK now maybe I�ve said it
Cause I want you to trip it, yea I be on that shit hit
You should see when I�m stuntin�, My flash is sposed to be warning
Push the grip see me rollin�, you can tell that I�m holdin�
I�m just doing my thang, you know the units the game
I got my grimey shady with me, you front you�ll havta get me
Off your ass, I�ll pay the lawsuit and laugh
Haha its not a big deal it�s nothing but some cash
Lets Go�

[Chorus]
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don�t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don�t know
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don�t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don�t know

[Eminem]
When me and fif� got together to do this music
The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it
It�s no pretend shit its friendship meaning this is assuming
This ent him it�s just media see the image is images
With the shit its new gimmicks, its jus blood in and blood out
When there�s beef you just gotta know when to butt in and butt out,
If there�s a problem we solve it, we don�t resolve it
It usually just evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved
[ these lyrics found on www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
And we should all get a merit, cause most beef we inherit
And wear it like a badge of honor, pass it around and share it
And let it go to whoever�s holding the most current beef on they�re shoulders
And the soldiers got their back s to the toper
But tonight we ent come in here to beef with nobody
We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari
So it�s Shady, Aftermizath, packin� that ass
You wizass, comizo what kinda bizucko musician is that?

[Chorus]
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don�t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don�t know
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don�t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don�t know

[Cashis]
Pistol play ricochet see where the victim lay
Slumped over bleeding, J.F.K
H.K to ya chest plate cave
I will ride to the death, do you rep that way?
Forever I�ma be a Shady seven four gangsta
Plus I�ll survive everything you got in that chamber
I thrive off of danger, jumping it all beef
You keep talking shit now the squad gone called me

[Lloyd Banks]
Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine
Dapadon cap of Queens, mixed in with Cashis creams
Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see
Telling ent my cup of tea, can�t tell I�ma fucking G?
I�m all automatic when I�m at it, start static and you splattered
Shit shattered, I�ma walking bitch magnet
Spit it how I live it live it always to the limit
And I�m always on my pivot for my digits you dig it?
So what?

[Chorus]
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don�t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don�t know
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don�t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don�t know
Who run it?

Eminem – Yellow Brick Road

Eminem – Yellow Brick Road

[Intro]
What we have to do is deal with it when these idividuals are young enough. If you wish to be
saved, not in a religious sense but not to constitute what this country at times calls if or
which over. We seem to be approaching an age of the gross. We all have this idea that we should
move up from our parents station and each generation should do a little bit better.

[Verse 1- Eminem]
Come on, let’s cut the bullshit enough
Let’s get it started, let’s start addressing this issue and open it up
Let’s take this shit back to bassmint
And we can disscuss statements thats made on this tape
And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love
The music that we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of tryna destroy
Let’s rewind it to 89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin 8 Mile in the border in the hate territory
I’d like to share a story, this is my story and cant no body tell it for me
You will well inform me, I am well aware that I don’t belong here
You’ve made that perfectly clear, I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere
>From Bel-Air shopping center just for stopping in there
>From the black side all the way to the white side
Okay there’s a bright side a day that I might slide
You may call it a past I call it haulin my ass
Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks
Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks
Them good old notorious oh well known tracks

[Chorus x2]
Come on lets go back
Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
I once used to call home sweet home

[Verse 2- Eminem]
I roam the streets so much they call me a drifter
Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitch hike
Just to get picked up to get me a lift to 8 mile and Van Dyke
And steal a god damn bike from somebody’s backyard
And drop it off at the park that was the half way mark
To meet Kim had to walk back to her mama’s them dramas after dark
To sneak me in the house when I’m kicked out my mom’s
Thats about the time I first met Proof when poof he’d carry on the set
Set eyes born in and out some flyers, he was doin some talent shows
At center line, I had told him to stop by and check this out sometime
He looked at me like I’m out my mind shook his head like white boys dont know how to rhyme
I spit out a line and rhymed birthday with first place
And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike
We was on the same shit that Big Daddy Kane shit with compound syllables sound combined
From that day we was down to ride somehow we knew we’d meet again somewhere down the line

[Chorus x2]
Come on lets go back
Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
I once used to call home sweet home

[Verse 3- Eminem]
My first year in 9th grade, can’t forget that day at school
It was cool till your man MC Sham came through
And said that Boom was the brain cuz the clan makes troops
It was rumors but man god damned they flew
Musta been true because man we done banned they shoes
I had the new ones the Cool J, Ice land swayed too
And we just through them in the trash like they yesterday’s news
Guess who came through next, X clam debut
Professor X and glorious exists in a state of red, black, and green
With a key sissies now with this bein a new trend
We don’t fit in crackas is out with Cactus albums
Blackness is in, African symbols and medallions
Represents black power and we ain’t know what it meant
Me and my man Howard and would go to the mall with ‘em
All over our necks like we’re showin ‘em off not knowin at all
We was bein laughed at you ain’t even half black
You ain’t supposed to have that homie let me grab that
And that Flavor Flave clock we gon’ have to snatch that
All I remember is meetin back at Manix’s basement
Sayin how we hate this, our races wit dope the x clan take this
Which reminds me back in 89 me and Kim broke up for the first time
She was tryna two time me and there was this black girl
At our school who thought I was cool cuz I rapped so she was kinda eyein me
And oh the irony guess what her name was ain’t even gon’ say it plus
The same color hair as hers was and blue contacts and a pair of jugs
The bombest god damn girl in our whole school if I could pull it
Not only would I become more popular but I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time
But it backfired I was supposed to dump her but she dumped me for this black guy
And thats the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to the oh foolish pride girl
But I’ve heard people say they heard the tape and it ain’t that bad
But it was I singled out a whole race and for that apologize
I was wrong cuz no matter what color a girl is she still a (bitch?)

[Chorus x2]
Come on lets go back
Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
I once used to call home sweet home

Eminem – Without Me

Eminem – Without Me

“Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks” -> Obie Trice
[Giriş]
Two trailer park girls go round the outside;
round the outside, round the outside
Two trailer park girls go round the outside;
round the outside, round the outside

Guess who’s back
Back again
Shady’s back
Tell a friend
Guess who’s back, guess who’s back, guess who’s back, guess who’s back
guess who’s back, guess who’s back, guess who’s back..

I’ve created a monster, cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
They want Shady, I’m chopped liver (huh?)
Well if you want Shady, this is what I’ll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor
Some vodka that’ll jump start my heart quicker
than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
by the doctor when I’m not co-operating
When I’m rockin the table while he’s operatin (hey!!)
You waited this long, now stop debating
Cause I’m back, I’m on the rag and ovu-lating
I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney
but your husband’s heart problem’s complicating
So the FCC won’t let me be
or let me be me, so let me see
They try to shut me down on MTV
But it feels so empty, without me
So, come on and dip, rum on your lips
Fuck that, cum on your lips, and some on your tits
And get ready, cause this shit’s about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuits, FUCK YOU DEBBIE!

[Nakarat]

Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without me

I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without me
Little Hellions, kids feelin rebellious
Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis
They start feelin like prisoners helpless
’til someone comes along on a mission and yells BITCH!!!

A visionary, vision of scary
Could start a revolution, pollutin the airwaves
A rebel, so just let me revel and bask
in the fact that I got everyone kissin my ass {*smak*}
And it’s a disaster, such a castastrophe
for you to see so damn much of my ass; you asked for me?
Well I’m back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
{*bzzt*} Fix your damn antenna tune it in and then I’m gonna
enter in, in the front of your skin like a splinter
The center of attention, back for the winter
I’m interesting, the best thing since wrestling
Investing in your kid’s ears and nesting
{*bzzt*} Testing, attention please
Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me
Here’s my ten cents, my two cents is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?

[Nakarat]

A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with
anybody who’s talkin this shit, that shit
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked
worse than them little Limp Bizket bastards
And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie
You thirty-six year old baldheaded fag, blow me
You don’t know me, you’re too old, let go
It’s over, nobody listen to techno
Now let’s go, just gimme the signal
I’ll be there with a whole list full of new insults
I been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol {*knife slices*}
But sometimes the shit just seems
everybody only wants to discuss me
So this must mean I’m dis-gus-ting
But it’s just me, I’m just obscene
No I’m not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
to do black music so selfishly
and used it to get myself wealthy
(Hey!!) There’s a concept that works
Twenty million other white rappers emerge
But no matter how many fish in the sea
It’ll be so empty, without me

[Nakarat]

leh leh leh leh leh
leh leh leh leh leh
leh leh leh leh leh
leh leh leh leh
Kids!

Eminem – Who Knew

Eminem – Who Knew

“Who Knew”

I never knew I..
I never knew I..
Mic check one-two
I never knew I..
Who woulda knew?
I never knew I..
Who’da known?
I never knew I..
Fuck would’ve thought
I never knew I..
Motherfucker comes out
I never knew I..
and sells a couple of million records
I never knew I..
And these motherfuckers hit the ceiling
I never knew I..

[Eminem]
I don’t do black music, I don’t do white music
I make fight music, for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires screech*}
I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!)
Shit, you probably think I’m in your tape deck now
I’m in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight jump out
put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh – you want me to watch my mouth, how?
Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around?
Look – I’ll burn your fuckin house down, circle around
and hit the hydrant, so you can’t put your burning furniture out
(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I’m sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked?
[*ewwww*] Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up
Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor
Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid’s amusement
(The kids!) But don’t blame me when lil’ Eric jumps off of the terrace
You shoulda been watchin him – apparently you ain’t parents

[Chorus: Eminem]

Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I’d effect this kid
I never knew I’d, get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I’d, get him to hit this bitch
I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I’d effect this kid
I never knew I’d, get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I’d, get him to hit this bitch

[Eminem]
So who’s bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?)
I couldn’t sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London
And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie
where he’s shootin all sorts of these motherfuckers with a uzi
I sees three little kids, up in the front row,
screamin “Go,” with their 17-year-old Uncle
I’m like, “Guidance – ain’t they got the same moms and dads
who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?”
And told me that my tape taught ‘em to swear
What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old daughter to wear?
(Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn’t know any cuss words
when his bus driver’s screamin at him, fuckin him up worse
(“Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!”)
And fuck was the first word I ever learned
up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!)
So read up, about how I used to get beat up
peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3 months
My life’s like kinda what my wife’s like (what?)
Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every night, Ike
So how much easier would life be
if 19 million motherfuckers grew to be just like me?

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
I never knew I.. knew I’d..
have a new house or a new car
A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are
I don’t got that bad of a mouth, do I?
Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?)
Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves
Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!)
How many retards’ll listen to me
and run up in the school shootin when they’re pissed at a
teach-er, her, him, is it you is it them?
“Wasn’t me, Slim Shady said to do it again!”
Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen?
Man I’m just as fucked up as you woulda been
if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought
Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought
that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just said it – I ain’t know if you’d do it or not

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
How the fuck was I supposed to know?

Eminem – White America

Eminem – White America

Albüm Adı : The Eminem Show

America
hahaha
We love you

How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours?
The stripes and the stars for the rights of men who have died for the protect?
The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedem of speech the United States Government has sworn to uphold

Yo, I want everyone to listen to the words of this song

Or so we’re told…

I never woulda dreamed in a million years id see
so many mutha fuckin people who feel like me
Who share the same views
And the same exact beliefs
Its like a fuckin army marchin in back of me
So many lives i touched
So much anger aimed at no perticular direction
Just sprays and sprays
Straight through your radio wavs
It plays and plays
Till it stays stuck in your head
For days and days
who woulda thought standin in this mirror
Bleachin my hair wit some Peroxide
Reachin for a T shirt to wear
That i would catipult to the fore-front of rap like this
How can i predict my words
And have an impact like this
I musta struck a chord wit somebody up in the office
Cuz congress keeps tellin me
I aint causin nuttin but problems
And now they sayin im in trouble wit the government
Im lovin it
I shovelled shit all my life
And now im dumpin it on

[Nakarat]
WHITE AMERICA
I could be one of ur kids
WHITE AMERICA
Little erik looks just like this
WHITE AMERICA
Erica loves my shit
I got to TRL
Look how many hugs i get

Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like urself
If they were brown
Shady knew shady sits on the shelf
But Shadys cute
Shady knew Shady’s dimples would help
Make ladies swoon baby
(ooo baby)
Look at myself!
Lets do the math
If i was black i woulda sold half
I aint have to graduate
From Lincoln High School to know that
But i can rap so fuck school
Im 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 lables wanted to sign me
Almost gave up, i was like “Fuck it”
Until i met Dre
The only one who looked past
Gave me a chance
And i lit a fire up under his ass
Helped him get back to the top
Every fan black that i got
Was probly his
In exchange for every white fan that he’s got
Like damn we just swapped
Sittin back look at this shit wow
Im like “Does this skin work for my benifit now?”

[Nakarat]

See the problem is i speak to suberban kids
Who otherwise
Woulda never knew these words exist
These moms probly woulda never gave 2 squirts of piss
Till i created so much mutha fuckin turbulence
Straight out the tube right into ya livin rooms i came
And kids Flipped
When they found out i was produced by Dre
Thats all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
And they connected wit me too cuz i looked like them
Thats why they put my lyrics up under this microscope
Searchin wit a fine toothed comb
Its like this rope waitin to choke
Tightenin around my throat
Watchin me while i write this like “I dont like this, NO!”
All i hear is
Lyrics lyrics constant controversy
Sponsors workin round the clock
To try to stop my concerts early
Surely hip hop is never a problem
In Harlem only In Boston
After it bothered ya fathers
of daughters startin to blossom
Now im catchin the flack from these activists
When they raggin
Actin like im the 1st rapper to smack a bitch and say faggot
Shit
Just look at me like im ya closest pal
A poster child
the mutha fuckin spokesman now!

[Nakarat]

So to the parents of America
I am the damager aimed at little Erica
To attack her character
The ring leader of the circus of worthless pawns
Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress
And piss on the lawns of the whitehouse
To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker
To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hipocracy
Fuck you Ms Cheeney
Fuck you Tipper Gore
Fuck you with the free-este of space this divided state of embarrasment will allow me to have
Fuck You

hahaha! im just playin america, you know i love you

Eminem – When The Music Stops

Eminem – When The Music Stops

[Bizzare]
Music, reality, sometimes
it’s hard to tell the difference
But we as entertainers have a
responsibility to these kids
sike

[Eminem]
If I were to die murdered
in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show love
Or would it matter
Can never be the
lead-off batter of things
Shit for me to feed off
I’m see-saw battlin
But theres way too much
at stake for me to be fake
There’s too much on my plate
And I came way too far in
this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fuck you take me for?
a joke? you smokin crack?
Before I do that,
I beg Mariah to take me back
I get up ‘for i get down,
run myself in the ground,
‘for I put some wack shit out
I’m tryin-a smack this one out
the park, five-thousand mark
Ya’ll steady tryin to drown the shark
Ain’t gonna do nothin but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass,
just twist me off
See me leap out, pull the piece out,
fuck shootin i’m just trying
to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch,
let’s see you freestyle
Talk is cheap,
motherfucker if you’re
really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, you gonna let him
get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can’t
let him skate with that
Man I hate this crap, this ain’t rap,
This is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with
real life when the music stops

[Swift]
There ain’t no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you woulda tried
The only way I’m leavin
this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back
at my enemy’s crib with hennesy,
Got drunk then I finished he
I’m every nigga’s favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most
dangerous nigga with beef
I spark willingly with a dillinger
in the dark dilligently
I’m not what you think
I appear to be fucked up
Mentally endangered
I can’t stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigger had a grenade
to squeeze tight to awake
neighbors for acres
I murder you
Danger had me turned into a mad man,
son of sam, bitch, I’m surgical
I’l allergic to dyin, you think not?
you got balls? We can see how large
When the music stops

[Kon Artist]
I was happy having a deal at first,
Thought money would
make me happy but
It only made my pain worst,
It hurts when u see ur friends
turn their back on u dawg
When u ain’t got nothing left
but ur word and ur balls
N ur stress full of cause
Of ur new friends they beggin
with their hands out
Checking for ur record when its selling
When it aint, that’s the end, no laughs
No friends no girl
Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then
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

[Kuniva]
Let’s see how many
of your men loyal,
When i pull up looking for you,
With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil
I’m revved up, who said
what would lead bust
ur head would just explode
With red stuff i’m hand cuffed
tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how u shot
it like a coward, bullets devour
you showered you
Niggars, if i was u niggas,
i’ll run while given the chance
Understand i can enchance
the spirit of man
Death itself, it can’t hurt me,
just the thought of dying
alone that really irks 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 play
tug of war with your life,
fuck the tour and the mic
I’ll rather fuck a whore with a knife,
deliver that shit the coroner’s like
You high hype poppin’ shit in broad
day light nigga ur a gonna at night

When The Music Stops

[Proof]
Instigators, turn bitch in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbours
wrist to razors
Ya’ll don’t want war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like woof
Proof nigga I’m a wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in like reindeer hoofs
Stomped the roof shake
the floor tiles loose
The more ya’ll breach,
the more I moves
This hell street,
this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap checking
all our jewels (nigga)
Or make the news
betcha all ya’ll move
When the uzi pop, you better
drop when the music stop

[Bizzare]
Music’s changed my life in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked
since the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the bells
NWA said fuck the police
Now i’m in jail
93 was strictly RNB
Fucked up hair cut
Listen to Jodeci
Michael Jackson,
who go tell me i ain’t Mike
Ass cheeks painted white
Fucking Presilla at night
Flying down sunset smoking crack
Transvestite in the front
Eddie 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

Eminem – When I’m Gone

(Eminem Talking)
Yeah…. it’s my life…. in my own words i guess….

(Verse 1)
Have you ever loved someone so much
You’d give an arm for
Not the expression
No, literally give an arm for
When they know they’re your heart
And you know you were their armor
And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her
But what happens when karma
Turns right around to bite you
And everything you stand for turns on you despite you
What happens when you become the main source of her pain
“Daddy look what i made”
Dad’s got to go catch a plane
“Daddy where’s mommy?”
“I can’t find mommy, where is she?”
“I don’t know, go play, Hailey baby, your Daddy’s busy”
“Daddy’s writin’ a song, the song ain’t gon’ write itself”
“I’ll give you one underdog, and you got to swing by yourself”
Then turn right around in that song, and tell her you love her
And put hands on her mother who’s a splittin’ image of her
That’s Slim Shady
Yeah baby Slim Shady’s crazy
Shady made me
But tonight, Shady’s rock-a-bye-baby, huh…

(Chorus)
And when I’m gone, just carry on
Don’t mourn, rejoice
Everytime you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that, I’m lookin’ down on you smilin’
And i didn’t feel a thang
So baby don’t feel no pain
Just smile back
And when I’m gone, just carry on
Don’t mourn, rejoice
Everytime you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that, I’m lookin’ down on you smilin’
And i didn’t feel a thang
So baby don’t feel no pain
Just smile back…

(Verse 2)
I keep havin’ this dream
I’m pushin’ Hailey on the swings
She keeps screamin’ she don’t want me to sing
“You’re makin’ Mommy cry”
“Why? Why is Mommy cryin’?”
“Baby Daddy ain’t leavin’ no more”
“Daddy you’re lyin’”
“You always say that, you always say this is the last time”
“But you ain’t leavin’ no more, Daddy you’re mine”
She’s pilin’ boxes in front of the door
Tryin’ to block it
“Daddy please, Daddy don’t leave, Daddy, no stop it”
Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket
Its got her picture
“This’ll keep you safe, Daddy take it with ya”
I look up, it’s just me standin’ in the mirror
These fuckin’ walls must be talkin’
Cause man I can hear ‘em
They’re sayin’ you got one more chance to do right
And it’s tonight
Now go out there and show ‘em that you love ‘em ‘fore it’s too late
And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door
It turns to a stage
They’re gone, and the spotlight is on
And I’m singin’

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Sixty thousand people
All jumpin’ out their seat
The curtain closes
They throwin’ roses at my feet
I take a bow
And thank you all for comin’ out
They’re screamin’ so loud
I take one last look at the crowd
I glanced down
I don’t believe what I’m seein’
“Daddy it’s me, help Mommy, her wrists are bleedin’”
“But baby we’re in Sweden”
“How did you get to Sweden?”
“I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren’t leavin’”
“You lied to me Dad, and now you made Mommy sad”
“And i bought you this coin, it says NUMBER ONE DAD”
“That’s all i wanted, i just want to give you this coin”
“I get the point, fine, me and Mommy are goin’”
“But baby wait…”
“It’s too late Dad, you made your choice”
“Now go out there and show ‘em that you love ‘em more than us”
“That’s what they want, they want you Marshall they keep”
“Screamin’ your name, it’s no wonder you can’t go to sleep”
“Just take another pill, yeah i bet you you will”
“You rap about it”
“Yeah, Word, K-K-Keep It Real”
I hear applause, all this time I couldn’t see
How could it be, that the curtain is closin’ on me?
I turn around, find a gun on the ground
Cock it, put it to my brain
Scream “Die Shady” and pop it
The sky darkens, my life flashes
The plane that i was supposed to be on crashes
And burns to ashes
That’s when i wake up
Alarm clocks ringin’
There’s birds singin’
It’s spring and, Hailey’s outside swingin’
I walk right up to Kim and kiss her
Tell her I miss her
Hailey just smiles and winks at her little sister
Almost as if to… say….

(Chorus)

Eminem – Whatever You Want

Eminem – Whatever You Want

Albüm Adı : The Re Up

[Intro: Eminem]
Haha, Swifty McVay!
Mr. Porter, the Kon Artis (ha!)
I told you we wasn’t leavin, c’mon!

[Swifty McVay]
I come from a jungle, with a trunk load of punk hoes (nigga)
Muzzle this animal, fuck with mechanical
Gun totin hazardous cutthroat, canteloupe can split it
And the Pope couldn’t prevent me from shittin on niggaz
Fitted caps get blew back like bad wind, imagine backspinnin
into a casket, it happens when bastards try to act masculine (hoe)
A hell raiser, I smack the skin off your man’s face
so fast it’ll leave acne on my hand when it land (hah!)
Placed in a class where professors came to school with Smith ‘n Wessons
just to teach us a lesson, had that ass hangin up with the flag (yeah)
Parental discretion, I’ll send you a video
with me naked havin a session on my urinal (RESPECT IT! HAH!)
When you kill in the nighttime and claimin yo’ innocence
I’ll be waitin ready to A.K. you and yo’ egg Bene-dick {AHH!}
Usin yo’ balls to play tennis with (hah)
You’ll be in some shit like flies and fuck the witnesses

[Chorus 2X: Swifty McVay]
(MOTHERFUCK!) Niggaz that doubt and thought we wasn’t killin shit
(WHAT!) Whatever you want, we providin it diligently
(PUMP!) Double barrel wherever we go willingly
(DUMPIN!) On opposition in the streets or industry

[Kon Artis a.k.a. Mr. Porter]
You was born I was hatched, but you came out deformed
I have nuts of a horse, and you ain’t got no balls
Come runnin with tec-9’s whenever niggaz would call
Bang-bang-bang, bang-bang, shoot up classway halls
I don’t give a FUCK, who you call to come
You came with thirty niggaz, I only came with one
That just goes to show you how much scrap a nigga got in me
You gone off Henny, that liquid courage drivin you into these
situations you in, don’t get that “Purple Pills” shit confused
with us bein cool up here singin “My Band”
I’m sure you see these little kids cryin over me man
They’ll do anything for a fuckin autograph
So say that shit loud enough out of the fuckin crowd and
I’ll show you the meanin of die-hard fans
Saddam Hussein who sews, who radical act
A mechanical bomb attached to my pelvis
That’s what I mean by get, back; I mean get, back
Or find your head detached from that Mitchell & Ness
So find your spinal cord, uh-uh-oh I digress
I guess I’m just too fresh, to finish that line
Denaun’s ain’t next

[Chorus]

Eminem – Welcome To Detroit (feat. Trick Trick)

Eminem – Welcome To Detroit (feat. Trick Trick)

[Hook- Eminem]
Where’s my gangstas and all my thugs?
Throw them hands up and show some some love and uhh
Welcome to Detroit City
I said welcome to Detroit City
Every place everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That’s whats good man they all say Tricky

[Verse 1- Eminem]
Click click boom, just as soon as we hit the room
You can hear ‘em holla Goon Squad in this bitch
Let me hear you holla Good Squad in this bitch
Let me hear you holla Runyon Ave. in this bitch
So who am I gonna call on when I ain’t got them boys with me
And the situation gets a little sticky
I’ma dial 911 like a mufuckin’ punk, fuck that, bla bla
I’ma call that rude boi from Detroit Trick Trick
Quick come pick me up, bring them guns
Come to the club, meet me out front
There’s some chump up in this bitch
Poppin’ some junk cause he’s drunk
And we may have to fuck his ass up
Cause uh somethin’ smells a lil fishy
And I don’t like the way his boys keep lookin’ at me
So homie come get me, Chedda boys what up though I see you
Rock Bottom, yea I see you, all my Detroit people
Where you at man, let me see them hands in the sky
Detroit mufuckas till we die

[Hook- Eminem]
Where’s my gangstas and all my thugs?
Throw them hands up and show some some love and uhh
Welcome to Detroit City
I said welcome to Detroit City
Every place everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That’s whats good man they all say Tricky

[Verse 2- Trick Trick]
Homie it’s been a long time comin’ and I’m straight with that
Marshall done called me to 54 and laced the track
This the beat, you hear it bangin’, he produced it himself
My bad, almost forgot to introduce myself
My name is Trick Trick, head of the Goon Squad
And gangsta been bangin’ the underground since ‘95, we’re banginElected to be the villain and certified a menace
Holdin’ it down since I paroled up outta prison
You heard about me, you just didn’t know it was me
All the treacherous, evil deeds of the D you never see
Pickin’ that kid up in the game, I just wasn’t chasin’ the fame
I been chasin’ the paper product and givin’ lames the pain
Accusations of violence you know you done heard of that
A quarter of a million dollars for beatin’ a murder rap
And my boy holdin’ me up, Shady done put it out
Trick Trick and Eminem, Detroit back in the house

[Hook- Eminem]
Where’s my gangstas and all my thugs?
Throw them hands up and show some some love and uhh
Welcome to Detroit City
I said welcome to Detroit City
Every place everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That’s whats good man they all say Tricky

[Verse 3- Trick Trick]
Ayo Em, you ever need one of these weapons come get it
From now on every beef that you get in homie I’m in it
I been ridin’ for this city, from the low to right
I been whippin’ on mothafuckas for the longest time
So its evident, its time for Trick to get it fast
The publicy they ain’t appreciate my criminal past
Authorities tried to stop me but they couldn’t get far
Got a fanbase thats bigger than an average star
I’m satisfied with it bein’ my time to shine
And I freak from the precinct for violent crimes
I ain’t sayin’ the shit that I’m sayin’ so girls can feel me
Only speakin’ on what I know so the world can hear me
So peace to Jimmy and Dre for signin’ my nigga
He reached back to Detroit and grabbed a winner
So the gangstas and thugs, we embrace the love
And beat the hell outta anyone that fucks with us

[Hook- Eminem]
Where’s my gangstas and all my thugs?
Throw them hands up and show some some love and uhh
Welcome to Detroit City
I said welcome to Detroit City
Every place everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That’s whats good man they all say Tricky

[Outro- Trick Trick]
Yeah
Trick Trick
Eminem
Wonder boy
Shady
It’s goin down baby
Ayo Em
I got your back my nigga
Damn right I said my nigga
That’s my nigga
Tricky

Eminem – Welcome 2 Detroit

Eminem – Welcome 2 Detroit

“Welcome 2 Detroit”

[Eminem talking]
Yeah yeah
Tricky
Let’s show ‘em some love
Welcome to Detroit

[Chorus - Eminem]
Where’s my gangstas and all my thugs
Throw them hands up and show some love
And I Welcome you to Detroit City
I said Welcome to Detroit City
Every place, everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That’s what’s good man they all say Tricky

[Verse 1 - Eminem]
Click click boom, just as soon as we hit the room
You can hear ‘em holla Goon Squad in this bitch
Let me hear you holla Goon Squad in this bitch
Let me hear you holla Runyon Ave. in this bitch
So who am I gonna call on when I ain’t got them boys with me
And the situation gets a little sticky
I’ma dial 911 like a motherfuckin’ punk, fuck that, bla bla
I’ma call that rude boy from Detroit, Trick Trick
Quick come pick me up, bring them guns
Come to the club, meet me out front
There’s some chump up in this bitch
Poppin’ some junk cause he’s drunk
And we may have to fuck his ass up
Cause uh, somethin’ smells a lil’ fishy
And I don’t like the way his boys keep lookin’ at me
So homie come get me, Chedda boys what up though I see you
Rock Bottom, yeah I see you, all my Detroit people
Where you at man, let me see them hands in the sky
Detroit motherfuckers ’till we die

[Chorus - Eminem]
Where’s my gangstas and all my thugs
Throw them hands up and show some love
And I Welcome you to Detroit City
I said Welcome to Detroit City
Every place, everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That’s what’s good man they all say Tricky

[Verse 2 - Trick Trick]
Homie it’s been a long time comin’ and I’m straight with that
Marshall call me the fifty ?? and laced the track
This the beat, you hear it bangin’, he produced it himself
My bad, almost forgot to introduce myself
My name is Trick Trick, head of the Goon Squad
And gangsta been bangin’ the underground since ‘95, we’re banginElected to be the villain and certified a menace
Holdin’ it down since I paroled up outta prison
You heard about me, you just didn’t know it was me
All the treacherous, evil deeds of the D you never see
Pickin’ that kid up in the game, I just wasn’t chasin’ the fame
I been chasin’ the paper product and givin’ lames the pain
Accusations of violence you know you done heard of that
A quarter of a million dollars for beatin’ a murder rap
And my boy holdin’ me up, Shady done put it out
Trick Trick and Eminem, Detroit back in the house

[Chorus - Eminem]

[Verse 3 - Trick Trick]
Ayo Em, you ever need one of these weapons come get it
From now on every beef that you get in, homie I’m in it
I been ridin’ for this city, whether wrong or right
I been whippin’ on motherfuckers for the longest time
So it’s evident, it’s time for Trick to get it fast
The public, see they appreciate my criminal past
Authorities tried to stop me but they couldn’t keep up
Got a fan-base that’s bigger then an average star
I’m satisfied with it bein’ my time to shine
And I freak from the precinct for violent crimes
I ain’t sayin’ the shit that I’m sayin’ so girls can fear me
Only speakin’ on what I know so the world can hear me
So peace to Jimmy and Dre for signin’ my nigga
He reached back to Detroit and grabbed a winner
So the gangstas and thugs, we embrace with love
And beat the hell outta anybody that fuck with us

[Chorus - Eminem]

[Outro]
Yeah, Trick Trick
Eminem, Wonder Boy, Shady
It’s goin’ down baby
Ayo Em, I got you back my nigga
Damn right I said my nigga
That’s my nigga
Tricky

Eminem – We’re Back

Eminem – We’re Back

[Eminem:]
Nothing Can Stop And Nothing Can Change
And You Better Just Make New Livin’ Arrangments
If You Think, You The Top And King Of The Castle
You About To Be Thrown Off The Throne And Ripped A New Asshole
All I Hear Is I’m The Best At This And I’m Best At That
But I Don’t Hear My Name, No ?? Brought Up In Rap
And I Don’t Usually Trip Or Damn Get Caught Up In That
But When They Say One Of The Best, I’m Nowhere Thought Up As That
Not Even The Same Leage As Jay-Z, Nas, Pac, Biggie Or Maybe
The Name Me Somewhere Down At The Bottom, Right After Az
Or Say He Ripped That Biggie Verse, Or That Jay-Z
Yo His Verses Were Crazy, On That Renegade Beat
But I Ain’t Never Bought No Whole Cd Of Shady
And All I Hear Is Pop Tunes Come On The Radi-O
And They Play Em 20 Times In A Row Daily
And They Very Well Maybe
The Same Reason They Don’t Say Me
When They Speak On Hip-Hop Legends Which Is Amaze Me
Cause I Thought The Formula Was To Hit Mainstream
And Make It Big Ba Big Big Bay Ba Baby

[Obie Trice:]
So Maybe The Eighties Made Me Crazy
I’ve Been Tryin To Get My Weight Up Since The Ace Slim Shady
Gave Me The Gate Key, Paved The Way
So Lately, My Stakes Get Better Each Day
Replay My Relay Race, When I Was Chasin The Afee At Eighteen
Eight Years Later His Voice In Beijing
No Choice I Chase Cream, So

[Eminem:] Shaaaddyyy, (Stat Quo!) We’re Back!

[Stat Quo:]
This Is What I Eat, Sleep And Breath And Feed My Kids
Would It Fulfill All My Family Needs (C’mon)
I Treat The Mic Like The Block
Fuck With My Rocks, And Squeeze
Critics Expecting Me To Underachieve
I Just Deal With The Hate I Recieve
By Rolling Back My Sleeves
Sure Was A Breeze, I Bring Him Right To His Knees
And Tell Him “Suck My Dick”
I Take A Bow And Leave
With A Sack Full Of Unmarked Cheese
I Find It Hard To Believe
Who To Pull Or Proceed
To Be G’s And Claim They Runnin Shit
Nigga I Run Me
As A Kid, Teacher Said I Had A Mouth On Me
The Same Mouth Got Me The Deal With Dre And E
Folk In The Hood Be Askin, Where I Be
Dogg, I’m Out In Hawaii
Don’t Like It? Drink My Pee
Record Song For The Detox Lp
Feet Don’t Fail He
Niggas Got Me Bent Like Cranberry And Belvee
I’ma Die Wealthy
Boss In The Game, What The Fuck They Gon Tell Me?
A Towns Auntre, Aftermath, Shaady!

[Eminem:] Shaaaddyyy, (Bobby Creek!) We’re Back!

[Bobby Creekwater:]
Y’all Market Y’all Block, They Sent Me To Corner That
Rap Game’s An Old Flame, My Nigga I Want ‘em Back
Like Mic Check,
Pimp For What It’s Worth I Got The Right Net
Sittin’ Here Excited By Some Shit That Aint Right Yet
No Regret, Live By A Code You Don’t Know Bout
Y’all Niggas Won’t Be Certified Till I Show I
Go Out On A Limb With Em Cause I’m Wid Him
Put A Barrel To The Apparel Of You And Some Of Them
Stand A Chance, At The Dance, Without A Bow Tie
Shady Records Re-Introduce You Niggas To Mow-Ti
So High, Of The Light That They Have Given Me
And The Haters Like A Shofurr Because It’s Driven Me
To A View With A Vendetta I Am The Apitomee
I Don’t Give A Fuck About Ya Nigga I’m Just Livin Me
We The Reason For The Season So I’m Breezin Through The Track
Nigga

[Eminem:] Shaaaddyyy, (Cashis!)

[Cashis:]
I Can Prove I’m Here To Do Something You Never Do
From Hand To Hand Coke Sales, From My Revenue
I Aint Been Toa Function, Where I Ain’t Snuck A Weapon Through
Cause My Background Reveals A One Eight Seven Too
To The Block, I’m The Truth
To The Cops, I’m The Proof Of This
And Niggas Still Out There, You Just Gotta Shoot
I Carry Over My Street Ethics, To The Booth
And The Shady Crime Fam, Al Capone In His Youth
The Difference Between Me And You, I Already Done It
And Lived The Street Life, Niggas Run Away From If
You Follow My Life, In A Midwest Blunted
Pitchforks Held High, Four Fifth By The Stomach
You Can Find Me Right Now, On The C.A. Streets
I’m On The Roof, Of The Building, Shooting At Police
Some Of The Homies Feel Opposition Can’t Kill Me
I’m A Walking Obituary, Death Live In Me
I Take Life Through The Pen, By The Way I’ma See
Or Have You Raped In The Pen, Like American Meat
I’m Connected Gettin Weight From Ms 13
With S.K’s, A.R’s And Mini Fourteens
I’m Cashis, The Last Of The Real, With A Strap
On Pro-Sac, D’s And E-Pills, It’s A Rap
Get The Block On Tip, Two For Tens Of Crack
I’m In A Lifetime Contract, Shady’s Back
Nigga

Eminem – We As Americans

Eminem – We As Americans

“We As Americans”

[Eminem singing]

There’s an intruder
in my house
He cut my phone-lines
can’t dial out
I scream for police
but I doubt
They’re gonna hear me
when I shout

[rapping]

A couple of cocktails will send me to jail
there’s a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
there’s a doberman pinscher and a pitbull in the seat
these pigs ‘ll get bit fooling with me
quit fooling with me
Bitch, you’re gonna see
No pistol in the seat
why it always gotta be an issue when you’re me
and which you’re gonna see in the long run
Im’a be the wrong one
you wanna harass with this limo tinted glass
flashin that flash-light on my ass where was you at
last night when them assholes
ran up on my grass
rapper slash actor
kiss the crack on my cracker slashed ass
they took away my right to bear arms
what I’m posed to fight with bear palms?
yeah right
they coming with bombs, I’m comin with flare-guns
We as americans

[Chorus]

We as a Americans
Us as a citizen
Gotta protect ourselves
Look at our shit has been
We better check ourselves
Livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health
Surviving by any means
We as Americans
Us as a citizen
We are samaritans
What do we get us in
We better check ourselves
Look at our shit has been
Take a look where you live
This is America
And we are Americans

Im’a make Vuku bucks
wearin Vuku vests
Drama hanging over my head like a voodoo hex
I could’ve been next to fly over the cuckoo’s nest
but you know who
whith an “S” tatooed to my chest
But I’ve innested
Now I got the Industry pissy
eversince me and Dre split it fifty-fifty on fifty it’s funny
We got a buzz spreading quicker than making paper-airplanes out of a twenty
Fuck money I don’t rap for dead presidents
I’d rather see the president dead
It’s never been said
but I said precedents and the standards
and they can’t stand it
My name should’ve been bastard
the shit should’ve been plastered
on my forehead with a stamp
I should’ve been blasted
I should’ve been had a cap pulled in my ass
but I’m too swift and fast
for that, I’m past it
I’m too old to go and cruise Gratiot
Fuck that shit
I done seen a fastest rap shit
and turning into some pap-pap shit
that quick
snap click
but this time they got fucking auto-ma-tic
(jamaican) and no one gon’ test this mon
Clack

[Chorus]
We as a Americans
Us as a citizen
Gotta protect ourselves
Look at our shit has been
We better check ourselves
Livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health
Surviving by any means
We as Americans
Us as a citizen
We are samaritans
What do we get us in
We better check ourselves
Look at our shit has been
Take a look where you live
This is America
And we are Americans

(SSHHH)
I got a secret if you can keep it between us
I tuck two Nina’s under my jeans either side of my penis
under my Long Johns
under my Sean Johns
when running with the long arm or the long long gone
Im’a do five years no less than that
no questions asked
it might be a good idea to stop right here
and quit while I’m ahead
already in the red
already got a steady infrared meant for my head
A target on my back
bigger problems than that
Bin Laden on my ass
he probly gone send a task
I ain’t gone even ask
they ain’t gone let me pack
they ain’t gone gimme my semi but I got my Whizz at

We as a Americans
Us as a citizen
Gotta protect ourselves
Look at our shit has been
We better check ourselves
Livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health
Surviving by any means
We are Americans
Us as a citizen
We as samaritans
What do we get us in
We better check ourselves
Look at our shit has been
Take a look where you live
This is America
And we are Americans

Eminem – Wasting My Time

Eminem – Wasting My Time

I don’t think you understand
That what you’re doing is not so cool
You think it’s funny to mess with my mind
Don’t you

You know I like you so you just tease me
You give me just enough to hang on enough
When you’re just wasting my time
You’re simply wasting my time
So quit wasting my time

Do you hear me when I say
So let me ask you something
Do you think I’m pretty or don’t you
Do you wanna get with me or not and nowwww

Or are you just wasting my time
You’re simply wasting my time
So quit wasting my time
And what would you’ve got to say
Well things have got to change
Say this just isn’t right
I don’t wanna have to fight
And I think I’d better go
Cause this ain’t working out any more
and I’m sorry, sorry, sorry

Understand
That what you did
Was just not so cool
Baby, you’re just not that cool

Eminem – Wake Up Show Freestyle

Eminem – Wake Up Show Freestyle

[Eminem]
Yo, speed racer, 97′ burgundy Blazer
Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer
I’m on some low ish,
I’m fed up wit the being broke ish
I’m not to joke wit
Bitch, I don’t sell crack, I smoke it
My brains dusted; I’m disgusted at all my habits
Too many asprin tablets and empty medicine cabinets
Loosing battles to wack rappers ’cause I’m always too blunted
Walkin’ up in the cypher smokin’, talkin’ like, “Who want it?”
Thug and crook; every drug in the book I’ve done it
My 9’s at your frame,is that your chain? Run it
Who wants to die of an overdose of excessive flavor?
Aggressive nature got me stickin’ you for your Progressive pager
Spectacular, battle rap manufacturer
Stole your mom’s Acura, wrecked it, then sold it back to her
( Right right right ! ! ! ) (( Ding ! ! ! ))
The doctors you’ll need after our battle are known as psychiatrics
I’ll tell the nurses to hold a bed for you,
and I’ma make sure you come back for it
So barricade your infants, put up some extra fences
A woman beater, wanted for repeated sex offenses ( Ooh )
..Take em’ on long vacation trips
Kidnappin’ em’ and trappin’ em’ in abusive relationships
Mess up your face and lips
Slit your stomach and watch your gut split
Gut you wit that razor that I use to shave my nuts wit ((Laughter))
Mama don’t you cry, your son’s too far gone
I’m so high, I don’t even know what label I’m on
I’m messed up, feelin’ like an over worked plumber
I’m sick of the crap, what’s Dr. Kevorkian’s phone number? ( Ha.. Hot )

Eminem – Under The Influence

Eminem – Under The Influence

(feat. D-12)

[Eminem]
Translation
So you can suck my dick if you don’t like, my shit
Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick – ha ha!
Two pills I pop, ’til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I’m Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
So the rats can’t chew through his last pants
I’m like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning
Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin him
I’m like a fuckin wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin handle
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin
[Swifty] Bitch it’s too late
[Eminem] Cause once you’re hung from the drapes, it’s curtains

[Swifty]
I’m an instigator, .380 slug penetrator
Degradin, creatin murders to kill haters
Accused for every crime known through the equator
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my ‘gators
My weed’ll hit yo’ chest like a double barrel gauge anI’m a black grenade that’ll blow up in yo’ face [*BLAM*]
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose
You never hear me say, “Forgive me”
I’m snatchin every penny – it gotta be that way nigga, face it
That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it
You hidin, I make the president get a facelift
Niggaz just afraid, handin me they bracelets
Chillin in the lab wasted
I’m the type that’ll drink Kahlua and gin – throw up on the mic
Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site
And even at the Million Man March, we gon’ fight

[Chorus: Eminem]

So you can suck my dick if you don’t like, my shit
Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
Cause I don’t give a fuck if you don’t like, my shit
Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick

[Bizarre]
I’m a compulsive liar, settin my preacher on fire
Slashin your tires, flyin down Fenkel and Meyers
Plates expired, soon as I’m hired, I’m fired
Jackin my dick off in a bed of barbed wire
(Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn’t you read the flyer?
Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor
(Aren’t you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I’m retired
Fuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
I’m ripped, I’m on an acid trip
My DJ’s in a coma for lettin the record skip.. [*needle pops*]
Lettin the record skip.. [*needle pops*]
Lettin the record skip.. [*needle pops*] (Damn!)
[*DJ reverses the record and scratches it back on beat*]
I’m fuckin anything when I’m snortin
It’s gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion
[*dog whines*] Some bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed
I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom

[Proof]
Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack
Weed laced with somethin [*gun cocks*] nigga pass that
In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats
At a ‘Stop the Violence’ rally, I blast gats
Be your mom on publishin, get your ASCAP-ped
The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack
Run your motherfuckin pockets, ASAP
I don’t need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq’s
Born loser, half theif and half black
Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at
Bitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked
and found chopped up in a trash bag

[Kuniva]
We stranglin rappers until the point they can’t yell
cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales
Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace
Gruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlums
I grapple your adam’s apple until it crackle
Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, cuz I’m a “Luni”
I got a “Yukmouth” and it’s polluted
I cock it back then shoot it
I love snatchin up players thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers
Brigade barricade to bring the noise
While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys
If I go solo, I’m doin a song with Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, screamin “Kuniva yo yo..”
I leave ya face leakin, run up in church
and smack the preacher while he’s preachin
Take a swing at the deacon

[Kon Artis]
I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight ’til I got caught sellin em shake
I’m ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent
I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent
with the superintendent’s daughter, my brain’s out of order
I’ve been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water
In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von
who got fired from UPS for tryin to send you a bomb
(Special delivery!) I signed to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run
Driveby you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin me none
Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one’s
’til I met your fat mama, now I’m rollin in dough

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Haha.. suck my motherfuckin dick
D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin Dozen
Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands
Bizarre kid
Swifty McVeigh
The Kon Artis
The Kuniva
Dirty Harry
Haha, and Slim Shady..

Eminem – Trapped

Eminem – Trapped

“Trapped”
(feat. Proof of D12)

[Intro-EMINEM]
Big Proof, rest in peace dudey, we love you,
We just wanna keep making you proud, heh…

[PROOF]
My life is trapped in these lines,
Thats why I’m packing these nines,
I got a rap i ain’t diein’,
Thats in the back of my mind,
Got a strap made of iron,
Cant relax on this grind,
Bending over backwards for these slackers
Til I’m snapping my spine,
Natural high…i gotta focus,
On these bogus pochers,
Looking over my shoulder,
Proof get it poppin like show’d a hold up,

[EMINEM]
WE NOTHING BUT SOLDIERS!!!
[PROOF]
SLOW UP!
[EMINEM]
THIS GUN IS LOADED!!!
[PROOF]
ROLL UP!
[EMINEM]
THEY BEEF ‘N WE LEAVING ‘EM COKED UP!!!

[PROOF]
If Em say it i spray it,
If he will it i kill it,
We kilpatrick ‘n ill it,
Yo Detroit, know i can feel it,
Will at this gun on my waiste-line,
At war we don’t waste time,
Blow up magic cant take a punch,
And fifty can take 9, (BLAOW!!),
We got schoolcraft here at the seven-eight and dexter,
I’m up ‘n holla spending dollars ain’t feeling no pressure,
Yes suh’, ya texta’ is bitch…
Bet’chya ya flinch when proof shoot up they crew
And wet ya whole clique…

Eminem – Tonight

Eminem – Tonight

Albüm Adı : Infinite

Women Singing:
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight

Verse 1:
I’m getting mad love, I’m snuggling hugs
Druggling thugs, smuggling drugs, juggling jobs, guzzling jugs
So here’s a toast to federal checks
Hetero sex, unaffordable medical debts, huh
We travel in packs and ravel in facts and gravel in cracks
To find babbling Max, gaffling tracks
I grapple an axe for them baffling acts
The mysterious stab in the backs who dabble in wax
Still in my yard when I sculpted the culprit
The tall shit that will end up with his skull split
Then I buried the hatchet, I carried on my back
Butterfingers is here and it’s necessary to scratch it
Baby all I wanna do is swallow one and two
Smoke a little bit and follow one of you
Back home when the party ends
So tonight I’m dropping naughty hints
To the finest women in the audience

Chorus:
Women Singing:
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (blends in with lyrics)

Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don’t wanna fight, we don’t want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone’s feeling alright
Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don’t wanna fight, we don’t want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone’s feeling alright

Verse 2:
Ayo, biters are like tarantulas, vandealous
Living as scandalous as a television evangelist
But I can handle this, I’m the rhyme biter crime fighter
Caped crusader, taking care of undeserving lime lighters
I think a living never meant for me
Experimentally I found a way to spread interamentally
When I stumbled upon this resolution
By using a special fusion of chemical solution for this resolution
You couldn’t see me with binoculars
I armed like an octopus
Step on stage and you get socked and pushed
Talking that junk like you went black, guarded your back
Come battle me and you get smacked as hard as you act
When I rap I represent it and will never referee in it
Every minute so when I win it you never resent it
I’m forever demented, come up with funk, I’ll never be scented
You got the point when I cleverly said it

Chorus:
Women Singing:
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (blends in with lyrics)

Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don’t wanna fight, we don’t want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone’s feeling alright
Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don’t wanna fight, we don’t want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone’s feeling alright

Verse 3:
Eminem is heading skyward
For those who thought that I would make you bored and treat you like a piece
of plywood
I’ve got miracle lyrical capability all in me
With the agility to escape a killer bee colony
So get your cameras and capture how miraculous
I rap for all you Draculas and showed you all how whack you was
I meant it as a dis, cause you don’t posses the pizzazz as this
I’m hazardous enough already as it is
Without you adding fuel to the fire
I’m cruel to the liar
Who fails to recognize my reign of hell, rule to the sire
Clinical studies show that I’m cynical
There’s no one who’s identical to my fresh and authentic flow
I’m sure the party people can agree
That I’m enchanting, with the romantic
Freaking the vocals so frantically
So throw your hands up in the atmosphere
And let them know the only party that was phat was here, just be like

Chorus:
Women Singing:
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (blends in with lyrics)

Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don’t wanna fight, we don’t want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone’s feeling alright
Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don’t wanna fight, we don’t want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone’s feeling alright

Eminem – Till I Collapse (Remix) (ft. 50 Cent)

Eminem – Till I Collapse (Remix) (ft. 50 Cent)

(50 cent)

GGGGGGGG G-unit

50 Cents, Shady, Aftermath

The dreamteam

We got to get the get well cards

niggas is sick

Feel this

Motion picture shit

[Bölüm 1]

Now don’t think I won’t hit you because I’m popular, I got p 90 rugger to pop at ya, catch you

slipping I’m give you what I got for ya, my clip loaded for 16 shots for ya, ever had a hot gun

on ya waste and blood on your shoe because the nigga went and said the wrong shit to you, homie

you ain’t been threw what I been threw you not like me and I’m not like you.

[Bölüm 2]

I’m like an animal wit it when I spit it’s crazy, got semi-autos to put holes in niggas try to play me,

One shot is not enough you need at least an uzi to move me, after four bottles of don

the kid start to feeling woozy, I write my life you write what you see in gangsta movies, I’m

gangsta to the core nigga you can’t move me, I find my space at the top I got this rap shit

lock, I never heard of you but yo heard of me I murder you, I spit shells at your convertible

lotis you notice I put hollowtips all through your door you not prepared for me the kid is back

50 cents I know you like that yeah i know you like that

(chorus)

till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can’t shit my mouth
till the smoke clears out, and my high wear out
i’ma rip this shit, till my bone collapse.(x2)

(eminem)

Sonnas a verse starts i eat it at an MC’s heart,
what is he thinkin’ how not to go against me smart
and it’s absourd how people hang on every word
i probably never get the props i feel i ever deserve
bu i’ll never be served, my spot is forever reserved
if i ever leave eart, that would be the death of me first
cuz in my heart of hearts i know nothing can ever be worse
that’s why i am clever when i put together every verse
my thoughts are sporadic, i act like i’m an addict
i rap like i’m addicted to smack like i’m kim mathers
but i don’t want to go forth and back in constand battles
the fact is i would rather, sit back and bomb some rappers
so this is like a full blown attack i’m launching at’em
the track is on some battling raps who wants some static
cuz i don’t really think that the fact that i’m slim mathers
A plaque of platinum status is whack if i’m not the baddest

Eminem – Till I Collapse

Eminem – Till I Collapse

(background) yo left, yo left, yo left, right, left
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
try find that inner strength
just pull that sh*t outta you
ang get that motivation to not give up
and not be a quitter no matter how bad you
wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse..

Till i collapse im spillin these raps, long as you feel em
to the day that i drop, you’ll never say that im not killin em
cuz when i am not, then imma stop pinnin em
and i am not hip hop and im just not Eminem
subliminal thoughts when imma stop sendin’ them
women are caught in webs, spin em and hock venom
adrenaline shots of pennacillin could not get the illin’ to stop
amoxacillin is not real enough.
The criminal cop killin’, hip-hop villain
a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listners,
you’re comin’ with me, feel it or not,
you’re gonna fear it like i showed ya the spirit
of God lives in us.
You hear it a lot, lyrics to shock.
Is it a miracle or am i just a product of pop fizzin up?
Fo shizzle my wizzle, this is the plot, listen up..
You bizzles forgot, slizzle does not give a f*ck!

till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, cant shut my mouth
till the smoke clears out, and my high wear out
imma rip this sh*t, till my bones collapse

till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, cant shut my mouth
till the smoke clears out, and my high wear out
imma rip this sh*t, till my bones collapse…

music is like magic
there’s a certain feeling you get
when you real and you spit
and people are feeling your shit
this is your moment
and every single minute you spend
trying to hold on to it
cause you may never get it again
so while you’re in it
try and get as much shit as you can
and when your run is over, just admit when it’s at its end
cuz i’m at the end of my wits with half the sh*t gets in,
i got a list, here’s the order of my list that it’s in
it goes Reggie, Jay-Z, 2pac and Biggie
Andre from outkast, J, Kurupt, Nas, and then me
but in this industry i’m the cause of a lot of envy
so when i’m not put on this list, this sh*t does not offend me
thats why you see me walk around like nothing’s botherin me
even though half you people got a f*cking problem with me
you hate it but you know respect you got to gimme
the press’ wet dream, like bob and your whitney
Nate hit me

till the roof comes off
till the lights go out
till my legs give out
cant shut my mouth
till the smoke clears out
and my high wear out
imma rip this sh*t
till my bone collapse
till the roof comes out
till the lights go out
till my legs give out
cant shut my mouth
till the smoke clears out
and my high wear out
imma rip this sh*t
till my bone collapse

soon as a verse starts i eat at an mc’s heart
what is he thinking? about to go against me smart
and its absurd how people hang on every word
ill probly never get the props i feel i ever deserve
but ill never be served
my spot is forever reserved
if i ever leave earth
that will be the death of me first
cuz in my heart of hearts i know nothing
could ever be worse
thats why im clever when i put together every verse
my thoughts are sparatic
i act like im an addict
i rap like am addicted to smack
like im kim mathers
but i dont wanna go forth and back
at constant battles
the fact is i would rather sit back
and bomb some rappers
so this is like a full blown attack
im launching at ‘em
the track is on some battle
and rats who want some static
cause i dont really think that the fact that i’m slim matters
a plaque in platinum status is whack if im not the baddest

till the roof comes off
till the lights go out
till my legs give out
cant shut my mouth
till the smoke clears out
and my high wear out
imma rip this sh*t
till my bone collapse
till the roof comes off
till the lights go out
till my legs give out
cant shut my mouth
till the smoke clears out
and my high wear out
imma rip this sh*t
till my bone collapse

until the roof, until the roof
the roof comes off, the roof comes off
until my legs, until my legs give out from underneath me
I, i will not fall
i will stand tall
feels like no one can beat me

Eminem – The Way I Am

Eminem – The Way I Am

Albüm Adı : Marshall Mathers

Whatever..
Dre, just let it run
Hey Yo turn the beat up a little bit
Hey Yo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it
Just shut up and listen, Hey Yo

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 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 dont 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 was 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 arguin’(arguin’)
I don’t mean to be mean but that’s all I can be is just me

And I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won’t even play my jam
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don’t know, it’s just the way I am

Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered
with all of this nonsense it’s constant
And, “Oh, it’s his lyrical content -
– the song ‘Guilty Conscience’ has gotten such rotten responses”
And all of this controversy circles me
and it seems like the media immediately
points a finger at me (finger at me)..
So I point one back at ‘em, but not the index or pinkie
or the ring or the thumb, it’s the one you put up
when you don’t give a fuck, when you won’t just put up
with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too
When a dude’s gettin bullied and shoots up his school
and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where it’s at
Middle America, now it’s a tragedy
Now it’s so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty
havin this happenin (this happenin)..
then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way)..
But I’m glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire
to burn and it’s burnin and I have returned

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.

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 but I’m glad

Cuz 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 – The Sauce

Eminem – The Sauce

“The Sauce”

[Eminem talkin']
Its all bad now man, its all bad
But yal done fucked up now
Yeah ha ha, new shit, hey yo
I just want the whole world to know:
That I did not start this, but I will finish it

[Verse]
Comin up it never mattered what color you was
If you could spit then you could spit, thats it, thats what it was
Back when, motherf*ckers was straight back packin
Cypherin, fightin for life in this rap
for the mic to get past and you psyched and you gasped
and you hyped cuz you last and you might whoop some ass
If you lost then you lost shake hands like a man
and you swallowed it, when the unsigned hype column
at The Source was like, the only source of light
When the mics used to mean somethin, a four was like
you were the shit, now its like the least you get
three and a half now just means you a piece of shit
four and a half or five, means you Biggie, Jigga, Nas,
or Benzino I dont think you even realize
you playin with motherf*ckers lives, I done watched Dre
get ****ed on The Chronic, probably cuz I was on it
Now you fucked me outa my mics twice I let it slide
I said I wouldnt hold my f*cken breath to get a five
Sh*t I was right, Ida f*ckin died already tryin
I swear to God I never lie I bet thats why
you let that b*tch give me that bullsh*t review
I sat and took it, I aint look at the sh*t we knew
You’d probly try to f*ck us with Obie and 50 too
F*ck a relationship we through
No more Source with street cred, them days is dead
Dre’s got A-Ks to Dave May’s head
Every issue there’s an eight page Made-Mens spread
Will somebody please tell whoever braids his head
That I am not afraid, hes just a f*ckin waste of lead
on my pencil, for me to write some sh*t this simple
So listen closely, as I break it down and proceed
This old Gs bout to get smoked like rolled weed
You dont know me or my motherf*ckin mother you motherf*ckin punk
Put me on your fuckin cover just to sell your little sell out mag
I aint mad I feel bad, heres an ad, heres a poster of Ray-Ray and his dad
You wanna talk about some sh*t that you dont know about? ya
Lets talk about how your puttin you own son out there
To try to eat off him, cuz you missed your boat
Your never gonna blow b*tch your just too old
No wonder your sore now lordy your bored now
Im pushin thirty your kickin fourty’s door down
B*tch this is war now, and youl never beat me
all you do is cheat me out of QUATABLES but you know
that youl always see me on your TV
Cuz you gotta stay up till three in the mornin
To see your video played once on bet
So he-he-he who has the last laugh?
Aftermath ya so on behalf on our whole staff
kiss our ass-hole cracks we’ll never fold or hold back
Just know that Benzinos wack
no matter how many times I say his name, hell never blow jack
Your better off tryin to bring R-S-O back
Look at your track record thats how far it goes back
Its extortion n Ray own’s a proportion
so half of the staff up there is fresh outta jail from boston
Bullyin and bossin, Dave like a slave they’ve completely brainwashed him
And forced him to stay locked in his own office afraid of the softest
fakest, wannabe gangster in New York
And its pitiful, cuz I would have never said sh*t to you if you’d have kept your mouth shut
B*tch now what? Hit it Clue, spit it Slay
New sh*t, exclusive, yo Lantern, Whoo Kid
You know what to do with this: use it
Im through, this is stupid, I cant believe I stooped to this
bullsh*t to do this…

And who you callin a b*tch? B*tch. You owe me.

Eminem – The Real Slim Shady

Eminem – The Real Slim Shady

May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We’re gonna have a problem here
Y’all act like ya never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam and Tommy just burst in the door
And started whooping her ass worse than before
They first were divorce, throwin’ her over furniture
It’s the return of the…
“Ah, wait, no way, you’re kidding,
he just didn’t say what I think he did, did he?”
And Dr. Dre said…
Nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre’s dead, he’s locked in my basement!
Feminist women love Eminem
“{*Eminem’s vocal turntable*} Slim Shady, I’m sick of him
Look at him, walking around grabbing his you-know-what
Flipping the you-know-who, yeah, but he’s so cute though”
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But the worse is what’s going on in your parents’ bedroom
Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can’t
But it’s cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
“My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips”
And if I’m lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that’s the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman’s clitoris is
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They got the Discovery Channel don’t they?
“We ain’t nothing but mammals”
Well, some of us cannibals
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there’s no reason that a man and another man can’t elope
But if you feel like I feel, I got the anecdote
Win away your panty-hoes, sing the chorus and it goes

1-
I’m Slim Shady, yes I’m the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up?
Please stand up, please stand up

Cuz I’m Slim Shady, yes I’m the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up?
Please stand up, please stand up

Will Smith don’t gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records
Well I do so “Fuck him and fuck you too!”
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can’t even stomach me let alone stand me
“But Slim, what if you win, wouldn’t it be weird?”
Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears
Shit Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daily and Fred Durst
And hear them argue over who she game head to first
You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV
“Yeah, he’s cute, but I think he’s married to Kim, hee-hee”
I should download her audio on MP3 and show the whole world
how you gave Eminem VD
I’m sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there’s a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me; who just don’t give a fuck like me
Who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me
And just might be the next best thing but not quite me!

Repeat 1

I’m like a head trip to listen to cuz I’m only giving you
Things you joke about with your friends inside your living room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it
In front of y’all and I don’t gotta be frost or sugar coated at all
I just get on a mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it
I just shitted better than 90 percent of you rappers out there
Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like valiums
It’s funny cuz at the rate I’m going when I’m 30
I’ll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when I’m jacking off or jerkin’
Said I’m jerkin’ but this whole bag of Viagra isn’t working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King spitting on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming “I don’t give a fuck!”
With his windows down and the system up
So, will the real Shady please stand up?
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta ya mind and outta control
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

Ha ha
Guess there’s a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let’s all stand up

Eminem – The Kiss

Eminem – The Kiss

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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!

Eminem – The Kids

Eminem – The Kids

[Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman)
And everyone should get along..
Okay children quiet down, quiet down
Children I’d like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day
His name is Mr. Shady
Children quiet down please
Brian don’t throw that (SHUT UP!)
Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
While Mr. Kaniff is out with pneumonia (HE’S GOT AIDS!)
Good luck Mr. Shady

[Eminem]
Hi there little boys and girls (FUCK YOU!)
Today we’re gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
But first, I’d like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?)
Say hi Bob! (“Hi Bob”) Bob’s 30 and still lives with his mom
And he don’t got a job, cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot
But his twelve-year old brother looks up to him an awful lot
And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot
And wait in the parkin lot for waitresses off the clock
When it’s late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog
Drag ‘em in the woods and go straight to the chopping blocks (AHH!)
And even if they escaped and they got the cops
The ladies would all be so afraid, they would drop the charge
Til one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it off
But Bob wouldn’t knock it off cause he’s crazy and off his rocker
Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka
You couldn’t even take him to Dre’s to get Bob a “Dr.”
He grabbed Stace’ by the legs as chopped it off her
and dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander
They never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner
And that’s the story of Bob and his marijuana,
And what it might do to you
So see if the squirrels want any – it’s bad for you

[Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)]

See children, drugs are bahhhd (c’mon)
And if you don’t believe me, ask ya dahhhd (ask him man)
And if you don’t believe him, ask ya mom (that’s right)
She’ll tell you how she does ‘em all the time (she will)
So kids say no to drugs (that’s right)
So you don’t act like everyone else does (uh-huh)
Then there’s really nothin else to say (sing along)
Drugs are just bad, mmm’kay?

[Eminem]
My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?
FUCK NO you ain’t seen it, it’s the size of a peanut (Huh?)
Speakin of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?
Ecstasy is the worst drug in the world
If someone ever offers it to you, don’t do it
Kids two hits’ll probably drain all your spinal fluid
And spinal fluid is final, you won’t get it back
So don’t get attached, it’ll attack every bone in your back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he’s bribed by five guys
And peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it
Suddenly, he starts to convulse and his pulse goes into hyperdrive
And his eyes roll back in his skull {*blblblblblb*}
His back starts tah – look like the McDonald’s Arches
He’s on Donald’s carpet, layin horizontal barfin {*BLEH*}
And everyone in the apartment starts laughin at him
“Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!”
Cause they took it too, so they think it’s funny
So they’re laughing at basically nothing except maybe wasting his money
Meanwhile, Zach’s in a coma, the action is over
And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he’s practicin yoga
And that’s the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac
So don’t even feed that to squirrels class, cause it’s bad for you

[Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)]

See children, drugs are bahhhd (that’s right)
And if you don’t believe me, ask ya dahhhd (that’s right)
And if you don’t believe him, ask ya mom (you can)
She’ll tell you how she does ‘em all the time (she will)
So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack)
So you don’t act like everyone else does (that’s right)
And there’s really nothin else to say (but umm)
Drugs are just bad, mmm’kay?

[Eminem]
And last but not least, one of the most humungous
Problems among young people today, is fungus
It grows from cow manure, they pick it out, wipe it off,
Bag it up, and you put it right in your mouth and chew it
Yum yum! Then you start to see some dumb stuff
And everything slows down when you eat some of ‘em..
And sometimes you see things that aren’t there (Like what?)
Like fat woman in G-strings with orange hair
(Mr. Shady what’s a G-string?) It’s yarn Claire
Women stick ‘em up their behinds, go out and wear ‘em (Huh?)
And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms
Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus
Ya tongue gets, all swoll up like a cow’s tongue (How come?)
Cause it comes from a cow’s dung (Gross!!)
See drugs are bad, it’s a common fact
But your mom and dad, know that’s all that I’m good at (Oh!)
But don’t be me, cause if you grow up and you go and O.D.
They’re gonna come for me and I’ma have to grow a goatee
And get a disguise and hide, cause it’ll be my fault
So don’t do drugs, and do exactly as I don’t,
Cause I’m bad for you

[Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)]

See children, drugs are bahhhd (uh-huh)
And if you don’t believe me, ask ya dahhhd (put that down)
And if you don’t believe him, ask ya mom (you can ask)
She’ll tell you how she does ‘em all the time (and she will)
So kids say no to drugs (say no)
So you don’t act like everyone else does (like I do)
And there’s really nothin else to say (that’s right)
Drugs are just bad, mmm’kay?

[Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman)
Come on children, clap along (SHUT UP!)
Sing along children (Suck my motherfuckin dick!)
Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)
So don’t do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin penis!)
So there’ll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!)
(Mushrooms killed Kenny! *fart* Ewww, ahhh!)
(So, fucked up, right now..)

Eminem – Sweet Home Alabama

Eminem – Sweet Home Alabama

Well Jimmy moved in with his mother
Cos he ain’t go no place to go
And now i’m right back in the gutter
With a garbage bag that’s full of clothes

Cause you live at home in a trailer
What the hell you gonna do (yee-hah!)
Cuz i live at home in a trailer
Mom I’m coming home to you

Well my name is Jimmy
He’s name’s Greg Buehl
Me and him and you, – we went to the same school
This ain’t cool… I’m in a rage
He’s tapping my mom and we’re almost the same age
On the microphone i drop bombs
Look at this car… ‘Thanks a lot, Mom!”Here and happy birthday Rabbit! Here’s a brand new car, you can have it. A 1928 Delta…”
This shit won’t even get me to the shelter
And I can’t even stand for mowtown
Cuz i’m back in the 810 now

Cos i live at home in a trailer
Mom i’m coming home to you

Eminem – Superman

Eminem – Superman

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Dina Rea:
Mmmhh

Eminem:
You high baby?

Dina Rea:
Yeahh…

Eminem:
Yeah?

Dina Rea:
hahaha..Talk to me…

Eminem:
You want me to tell you somethin?

Dina Rea:
Uh huh…

Eminem:
I know what you wanna hear… ‘Cuz I know you want me baby I think I want you too…

Dina Rea:
I think I love you baby…

Eminem:
I think I love you too…
I’m here to save you girl,
Come be in shady’s world,
I wanna 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 wanna save you girl,
come be in Shady’s world…

Dina Rea:
oh boy you drive me crazy…

Eminem:
Bitch you make me hurl…

Eminem:
They call me Superman,
Leap tall hoes in a single bound,
I’m single now,
Got no ring on this finger now,
I’ll never let another chick bring me down,
In a relationship, save it bitch, babysit? you make me sick,
Superman aint savin shit, girl you can jump on shady’s dick,
Straight from the hip, cut to the chase,
I’ll tell a mo’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, hit 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, copin shit,
Wouldn’t piss on fire to put you out,
Am I too nice? 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,
Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe…

Chorus:
‘Cuz 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…

Eminem:
Don’t get me wrong,
I love these hoes,
It’s no secret,
Everybody knows,
Can’t we fuck?
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,
*Woman Screaming*
We’ll see how much you’ll be partying then,
You don’t want that,
Neither do I,
I don’t wanna 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?
Never loved 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,
‘Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe…

Eminem & Dina Rae Over Chorus 2x

Eminem:
I know you want me baby,
I think I want you too…

Dina Rea:
I think I love you baby…

Eminem:
I think I love you too,
I’m here to save you girl,
Come be in shady’s world,
I wanna grow together,
Lets 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 wanna save you girl,
Come be in shady’s world…

Dina Rea:
Oh boy you drive me crazy…

Eminem:
Bitch you make me hurl.

Eminem:
First thing you said…

Eminem As Women:
I’m not phazed,
I hang around big stars all day,
I don’t see what the big deal is anyway,
You’re just plain ol’ Marshall to me…

Eminem:
Ooh yeah girl run that game…

Eminem As Women:
Haily Jade…I love that name,
Love that tattoo…what’s that say?
‘rot in pieces’ aww that’s great…

Eminem:
First off you don’t know Marshall,
Add also, don’t grow partial,
That’s ammo for my arsenal,
I’ll snap you off that bar stool,
There goes another lawsuit,
Leave handprints all accross you,
Good lordy-wody you must be blown 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 back hands,
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,
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 hoe…

Eminem & Dina Rae Over Chorus 2x

Eminem:
I know you want me baby,
I think I want you too…

Dina Rea:
I think I love you baby…

Eminem:
I think I love you too,
I’m here to save you girl,
Come be in Shady’s world,
I wanna grow together,
Lets 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 wanna save you girl,
Come be in shady’s world…

Dina Rea:
Oh boy you drive me crazy…

Eminem:
Bitch you make me hurl.

Chorus 2x B&W Dina Rea Singing:

Eminem – Stimulate

Eminem – Stimulate

“Stimulate”

Psst… hey, listen!
Lalalalala! I love my job. Whoo! Makes me feel like Superman!
Can you fly? I can. Wanna see?

[Chorus]
I’m only entertaining you
My goal is to stimulate, making you high
And take you and I
To a place you can’t see
But I believe you can fly
I don’t mean nobody harm, I’m just partying
I’m not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just a man who’s on the mic
So let me entertain you…

[Eminem]
My lyrical content is constantly under fire
No wonder why I constantly bomb back
To combat attacks with constant concepts
When lyrics are constantly took outta context
Failure to communicate with congress has
Been a problem for the longest, I guess
But maybe one day we can make some progress
Food for thought – see how long it takes to digest
Feeling good when I should be ashamed
Sh*t, I really should’ve fell but I stood
See I came like a flame in the night
Like a ghost in the dark; there’s a ray, there’s a light
There’s a hope, there’s a spark
But when planets collide they’ll never see eye to eye
Until they decide to set their differences aside
And this is why only one of us will survive
So children follow my lead and feel the vibe, cause

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
My music can be slightly amusing
You shouldn’t take lyrics so serious, it might be confusing
Just trying to seperate the truth from entertainment
It’s stupid, ain’t it? I get sick of trying to explain it
See I could sit and argue with you but it goes beyond
Just being a snot, pointy-nosed bleach-blond
Cause I came here to uplift; let your woes be gone,
Tell ‘em to get fu*ked and just mosie on
Constantly moving, constantly using the constitution
As a form of restitution
Bless the children, nothing less than brilliant
Let me entertain you like Robbie Williams
I’ll be here when y’all are gone, rebuilding,
World revolving, still evolving, still Slim
How many kids’ll copy? Probably millions,
But I’ma do this as a fu*king hobby till then, cause

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
My lyrical content contains subject matter
That sucks up all these fu*ked up young kids
At an alarming rate; common denominate
Add it up and you’ll see just why I dominate
I try to stimulate but kids emulate,
And mimmick every move you make – “Slim, you great!”
But wait, can’t you see I’m only here to entertain?
I gotta be the one to go against the grain
Cause man, I see it, feel it, live it, but it’s inhumane
For me to see you be influenced but pretend you ain’t
But they don’t understand that I’ve been through pain
If you get to know me I could be a friend you gain
But you can’t just stand there and try to judge
It hurts but you’re jealousy probably tears you up inside as much
And it’s such a pleasure, every button that I touch
I treasure every glutton that I punish in my lust, but

[Chorus]

Eminem – Still Don’t Give A Fuck

Eminem – Still Don’t Give A Fuck

[Eminem]
A lot of people ask me.. am I afraid of death..
Hell yeah I’m afraid of death
I don’t want to die yet
A lot of people think.. that I worship the devil..
that I do all types of.. retarded shit
Look, I can’t change the way I think
And I can’t change the way I am
But if I offended you? Good
Cause I still don’t give a fuck

I’m zonin off of one joint, stoppin a limo
Hopped in the window, shoppin a demo at gunpoint
A lyricist without a clue, what year is this?
Fuck a needle, here’s a sword, bodypierce with this
Livin amuk, never givin a fuck
Gimme the keys I’m drunk, and I’ve never driven a truck
But I smoke dope in a cab
I’ll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab
Come back the next week and re-open your scab (YEAH!)
A killer instinct runs in the blood
Emptyin full clips and buryin guns in the mud
I’ve calmed down now — I was heavy once into drugs
I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz
My brain’s gone, my soul’s worn and my spirit is torn
The rest of my body’s still bein operated on
I’m ducked the fuck down while I’m writin this rhyme
Cause I’m probably gonna get struck with lightnin this time

[Chorus:]

For all the weed that I’ve smoked – yo this blunt’s for you
To all the people I’ve offended – yeah fuck you too!
To all the friends I used to have – yo I miss my past
But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS
For all the drugs that I’ve done – yo I’m still gon’ do
To all the people I’ve offended – yeah fuck you too!
For everytime I reminisce – yo I miss my past
But I still don’t give a fuck, y’all can KISS MY ASS

[Eminem]
I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you
And cut you so fast when your blood spilled it was still blue
I’ll hang you til you dangle and chain you with both ankles
And pull you apart from both angles
I wanna crush your skull til your brains leaks out of your veins
And bust open like broken water mains
So tell Saddam not to bother with makin another bomb
Cause I’m crushin the whole world in my palm
Got your girl on my arm and I’m armed with a firearm
So big my entire arm is a giant firebomb
Buy your mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron-on
And the pants to match (“Here momma try em on”)
I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectives,
a brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxatives
(Shittin on rappers) Causin hospital accidents
God help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch it
Spend a million a track and went over my budget (Ohh shit!)
Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt?
I can’t rap anymore – I just murdered the alphabet
Drug sickness got me doin some bugged twitches
I’m withdrawn from crack so bad my blood itches
I don’t rap to get the women – fuck bitches
Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes
Never ran with a click – I’m a posse
Kamikaze, strappin a motherfuckin bomb across me
From the second I was born, my momma lost me
I’m a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy
I don’t know why the fuck I’m here in the first place
My worst day on this earth was my first birthday
Retarded? What did that nurse say? Brain damage?
Fuck, I was born during the earthquake

[Chorus]

Eminem – Stan

Eminem – Stan

Chorus: Dido

My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can’t see at all
And even if I could it’ll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it’s not so bad,
it’s not so bad..

1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background
2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after “thunder” noise

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain’t callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got ‘em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ‘em
but anyways; fuck it, what’s been up? Man how’s your daughter?
My girlfriend’s pregnant too, I’m bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I’ma call her?
I’ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I’m sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn’t want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I’m your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

{Chorus: Dido}

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, you still ain’t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain’t mad – I just think it’s FUCKED UP you don’t answer fans
If you didn’t wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn’t have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That’s my little brother man, he’s only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, “No.”
That’s pretty shitty man – you’re like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain’t that mad though, I just don’t like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver – you said if I’d write you
you would write back – see I’m just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you’re saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put ‘em on
cause I don’t really got shit else so that shit helps when I’m depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It’s like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend’s jealous cause I talk about you 24&7
But she don’t know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don’t know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I’ll be the biggest fan you’ll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan — P.S.
We should be together too

{Chorus: Dido}

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Mister-I’m-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this’ll be the last package I ever send your ass
It’s been six months and still no word – I don’t deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on ‘em perfect
So this is my cassette I’m sending you, I hope you hear it
I’m in the car right now, I’m doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, “In the Air of the Night”
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn’t, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That’s kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it’s too late – I’m on a 1000 downers now, I’m drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can’t sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can’t sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can’t BREATHE without me
See Slim; {*screaming*} 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?
{*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*}
.. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}

{Chorus: Dido}

[Eminem]
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!

Eminem – Square Dance

Eminem – Square Dance

Albüm Adı : The Eminem Show

People! . . . .
It feels so good to be back!
Ladies and gentleman
Introducing the new and
Improved you know who

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 causin 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
Cannabitch, don’t want no beef with slim, NOO!
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 seance to seance.
aw-a–aw-ch-a-aw’

So come on now
Lets all get on now
Doh si doh now
We gon’ have a good ol’ time
Dont be scerrrd (scared),
cuz therrr (there) ain’t nuttin’ to werrr (worry) ’bout
Let your hair down
Square dance with me!

Let your hair down to the track,
Yeh, kick on back(BOO!)
The boogie-monster of rap, yeh, the man’s back!
With a plan to ambush this bush administration
Mush the senates face in and push this generation
Of kids to stand and fight for the right to say somethin’
You might not like
This white hot light that im 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
Doh-si-soh oh! yo! ho! hello there!
Oh yeh! don’t think i won’t go there
Go to BEIRUT (the capital of LEBANON )and do a show there
Yeh you laugh til your motherfuckin’ ass gets drafted
When you’re at band camp thinkin’ the crap cant 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’ 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 18
You’re on a plane now eatin’ their food and their baked beans
I’m 28, 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 2 days late, the date’s today
Hang me!

So come on now
Lets all get on now
Doh si doh now
We gon’ have a good ol’ time
Dont be scerrrd (scared),
cuz therrr (there) ain’t nuttin’ to werrr (worry) ’bout
Let your hair down
Square dance with me!

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
Physcotic hypnotic product
I got the antibotic
Ain’t nobody hotter and so on
and yada yada
God I talk alot of cum-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 whats gotten into me?
Drugs, rock and hennesey, 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 fucking 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 pass bluffing, pass the K-Y
Lets get ready for some intense serious ass fucking

So come on now
Lets all get on
Doh si doh now
We gon’ have a good ol’ time
Dont be scerrrd (scared),
cuz therrr (there) ain’t nuttin’ to werrr (worry) ’bout
Let your hair down
Square dance with me!

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 dont want no parts o’ me
Dirty Dozen wants to square dance with you
Yeeeeha!

Eminem – Spend Some Time

Eminem – Spend Some Time

Albüm Adı : Encore

[Eminem]
If there’s any bitches in this room, then there’s something I gotta say
For all the fools who fell for the first girl who comes their way
I’ve been down that road and now I’m back, sittin’ on square one
Tryna pick myself up where I started from

[Obie Trice]
I never woulda thought that I’d see you outta control
Even though my penis was deep down in your hole
You should know between us we was like mates to soul
Nothing could intervene us, especially no hoes
You was more or so the chalant type, I chose
To more shows, haunted you nights I suppose
That’s how it go, with time spent, emotion grows
In the beginning, friends we decided to roll
So who’s responsible when you get excited, explode
And Obie’s grinning, then you invite that Obie’s cold
But bitches the gon’ talk, niggas they gon’ hate
We established this way before we became mates
So whats required is that you chill with all that fire
Get your desire when I retire

[Chorus]
Spend some time with me, say that you’ll be mine
I never thought I’d find someone to be mine
Lord knows I was right cuz you just crossed the line
Spend some time with me, say that you’ll be mine

[Eminem]
I used to say I never met a girl like you before
Still ain’t got a fuckin’ clue as to who you truly are
Almost went as far as introducing you to my daughters
Till you went as far as goin’ and snoopin’ through my drawers
Now I just feel stupid for the loop that you threw me for
Can’t believe I almost flew the coop for some stupid whore
You used to say all you wanted was for me to be yours
All I ever wanted from you was a few booty calls
If you recall I used to treat you as a groupie broad
When we fucked I refused to even take my jewelry off
But it threw me off the first time I called and you blew me off
It was a shock, it struck me as odd but it turned me on
You started getting moody on me, pretty soon we’d argue
And the ruder you got, the more beautiful you got to me
And who woulda even knew that who woulda even thought possibly
Cupid could shoot another one of them God damn darts at me
It’s true that I got shot in the heart
But when someone seems too good to be true, they usually are
But see, when you’re in it it’s too hard to see
Till you pull up and see some other dude’s car parked and reach

Up under the seat as your heart starts to beat
Before you make a decision that’s life altering
And just as you halt and you turn and you start to leave
You hear them words echoing, almost haunting, that taunting ring

[Chorus]

[Stat Quo]
In most cases, Stat’s attitude is fuck-a-bitch
My only motive is to get head and fuck a bitch
But you was different, thought we shared a covenant
Even held your hand in public, we sufferin’ because of this
Shorty on some whole ‘notha other shit
Tryna play sick thinkin’ i’mma trick off rick
I’ll admit, I was caught in the mix, down to commit
Feed you the best of me, I shoulda fed you piss
We started off closer than close
But who coulda predicted to know, your triflin’ ways woulda stopped our growth
And the final result, back in that same boat
I ask myself, do I love these hoes? NO!

[50 cent]
Em introduced us, “50 this is Tanya, Tanya this is 50″
Then slid off and left her to kick it with me
I complimented her, I said you have very nice lips
With my imagination, I could see her suckin’ my dick
We played the phone game, a week later, shit changed fast
Had her comin’ over in a cab to give me some ass
Downtown Manhattan on the balcony, stare at the skyline
Penthouse full of imported shit, you know how I grind
She got to talkin’, talkin’ like an opportunist too
Why talk when suckin’ my dick is the real career move?
Said she’s an inspiring actress, she do videos for practice
Yeah, yeah, know how many times I done heard that shit?

[Chorus]

Eminem – Soldie

Eminem – Soldie

I’m a soldier
I’m a soldier
Da da da da da
I’m a soldier
I’m a soldier
Yo

Verse #1
Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns
Never was a gangster, ’til I graduated to one
And got the rap of a villian, for weapon consealinTook the image of a thug kept shit appealing
willin to stick out my neck for respect if it meant life or death
Never lived to regret what I said
When your me, people just wanna see if its true
If it’s you, what you say in your raps is what you do
So they feel, it’s part of ya obligation to forefill
When they see you on the streets face to face are you for real?
The confrontation ain’t no conversation if you feel
Your in violation, any hesitation’ll get you killed
If you feel it, kill it, if you can conceal it, reveal it
Being reasonable will leave you full of bullets
Pull it, squeeze it, ’til 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 wont 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 wont 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 pissing you off, it get’s me off
Like my lawyers, when the fucking judge lets me off
All you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off
I’m violating. All the motherfucking bet’s be off
I’m a lit fuse, anything I do bitch is news
Pistol whipping mother fucker bouncer 6′2″
Who needs bullets? As soon as I pull it
You sweat bullets an excellent method to get rid of the next bully
It’s actually better, cause instead of you murdering
You can hurt ‘em then come back again and kick dirt in them
It’s like pouring salt in your wounds, assault and get sued,
You can smell the lawsuits as soon as I waltz in the room
Everybody’s hearts just stop, they call the cops
All you see is bitches coming out their halter tops
Running and ducking at the Hot Rock’s parking lot
You’ll all get shot, whether its your fault or not

Chorus

Verse #3
I spit it slow so these kids know that I’m talking 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 rocking to it
You mother fuckers could never do it like I can do it
Don’t even try, you’ll look stupid, do not pursue it
Don’t ever in your life trying to knock the truest
I spill the illicit shit ever, could drive me to it
So ticcy toc, listen as the sound ticks on the clock
Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on the cock
Listen to the sound of me spilling my heart through this pen
Mother fuckers know that I’ll never be Marshall again
Full of controversy, until I retire my jersey
‘Til the fire inside dies and expires at 30
And Lord have mercy on anymore of these rappers that verse me
And put a curse on authorities, in the face of diversity

Chorus

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

Eminem – Sinister Tech

Eminem – Sinister Tech

[1st Verse]

You’re the one nigga
Who’s a dumb nigga
And a bum nigga
You’re a slum nigga
Better run nigga
When I come nigga
With a gun nigga
You’re a bitch
Buck you
Never trust you
Never loved you
Never was you
Imma touch you
Imma bust you
Imma crush you
Mother fuck you
That’s my nigga Aaron Yates
Style lee lee killa Norman Bates
Holla at me like I’m ollie gates
Imma put the milli to your face
The nerve of ya yellin you’re a murderer
But ain’t nobody ever heard of a
Killa killa doing damage off up in suburbia
Sinister rhyme minister
TECH N9NE be the menace (yes, yes)
Diminish ya finish with the dementia
I’m the grimmest.
I done told y’all I was cominBetter start runninOr bust like a cannon
Cause Imma leave hella destruction
Mental breakdown and famine
I would advise you
Not to slide through
Cause I will oblige you
With a rhyme flow
That will demise you
How can I bow down
To a broke rapper with a foul sound?
How can I flow rounds
With an MC that can’t chow down?
Where would you be
If you did’nt copy off me lil’ boy?
This type of shit that I enjoy
I sum you up with
Bitch flows, punk foes
Sluts hoes, case closed

[Chorus]

If you ain’t got shit to fuck with this
Take that dead shit on
And if you’re bitch in the club with ass on me
I’m gonna take that home.
By the sinister TECH N9NE
By the sinister, by the sinister
By the sinister, TECH N9NE
Vill-on y’all know me by the
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmmmmm.
Everybody say KC’s in the house what

[2nd Verse]

Bounce, rock, skate or fight, shoot, hate
We so chilly they call us abominable
Everybody know we phenomenal
Get ya’ money, get ya’ women
If you’re getting nothing
Your living is comical
Simon bar sinister
Climbing star finisher
Swine and lard vinegar
Rhyming hard blimisher
Realistic Heathenistic
Killer with a vengence
Breathing this shit
Your whole facad’s punkish,
I’ll make you kneel before Zod
Biblical hits, flippable kickable spits
Niggas with critical lyricals
Never no mythical shit
Step into the evil fickle abyss
Wiggle in pittifulness
Swivel this and get pistol whipped
It’s been along ride
Tecca Nina just won’t die ei ei ei eiya
Better feel it when I drill it (trick)
Real is when I kill it (Mitch)
Hit it hit it
Never ever tell a millimeter killer
Quit it, Bitch!

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse]

Off the hook, stalking in clubs
Tossing em’ walkin’ in blood
Barking that rogue dog shit
Dirty devils better hold yaw lips
Nina ripping, ill beast flows
Yeah we know it will reach gold
Platinum, feel these flows
Comin’ off of kill creek road
Say my name five times
TECH, TECH, TECH, TECH N9NE
I will appear in your mirror
Thru your chest ripping out your spine
Hungry like an Ethiopian
Living off the blood in your veins
Alias Donny Kevorkian
Never were you ready for the pain
What do ya get
When you cross TECH
With a hard ass track?
Innovative, twisted
Psycho, thugged out
What do ya get
With Rock, Will, Phlaque and Dynomack?
Nitwits, misfits, sick shit, Nnutt Howze
What do ya get
When you cross tech with a fine bitch in the club?
KY, bou lou, motel, sextime.
What do you call a rappin’ ass
Rogue dog villain pretty mother fucker?
Donny Quest, Azmo, Sinister TECH N9NE

[Chorus]

Eminem – Sing For The Moment

Eminem – Sing For The Moment

These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He’s a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin’ dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he’d prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he’s mad so he’s talkin’ back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There’s no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on…
Nakarat:
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner’s mind is a sanctum
Only you’re unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don’t anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin’ on corners and porches just rappin’
To havin’ a fortune, no more kissin’ ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney’s all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen’n to me religiously
So i’m signing CD’s while police fingerprint me
They’re for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i’m such a fuckin’ menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It’s all political, if my music is literal and i’m a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn’t. i wouldn’t be fit to
You’re full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i’ll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit’s cool
Not knowin’ we’re really just protectin’ ourselves
We’re entertainers, of course this shit’s affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It’s fucked up ain’t it, how we can come from practically nothin’
To bein’ able to have any fuckin’ thing that we wanted
It’s why we sing for these kids that don’t have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who’s ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We’re nothing to you, but we’re the fuckin’ shit in their eyes
That’s why we seize the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, ‘cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they’ll admit it when we’re gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can

Nakarat

Eminem – Shake That Ass (feat. Nate Dogg)

Eminem – Shake That Ass (feat. Nate Dogg)

[Intro - Eminem ]

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

[Verse 1 - Eminem]

Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fucked up
Hit the strip club don’t forget ones 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
Showin I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated
I was revibed as soon as this Bitch gyrated
And hips and licked them lips and that was it
I had to get Nate Dogg here to sing some shit

[Verse 2 - Nate Dogg]

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 believe
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 ‘em drop
If I ain’t got a weapon I’ma pick up a rock
And when I bust yo ass I’m gonna 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 by
Look real close cause strobe lights lie

[Verse 3 - Nate Dogg]

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 everyday she be givin it up

[Chorus - Nate Dogg]

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

[Verse 4 - Eminem]

I’m a menace, a dentist, an oral hygienist
Open your mouth for about four or five minutes
Take a little bit of this fluoride rinse
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

[Verse 5 - Nate Dogg]

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’ slut
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 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

[Bridge - Eminem]

Now I 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 how you like it from behind

[Chorus - Nate Dogg]

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 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 everyday she be givin it up

[Outro - Eminem]

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

[Eminem makes noises]

I ain’t leavin’ without you bitch

Coming home with me

And my boy, and his boy, and his boy, and his gurl

haha, Nate Dogg

Eminem – Shake That (ft. Nate Dogg)

Eminem – Shake That (ft. Nate Dogg)

[intro - eminem ]

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

[verse 1 - eminem]

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

[verse 2 - nate dogg]

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 believe
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

[verse 3 - nate dogg]

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

[chorus - nate dogg]

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

[verse 4 - eminem]

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

[verse 5 - nate dogg]

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 ??
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

[bridge - eminem]

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

[chorus - nate dogg]

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

[outro - eminem]

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

[eminem makes noises]

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

[deep breathing]

Eminem – Shady Narcotics(intro)

Eminem – Shady Narcotics(intro)

Albüm Adı : The Re-Up

Yeah!
God damn!
Feels like a long time don’t it?
Did you miss us?
We missed you!

Shady Narcotics
It’s the Re up!
Pussies

And we’re back
Myself [gunshot]
D12 [gunshot]
50 cent [gunshot]
Obie Trice [gunshot]
Stat Quo [gunshot]

And I would also like to introduce. . .
The two newest members of the family
One goes by the name of Bobby Creek [gunshot]
The other goes by the name of Ca$his [gunshot], from orange county

Eminem – Scary Movies

Eminem – Scary Movies

Albüm Adı : Eminem Is Back

[Em] Yo, Slim Shady!
[R5] Yo, Royce 5-9
[Em] Y’all wanna make a movie?
[R5] What..
[Em] We got the film right here

[Royce]
What?
Yeah I’m one of them pretty rappers
Buck if I really hafta, I really slap ya
King of Detroit who they namin the city after (what?)
Scandalous partners, whose grammar hammers the hard shit
Into your heart with, content, yo who wanna start with
Experts, Bad and Evil is comin soon
MC’s get stuck, head first back in they mother’s womb
This shit is written, in my eyes I’m the illest MC spittin (what?)
Leavin all of you cats shittin kittens
I gotta diss you, my niggaz be cockin pistols
Shot and split you, fuck splittin the profits with you (what?)
Six percent, of y’all niggaz is just pretend
Clicks with clits, pussy niggaz stink with dicks (what?)
Niggaz act bully, and blast for the fast penny
My auto is fully, plenty of niggaz packin semi
Speak darts; yo you get paid? Rhymin about it is the sweet part
You can’t be street smart with a cheap heart
Five Nine, a street nigga with deep feelin (what?)
I keep illin, my steez willin to keep killin (what?)
Fuck rap, a lot of y’all all is just acts
Trust that – you rhyme all wack on rough tracks
Bust and then we all black when you get bust back at
Fuck that, you get blast at, you get laughed at
And I’ma spit thunder (what?) stick to my guns
Niggaz is finished before they gimmicks, one-hit wonders
What? Big balls, that’s why when I spit, your clique stalls
I’ma pit bull, I’m just dog, I’m just raw (what?)
Split y’all, holla, “It’s on!” Then I diss y’all
All of y’all niggaz get pissed on claimin you pissed off

[Eminem and Royce]
Y’all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?
Rappers comin in with they team and carry toolies
You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me
We hard-hittin, directin and starrin in it
Y’all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?
Rappers comin in with they team and carry toolies
You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me
We hard-hittin, directin and starrin in it

[Eminem]
The one man on the planet that’ll drive off of the Grand Canyon
Hop out of a Grand Am and land in it handstandin
Any man plannin to battle will get snatched out of his clothes
So fast it’ll look like an invisible man standin
I’m headed for Hell, I’d rather be dead or in jail
Bill Clinton, hit this, and you better inhale
Cause any MC that chooses to go against me
Is gettin takin advantage of like Monica Lewinksy (Leave me alone!)
Came home in a frenzy, pushin a ten speed
Screamin to Aunt Peg (AUNT PEG!!!!)
With three spokes stickin out of my pant leg
Fuck a headache, give me a migraine
Damnit I like pain (AHH!)
And you should be anywhere that I might gain
You rap knowin you wack
You act up and I’m throwin you down a flight of steps
Then I’m throwin you back up em
If they don’t like the track, fuck em
The rap struck em harder then gettin hit by a Mack truck
And then backed up on
And any half-assed known rapper to trespass
Better be ready for the second Celebrity Deathmatch (Ding! Ding!)
So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly (Hurry up man!)
I’m sicker than a Tupac dedication to Biggie
I’m free-fallin feet first out of a damn tree
To stampede your chest till you can’t breathe
And when I’m down to my last breath
I’ma climb the Empire State Building and get to the last step
And still laugh half bent

[Eminem and Royce]
Y’all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?
Rappers comin in with they team and carry toolies
You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me
We hard-hittin, directin and starrin in it

[Em] Bad.. the bad..
[R5] Uhh, when the bad meets the bad.. yo..
[Em] The evil
[R5] Take the evil with the evil
[Em] Put em together
[R5] What? Nine-nine
[Em] Two times.. Slim Shady.. Royce the Five Nine

Eminem – Say What You Say

Eminem – Say What You Say

Albüm Adı : The Eminem Show

[Dr. Dre]
oh, so I’m out the game huh?

[Eminem]
Yo Dre, we ridin?

[Dr. Dre]
Whatever

[Eminem]
Well I’m witya homie

[Dr. Dre]
Okay, well let’s handle the small shit

[Eminem]
I was born to brew up storms, stir up shit
Kick up dust, cuss til I slur up spit
Grew up too quick went through too much knew to much shit
Corrupt and I’ma pour it on like syrup, bitch
Thick n rich, 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 a verse, keep going
First take, I make mistakes, just keep it
No punches pull, no punches, that’s weak shit
Fake shit if I ever take shit, I’ll eat shit
Wasn’t for him? Wouldn’t be shit

[Dr. Dre]
Creep with me, as we take a little trip down Memory Lane
Been here 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’m a giant, and I ain’t gotta move till I’m provoked
When I see you, I’ma step on you and not even know it
You midget, mini-me, with a buncha little mini-you’s
Runnin round your backyard swimmin pools
Over 80 million records sold
And I ain’t have to do it with 10 or 11 year olds

[Eminem]
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 Cannabis or Dre with a Dupri
Will rub it in, every club your in, we’ll have you
Black balled and make sure you never rap-a-fuckin-gain
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 buried 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 and 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-pac, so much spunk
When I was little I knew I would blow up
And sell a mill or grow up to be Atilla
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 and on top again
There’s no obstacle that I can’t conquer
So come along with us C’mon

[Eminem]
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 Alize, partyin all day
But I handle my business cuz it’ work before play
Don’t look for trouble but I’ll 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 annihilated
Eyes dialated

[Eminem]
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-leaf’s 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 in jest
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 to collect a fuckin check

[Eminem]
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 my d….
i luv my baby blu

Eminem – Say Goodbye Hollywood

Eminem – Say Goodbye Hollywood

“Say Goodbye Hollywood”

[Chorus]
Sayin’ goodbye, sayin’ goodbye to Hollywood
Sayin’ goodbye, sayin’ goodbye to Hollywood
Sayin’ goodbye, sayin’ goodbye to Hollywood
Sayin’ goodbye, sayin’ goodbye to Hollywood
{Hollywood}, sayin’ goodbye, sayin’ goodbye to Hollywood
{Why do I feel this way}, sayin’ goodbye, sayin’ goodbye to Hollywood
Sayin’ goodbye, sayin’ goodbye to Hollywood
Sayin’ goodbye, sayin’ goodbye to Hollywood

[Verse 1]
I thought I had it all figured out, I did
I thought I was tough enough to stick it out with Kim
But I wasn’t tough enough to juggle two things at once
I found myself layin’ on my knees in cuffs
Which should’ve been a reason enough, for me to get my stuff and just leave
How come I couldn’t see this shit myself, it’s just me
Nobody couldn’t see the shit I felt
Knowin’ damn well she wasn’t gonna be there when I fell, to catch me
The minute shit was heated she just bailed
i’m standin’ here swingin’ on like thirty people by myself
I couldn’t even see the millimetere when it fell
Turned around saw Gary stashin’ the heater in his belt
Saw the bouncers rush him and beat him to the ground
I just sold two million records, I don’t need to go to jail
I’m not about to lose my freedom over no female
I need to slow down
Try to get my feet on solid ground, so for now i’m…

[CHORUS]

[Verse 2]
Bury my face in comic books, cause I don’t want to look
At nothin’, this world’s too much
I’ve swallowed all I could
If I could swallow a bottle of tylenol I would, and end it for good
Just say goodbye to Hollywood
I probably should, these problems are piling all at once
Cause everything that bothers me, I got it bottled up
I think i’m bottomin’ out
But i’m not about to give up, I gotta get up
Thank God, I got a little girl
And I’m a responsible father
So not a lot of good, i’d be to my daughter layin’ in the bottom of the mud
Must be in my blood cause I don’t know how I do it
All I know is I don’t want to follow in the footsteps of my dad
Cause I hate him so bad
The worst fear that I had was growin’ up to be like his fuckin’ ass, man
If you could understand why I am the way that I am
What do I say to my fans, when I tell ‘em i’m…

[CHORUS]

[Verse 3]
I don’t wanna quit, but shit, I feel like this is it
For me to have this much appeal like this is sick
This is not a game, this fame, in real life this is sick
Publicity stunt my ass, conceal my fuckin’ dick
Fuck the guns, i’m done, i’ll never look at gats
If I scrap, i’ll scrap like I ain’t never whooped some ass
I love my fans
But no one ever puts a grasp on the fact i’ve sacrificed everything I have
I never dreamt i’d get to the level that i’m at, this is whack
This is more than I ever could of asked
everywhere I go, a hat, a sweater hood, or mask
What about math, how come I wasn’t ever good at that
It’s like the boy in the bubble, who never could adapt, i’m trapped
If I could go back, I never woulda rapped
I sold my soul to the devil, i’ll never get it back
I just wanna leave this game with level head intact
Imagine goin’ from bein’ a no one to seein’,
everything blow up and all you did was just grow
up emceeing
It’s fuckin’ crazy
Cause all I wanted was to give Hailie the life I never had
But instead I forced us to live alienated, so i’m sayin’…

[CHORUS]

[Outro]
Goodbye, goodbye Hollywood, {Goodbye},
please don’t cry for me, when i’m gone for good, {this shit is not for me},
so goodbye, goodbye Hollywood,
{i’m not a fuckin’ star}, please don’t cry
for me, when I’m gone for good, {i’m goin’ back home}…

Eminem – Role Model

Eminem – Role Model

OK, I’m going to attempt to drown myself
You can try this at home
You can be just like me!

Mic check one two.. we recordin?
I’m cancerous, so when I diss you wouldn’t wanna answer this
If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus
I strangled you to death then I choked you again
Then break your fuckin legs till your bones poke through your skin
You beef wit me, I’ma even the score equally
Take you on Jerry Springer, and beat yer ass legally
I get you blunted off of funny home grown
Cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono
(Ohh no!!) So if I said I never did drugs
That would mean I lie AND get fucked more than the President does
Hillary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a pervert
I ripped her fuckin tonsils out and fed her sherbet (Bitch!)
My nerves hurt, and lately I’m on edge
Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blonde dreads (Fuck you!)
Every girl I ever went out wit is goin lez
Follow me and do exactly what the song says:
smoke weed, take pills, drop outta school, kill people and drink
And jump behind the wheel like it was still legal
I’m dumb enough to walk in a store and steal
So I’m dumb enough to ask for a date with Lauryn Hill
Some people only see that I’m white, ignorin skill
Cause I stand out like a green hat with a orange bill
But I don’t get pissed, y’all don’t even see through the mist
How the fuck can I be white, I don’t even exist
I get a clean shave, bathe, go to a rave
Die from an overdose and dig myself up out of my grave
My middle finger won’t go down, how do I wave?
And this is how I’m supposed to teach kids how to behave?

Now follow me and do exactly what you see
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!
I slap women and eat shrooms then O.D.
Now don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!

Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole
When we heard a knock at the door, must have been Ron GoldJumped behind the door, put the orgy on hold
Killed em both and smeared blood in a white Bronco (we did it!)
My mind won’t work if my spine don’t jerk
I slapped Garth Brooks out of his Rhinestone shirt
I’m not a player just a ill rhyme sayer
That’ll spray an Aerosol can up at the ozone layer (psssssssh)
My rap style’s warped, I’m runnin out the morgue
witcha dead grandmother’s corpse to throw it on your porch
Jumped in a Chickenhawk cartoon wit a cape on
And beat up Foghorn Leghorn with an acorn
I’m bout as normal as Norman Bates, with deformative traits
A premature birth that was four minutes late
Mother.. are you there? I love you
I never meant to hit you over the head with that shovel
Will someone explain to my brain that I just severed
A main vein with a chainsaw and I’m in pain?
I take a breather and sighed; either I’m high, or I’m nuts
Cause if you ain’t tiltin this room, neither am I
So when you see your mom with a thermometer shoved in her ass
Then it probably is obvious I got it on with her
Cause when I drop this solo shit it’s over with
I bought Cage’s tape, opened it, and dubbed over it

I came to the club drunk with a fake ID
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!
I’ve been with 10 women who got HIV
Now don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!
I got genital warts and it burns when I pee
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!
I tie a rope around my penis and jump from a tree
You probably wanna grow up to be just like me!!!

Eminem – Rock Bottom

Eminem – Rock Bottom

“Rock Bottom”

A-yo!
This song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck

[Verse One:]
I feel like I’m walking a tight rope, without a circus net
I’m popping percocets, I’m a nervous wreck
I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check
Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt
Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
Full of venom and rage
Especially when I’m engaged
And my daughter’s down to her last diaper
That’s got my ass hyper
I pray that god answers, maybe I’ll ask nicer
Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders
These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
We’ll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fry’s and average half pinters
While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas
Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
Snakes slither in the grass spineless

[Chorus (x2):]
That’s Rock Bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That’s Rock Bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That’s Rock Bottom
When you feel you have had it up to here
Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

[Verse Two:]
My life is full of empty promises
And broken dreams
I’m hoping things will look up
But there ain’t no job openings
I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished
Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
And I’m sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
And I’m tired of being hired and fired the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play
Cause when we die we know were all going the same way
It’s cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man
Plus a luxury sedan
Too comfortable and roomy in a six
They threw me in the mix
With all these gloomy lunatics
Walk around depressed
And smoke a pound of ses a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I’m too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away

[Chorus]

There’s people that love me and people that hate me
But it’s the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady
I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame
That Means I’ll end up burning in hell scorching in flames
That means I’m stealing your checkbook and forging your name
Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom
I got problems now everybody on my blocks got ‘em
I’m screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot ‘em
Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on ‘em
My daughter’s feet ain’t got no shoes or sock’s on ‘em
And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on ‘em
And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want ‘em?
Cause I never went gold of one song
I’m running up on someone’s lawns with guns drawn

[Chorus]

Eminem – Ricky Ticky Toc

Eminem – Ricky Ticky Toc

“Ricky Ticky Toc”

Once you call my name out things will never be the same….
They should have never let us get off foot in this game…
Ever since I was introduced to rap music
I been missing a screw like Bishop and Juice
I could lose it at any moment
Those who know me know it
So they’re probably told you go with the flow
Just so that I don’t explode
And have another episode where I let it go as far as
The one with Benzino did I’m waiting for that next beef,
I’m cocked, locked and loaded
I’m ready to go so bad I’m going bananas,
My dick’s so hard Anna Nicole could use it to fucking pole vault with
Oh shit, I mean when she was still bloated
Before they cut her stomach open and lipoed it
Anybody I throw flames at gets a name it’s a game
Cause they know that they don’t spit the same
It’s a shame, what people do for 10 minutes of fame
Everyday it’s the same thing,
People in this game try to buddy buddy us
Just to get close enough to study us
Everybody just wants to have something to do with that
They all trying to get that stamp
They after that Shady – Aftermath money
It’s like a monopoly
They probably just now finally understand how to rob fully
50 Cent was like a fucking jackpot for me
And Dre, it’s like we hit the fucking lottery
And a damn slot machine at the same time as each other
Why the fuck you think we ride like we brothers
When we rhyme with each other
In time we discovered that we have more in common
Then we thought with each other
Both robbed of our mothers
Our fathers ain’t want us
What was wrong with us, was it our fault
Cause we started thinking god doesn’t love us
Two odd motherfuckers who just happened to meet at the right time
What a coincidence cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens
I still remember the call up in ??
Big L had just got popped just a month before
If 50 lives he’s getting dropped from Columbia
Two years later me and Doc had to come and, uh, operate
That’s when he popped up a number one
And we ain’t never gonna stop if you wond-ering
Even if I’m under the gun
You ain’t gotta agree all the time with me
Or see eye to eye there’ll always be animosity between you and I
But see the difference is if it is I could give a shit
Still gonna conduct motherfucking business as usual
Ego’s aside, fore I bruise em’ all
Swallow your pride fore I step on it with shoes you call Nike’s
Earth links how do you like these you gotta love them
Look at the bottom of em’ they’re like cleats
Stomping, I been romping since Tim Dogg was hollering
‘Fuck ComptonI was whilin’, free styling back when they was still making Maxell cassettes
I wasn’t even raps Elvis yet
That tells us that any doubts in your head that seals the shit
Ricky-Ticky-Toc-Ticky-Ticky-Toc
Still with the Diggy-Diggy-Doc-Diggy-Diggy-Doc
And you don’t stop

Eminem – Remember Me?

Eminem – Remember Me?

(feat. RBX, Sticky Fingaz)

[*spray can being shook up and sprayed several times*]

[RBX]
Remember me? (“Step in, execution”)
Remember me? (“I have no remorse”)
Remember me? (“I’m ‘High Powered’”)
Remember me? (“I drop bombs like Hiroshima”)

For this one it’s the X, you retarded?
Cause I grab the mic and get DOWN, like Syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses, without boundaries
which qualifies me for the term “universal”
Without no rehearsal, I leak words that’s controversial
Like I’m not, the one you wanna contest, see
cause I’ll hit yo’ ass like the train did that bitch
that got “Banned From TV” — heavyweight hitter
Hit you watch your whole head split up
Loco-is-the-motion, we comin through
Hollow tips is the lead, the .45 threw

[Sticky Fingaz]
Remember me? (“Throw ya gunz in the air!”)
Remember me? (“Slam! Slam!”)
Remember me? (“Nigga ‘Bacdafucup’”)
Remember me? (“Chka-chka-Onyx!”)

Niggaz that take no for an answer, get told no
Yeah I been told no but it was more like, “No, no, no!!!”
Life a bitch that’ll fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
This vet is ahead of,
The shit is all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead-a the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta one metal beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence? NOPE! Never leave a shred-of
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I’m the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
Want beef, nigga? PBBT! You better dead that shit
My name should be “Can’t-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit”
Probably sayin, “He ain’t a killer”, but I’m killin myself
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw, on the kitchen floor
So think what I’ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggaz in my hood who’d do that shit for a blunt or two
What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We glock busters
Til the cops cuff us, we’ll start ruckus and drop blockbusters
Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
I’m gettin wires niggaz wantin me dead, wantin my head
You think it could be somethin I said? {*echoes*}

[Eminem]
Remember me? (“I just don’t give a fuck!”)
Remember me? (“Yeah, fuck you too!”)
Remember me? (“I’m low down and I’m shifty!”)
Remember me? (“I’m Shady!”)

When I go out, I’ma go out shootin
I don’t mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I’m tryin to clear up my fuckin’ image,
so I promised the fuckin critics
I wouldn’t say “fuckin” for six minutes
(*click* Six minutes, Slim Shady, you’re on)
My baby’s mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
I may be wrong, I keep thinkin these crazy thoughts
In my cranium, but I’m stuck with a crazy mom
(“Is she really on as much dope as you say she’s on?”)
Came home, and somebody musta broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats
Sick sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen
With M-16’s and ten clips each
And them shits reach through six kids each
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint’s speech to fix these streets?
FUCK THAT! PBBT! Tou faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
And re-appear in hell with a can of gas, AND a match
Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show ‘em where it’s at
(What the fuck you starin at, nigga?)

Don’t you remember me?!
Remember me?!!
Remember me??!
REMEMBER ME!!!!

Eminem – Rain Man

Eminem – Rain Man

“Rain Man”

[Dre (Em)]
Yeah
(Definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely, definitely K-mart)
Yeah, yeah

[Eminem (Dr. Dre):]
You find me offensive? I find you offensive
For finding me offensive
Hence if I should draw a line on any fences
If so to what extense if
Any, should I go? ‘Cause it’s getting expensive
Being on the other side of the courtroom on the defensive
They say that I cause extensive
Psychological nerve damage to the brain when I go to lengths this,
Far at other people’s expenses
I say your all just too god damn sensitive
It’s censorship
And it’s down right blasphemous
Listen to shit now cause I won’t stand for this
And Chirs-stiff-pher Reeves won’t sit for this neither
And let’s clear this up too I ain’t got no beef with him either
He used to be like a hero to me
I even believe I, had one of those 25 cent stickers on my re–frigerator
Right next to Darth Vader
And Darth must have put a hex on him for later
I feel like it’s my fault cause of the way that
I stuck him up in between him and Lex Luther
I killed Superman, I killed Super–man
And how ironic, that I’d be the bad guy
Kryptonite: The Green Chronic

[Chorus:]
Cause I ain’t got no legs!
Or no brain, nice to meet you
Hi, my name is…
I forgot my name!
My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame
My soul is possessed by this devil my new name is….
Rain Man

Now in the Bible it says
Thou shalt not watch two lesbians in bed,
Have homosexual sex
Unless of course you were given the consent to join in
Then of course, it’s intercourse
And it’s bi-sexual sex
Which isn’t as bad, as long as you show some remorse for your actions
Either before, during or after performing the act of that which
Is normally referred to have such, more commonly known phrases
That are more used by today’s kids
In a more derogatory way but
Who’s to say, what’s fair to say, and what not to say?
Let’s ask Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre? (What up?)
I gotta question if I may? (Yeah)
Is it gay to play Putt-Putt golf with a friend (Yeah)
And watch his butt-butt when he tees off? (Yeah)
But, but! I ain’t done yet
In football the quarterback yells out hutt-hutt
While he reaches in another grown man’s ass
Grabs on his nuts but just what if
It was never meant it was just an accident
But he tripped, fell, slipped and his penis went in
His teeny tiny little round hiney but he didn’t mean it
But his little weenie flinched just a little bit
And I don’t mean to go in into any more details but
What if he pictured it as a females butt?
Is that gay? I just need to clear things up
Till then I’ll just walk around with a manly strut because…

[Chorus]

You find me offensive, I find you offensive
Shit, this is the same verse I just did this
When am I gonna come to my good senses?
Probably the day Bush comes to my defenses
My spider senses telling me Spiderman is nearby
And my plan is to get him next
And open up a whip ass canister
God damn it Dre where is the god damn beat? (Yeah)
Anyway, anyway I don’t know how else to put it
This is the only thing that I’m good at
I am the bad guy, Kryptonite: The Green Chronic
Demonic, yep yep, don’t worry I’m on it
I got it, high five Nick Lachey
Stuck a pen in Jessica’s head and walked away
And she blew around the room like a balloon-a
Grabbed the last can of chicken tuna
Out the trash can and zoom-a
Headed straight back to the Neverland Ranch
With a peanut butter, jelly, chicken, tuna sandwich
And I don’t gotta make no god damn sense
I just did a whole song and I didn’t say shit

[Chorus]
Cause IIIAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHAHAHAAA AAAAAHAHHHHHHHHHH
Yo, Rain Man
Definitely, definitely Dr. Dre super dope beat maker two thousand and
Two thousand four hundred and eighty seven million
Nine hundred and n seventy three thousand four hundred and sixty three
And seventy (Yeah)

Eminem – R.A.K.I.M.

Eminem – R.A.K.I.M.

Ra! (*repeat 7X*)

[Nakarat] x2
R: Rugged and rough that’s how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It’s my crown, my world, my throne

[Verse 1]
Aiyyo when Rakim Allah attack, it’s a wrap y’all relax
The arm in that, you show me where the party’s at
Seminars and tracks, hors, comas, and cardiacs
Broads and cats screaming “Oh my God he’s back”
Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin’
A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns
Chicks get stabbed in the back, till they get spasms
Known to spit a magnum, or split an atom
Who woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto
On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero
And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal
The pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world
Gettin’ bizarre, hardcore, this is for y’all
The crib or the park, play it when you get in the car
Chill at the bar, sip somethin’ or split a cigar
Get with your dogs, don’t be alarmed, this kid is the bomb

[Nakarat]

[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah yo, I used to paint this flow, on ancient scrolls
And learn ta, make this dough, where gangstas roll
Think like the late great Capone when the bank is closed
It’s cats that claim they bold, but they ain’t this cold
I’m from New York City even pretty chicks act up
Niggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up
Put the strap up, you think my name was “Kid back up”
Big niggas (spittin’ noise) pick that up, or lift that up
Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con artists
And convicts, killers and dons
Drug dealers, playas and pimps, smooth talkers
Stick up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods
Haunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf
Close by every spirit, that never made it to birth
Since the Moon separated from Earth
That’s why they say I’m the greatest that ever orchestrated a verse
It’s the

[Nakarat]

[Verse 3]
Ay yo, we toast to that, it’s the cat that broke backs
To a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that
Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack,
That know rap before they turned coke to crack
To my dogs hearin’ sirens on and firearms
Outcome die in wars or behind iron bars
The boulevard, tire frauds when I evolve
Try and rob, my dialogue, I am God
Chicks moan just to get next to my throne
And sniff my cologne and get Ra alone
Sex spot’s at home, I’m testosterone
Caress spots, stress drops, bedrock’s the bone
Hit the floor, it’s hot for 2003
Hit’s galore, who rock a style as wild as me
Rest assure, when I rock dance crowds and scream
Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim it’s the

[Nakarat] – 6X

Eminem – Puke

Eminem – Puke

Albüm Adı : Encore

(Sounds of someone puking)

There I go–thinking of you again

[Chorus]
You don’t know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin’ sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
You must just not know–whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you (i puke)

I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more,
more suitable for this type of song–whoa
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of
Sixteen bars, just ain’t enough to put some ink ta
So fuck it, I’ma start right here i’ll just be brief-a
Bout to rattle off some other reasons
I knew I shouldn’t go and get another tattoo of you
On my arm, but what do I go and do
I go and get another one, now I got two
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Now I’m sittin’ here with your name on my skin
I can’t believe I went and did this stupid shit again
My next girlfriend, now her name’s gotta be Kim
Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every motherfuckin’ thing you ever put us through
Then I wouldn’t be standing here crying over you
Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-hoo

[Chorus]
You don’t know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin’ sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
You must just not know–whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you (i puke)

I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter
That you’d probably just shred up–yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of
How much of a waste it’d be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a
Paper, I’d rather let you see how
Much I fuckin’ hate you in a freestyle
You’re a fuckin’ cokehead slut, I hope you fuckin’ die
I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your fuckin’ guts, you fuckin’ slut–I hope you die
Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie
But please don’t get me wrong, I’m not bitter or mad
It’s not that I still love you, it’s not ’cause I want you back
It’s just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna yak
-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ak
What else can I do, I haven’t got a clue
Now I guess I’ll just move on, I have no choice but to
But every time I think of you, now all I wanna do
Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke

[Chorus]
You don’t know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin’ sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
You must just not know–whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you, I puke

Fuckin’ bitch

- Public Enemy

- Public Enemy

Albüm Adı : Eminem Presents: The Re-Up

[Eminem]
Hello
What up?
Hello? Yo, I can’t, I can’t hear you
Let me call you back

I sense someone’s tapping into my phones, why do
I got this feeling in my bones I might die soon
The FBI might be trying to pull my file soon
I might be walking blindfold into a typhoon
I might be seeing rockets light up the night sky
Right outside the window of my living room
And if they do you can say good night and by-bye to them iTunes
If I don’t try to record as much as I can before I do
The plan is to have as many in the can as I can
As I stand before you in this booth of walking dead man
Blank stair, dead pan, look on my face as I gaze into space
As I wait to be scooped up in that van
As I mysteriously disappear into thin air
And they gonna say a sniper just appeared out of nowhere
And I’ll go down in the history
As the bloodsucking leech who hid behind the freedom of speech
Tried to take the 5th Amendment, use it, twist it and bend it
And ended up dying to fill out the hero’s (???)
The business way to end this, I can feel the tremors tremendous
In remembrance of September 11th
Flash back to September 7th when 2pac was murdered in Vegas
He said it, he predicted his own death, let us never forget it
Should we ever live to regret it
Like that day John F. Kennedy was assassinated in broad day
By the greatest lunatic with a gun
Who just happened to work on the same block in the library book depository
Where the President would go for a little Friday stroll
Shots fired from the grassy knoll
But they don’t know, or do they
Who’s they, for ‘em to say, toucheWe’re all vulnerable and its spook-ay
This is about as kook-ay, as I’ve ever felt now
Count down to nuclear meltdown
7,6,54,321
You can run, you can do what you want to
But you know you ain’t gonna do nothing
When its time, it’s your time
You are the prime target
You have become Public Enemy # 1

Eminem – One Shot 2 Shot

Eminem – One Shot 2 Shot

“One Shot 2 Shot”
(feat. D12)

[Intro]
I told ya’ll mothafuckas I was comin back
What now nigga what now what
You’s the projects nigga

[Chorus- Eminem]
One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music’s off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone’s lickin shots off

[Verse 1- Bizarre]
You bitches is gone I’m dropped in the club
And I’m tryna run and get my mothafuckin gun
(Nigga what about your wife)
Nigga fuck my wife I’m tryna run and save my mothafuckin life
Oh shit, the shooter’s cominBitches, hoes niggas is runnin
People shot all over the floor
And I’m tryna make it to the St. Andrew’s door
Thats the sound of the glock
Even DJ House fucked around and got shot
I done messed around and forgot my tec
I don’t see nobody but Fab Five and Hex

[Verse 2- Kuniva]
(Kuniva you aight)
These niggas is trippin(Where’s Bizarre at?)
I’m tryna slip through the exit and get to where my car is at
Bitches screamin everywhere and niggas is wildinTwo minutes ago we was all jokin and smilin
This chick is clingin onto me sobbin and sighin
Sayin she didn’t mean to diss me earlier and she cryin
But it’s real and it’s on and cats is gettin killed
So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield
And she got hit now she yellin
(Don’t leave me!)
I told her I’d be right back and the dumb bitch believed me
I squeezed through the back door and made my escape
I ran and got my 38 I hope its not to late

[Chorus- Eminem]
One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music’s off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone’s lickin shots off

[Verse 3- Swifty]
(Nigga I been tryna call you all day mothafucka where you at?)
I’m on seven mile what the fuck was that
Damn somebody hit me from the back
(With they car?)
With a gat nigga and my tire is flat
And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes
(Is you hit?)
Iono but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black Mitsubishi
(Shit thats the clique we beefin wit I swear)
Man and I was on my way there
Believe me I’m leavin a carcus today
I’ma park my car and walk the rest of the way
I’m in the mood to strut, my AK ain’t even tuck
I’ma meet you at the club we gon’ fuck these hoes up

[Chorus- Eminem]
One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music’s off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone’s lickin shots off

[Verse 4- Eminem]
I never seen no shit like this is my life before
People are still camped out from the night before
Sleepin outside the door waitin in line
Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform
The fire marshalls no, the venue’s too small
People are wall to wall three thousand and some odd vans
And some cum wad from out the parkin lot
Get into an argument over a parkin spot
He decides to pull his gun out and let’s a few of ‘em off
Missed who he’s aimin for six feet away’s the door
In St. Andrew’s hall not a stray slidin all over the place
Sprays one bitch in the face another one of ‘em came through the wall
Before anyone could even hear the first shot go off
I’m posted up by the bar havin a Mozeltoff
Bullet wizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off
Thank god I’m alive I gotta find Denaun
And where the fuck is Von he usually tucks one on him
Wait a minute I think I just saw Bizarre
Nah I guess not, what the fuck oh my god it was
I never saw him run so fast in my life
Look at him haulin ass I think he left his wife
There she is on the ground bein trampled
I go to grab her up by the damn hand and I can’t pull her
God damn there just went another damn bullet I’m hit
My vest is barely able to handle it, its to thin
If I get hit again I can’t do it, I scoop Dee
Follow Bizarre’s path and ran through it
And made it to the front door and collapsed on the steps
Looked up and I seen Swift shootin it out
But I can’t see who he’s shootin it out with
But Denaun’s right behind him squeezin his four fifth

[Chorus- Eminem]
One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music’s off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone’s lickin shots off

[Verse 5- Kon Artis]
It’s Friday night came to this bitch right
Big ass to my left and Desert Eagle to my right
I ain’t come in this bitch to party I came in this bitch to fight
Although I can’t stay here to fight cuz I’m poppin niggas tonight
Thats right bitches I’m drunk with revenge
Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check when I get in
Swift told me to meet him here so its clear that this fucka
Shoot out the back of his truck goes up in this mothafucka
So one shot for the money two’s to stop the show
Third’s for the bartender there’s plenty of shots to go
(I just wanna know who’s drivin a black Mitsubishi)
He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit a three piece

[Chorus- Eminem]
One shot two shot three shots four shots
All I hear is gunshots this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor music’s off
Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone’s lickin shots off

Eminem – Off The Wall

Eminem – Off The Wall

(feat. Redman)

[Eminem]
No matter what people say
I’m gon keep rappin this way
No matter what you may think
I’m gon keep doin my thing

[Eminem]
I’m almost as famous as fat bald men
Decided to write songs to teach Mouseketeers to sing
I stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty years of bad luck [crash]
Causing terror to Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled in his pants
Gotta have it, I hold Tylenol in his hands
Til it melts in his fuckin palms and dissolves in his glands
[So who is it?] The fool who visit the playground
Wit two biscuits to lay down the school district
Get pistol whipped wit a Mauseburg
Wit a pistol grip and fed pitbulls shit
Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits
If I get too rich, I just get sued

[Redman]
Yo, I leave wit no injure, after I blow four in ya
One handstand on top of yo’ ninja
Crash it, (ERRRR) Doc stir the madness
Til y’all outta work like Tony Atlas
Walkin, cans in the laundry basket
America’s most with the army after us
Fuck flossin, we take what’s yours
A low fifteen like a ace in four
I’m outta work, but Doc laid them off
[shit, the power's out] The tape is off
Yo, you targeted from arsonists
Papermate pens filled wit arsenic
I got hoes that don’t know what Prada is
Doc could shape up, touch your barber miss
Betty you wit a bloody blade
I turn rap camps into Crystal Lake
Fuck bitches face is what I’ma do
Cuz that what white boy Tano do

[Eminem]
So how is everybody doin tonight?
Hope you’re in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight
Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y’all don’t wanna bump to this… Off the Wall!!

[Redman]
Yo, so how is everybody feelin tonight?
Hope you’re in the mood to get rude and ill in a fight
Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don’t wanna bump… Off the Wall!!

[Eminem]
No matter what people say
I’m gon keep rappin this way
No matter what you may think
I’m gon keep doin my thing

[Redman]
Yo, you could buy Jaz spittin’, hospital, son admit it
Rip your lips off, kiss my ass wit it
Slap bitches, got Marshall Maths [printin]
Weed, X, and the acid tabs did it
I was happenin wit no rerun
Doc rob the neuro when the heat come
My barrel hang out the Camaro
Aimed at the nose of them hoes it’s hard to breathe from
Flash the gat, your town, bogardinYo’ wallet, your chain the main target
Beef is like cold engine, don’t start it
Bust in the air and hit a airplane pilot
We clowned you, rap surround sounds around you
From ten speed and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, cock the M & M
Blood flows with 2Pacalypse and them

[Eminem]
It’s like, Funk Doctor meets the punk rocker
Got the drugs stopped inside the lunch box [uhh]
Pop junk like I just got jumped
Popped the trunk and pulled out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, it’s all good, thank God for Vodka
Cuz wit my luck, I’ll probably get shot by a stalker
Probably got a fanatic waitin upstairs in the attic
Wit a automatic callin me up there
My man Stan wit a gat in his hand
Stakin my house out in a tan tinted Sedan
He pull your mouth out til you can’t finish a damn
Ham sandwich, or your can spinach and Spam
Til you gotta sip through a straw, shoplifted a mall
Pictures of me on my mom’s living room wall
Hey ma, maybe I’ll give you a call
Sike you fuckin bitch, suck a dick and two balls
I’m givin you all my job descripWhich is a bitch, bitches the priest offered this
Pop more pills than police officers
Arrive at the scene and pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my balls
But y’all can kiss my ass, pants off and all
Cuz I’m so goddamn off the wall
I might as well as be a painting smashed on the floor

[Redman]
So how is everybody feelin tonight?
Hope you’re in the mood to get rude and ill in a fight
Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don’t wanna bump to this… Off the Wall!

[Eminem]
So how’s everybody doin tonight?
Hope you’re in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight
Cuz uh, we gettin down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y’all don’t wanna bump to this… Off the Wall!

[Eminem]
No matter what people say
I’m gon keep rappin this way
No matter what you may think
I’m gon keep doin my thing
No matter what people say
I’m gon keep doin my thing
No matter… oh

Eminem – No One’s Iller Than Me

Eminem – No One’s Iller Than Me

“No One’s Iller Than Me”
(feat. Swift, Bizarre & Fuzz)

[Bizarre]
Yeah…ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin’ at you
Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha

No one’s iller than me (wha?)
No one, no one is iller than me
No one is iller than me
It’s Mr. Swifty from the 313…

[Swift]
I make rappers wanna turn into singers
I keep hoes lickin’ they fingers
Bring this competition and face this meaninGot your whole crew doing subpeonas
Hell nah you ain’t seen a crew genius
Murder whoever’s between us, pack your heaters
Keep it close, you can’t beat us
While your whole crew treat us like G’s, you best believe this
I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin rejects
While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain’t no secret
That your shit sounds fake, you can’t stop it my mind state
Makes it too late for cops in tryin’ to stop the crime rate
I’m like Two-Face, I’m painful to rappers then you can tell
From these shells, how I gotta bend ‘em like route canals
I erase all trails, somethin’ farther from gettin’ bail
Makes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well
Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin’ trials
Horrified, and keep on frontin’, repentin’ and lose they bowels
Everything is foul when Swift’s around, vacate now
Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?
I’m gonna take this ‘gnac and drink it straight wild
Niggas steady fallin’ in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW!

It’s Swifty from the 313
Like I said no one is iller than me, unnhh!

[Bizarre]
Me and Eminem and Mike
Drivin’ down Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin’ transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin’ my boy Jason
Should be takin’ my medication, it’s 9 to 10 I’m facinLast week this old man I had to blast
Cuz he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn’t realize it was my grandmother ’til I checked her pocketbook
Fuckin’ with the white boys got me back on crack
Better explain where the hell your TVs and VCRs is at
I done lost 100 pounds, I ain’t been eatin’ like I should
This wounded dog in the street is sure lookin’ good!
Rob this little boy in his fuckin’ paper route
Throwin’ bottles at day care centers and yell “EVERYBODY GET OUT”!
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back with a 2-piece
Cuz she found out I was havin’ an affair with her 10-year old niece

No one, no one’s iller than me
It’s Bizarre Kid straight from the 313
No one, no one is iller than me
It’s Bizarre Kid straight from the 313

[Eminem]
Nobody better test me, cuz I don’t wanna get messy
Especially when I step inside this bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, give the crew hugs, guzzle two mugs
Before I do drugs that make me throw up like flu bugs
True thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubs
Whippin’ 40-bottles like the fuckin’ Pepsi clubs
Down a fifth, crack open a six
I’m on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a piss
I’m hollerin’ at these hoes that got boyfriends
Who gives a fuck who they was
I’m always takin’ someone else’s girl like Cool J does
They probably don’t be packin’ anyways, do they Fuzz?
We walked up, stomped they asses and blew they buzz
Mics get sandblasted
Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin’ crib up when I ran past it
Fuckin’ felon, headed to hell in a handbasket
Talkin’ shit will get you, your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran plastic
Get your damn ass kicked, by these fantastic
Furious four motherfuckers
Flashin’ in front of your face without the Grand Masters

Slim Shady, ain’t nobody iller than me

[Fuzz]
I run shit like an ass with legs
Massive lead to leave your cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a casket dead
Drastic spread of acid heads
Come to abort you like a bastard egg
That trash you said got you standin’ on plastic legs
Ask the feds from past the edge
Rockin’ the most classic threads
Flashin’ bread, roll down the window
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get ’til that ass get red
You can get ’til that ass get red
Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him and him
I’ll get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga Eminem
Never writer’s block, I block writers
My block’s tighter, ante up and get your top fighters
Got fired for jumpin’ the counter with a mop stick
Some bitch ran up screamin’ GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got drop kicked, now she screamin’ “Stop it…”
Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and grab this hot shit
Wherever you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter ‘97 crop pick
Sick a-ya’ll niggaz lookin’ at me like I got tits
I shoot a rocket through your optic
You niggaz still don’t know the top pick?
I got bricks, lose my foot in your ass
And have you shittin’ socks bitch!
We rock shit, leave your fuckin’ knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin’ him hot grits
(No one…)

Ain’t nobody iller than me

[Bizzare]
It’s the Mr. Fuzzy from the 313
No one, no one is iller than me
It’s Eminem and Swift from the 313
No one, no one is iller than me
It’s Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313

You have now witnessed 4 ill emcees!
From the home of potholes and trash
We’ll lyrically blast…

Geri dönmek için TIKLAYIN

Geri dönmek için TIKLAYIN
Eminem – No Apologies

Albüm Adı : Eminem Presents: The Re-Up

In my mind I’m a fighter, my hearts a lighter
My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it brighter
But arsenic writer, often with arth-er-itis
Carpel-tunnel, Marshal with start shit-itis
Hard-headed and hot-headed
Bull-headed and pig-headed
Dick-headed a brick, a big headache I’m sick
Quick with it for every lyric spit it
There are 6 critics who wait, for me to slip with it
So quit this dynamite stick, bury the wick
Its gonna ex-plode any minute, someone will tick
Lit it and its not Nelly, do not tell me to stop yelling
When I stop selling ill quit so, stop dwelling
I am not failing, you fuckers are not ready
Cuz I got jelly, like (jizzin?) on your pot belly
This is destiny, yes money
I’m off running, so get off of me
I’m not slowing the softening

No apologies, nah suckers I’m not sorry
You can all sue me; y’all could be the cause of me
No apologies, y’all feeling the force of me
No remorse for me, like there was no recourse (nah) for me
No apologies, not even acknowledging you at all
Till I get a call that God’s coming
No apologies, laugh fuckers, its all funny
I can spit in your face while you’re standing across from me
No apologies

My head hits the pillow, a weeping willow
I can’t sleep, a pain so deep it bellows
But these cellos, help just to keep me mellow
Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows
I’m hunched over emotion just flows over
These cold shoulders are both frozen
You don’t know me
I keep saying it, I can’t stress it enough
So keep playing it, and stand next to the subs
I choke mics like affixation
When I’m strangling my own throat masturbating
Fuck yeah I’m a basket case
And I mastered this rap shit till my ass gets wasted
Till my assassination, till I’m slain cuz of some fags infatuation
.44 Mag’s fascination a taste for disaster and if that’s the case then

No apologies, nah suckers I’m not sorry
You can all sue me; y’all could be the cause of me
No apologies, y’all feeling the force of me
No remorse for me, like there was no recourse (nah) for me
No apologies, not even acknowledging you at all
Till I get a call that God’s coming
No apologies, laugh fuckers it’s all funny
I could spit in your face while you’re standing across from me
No apologies

This song isn’t for you it’s for me
A true MC, it’s what I do
Just to see if he still has it
And if his skills mastered
He’s able to spill raps long after he’s killed that’s a
Real MC got you feeling me
Whether willing or unwillingly, you still agree
As long as there’s still this hunger, and will in me
Then expect a longer life expectancy
I’d be a savage beast if I ain’t had this outlet to salvage me
Inside, I’d be exploding soaked in self loathing
And mourning so I’m warning you don’t coax me
It’s silly, but really its sheep in wolves clothing
Who only reacts when he gets pushed don’t we
Fool, the press blows up this whole thing
It’s stupid, they don’t know cuz they don’t see
That I’m wounded, all they did was ballooned it
I’m sick of talking bout these tattoos Cartoon did
That’s why I tuned it OUT I’m sick of duking
They can suck my dick while I’m puking, and you too you can

Expect no sympathy from me
I’m an MC, this is how I’m supposed to be
Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don’t even beat
So expect no apologies
Expect no sympathy from me
I’m an MC, this is how I’m supposed to be
Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don’t even beat
So expect no apologies

Eminem – Never Enough

Eminem – Never Enough

“Never Enough”

[Eminem]
There’s not much you could do or say to phase me
People think I’m a little bit crazy
I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Dre-zie’ll
Have to step in every once in a while to save me
To make me stop and think about it ‘fore I just say things
Sometimes I forget what other people just may think
A lot of rappers probably wouldn’t know how to take me
If they heard some shit, I’d lay the tape ‘fore they erase me
I maybe a little too fast paced and racy
Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me twenty times
cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I’m goin too fast cuz my mind is racing
And I could give a fuck what category you place me
Long as when I’m pushing up daisies and gone
As long as you place me amongst one of them greats
When I hit the heavenly gates I’ll be cool beside Jay-Z
For every single die hard fan who embraced me
I’m thankful for the talent in which God gave me
And I’m thankful for the environment that he placed me
Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me
In the neighborhood daily, they jumped and chased me
It only made me what I am today, see
Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me
You ain’t gonna make or break me
Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G
You’re only gonna be in for a rude awakening
Cuz sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me
And when you face me with all the shit you’ve been saving to say to me
You had all this time to think about it
Now don’t pussy out and try to about face me
Cuz I’ve been patiently waiting for the day
That we finally meet in the same place to see

[Chorus x2 - Nate Dogg]
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many MC’s I eat up
Ooh ooh, it’s never enough

[50 Cent]
My flow’s untouchable now you gotta face it
Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics
You go say the wrong shit and get your face split
The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit
Graze it, your peace talk, save it
You shit sounds dated, you’re overrated
I’m obligated to study your moves then crush you mutherfuckers
If I’m the best and the worst, then God’s gift is a curse
Soldier trained to destroy, you payin’ attention boy?
I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss it
To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press play, you ain’t gotta sniff it
Chew it or pop it, roll a bag or chop it
Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it
When it’s hot, it’s hot
Your hatin’ is undeniable, stop it

[Chorus x2]

Eminem – Never 2 Far

Eminem – Never 2 Far

Albüm Adı : Infinite

Hey what up man?
What up god?
Ya heard?
Chillen, cold as hell
Yes it is, hey Busta didn’t come here did he?
No, hey look, you got fifteen cent?
Nah, I got just enough to get on the bus, I’m broke
We gotta go to the store alright man quick cause I’m short
Yeah, we gonna have enough time to go to the store?
Nah, look..
You should just, how much you got there?
I only got 75, I’m sure I got a dollar know what I mean..
Just throw it in there they ain’t gonna know
You know what look, I’m sick of taking this damn bus everywhere man
You gotta make some moves or something
I know look, I’m trying to get rich,
I got a baby on the way, I don’t even got a car,
you know what I’m saying?
I still stay with my moms, 21 and still with my moms
Look hey, we gotta make some hit records or something,
you know what I’m saying? Cause I’m tired of being broke

Verse 1:
Cause all I do is yearn a life without a concern
And dream of having a turn to earn money to burn
Mapping out my strategies to get rich huh
My desire is like a scratch that needs to get itched huh
Cause man I live in the D, this shit ain’t given for free
Nothing’s different to me, so what, it’s easy to see
I’ll be the prisoner to flee, all of this misery
I’m not wishing to be another fish in the sea
But just an MC, so listen to me, but if you disagree
You missing the key, you ain’t even in the brisk of the tea
Unconditionally my aspects to cash checks
My objects were never to swab decks
It’s up to you the decision is yours
If what you vision is tours, or a mission less course
When shit is in the stores, cause you can be a star

Chorus:
No matter wherever you are, you’re never too far
>From revenue huh, cause you can be king
You can rule the world, you can do anything
It’s on you baby, cause you can be a star
No matter wherever you are, you’re never too far
>From revenue huh, cause you can be king
You can rule the world, you can do anything
It’s on you baby, cause you can be a star
No matter wherever you are, you’re never too far
>From revenue huh

You know what I’m saying, see what I’m talking about man?
Cause that’s it
Yeah
A million dollars ain’t even that far away man
Yo we got to get the money man, I can’t be broke for the rest of my life
Yeah I hear what your saying,
look there’s got to be something better, you know what I’m saying?
I can’t live like this for the rest of my life man,
bumming rides everywhere I go
Yeah, what’s up with Lexus’ and Land cruisers’?

Verse 2:
Yo I’m not about to chance it and dismiss handling business
I’m canceling Christmas to gamble and risk this
Financial interest is the matter at hand
I got an adequate plan for stab at a grand
I grab what I can and do what I must
Pursue what I lust, it’s true that I just choose
The few that I trust, thems the people that I still got
Fuck with gangsta fill pot, get your grill shot
The 5 Elemantz for life my man Thyme
Proof, Kyu and Denaun, we move through into time
My crews true and divine, we never fronted
We just wanted to be funded, and live to be a hundred
Instead of hunted or being wanted as fugitives
It’s all about a man planning what his future is
What he can do for his to be a star

Chorus:
No matter wherever you are, you’re never too far
>From revenue huh, cause you can be king
You can rule the world, you can do anything
It’s on you baby, cause you can be a star
No matter wherever you are, you’re never too far
>From revenue huh, cause you can be king
You can rule the world, you can do anything
It’s on you baby, cause you can be a star
No matter wherever you are, you’re never too far
From revenue huh

That’s what I’m talking about, I’m not trying to be the player,
I’m trying to be the man, I’m want to be President
Yo forgot that President man I’m trying to be king,
making dead presidents, you know what I’m saying?
Yeah
Getting money anytime I want owning my own businesses and all that,
you know what I’m saying?
Yeah, I’m trying to be a millionare man, hahaha, but don’t all you know
You only live once
ninety six baby

Eminem – Nail In The Coffin

Eminem – Nail In The Coffin

“Nail In The Coffin”

[Eminem]
This motherfucker man, just won’t shut up will you?
Talk about I owe you, bitch you owe me
I’m promoting you right now
Man lets put the nail in his coffin

[Chorus]
I dont want to be like this
I dont really want to hurt no feelins
But Im only bein real when I say nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap
Old men have heart attacks
and I dont want to be responsible for that so
Put the mic down and walk away
You can still have a little bit of dignity

[verse 1]
I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino
an 83 year old fake Pachino
So how can he hold me over some balcony
without throwin his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me
Please dont, youl probably fall with me
and our asses will both be history
But then again youl’ll finally get your wish
cuz youl be all over the street like 50 Cent
Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump
gimme a one-on-one see if I dont fuck you up
Tryin to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up
And you put Jada on a track thats how much you suck
dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin
You sit behind a fuckin desk at The Source butt-kissin
and beggin motherfuckers for guest appearences
and you can even get the clearances cuz real lyricists
dont even respect you or take you serious
Its not that we dont like you, we hate you – period
Talk about a mid-life crisis damn
last week you was shakin Obie Trice’s hand
Now hes a busta? What the fucks with that?
Get on a track dissin us kissin 50’s ass
and askin me what I know about inditements-bite me
bitch I got two cases, and probation – fight me!
What do I know about standin in front of a judge like a man
ready to take whatever sentence he hands
What you know about your wife slicin her wrists
right in front of the only thing you have in this world – a little girl?
And I put that on her, when this is all over
I would never try to make her a star and eat off her
I dont know shit about no shoppin rocks
But what you know about hip-hop shops rockin spots?
When your the only white boy in that bitch just rippin
pressin up your own flyers and your stickers stickin
them bitches up after spendin six hours at Kinkos
Just makin copys of your covers of cassette singles
and sell them out the trunk of your Tracer
Spendin your whole paycheck at Disc Makers
What you know about bein bullied over half your life?
Oh thats right, you know what thats like, your half white
Vanilla Ice,spill the beans and rice, Im eaten you alive inside
Jesus Christ, if your that much of a gangster, put the mic down
You should be out killin motherfuckers right now
Kill a motherfucker dead, kill’em dead bitch
Shoot’em in the fuckin head, go ahead bitch
Slap my mom, slap the f*ck outa her!
She cant sue you, she wouldnt get a buck out of you
Cuz your broke as fuck you suck your a fuckin joke
If you was really sellin coke, well then what the fuck
you stop for dummy? If you slew some crack
you’d make alot more money than you do from rap
You never had no security, you’ll never be famous
You’l never now what its like to be rich, lifes a bitch aint it?
Raymond, here, let me break this shit down in lamens
terms for you just to make sure that you can understand this
and Canibus they usin too many complicated fuckin words for you
Here then let me slow it down for you
so you can understand if I say it slower:
Let it go dawg it’s over

[Chorus]

[Eminem talkin]
Haha
Talkin bout I have motherfuckers callin your crib
bitch you aint even got a fuckin crib
You aint even got a fuckin phone, fuckin Bum
Threatened to shut me down at your little fuckin Source magazine
if I come back then you would attack me, bitch you attacked me first
take it like a man and shut the fuck up
and fuck your little magazine too
I dont need your fuckin magazine, I got XXL number anywayz
And yall cant stand it cuz there gettin bigger than yall
oh, and by the way, howed I look on the VMAs?
When you was watchin me from whatever fuckin TV you was watchin me from in Boston
The mean streets of Boston, fuckin sissy
Like you got us scared in the motherfucker, suck our motherfuckin dicks
Oh, and for those thats dont know, dont get it twisted yo, the Source has a white owner

Eminem – My Name Is (Bootleg Version)

Eminem – My Name Is (Bootleg Version)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?)
My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady
Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?)
My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady

Ahem.. excuse me!
Can I have the attention of the class
for one second?

[Eminem]
Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!)
Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!)
Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!)
Try ‘cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?)
My brain’s dead weight, I’m tryin to get my head straight
But I can’t figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..)
And Dr. Dre said, “Slim Shady you a basehead!”
Uh-uhhh! “So why’s your face red? Man you wasted!”
Well since age twelve, I’ve felt like I’m someone else
Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee’s tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast
C’mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that’s my girl dog!)
I don’t give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off!

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
My English teacher wanted to have sex in junior high
The only problem was my English teacher was a guy
I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler
and stapled his nuts to a stack of paper (Owwwwwwww!)
Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up
Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup (Wsssshhhhh…)
Extraterrestrial, killin pedestrians
Rapin lesbians while they screamin: “LET’S JUST BE FRIENDS!”
Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to
I just found out my mom does more dope than I do
I told her I’d grow up to be a famous rapper
Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!)
You know you blew up when the women rush your stands
and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!)
This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?)
So I signed it: ‘Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!
[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!)
Dr. Dre, don’t just stand there, OPERATE!
I’m not ready to leave, it’s too scary to die
I’ll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive
Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide
I just drank a fifth of vodka — dare me to drive? (Go ahead)
All my life I was very deprived
I ain’t had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide
Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too)
I spit when I talk, I’ll fuck anything that walks (C’mere)
When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits
HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN’T GOT NO TITS! (WAH!)
I lay awake and strap myself in the bed
Put a bulleproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (BANG!)
I’m steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!)
And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?)
Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had

[Chorus]

Eminem – My Name Is

Eminem – My Name Is

Albüm Adı : The Slim Shady LP

Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?)
My name is.. tiki tiki Slim Shady
Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?)
My name is.. tiki tiki Slim Shady

Ahem.. excuse me!
Can I have the attention of the class
for one second?

[Eminem]
Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!)
Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!)
Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!)
Try ‘cid and get fucked up worse then my life is? (Huh?)
My brain’s dead weight, I’m tryin to get my head straight
but I can’t figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..)
And Dr. Dre said, Slim Shady you a basehead!
Uh-uhhh! So why’s your face red? Man you wasted!
Well since age twelve, I’ve felt like I’m someone else
Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee’s tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
faster than the fat bitch who sat down too fast
C’mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that’s my girl, dog!)
I don’t give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off!

[Nakarat]

[Eminem]
My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
Thanks alot next semester i’ll be 35.
I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler
and stapled his nuts to a stack of paper (Owwwwwwww!)
Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up
Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup
extraterrestrial, running over pedestrians in a spaceship
while their screming at me: lets just be friends!
Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to
I just found out my mom does more dope than I do (Damn!)
I told her I’d grow up to be a famous rapper
Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!)
You know you blew up when the women rush the stands
and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!)
This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph
(Dude, can I get your autograph?)
So I signed it: ‘Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!
[Nakarat]

[Eminem]
Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!)
Dr. Dre, don’t just stand there, OPERATE!
I’m not ready to leave, it’s too scary to die (Fuck that!)
I’ll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive
(Huh yup!) Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide
I just drank a fifth of vodka — dare me to drive? (Go ahead)
All my life I was very deprived
I ain’t had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide
(Whoops!) Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too)
I spit when I talk, I’ll fuck anything that walks (C’mere)
When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits
HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!)
YOU AIN’T GOT NO TITS! (WAHHH!)
I lay awake and strap myself in the bed
Put a bulleproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (BANG!)
I’m steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!)
And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?)
Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had

[Nakarat]

Eminem – My First Single

Eminem – My First Single

“My First Single”

Ohh!
Yeah!
So much for first single on this one

[Verse 1]
Shady’s the label
Aftermath is the stable
That the horses come out erra
Of course we’re about to stir up
Some shit thick as Mrs Buttersworth’s syrup
It’s the mr. picked on Christopher Reeves
Just for no reason other than the just to tease him
Cause he was was his biggest fan, he used to be Superman
Now we’re pourin liquor on the curb in his name for him
Eminem you wait till’ we meet up again
Fucker I’m kickin your ass for everything you’ve ever said
It’s one for the money two for the fuckin show
Ready get set, let’s go
Here comes the bucking bronco stompin and stampedin up the damn street
Like them buffalo soldiers, I told ya I’m bout’ to blow
So look out below, geronimo, motherfuckers is dominos
I’m on a roll, around and around I go
When will I stop? I don’t know
Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show left off
But I know anything’s possible
Though I’m not gonna top what I sold
I’m at the top of my game
That shit is not gonna change
Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team
I’ll get away with murder
I’m O.J. he’s like my Cochran today
We keep the mark from the tapes
In a safe, locked them away
Better watch what you say
Just when you thought you were safe
Them fuckers got you on tape
You swear to god you was playin
Whether or not you was little Joshua
Gosh I wish I coulda told you to not do the same
Cause one day it could cost you your name

[Chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, let’s all have fun let’s mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit’s about to hit the shingle
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca

[Verse 2]
Erra Erra Eric swallowed some generic sleeping pills
And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked
chicka chicka chicka ..
Janean just turned 16 and used a fake id
To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kelly
Hehehehehe, to be so young and naive
Oh what I wouldn’t give to live so Kim and care free
Paris and Nikki’s parents must be so tickled to cherish
Every picture with their kids with hickeys all over their necks
Hickory Dickory Dirk Diggler
Look at me work wizardry with these words
Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken
Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain
22 jerks and a jerk circle
Or is it a circle jerk or wait a minute
What am I sayin, allow me to run it back and rewind it
rrrbb lemme ask you again
Am I just jerkin the chain
Am I bizerk or insane
Or am I just one of them damn amateurs
Workin the damn camera filmin one of them
Paris Hilton home made pornos
Who keeps tiltin the lens at an angle
Chicka Chicka
Just recently somebody just discovered
Britney and Justin videotapes of them fuckin
When they were just mouseketeers in the Mickey Mouse club
And dusted them and went straight to The Source with them
Cause they coulda sworn someone said Nuh-
And then tried to erase and record over it
But if you listen close enough to it you can hear the
Ga-Uh and then the come to find out it was Justin
Sayin “I’m gon-na come!”
And this was suppose to be

[Chorus]
supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, let’s all have fun let’s mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit’s about to hit the shingle
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca

[Verse 3]
Any opinions or somethin you just wanna get off your chest
And address it about my lyrics I’d love to hear it
All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just dial up this number
It’s 1-800-I’m a dick sucker I love to suck a dick
And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me
Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key
And I’ll be sure to get back
As soon as there comes a day that I fall out with Dre
Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!)
So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken,
Beat a chicken, eat a chicken like it’s a big cock(?) bawka-bi-kaw
Or suck a dick, and lick a dick and eat a dick
And stick a dick in your mouth
I’m done you can fuck off
fucka-fucka-fuck offf!

[Chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, let’s all have fun let’s mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit’s about to hit the shingle
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Oh Ah Oh Ah
Poo Poo Ca Ca

Eminem – My Fault

Eminem – My Fault

“My Fault”

[Eminem does the voices of all characters in the song]

[G - Eminem as Susan (the girl)]
[D - Eminem as Dave]
[J - Eminem as John]

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it’s my fault my fault

[Eminem]
I went to John’s rave with Ron and Dave
And met a new wave blonde babe with half of her head shaved
A nurse aid who came to get laid and tied up
with first aid tape and raped on the first date
Susan — an ex-heroin addict who just stoped usin.was into bosse and
alternative music. told me she was about to use it agzin. I said wiat first
try this hallucionagin, its better than heroin and the the booze and the gin.
come here lets go in here. Who’s in the den? (It’s me and Kelly) my bad! lets
try another room “I don’t trust you” shut up slut chew up this mushroom. this
will help you get in touch with your roots. We’ll get bare-foot but naked and run
in the woods. “oh hell might as well try ‘em this party is so drag.” Oh dag I
didn’t mean for you to eat the whole bag! (huh)
[Chorus:]
[1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" at the end]
[2nd repeat same as original Chorus]

“Yo Sue!”
[G] Get away from me, I don’t know you
Oh shoot, she’s tripping..
[G] I need to go puke!! (Bleahh!)
I wasn’t tryin to turn this into somethin major
I just wanted to make you appreciate nature.
Susan stop crying i don’t hate ya. the worlds not against you I’m sorry your
father raped ya. So what, you had your coochie in your dad’s mouth. Thats no
reason to start wiggin and spaz out.
she said “Help me I think I’m having a seisure!”
I said “I’m high too (bitch) Quit grabbin my T-shirt (let go!)
Would you calm down you’re startin to scare me.
she said ” I’m twenty-six years old and I’m not married. I don’t have any
kids and I can’t cook”
I’m over here Sue, (hi) you’re talkin to the plant, look!
We need to get to a hospital ‘fore it’s too late
Cause I never seen no-one eat as many shrooms as you ate.

[Chorus:]
[1st repeat Em says "Whoops!" after first line and "It was an accident!" at the end]
[2nd repeat same as original Chorus]
Susan (wait!) Where you goin? You better be careful
[G] Leave me alone dad, I’m sick of gettin my hair pulled
I’m not your dad, quit tryin to swallow your tongue
Want some gum? Put down the scissors, ‘fore you do somethin dumb
I’ll be right back just chill baby please?
I gotta go find Dave he’s the one who gave me these.
“John, where’s Dave at before I bash you?”
[J] He’s in the bathroom; I think he’s takin a crap dude!
“Dave! Pull up your pants, we need an ambulance
There’s a girl upstairs talkin to plants
choppin her hair off, and there’s only two days left
of Spring Break, how long do these things take to wear off?”
[D] Well it depends on how many you had? I took three she ate the other
twenty-two caps Now she’s upstairs cryin out her eyeballs,drinking lysol.
“She’s gonna die dude.” I know and it’s my fault!
My god!
[Chorus:]
[1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" after second line and "What do I do?" at the end]
[2nd repeat same as original Chorus]
My God, I’m so sorry!
I’m so sorry! Susan please wake up!
Please! Please wake up!! What are you doing?!
You’re not dead!! You’re NOT dead!
I know you’re not dead!

Eminem – My Dad’s Gone Crazy

Eminem – My Dad’s Gone Crazy

Albüm Adı : The Eminem Show

Tv Presenter:
Hello boys and girls
Today we’re gonna talk about father and daughter relationships
Do you have a daddy?
I’ll bet you do
*Door opens*
who’s your daddy?

Hailie:
Daddy, what’re you doing?

Beat starts

Eminem:
Haha

Eminem & Hailie:
Ok then! everybody, listen up!

Eminem:
I’m goin to hell, who’s comin’ with me?

Hailie:
Somebody, please help him!
*giggle*
i think my dad gone crazy!

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
*Hailey Makes Chainsaw Sound*
Fuckin’ brain’s brawn, and brass balls
I cut ‘em off, i got ‘em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
Inside of a hall, with my framed autograph,
Sunglasses with elton john’s name, on my drag wall
I’m out the closet, i been lying my ass off
All this time, me and dre been fucking with hats off

Dr Dre:
Suck it marshall

Eminem:
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
*Hailie Makes Explosion Sound*
Blow every fucking thing, except afghanistan on the map, off
We wanna stop, we wanna knock the crap off
*Knocking*
Haley, tell ‘em baby

Haley:
My dad’s lost it

[Nakarat]
Eminem:
There’s really nothin’ else to say ha, i can’t explain it

Hailie:
I think my dad gone crazy!

Eminem:
A little help from hailie jade would, should tell them maybe

Hailie:
I think my dad gone crazy!

Eminem:
Theres nothing you could do to save it, could ever change me

Hailie:
I think my dad gone crazy!

Eminem:
There’s noone on earth that can save me, not even halie

Hailie:
I think my dad gone crazy!

It’s like my mother always told me
*Eminem Impersinates His Mom*
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?

Hailey:
Dad

[Nakarat]

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 id ever bite my tongue
I’d slice my gums, get struck by fuckin’ lightning twice at once
And die and come back as vanilla ice’s son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit, every time i sung
Like r kelly as soon as “bump n’ grind” comes on
More pain inside 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 this guy, 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

[Nakarat]

Eminem:
Crazy

Hailie:
*laughs*
You’re funny daddy!

Eminem – Murder Murder (Remix)

Eminem – Murder Murder (Remix)

“Murder Murder (Remix)”

[Chorus: Eminem (repeat 4X)]

It’s murder she wrote (it’s murder she wrote)
It wasn’t nuttin for her to be smoked (for her to be smoked)

[Eminem]
Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand
Went up in Eastland and shot a policeman
Fuck a peace plan, if a citizen bystands
the shit is in my hands, here’s yo’ lifespan
And for what yo’ life’s worth, this money is twice than
Grab a couple grand and lamp in Iceland
See I’m a nice man but money turned me to Satan
I’m thirsty for this green so bad I’m dehydratin
Hurry up with the cash bitch, I got a ride waitin
Shot a man twice in the back when he tried skatin
I want the whole pie, I won’t be denied nathan
Maybe I need my head inside straightened
Brain contemplatin, clean out the register
Dip before somebody catches ya
or gets your description and sketches ya
The connection was the prime suspect
But I ain’t set to flee the scene of the crime just yet
Cause I got a daughter to feed
And $200 ain’t enough to water the seed
The best thing would be for me to leave Taco Bell and hit up Chess King
And have the lady at the desk bring
money from the safe in the back, stepped in wavin the Mac
Cooperate, and we can operate, and save an attack
This bitch tried escapin the jack
Grabbed her by the throat, it’s murder she wrote
You barely heard a word as she choked
It wasn’t nuttin for her to be smoked
But I slammed her on her back til her vertebrae broke
Just then the pigs bust in yellin “Freeze”
But I’m already wanted for sellin ki’s
And bunch of other felonies from A to Z like spellin bees
So before I dropped to the ground and fell on knees
I bust shots, they bust back
Hit be square in the chest, wasn’t wearin a vest
Left the house, pullin out the drive backin out
Blew the back end out this lady’s Jag, started blackin out
Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut your yackin mouth, ‘fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by her hair, smacked her up
Thinkin fuck it, mug her while you’re there, jacked her up
Stole her car, made a profit
Grabbed the tape from out the deck and offed it out the window
Like the girl in “Set It Off” did
Jetted off kid, stole the whip, now I’m a criminal
Drove it through somebody’s yard, dove into they swimmin pool
Climbed out and collapsed on the patio
I made it out alive but I’m injured badly though
Parents screamin: “Son, go in and call the police
Tell em there’s a crazy man disturbing all of the peace!”
Tried to stall him at least long enough to let me leap up
Run in they crib and at least leave with some little cheap stuff
Actin like they never seen nobody hit a ;ick before
Smashed the window, grabbed the Nintendo 64
When they sell out in stores the price triples
I ran up the block jumpin kids on tricycles
and collided with an 80-year old lady with groceries
There goes cheese, eggs, milk and Post Toasties
Stood up and started to see stars
Too many siren sounds, it seemed like a thousand police cars
Barely escaped, must-a been some dumb luck
Jumped up and climbed the back of a movin dump truck
But I think somebody seen me maybe
Plus I lost the damn Nintendo and I musta dropped the Beanie Baby
Fuck it I give up, I’m surrounded in blue suits
Came out with a white flag hollerin “TRUCE TRUCE”
and surrendered my weapon to cops
Wasn’t me! It was the gangster rap and the peppermint Schnapps

[Chorus]

[Chorus (repeats again to fade)]

Eminem – Murder Murder

Eminem – Murder Murder

[CHORUS]
All I see is murder murder, my mind state – [2Pac]
Makes it too late for cops in tryin’ to stop the crime rate – [Swift]
All I see is murder murder, my mind state
Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill!
[2x]

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand
Went up in Eastland and shot a policeman
Fuck a peace plan of citizen bystands
But shit is in my hands, here’s your life span
For what your life’s worth this money is twice than
Grab a couple grand and live a nice land
See I’m a nice man but money turned me to Satan
I’m thirsty for this green so bad I’m dehydratinHurry up with the cash bitch, I got a ride waitinShot a man twice in the back when he tried EscapinI want the whole pie, I won’t be denied nathan
Maybe I need my head inside straightened
Brain contemplatin’, clean out the register
Dip before somebody catches ya
Or gets ya description an’ sketches ya
The connection was the prime suspect
But I ain’t set to flee the scene of the crime just yet
Cuz I got a daughter to feed
And $200 ain’t enough to water the seed
The best thing would be for me to leave Taco Bell an’ hit up Chess King
And have the lady at the desk bring
Money from the safe in the back, stepped in wavin’ the Mac
Cooperate and we can operate and save an attack
This bitch tried escapin’ the jack
Grabbed her by the throat, it’s murder she wrote
You barely heard a word as she choked
It wasn’t nuttin’ for her to be smoked
But I slammed her on her back ’til her vertebrae broke
Just then the pigs bust in yellin’ “Freeze!”
But I’m already wanted for sellin’ keys
And bunch of other felonies from A to Z like spellin’ bees
So before I dropped to the ground and fell on knees
I bust shots, they bust back
Hit the square in the chest, he wasn’t wearin’ a vest

[CHORUS 2x]

Left the house, pullin’ out the drive backin’ out
Need a backin’ out this lady’s Jag started blackin’ out
Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yackin’ mouth before I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by her hair, smacked her up
Thinkin’ fuck it, mug her while you’re there, jacked her up
Stole her car, made a profit
Grabbed the tape from out the deck and offed it out the window
Like the girl on Set It Off did
Jetted off kid, stole the whip, now I’m a criminal
Drove in thru somebody’s yard, dove into they swimmin’ pool
Climbed out and collapsed on the patio
I made it out alive but I’m injured badly though
Parents screamin’: “Son, go in and call the police
Tell ‘em there’s a crazy man disturbing all of the peace!”
Tried to stall him at least long enough to let me leap up
Run in they crib and at least leave with some little cheap stuff
Actin’ like they never seen nobody hit a nick before
Smashed the window, grabbed the Nintendo 64
When they sell out in stores the price triples
I ran up the block jumpin’ kids on tricycles
And colliding with an 80-year old lady with groceries
There goes the cheese, eggs, milk and Post Toasties
Stood up and started to see stars
Too many siren sounds, it seemed like a thousand police cars
Barely escaped, must-a been some dumb luck
Jumped up and climbed the back of a movin’ dump truck
But I think somebody seen me maybe
Plus I lost the damn Nintendo and I must-a dropped the Beanie Baby
Fuck it I give up, I’m surrounded in blue suits
Came out with a white flag hollerin’ “TRUCE TRUCE!”
Surrendered my weapon to cops
Wasn’t me! It was the gangsta rap and the peppermint Schnopps

[CHORUS 2x ]

Eminem – Mosh

Eminem – Mosh

“Mosh”

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation under God
Indivisible with liberty and justice for all…
It feels so good to be back..

I scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel, re-energize and rewind
I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind
I exercise my right to express when I feel it’s time
It’s just all in your mind, what you interpret it as
I say to fight, you take it as I’mma whip someone’s ass
If you don’t understand, don’t even bother to ask
A father who has grown up with a fatherless past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has
Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task
And in juggling both perhaps mastered his craft
Slash entrepreneur who has helped launch a few more rap acts
Who’s had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half
Of his career typical manure moving past that
Mr. kisses ass crack, he’s a class act
Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back

[Chorus:]
Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength
Come with me and I won’t steer you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
To the light at the end of the tunnel
We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march
Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh
Take us right through the doors (c’mon)

All the people up top on the side and the middle
Come together lets all bomb and swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people some white and some black
Don’t matter what color, all that matters we gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause don’t matter the weather
If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better
They ain’t gonna stop us they can’t, we stronger now more than ever
They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go
Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know
Stomp, push, shove, mush, Fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home (c’mon)

[Chorus]

Imagine it pouring, it’s raining down on us
Mosh pits outside the oval office
Someone’s tryina tell us something,
Maybe this is God just sayin’ we’re responsible
For this monster, this coward,
That we have empowered
This is Bin Laden, look at his head noddinHow could we allow something like this without pumping our fists
Now this is our final hour
Let me be the voice in your strength and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify the times it, and multiply by six…
Teen million people, Are equal at this high pitch
Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech
Let the president answer a higher anarchy
Strap him with an Ak-47, let him go, fight his own war
Let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil
No more psychological warfare, to trick us to thinking that we ain’t loyal
If we don’t serve our own country, we’re patronizing a hero
Look in his eyes its all lies
The stars and stripes, they’ve been swiped, washed out and wiped
And replaced with his own face, Mosh now or die
If I get sniped tonight you know why,
Cause I told you to fight.

[Chorus]

And as we proceed,
To Mosh through this desert storm,
In these closing statements, if they should argue
Let us beg to differ
As we set aside our differences
And assemble our own army
To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction
That we call our President, for the present
And Mosh for the future of our next generation
To speak and be heard
Mr. President, Mr. Senator
Do you guy’s hear us…hear us…[laughing] (Hailie)

Eminem – Monkey See, Monkey Do

Eminem – Monkey See, Monkey Do

“Monkey See, Monkey Do”

[intro]
[laughing]
ay yo 50
what i tell you
we aint even have to say shit
they did it
[laughing]

[chorus]
monkey see monkey do
dont ever make the first move
just let em’ come to you
cause they always gunna see and do what the other one do
so let em’ come to you
the rest of us follow suit
monkey see monkey do
tweedle-de-tweedle-dum
if they really want it bad enough well then they gunna come
now here they come as we expected now we just set em’ up
check-mate motherfucker
games over
we won
tweedle-de-tweedle-dum

[body]
it doesnt take much
for me to raise such a stink up
when motherfuckers hate your guts
you aint even gotta say much
for me to put a pen to a blank sheet of papers
like smearing blood stains with a paint brush
i cant explain what it is my brain does
but however it works its insane
its plain nutz
and it aint just my brain thas dangerous
its a whole combination of things
it takes nutz
and im not affriad to raise the stakes up
i got a million bucks in the banks and 8 trucks
for anybody who gets on the track and spanks us
im patiently waiting for the day
im anxious
to see the look on ya fake mugs
when you thugs go bankrupt
ya drunk
ya aint tough
whatever you drank musta just turned ya into some gangstas
this is me talking motherfucker
this aint drugs
you wanna pop, shit wake-up, then make-up
FUCK THAT
its too late chump now face up
i pray for the day that someone who spits with the calliber that nas and jay does
opens up his jaw to say something or rattle my name off
or rattle the first thing from the top of his brain off
so i can blow the fuckin dust off of this chainsaw
and give him the surgery that he came for
till i pull the paint off
i never been shot
but i think me and 50 musta been cut from the same cloth
cause ive always came off
like ja’s chain
when they try to rush him and lost
and came back and gave him a watch in exchange for it
i dont stop
the only thing i wait for
is day that i dont gotta report to probate court
cause ima give ya all the reason to hate more
cause ive been holding my tounge till i got a sprained jaw
alot of rappers on my list that just aint ja
and ima read that motherfucker off from april
you pussies think i went soft since 8 mile
when i come back ill be shootin more than just paint balls
trust me

[chorus]
monkey see monkey do
dont ever make the first move
just let em’ come to you
cause they always gunna see and do what the other one do
so let em’ come to you
the rest of us follow suit
monkey see monkey do
tweedle-de-tweedle-dum
if they really want it bad enough well then they gunna come
now here they come as we expected now we just set em’ up
check-mate motherfucker
games over
we won
tweedle-de-tweedle-dum

[outro]
fuckin dummies
this aint chess
ya playin motherfuckin checkers
this shit is all day man its too easy
we playin chess you playin checkers
you bout to get ya motherfuckin asses jumped
fucking punks
and by the way
we aint just talking to one person
we talking to every-motherfucking-body who wants to bring it cause we bringin it to anybody who wants to bring it
so bring it
dot pick up the ball if you dot wanna pay man
its all fucked up now
the fuck im spose to do now?
huh?
the fuck im spose to do?
haha
yo, we out

Eminem – Mockingbird

Eminem – Mockingbird

Albüm Adı : Encore

Yeah
I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
Straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What you crying about?
You got me

Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad
When I’m gone but I’m trying to give you the life that I never had
I can see you’re sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry
Cuz you’re scared, I ain’t there?
Daddy’s with you in your prayers
No more crying, wipe them tears
Daddy’s here, no more nightmares
We gonna pull together through it, we gonna do it
Lainie uncle’s crazy, aint he yeah?
But he loves you girl and you better know it
We’re all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls
When it whirls, when it twirls
Two little beautiful girls
Lookin’ puzzled, in a daze
I know it’s confusing you
Daddy’s always on the move, mamma’s always on the news
I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems
The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me
All the things growing up as daddy that he had to see
Daddy don’t want you to see but you see just as much as he did
We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me
But things have got so bad between us
I don’t see us ever being together ever again
Like we used to be when we was teenagers
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it’s just something we have no control over and that’s what destiny is
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we’ll wake up and this will all just be a dream

[Nakarat]
Now hush little baby, don’t you cry
Everything’s gonna be alright
Stiffen that upperlip up little lady, i told ya
Daddy’s here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy’s not here right now and we don’t know why
We feel how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But i promise momma’s gon’ be alright

It’s funny
I remember back one year when daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up
And stuck ‘em under the tree and said some of ‘em were from me
Cuz daddy couldn’t buy ‘em
I’ll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying
Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job
But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time every house that we lived in
*Either kept getting broken into and robbed
Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar
Trying to start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma’s heart
And it seemed like everything was just startin’ to fall apart
Mom and dad was arguin’ a lot so momma moved back
Onto Chalmers in a flat one bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara
And that’s when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre
And flew you and momma out to see me
But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me
Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn’t like it
And you and Lainnie were to young to understand it
That Papa was a rollin’ stone, momma developed a habit
And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
I’m just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I’m sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing
Lookin’ at your baby pictures, it just trips me out
To see how much you both have grown, it’s almost like you’re sisters now
Wow, I guess you pretty much are and daddy’s still here
Lainie I’m talkin’ to you too, daddy’s still here
I like the sound of that, yeah
It’s got a ring to it don’t it?
Shh, momma’s only gone for the moment

[Nakarat]

And if you ask me too
Daddy’s gonna buy you a mockingbird
I’mma give you the world
I’mma buy a diamond ring for you
I’mma sing for you
I’ll do anything for you to see you smile
And if that mockingbird don’t sing and that ring don’t shine
I’mma break that birdies neck
I’ll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya
And make him eat every carat don’t fuck with dad (haha)

Eminem – Marshall Mathers

Eminem – Marshall Mathers

[Eminem]
You know I just don’t get it
Last year I was nobody
This year I’m sellin records
Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin
Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million dollars?
Get the fuck out of here

[Chorus One: Eminem]

You see I’m, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I’m just a regular guy,
I don’t know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me)
Nobody ever gave a fuck before,
all they did was doubt me (did was doubt me)
Now everybody wanna run they mouth
And try to take shots at me (take shots at me)

[Eminem]
Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin
You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog
With it’s head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar
Hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch won’t quit barkin
(Grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that they shot ‘Pac in
Lookin for Big’s killers, dressed in ridiculous
Blue and red like I don’t see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause Biggie and ‘Pac just missed all this
Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off ‘em
And get dollars that shoulda been there’s like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist’ poppin and wristwatches
I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous
And walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
Startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman (“God damnit!”)
I’m anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin
With instincts to kill N’Sync, don’t get me started
These fuckin brats can’t sing and Britney’s garbage
What’s this bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in magazines smiling
Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent?
Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol’ fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
Boy&girl groups make me sick
And I can’t wait ’til I catch all you faggots in public
I’ma love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice don’t like me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup)
Then went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me
and run around screamin, “I don’t care, just bite me” (nah nah)
I think I was put here to annoy the world
And destroy your little 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer
And call themselves “Clowns” cause they look queer
Faggot2Dope and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y’all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don’t wrestle, I’ll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask ‘em about the club they was at when they snuck out
After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at y’all runnin your mouth again
When you ain’t seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don’t need help, from D-12, to beat up two females
In make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails
Slim Anus,” you damn right, Slim Anus
I don’t get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots!

[Chorus Two: Eminem]

Cause I’m, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I’m not a wrestler guy,
I’ll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me)
Come and see me on the streets alone
If you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me)
And if you wanna run your mouth
Then come take your best shot at me (your best shot at me)

[Eminem]
Is it because you love me that y’all expect so much of me?
You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of this blonde mop that’s on top
And this fucked up head that I’ve got, I’ve gone pop?
The underground just spunned around and did a 360
Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies
Oh, he just did some shit with Missy,
So now he thinks he’s too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy”
My fuckin bitch mom’s suin for ten million
She must want a dollar for every pill I’ve been stealin
Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress
Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?
It doesn’t matter your [attorney Fred Gibson's a] faggot!
Talkin about I fabricated my past
He’s just aggravated I won’t ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do?
For every million I make, another relative sues
Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey it’s me!)
A half-brother and sister who never seen me
Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV
Now everybody’s so happy and proud
I’m finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend’s house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the newsstand
To buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp
Skipped to the last page, flipped right fast
And what do I see? A picture of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help:
uhh, here – DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL
Now your magazine shouldn’t have so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, I’ll even buy a couple myself

[Chorus One (2X)]

Eminem – Low, Down, Dirty

Eminem – Low, Down, Dirty

Albüm Adı : Slim Shady EP

Warning, this shit’s gon be rated R, restricted
You see this bullet hole in my neck? It’s self inflicted
Doctor slapped my momma, “Bitch you got a sick kid”
Arrested, molested myself and got convicted
Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises
Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis
I’m Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful
Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo
“Murder Murder Redrum”
Brain size of a bread crumb
Which drug will I end up dead from
Inebriated, till my stress is eleviated
“How in the fuck can Eminem and shady be related?”
Illiterate, illigitimate shit spitter
Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder
Jumped out (Ahhhh!) killed the bitch and did her
Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was little’er
Smoke a blunt while I’m titty fuckin Bette Midler
Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler
Y’all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler
Didn’t Ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon’ fit in her

Chorus: Eminem + (Redman Sample) – 2X

[E] I’m low down and I’m shiftee!
“And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him
and ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from..”

I lace tunes, I’m out this world like Space Moons
With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like braze wounds
Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits
Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippits
Where’s the weed, I wanna tamper with it
I’ma let your grandpa hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her can’t forget it
Fuck it, maybe I’m a bum
But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum
So what I’m on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage
Losing all of my leverage
Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich
Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage
Smoked out like Eckridge
Band just making my neck itch
What the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch
You just lost your tip, there’s a pubic hair in my breakfast
Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips
Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama’s chapped lips
Slap hips, support domestic violence
Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence
I’m just joking, is Dirty Dozen’s really dust smoking?
If all your shit’s missing, than probably one of us broke in

Chorus

My head’s ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling
Lit it like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England
I’m out the game, put the second string in
This Brandy got my swinging
Bobbing back and forth like a penguin
Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English
Make your mama be like “Ohh! This is good! Who sing this?”
“Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it
It’s rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit.”
It was predicted by a medic
I’d grow to be an addicted diabetic
Living off liquid Triametic
Pathetic, but I don’t think this headache’s ever vanishing
Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anasin
Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue
I think I’m dying, God is that you?
Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP
Take me to ER ASAP for and IV
Motherfuck JLB, they don’t support no hip hop
They say that’s where it ends, the closest they gon come is Tupac
It’s politics, it’s all a fix
Setup by these white blue collared hicks
Just to make a dollar off of black music
With a subliminal ball of tricks
But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks

Chorus

Eminem – Lose Yourself

Eminem – Lose Yourself

Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now
The clocks run out, times up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
Hes so mad, but he wont give up that
Is he? No
He wont have it , he knows his whole back citys ropes
It dont matter, hes dope
He knows that, but hes broke
Hes so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it dont pass him

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

The souls escaping, through this hole that its gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardoms close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, hes know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
Hes grown farther from home, hes no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water

His hoes dont want him no mo, hes cold product

They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose its old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

No more games, Ima change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebodys payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I cant get by with my 9 to 5
And I cant provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps dont buy diapers
And its no movie, theres no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail
I’ve got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failures not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salems lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

Eminem – Like Toy Soldiers

Eminem – Like Toy Soldiers

Albüm Adı : Encore

[Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers]

[Nakarat]
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Piece by piece, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers

[Verse 1]
I’m supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
I am never supposed to show it, my crew ain’t supposed to know it
Even if it means goin’ toe to toe with a Benzino it don’t matter
I’d never drag them in battles that I can’t handle unless I absolutely have to
I’m supposed to set an example
I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide ‘em
If some shit ever just pop off, I’m supposed to be beside ‘em
Now the Ja shit i tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There’s a certain line you just don’t cross and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie’s name on a song and I just lost it
It was crazy, this shit be way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent too much energy on it, honestly I’m exhausted
And I’m so caught in it I almost feel I’m the one who caused it
This ain’t what I’m in hip-hop for, it’s not why I got in it
That was never my object for someone to get killed
Why would I wanna destroy something I helped build
It wasn’t my intentions, my intentions was good
I went through my whole career without ever mentionin’ …
Now it’s just out of respect for not runnin’ my mouth
And talkin’ about something that I knew nothing about
Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn’t my beef
So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth
While he’s all over t.v. down talkin’ a man who literally saved my life
Like fuck it i understand this is business
And this shit just isn’t none of my business
But still knowin’ this shit could pop off at any minute cuz

[Nakarat]

[Verse 2]
There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme
And wouldn’t have to worry about one of your people dyin’
But now it’s elevated cuz once you put someone’s kids in it
The shit gets escalated, it ain’t just words no more is it?
It’s a different ball game, callin’ names and you ain’t just rappin’
We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin’
Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him
And asked him not to start it he wasn’t gonna go after him
Until Ja started yappin’ in magazines how we stabbed him
Fuck it 50 smash ‘em, mash ‘em and let him have it
Meanwhile my attention is pullin’ in other directions
Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk
Has an erection for me and thinks that I’ll be his ressurection
Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record
But now he’s fucked the game up cuz one of the ways I came up
Was through that publication the same one that made me famous
Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin’
Well fuck it, that mutherfucker can get it too, fuck him then
But I’m so busy being pissed off I don’t stop to think
That we just inherited 50’s beef with Murder Inc.
And he’s inherited mine which is fine ain’t like either of us mind
We still have soldiers that’s on the front line
That’s willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders
Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us
We’ll maybe shout ‘em out in a rap or up in a chorus
To show them we love ‘em back and let ‘em know how important it is
To have Runion Avenue Soldiers up in our corners
Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is
But I ain’t tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered
It ain’t worth it I can’t think of a perfecter way to word it
Then to just say that I love ya’ll too much to see the virdict
I’ll walk away from it all before I let it go any further
But don’t get it twisted, it’s not a plea that I’m coppin’
I’m just willin’ to be the bigger man
If ya’ll can quit poppin’ off at your jaws well then I can,
Cuz frankly I’m sick of talkin’
I’m not gonna let someone elses coffin rest on my conscience cuz

[Nakarat]

Eminem – Kim

Eminem – Kim

[Eminem]
Aww look at daddy’s baby girl
That’s daddy baby
Little sleepy head
Yesterday I changed your diaper
Wiped you and powdered you.
How did you get so big?
Can’t believe it now your two
Baby you’re so precious
Daddy’s so proud of you
Sit down bitch
If you move again I’ll beat the shit out of you

[Eminem](Eminem as Kim)
(Okay)
Don’t make me wake this baby
She don’t need to see what I’m about to do
Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you?
How could you?
Just leave me and love him out the blue
Oh, what’s a matter Kim?
Am I too loud for you?
Too bad bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time
At first, I’m like all right
You wanna throw me out? That’s fine!
But not for him to take my place, are you out you’re mind?
This couch, this TV, this whole house is mine!
How could you let him sleep in our bed?
Look at Kim
Look at your husband now!
(No!)
I said look at him!
He ain’t so hot now is he?
Little punk!
(Why are you doing this?)
Shut the fuck up!
(You’re drunk! You’re never going to get away at this!)
You think I give a fuck!
Come on we’re going for a ride bitch
(No!)
Sit up front
(Well I can’t just leave Haley alone, what if she wakes up?)
We’ll be right back
Well I will you’ll be in the trunk

[Nakarat] x 2
So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don’t wanna go on
Living in this world without you

You really fucked me Kim
You really did a number on me
Never knew me cheating on you would come back to haunt me
But we was kids then Kim, I was only 18
That was years ago
I thought we wiped the slate clean
That’s fucked up!
(I love you!)
Oh God my brain is racing
(I love you!)
What are you doing?
Change the station I hate this song!
Does this look like a big joke?
(No!)
There’s a four year old boy lyin’ dead with a slit throat
In your living room, ha-ha
What you think I’m kiddin’ you?
You loved him didn’t you?
(No!)
Bullshit you bitch don’t fucking lie to me
What the fuck’s this guy’s problem on the side of me?
Fuck you asshole, yeah bite me
Kim, KIM!
Why don’t you like me?
You think I’m ugly don’t you
(It’s not that!)
No you think I’m ugly
(Baby)
Get the fuck away from me, don’t touch me
I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU
OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU
How the fuck could you do this to me?
(Sorry!)
How the fuck could you do this to me?

[Nakarat] (2x)

Come on get out
(I can’t I’m scared)
I said get out bitch!
(Let go of my hair, please don’t do this baby)
(Please I love you, look we can just take Haley and leave)
Fuck you, you did this to us
You did it, it’s your fault
Oh my God I’m crackin’ up
Get a grip Marshall
Hey remember the time we went to Brian’s party?
And you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie
That was funny wasn’t it?
(Yes!)
That was funny wasn’t it?
(Yes!)
See it all makes sense, doesn’t it?
You and your husband have a fight
One of you tries to grab a knife
And during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adam’s apple sliced
(No!)
And while this is goin’ on
His son just woke up and he just walks in
She panics and he gets his throat cut
(Oh my God!)
So now they both dead and you slash your own throat
So now it’s double homicide and suicide with no note
I should have known better when you started to act weird
We could’ve…HEY! Where you going? Get back here!
You can’t run from me Kim
It’s just us, nobody else!
You’re only making this harder on yourself
Ha! Ha! Got’cha!
(Ahh!)
Ha! Go ahead yell!
Here I’ll scream with you!
AH SOMEBODY HELP!
Don’t you get it bitch, no one can hear you?
Now shut the fuck up and get what’s comin to you
You were supposed to love me
{*Kim choking*}
NOW BLEED! BITCH BLEED!
BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED!

[Nakarat] (2x)

Eminem – Kill You

Eminem – Kill You

Albüm Adı : Curtain Calls – The Hits

[Eminem]
When I was just a little baby boy,
my momma used to tell me these crazy things.
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man,
she used to tell me he hated me.
But then I got a little bit older and I realized,
she was the crazy one.
But there was nothin’ I could do or say to try to change her,
cuz that’s just the way she was.

They said I can’t rap about bein’ broke no more.
They aint say I can’t rap about coke no more.
(AHHH!) Slut, you think I won’t choke no whore
’till the vocal cords don’t work in her throat no more?!
(AHHH!) These motherfuckers are thinkin’ I’m playinThinkin’ I’m sayin’ this shit cuz I’m thinkin’ it just to be sayin’ it
(AHHH!) Put your hands down BITCH, I ain’t gon’ shoot you.
I’ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it through you
(AHHH!) Shut up slut, you’re causin’ too much chaos
Just bend over and take it slut, okay Ma?
‘Oh, now he’s rapin’ his own mother, abusing a whore,
snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?”
You goddamn right BITCH, and now it’s too late,
I’m triple platinum and tragedies happened in two states.
I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
vain Vicodin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! {*chainsaw revs up*}
Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all
Danglin’ from his neck, while his head barely hangs on.
Blood, guts, guns, cuts.
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts.

Chorus: Eminem

Bitch I’ma kill you! You don’t wanna fuck with me.
Girls neither- you ain’t nuttin but a slut to me
Bitch I’ma kill you! You ain’t got the balls to beef.
We ain’t gon’ never stop beefin’ I don’t squash the beef.
You better kill me? I’ma be another rapper dead
for poppin’ off at the mouth with shit I shouldn’ta said.
But when they kill me – I’m bringin’ the world with me.
Bitches too! You ain’t nuttin’ but a girl to me.

..I said you don’t, wanna fuck with Shady, (’cause why?)
‘Cause Shady, will fuckin’ kill you. (ah-haha)
I said you don’t, wanna fuck with Shady, (wha?)
Cuz Shady, will fuckin’ kill you

[Eminem]
Bitch I’ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I’ma conceal you
in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
Fuck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up!
I’m tryin’ to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell ‘em
I ain’t acid rap, but I rap on acid
Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added.
WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO!
Just criminal intent to sodomize women again
Eminem offend? NO! Eminem’ll assault.
And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse
to do it again, THEN, if he does it again
you’ll probably end up jumpin’ out of somethin’ up in the 10th
(Ahhhhhhhh!) Bitch I’ma kill you, I ain’t done, this ain’t the chorus.
I ain’t even drugged you in the woods yet to paint the forest
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times
in the tub but that’s normal ain’t it, Norman?
Serial killer hidin’ murder material
in a cereal box on top of your stereo
Here we go again, we’re out of our medicine,
out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in.

Chorus (first line starts “Or I’ma kill you!”)

[Eminem]
Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
Cause ladies’ screams keep creepin’ in Shady’s dreams.
And the way things seem, I shouldn’t have to pay these shrinks
these eighty G’s a week to say the same things TWEECE!
TWICE? Whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots! I hope the weed’ll outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
just to argue with ‘em cuz their ratings stink?
FUCK THAT! I’ll choke radio announcer to bouncer,
from fat bitch to all seventy-thousand pounds of her.
From principal, to the student body, and counselor,
from in-school, to before school, to out of school.
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.
OKAY, I’M READY TO GO PLAY
I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J.
I’M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE’S THROATS sag
You faggots keep eggin’ me on ’till I have you at knifepoint,
then you beg
me to stop?
SHUT UP! Gimme your hands and feet!
I said SHUT UP when I’m talkin to you!
YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME!

Chorus (first line starts “Or I’ma kill you!”
ninth line starts “Bitch I’ma kill you!”)

[Eminem] Hahaha, I’m just playin’ ladies. You know I love you.

Eminem – Just the Two of Us

Eminem – Just the Two of Us

Just the two of us.. (8X)

[Eminem]
Baby your da-da loves you (hey)
And I’ma always be here for you (hey) no matter what happens
You’re all I got in this world
I would never give you up for nothin
Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep you from me
I love you

C’mon Hai-Hai, we goin to the beach
Grab a couple of toys and let da-da strap you in the car seat
Oh where’s mama? She’s takin a little nap in the trunk
Oh that smell (whew!) da-da musta runned over a skunk
Now I know what you’re thinkin – it’s kind of late to go swimmin
But you know your mama, she’s one of those type of women
that do crazy things, and if she don’t get her way, she’ll throw a fit
Don’t play with da-da’s toy knife, honey, let go of it (no!)
And don’t look so upset, why you actin bashful?
Don’t you wanna help da-da build a sand castle? (yeah!)
And mama said she wants to show how far she can float
And don’t worry about that little boo-boo on her throat
It’s just a little scratch – it don’t hurt, her was eatin
dinner while you were sweepin and spilled ketchup on her shirt
Mama’s messy isn’t she? We’ll let her wash off in the water
and me and you can pway by ourselves, can’t we?

Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!

See honey.. there’s a place called heaven and a place called hell
A place called prison and a place called jail
And da-da’s probably on his way to all of em except one
Cause mama’s got a new husband and a stepson
And you don’t want a brother do ya? (Nah)
Maybe when you’re old enough to understand a little better
I’ll explain it to ya
But for now we’ll just say mama was real real bad
She was bein mean to dad and made him real real mad
But I still feel sad that I put her on time-out
Sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin to climb out (WAHH!)
I told you it’s okay HaiHai, wanna ba-ba?
Take a night-night? Nan-a-boo, goo-goo ga-ga?
Her make goo-goo ca-ca? Da-da change your dia-dee
Clean the baby up so her can take a nighty-nighty
Your dad’ll wake her up as soon as we get to the water
Ninety-seven Bonnie and Clyde, me and my daughter

Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!

Wake up sweepy head we’re here, before we pway
we’re gonna take mama for a wittle walk along the pier
Baby, don’t cry honey, don’t get the wrong idea
Mama’s too sweepy to hear you screamin in her ear (ma-maa!)
That’s why you can’t get her to wake, but don’t worry
Da-da made a nice bed for mommy at the bottom of the lake
Here, you wanna help da-da tie a rope around this rock? (yeah!)
We’ll tie it to her footsie then we’ll roll her off the dock
Ready now, here we go, on the count of free..
One.. two.. free.. WHEEEEEE! (whoooooshhhhh)
There goes mama, spwashin in the wa-ta
No more fightin wit dad, no more restraining order
No more step-da-da, no more new brother
Blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love her (mommy!)
Now we’ll go play in the sand, build a castle and junk
But first, just help dad with two more things out the trunk

Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!

Just the two of us.. (4X)

[Eminem]
Just me and you baby
Is all we need in this world
Just me and you
Your da-da will always be there for you
Your da-da’s always gonna love you
Remember that
If you ever need me I will always be here for you
If you ever need anything, just ASK
Da-da will be right there
Your da-da loves you
I love you baby

Eminem – Just Rhymin Wit Proof

Eminem – Just Rhymin Wit Proof

“Just Rhymin Wit Proof”
(feat. Proof of D-12)

[Eminem]
Are we supposed to shut up or talk…I’ll cut your butt up and walk…
Around with my ass showing all over the fuckin town

[Proof]
….Then You get done up in chalk
Yo….

[Eminem]
We ready…we ready .. we ready.. we ready ?
Ready to hold it steady….Speakin of hold it steady….
You can hold my nuts steady and then….
I can stick my dick in you like a machette…If you’re a girl…
If you’re a girl then you’re my world…And I will kill anybody…
That means… you, her or him
It doesnt matter cuz I’m Eminem
And I’m Slim…I’m also slim and your future’s Whim

[Proof]
Ha ha….don’t stop
D-12 y’all…yea we bust it off the top
We get in that ass Preparation-H style
Knock more boots than that group H-Town (Booo!)
Everybody tryina tell us to wait now
You look dumb as fuck…Like Puffy in his video on that breakdown (hahaha)
Tryin to dance around
How the fuck it feel lock in hand set now
Sever your style .. Divide and Parish
Part ish…when my cart is bustin thru this…
Wassup to Bizzare Kid
Targets get hit and liftoff
Here it is we bout to rip off
Lick shots…no time…we gettin dick snot
Emzy…

[Eminem]
Speakin of lift off….
I’m blastin off…your ass is soft…so I’m startin to jack off
Cuz I’m so horny…and your lyrics are so corny
That they bore me and I woke up too late this morning
Or too early…wait a minute there goes Shirley…
The girly I fucked last year when her hair was curly
Couldnt remember it cuz I was Infinite
And I met ken Kaniff in Connecticut
He said his predicits and pronouns and wanted to throw down
And he said òÀÜI like youòÀİ…and then he walked up and said òÀÜ let me snake bite
youòÀİ
And I said hell no…kicked him with my shell toe…
Gave him a elbow…Ayo Proof …go….

[Proof]
Yo it’s the D to the 1 – 2
What you wanna get done to…
Your chest plate…eradicate
Get your flesh ate…easily done..Here it is…
Freestyle…no need to write shit…cuz when we write shit
Y’all like to bite shit…that why street light up when we write stuff
It’s time to be the champions at this…it’s D-12
1-2 True crew…Slim Shady and Big proof
Knockin over Igloos in Alaska when we blast ya
A massacre creator, one time for data
Darker than Vader…go anybody hot as the equator
It’s time to get down one time for those that dont know us
Girls wanna blow us like Monica….Lewinsky
Come against me…

[Eminem]
Go and see I’m an invincible Mc
If you dont believe it then you wanna try to convince me
That you’re doper than me…which we’ll hope
You would hope to be….but hopefully I will rock globaly
And nationwide…thats why my ass is wide
Thats why your ass just died on the passanger side…
Like a fuckin ride…when it got shot up by a drive by
When I drove by 5 times and gave it five tries
And still missed it
I got a fuckin mental illness a gentle stillness…
Violence…complete silence is what I need in the room while I freestyle
What I need is to do…what is need is smoke weed and brew
And……smoke brew ? You don’t smoke brew…
If you do I’ll choke you and then I garauntee I’ll out smoke you
You’re crew’s a joke too and i can stick my dick in a bitch and poke you….

[Proof]
Stick it in there….rock with my cock on sky rock
Knock ya eye out the sock…(sock)
Get..(get) yeah we come to rock….(it)
So don’t get in the way cuz we gon drop….(shit)
Now how you feel right now we bust yo..op….(tic)….(tock)
We lunatics with mics and we dont stop we come to rock
The dirty dozen is non-stop..
To the top from tree tops to ewoks that pop Reeboks
And men with pre-ops
Yo now there is 3-Pac’s
Master P….Thug Life and now it’s 2pac
Get back to that one…here goes the rhyme that you dropped…

[Eminem]
The rhyme that I dropped is stickin up IHOP
In high tops and walking around like a one eyed Cyclops
And you can’t see me….I only got one eye and I can still see you
You can even give it a dumb try…If you’re a dumb guy then come try this
But I rock the microphone with my flyness
So get off my jock..get of my cock..when I sky rock …it in sky
rock..shit…bitch

[Proof]
Ayo…a lot of people always try to tell us…that we gona be better or
failrues
But me or slim yo you cant tell me…
You try to freestyle son we gon put these verses on your Lp
Slow down with that old stuff….I heard the most of y’all is Mos Def

[Eminem]
My Lp…my whole Lp…tha last one was screaming help me
You couldnt melt me if you was Vanilla Ice…Yo guess what….
My Nuuuuuuuuutz
Here I go with the lyrical miracle…spiritual spirital…you dont wanna hear
it tho
I rickety rock the micrphone
Don’t do it dont do it cuz that shit is stupid…I knew it
I take a beat and loop it…i take a beat and troop it
What the fuck did that mean…I dont know but i got phat jeans on
And I already said that but I dont know where my head’s at
All I wanna do is go back to the hotel and know where my bed’s at

[Proof]
yo wheres the beds at so we can relax and catch Ease
Y’all dont want none of tha dirty Deez
>From the 3-1 its for the three of thirds
One third Mc yo we smoke y’all like herbs
Under the curb early morn take it to born
Y’all get broke up…put back together …re-enacment
Some times you see this…you just a faggot
No need to tag it…wit more loot that Jimmy Swagart

[Eminem]
Faggot….uh oh…was that homophobic…
But no one knows it…and I’m so homophobic
I wont even throw clothes in the Closet
Fuck it…I’ve lost it….I’m holocausted…see my face it’s written all
acrossed it
This beer makes me wanna disappear this year
I’m so high I’m bout to die…and I’m so tired I’m bout to fry
You’re so fired you’re down

[Proof]
Hey….it’s me…it’s the hamster man…
Coming all the way from Amsterdam….
And I come to tell you all a little secret…..
So you can ……..eat it ….you got to grab your crackers
{mumbling}

[Eminem]
Quit spittin your writ shit bitch I’ll kill you and kick you
In your motherfuckin dick and your clit…you little pussy
Hermaphardite with no apettite
And you aint rappin right but you was taking rapid bites
Of my dick when you was on it…my brain is haunted
I walk up in a place in a t shirt wit my stains on it
But i dont give a damn…give a fuck…give a shit…give a hell
give a piss give a dick give a lick

[Proof]
Yea….live and direct it’s us
You better back up…

[Eminem]
You better back up before I jack off
Back off before I jack off

[Proof]
You better back off before he jack off (laughing)
You better back off before I jack off

[Eminem]
Colder than Jack Frost…smack you across your face
While I’m still jackin off
Sittin in the closet beatin my shit
Aint got nuttin else to do cuz I’m thinkin of a bitch
Wait a minute …oh shit she’s here…
Look who walked in the door….come in it’s Britney Spears
(Ken Kaniff)
Oh….come here little girl
come here little girl

[Eminem]
What happened? (I dunno)
We stopped rappin (Oh it’s Clappin)
Gun clappin…and all I need is one napkin to wipe the cum off
When I come off with the drum off
Whatever the hell that meant…but I can still speak wit a accent
A french accent Excuse my french but
Suck my dick touche le le poo…uhh….bitch

[Proof]
Bonjuor…I’m here with the cure…Oh yea lets rock it for the drawer
Hey Em…how you doin this is me…The Em jock…get off my…
Damn cock …..laughing….

Eminem – Just Lose It

Eminem – Just Lose It

Albüm Adı : Encore

Intro:
(Eminem making sounds) ok..
Guess who’s back
Back again
Shady’s back
Tell a friend
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

Verse 1:
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 molestation accusation
Aah aah aah aah aah
no worries, pappa’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 psycho
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
Tee pee for my bunghole 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

Hook:
Now I’m gonna make you dance
Here’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
Aah aah aah aah aah
Just lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah
Go crazy
Aah aah aah aah aah
Oh baby
Aah aah
Oh baby baby aah aah

Verse 2:
It’s Friday and it’s my day
Used to party all the way to sunday
Maybe till monday, i dunno what day
Everday’s just a holiday
Crusin’ on the freeway
Feelin’ kinda breezy
Got the top down, let my hair blow
I dunno where i’m goin’
All I know is when i get there
Someones gonna touch my body
Excuse me miss, I don’t mean to sound like a jerk
But I’m feel 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…there
What’s your name girl
What’s your sign
Dr Dre: Man, you must be out your mind
Dre aah aah
Dear God goes blind
I’m just trying to unwind

Hook:
Now I’m gonna make you dance
Here’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
Aah aah aah aah aah
Just lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah
Go crazy
Aah aah aah aah aah
Oh baby
Aah aah
Oh baby baby aah aah

Verse 3:
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
Aah aah aah aah aah
Well I’m sorry, I don’t remember
All I know is this much
I’m not guilty
They said save it
Boy we caught you on tape
Yelling at an old lady, touch my body
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
it’s real intense no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it’s 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
A step back to reality
Look it’s B.Rabbit
You signed me up to battle
I’m a grown man
Duba duba duba duba duba duba
I don’t have any lines to go right here so
Duba duba duba duba fellas what? fellas what?
Grab you left nut, make the right one jealous what?
Black girls
White girls
Skinny girls
Fat girls
Tall girls
Small girls
I’m calling all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It’s your chance for a little romance or
Butt squeezin it’s the season
Just go aah aah aah aah
so appeasing

Hook:
Now I’m gonna make you dance
Here’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
Aah aah aah aah aah
Just lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah
Go crazy
Aah aah aah aah aah
Oh baby
Aah aah
Oh baby baby aah aah

Outro:
Mmmmm touch my body
Mmmmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body

Eminem – Jealousy Woes II

Eminem – Jealousy Woes II

“Jealousy Woes II”

Men singing:
Jealous! (8X)

[Girls voice: (Talking over the singing)]
Jealous!?! What he mean jealous, know what I’m saying?
He just mad cause he got with some ugly hoes, know what I’m saying?
Girls don’t buy him no clothes, He bought that ho some clothes!!
He don’t buy me no clothes, Nigga ain’t got no money, no vibe, no dick
I mean, What do I got to be jealous for?
He ain’t gonna make it no where, he ain’t got no type of time
He has no career move, I mean…

[Verse 1:]
I come home every single day from working double shifts
And stop along the way to pick you up a couple gifts
I come inside and you pretend you miss me when you kiss me
Then you diss me and we strenuously fight continuously
Again you frisk me, for numbers trying to bust me
It must be only just because you never learned to trust me
Plus we only grovel only irrelevant issues
To many tissues, for my feelings you misuse
I buy you jewelry, you make a fool of me
I bring you diamond rings you say I’m bad at timing things
So what’s a man to do when all i hand to you is handed back to me
You act to be this gangsta bitch, that ain’t what first attracted me
I used to love your company now you always bugging me
For information and you tell your friends you plan on dumping me
So I’ma wait for your evacuation
Cause every accusation makes me wanna smack your face in
See I’ve never been so sure, and your just insecure
So my solution to your jealousy presents a cure
I recommend you take your things and check them in
Look at the nervous wreck I’m in, I need my second wind, Say What?

[Chorus: Men Singing]
Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (8X)

[Women's Voice: (Talking over singing)]
Fuck you and what you going through
Fuck Eminem, he just mad cause I left that nigga for another man
Me and Eminem don’t need nothing but my and his money
Immature, Me? Nigga ain’t got no dick, no swang in his thang
Know what I’m saying? He just mad cause I’m getting it all night
Jealous of me, know what I’m saying? That’s what I’m talking about
Mother fucker just trying to get his pussy

[Verse 2:]
I used to be a puppet and a sucker for your silent treatments
I used to be intoxicated with your sweet sense
Until the day I started following your feetprints
And tapping in your phone conversations through the heat vents
It made complete sense, there’s someone else you like
So I confronted you and asked you who was Mike?
And you was like, (sampled) **I need a new nigga**
Someone rich that I could follow
And you’ll be over me by the time you see tomorrow
Leaving me in sorrow, Brandy never felt so broken hearted
I fell apart when you departed then the joking started
I was an open target, you play comedian
And I became the laughing stock. but now I’m on my feet again
And so we meet again, your acting like an ex-wife
All in my sex life, I got a message from Phife
He goes, “You didn’t want me to see you then, I don’t want you now”
Take a towel, wipe your brow, quit trying to hunt me down
You run me down and now your trying to apologize
For all the lies and everytime you made me ball my eyes
Because I got a bigger wallet size, you wanna swing it
Jealousy is in the house ya’ll, Fellas sing it…

[Chorus: Men Singing]
Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (12X)

Eminem – Infinite

Eminem – Infinite

Oh yeah, this is Eminem baby, back up in that motherfucking ass
One time for your motherfucking mind, we represent the 313
You know what I’m saying?, cause they don’t know shit about this
For the 9-6

Verse 1:
Aiyyo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin, cause they be actin maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks run
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
I’m sliming pills or roaches, we sprayed and disinfects
and twist the necks of rappers till their spinal column disconnects
We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smoke
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of narration
Hit’s a snare and bass in a track for duck rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain’t no time to be stare and gazing
I turn the stage into a barren wasteland…
I’m Infinite

Chorus:
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments
Now I’m trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I’m tempted to make another attempt at it…
I’m Infinite

Verse 2:
Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defense
I got some meat to mince, some fruit to stomp,and then two feet to rinse
I greet intensive ladies, I spoil all your fans
I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil bands
My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people
MC’s are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC’s and stand the only one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator
There’s never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck around and catch all of the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
My a capella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite

Chorus:
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments
Now I’m trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I’m tempted to make another attempt at it…
I’m Infinite

Verse 3:
Man I got evidence I’m never dense and I been clever ever since
My residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-O
So I’m assuming all responsibility
Cause there’s a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC’s
Mic messaler, slamming like a wrestler
Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is speacialer, My skill is intergalactical
I get cynical, act a fool, then I send a crew back to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn’t practical
I’d rather let a tractical, tactful, track tickle your fancy
In fact I can’t see, or can’t imagine
A man who ain’t a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
This is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam
Plus the man who never had a plan B
Be all you can be, cause once you make an instant hit
I’m tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit…
I’m Infinite

Chorus:
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments
Now I’m trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I’m tempted to make another attempt at it…
I’m Infinite
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments
Now I’m trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I’m tempted to make another attempt at it…
I’m Infinite

Eminem – If I Had…

Eminem – If I Had…

Albüm Adı : The Slim Shady LP *

* this same song was also on the EP on “Web Entertainment”

Life.. by Marshall Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
put in front of your optical to slow you down
And everytime you think you gotten past it
it’s gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your friends
But they really your enemies, with secret indentities
and disguises, to hide they true colors
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain’t lookin
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny
Money is the root of all evil
Money’ll make them same friends come back around
swearing that they was always down
What is life?
I’m tired of life
I’m tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I’m tired of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thins
I’m tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins
Tired of not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I’m tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin off
I’m tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an hour
then this boss wanders why I’m smartin off
I’m tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk
for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk
I’m tired of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Building Square
Tired of not being a millionaire

But if I had a million dollars
I’d buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I’d make the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I’m on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn’t be enough, because I’d still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss

I’m tired of being white trash, broke and always poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I’m tired of not having a phone
Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it on
Tired of not driving a BM
Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM
Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on tour
Tired of fucking the same blonde whore after work
in the back of a Contour
I’m tired of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns
Tired of being stared at
I’m tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of people saying they’re tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain’t bringin half the skill as me
saying they wasn’t feeling me on “Nobody’s As Ill As Me”
I’m tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of J-L-B saying “Where Hip-Hop Lives”

But if I had a million dollars
I’d buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I’d make the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I’m on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn’t be enough, because I’d still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss

You know what I’m saying?
I’m tired of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be positive
How’m I ’sposed to be positive when I don’t see shit positive?
Know what I’m sayin?
I rap about shit around me, shit I see
Know what I’m sayin? Right now I’m tired of everything
Tired of all this player hating that’s going on in my own city
Can’t get no airplay, you know what I’m sayin?
But ey, it’s cool though, you know what I’m sayin?
Just fed up
That’s my word

Eminem – I’m Shady

Eminem – I’m Shady

Albüm Adı : The Slim Shady LP

[Eminem]
Who came through with two glocks to terrorize your borough (huh?)
Told you how to slap dicks and murder your girl (I did!)
Gave you all the finger and told you to sit and twirl
Sold a billion tapes and still screamed, “Fuck the world!”
(I’m Slim Shady..) so come and kill me while my name’s hot
And shoot me twenty-five times in the same spot (Ow!)
I think I got a generation brainwashed
to pop pills and smoke pot til they brains rot (uhh-oh)
Stop they blood flow until they veins clot
I need a pain shot, and a shot of plain scotch
Purple haze and acid raindrops
Spike the punch at the party and drink pop (gulp gulp)
Shaved my armpits and wore a tank top
Bad Boy, I told you that I can’t stop
You gotta make em fear you ‘fore you make em feel you
So everybody buy my shit or I’ma come and kill you

I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets
I’m your brother when you need, some good weed to set you free
You know me, I’m your friend, when you need a minithin
(I’m Slim Shady..) I’m Shady!!

[Eminem]
I like happy things, I’m really calm and peaceful (uh-huh huh)
I like birds, bees, I like people
I like funny things that make me happy and gleeful (hehehe)
like when my teacher sucked my wee-wee in preschool (Woo!)
The ill type, I stab myself with a steel spike
while I blow my brain out, just to see what it feels like
cause this is how I am in real life (mm-hmm)
I don’t want to just die a normal death, I wanna be killed twice (uh-huh)
How you gonna scare somebody with a gun threat
when they high off of drugs they haven’t even done yet (Huh?)
So bring the money by tonight – cause your wife
said this the biggest knife she ever saw in her life (Help me! Help me!)
I try to keep it positive and play it cool
Shoot up the playground and tell the kids to stay in school (Stay in school!)
Cause I’m the one they can relate to and look up to better
Tonight I think I’ll write my biggest fan a fuck you letter

I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets
I’m your brother when you need, some good weed to set you free
You know me, I’m your friend, when you need a minithin
(I’m Slim Shady..) I’m Shady!!

[Eminem]
Yo.. I listen to your demo tape and act like I don’t like it
(Aww that shit is wack!)
Six months later you hear your lyrics on my shit
(What?? That’s my shit!)
People don’t buy shit no more they just dub it
That’s why I’m still broke and had the number one club hit (Yup, uh huh)
But they love it when you make your business public
so fuck it, I’ve got herpes while we on the subject (uh-huh)
And if I told you I had AIDS y’all would play it
cause you stupid motherfuckers think I’m playin when I say it
— Well, I do take pills, don’t do speed
Don’t do crack (uh-uhh) don’t do coke, I do smoke weed (uh-huh)
Don’t do smack, I do do shrooms, do drink beer (yup)
I just wanna make a few things clear
My baby mama’s not dead (uh-uhh) she’s still alive and bitchin (yup)
And I don’t have herpes, my dick’s just itchin
It’s not syphilis, and as for being AIDS infested
I don’t know yet, I’m too scared to get tested

I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets
I’m your brother when you need, some good weed to set you free
You know me, I’m your friend, when you need a minithin
(I’m Slim Shady..) I’m Shady!!
(Ha hah-ha, ha! Ha hah, hah..) I told you I was Shady!!
(Ha hah-ha, hah-ha! Ha hah, hah-ha, hah-ha, hah-ha)
Y’all didn’t wanna believe me!
I’m Shady!!
.. And that’s my name

Eminem – I’m Back

Eminem – I’m Back

[Chorus: Eminem repeat 4X]

That’s why they call me Slim Shady (I’m Back)
I’m Back (I’m Back) (SLIM SHADY!) I’m Back

[Eminem]
I murder a rhyme one word at a time
You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine
You better, get rid of that nine, it ain’t gonna help
What good’s it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I’m waitin for hell like hell shit I’m anxious as hell
Manson, you’re safe in that cell, be thankful it’s jail
I used to be my mommy’s little angel at twelve
Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punked and bullied on my block
Til I cut a kitten’s head off and stuck it in this kid’s mailbox
{“Mom! MOM!”} I used to give a – fuck, now I could give a fuck less
What do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I’m stressed
Too much stares two breasts, too upset
It’s just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
You think of my name now whenever you say, “Hi”
Became a commodity because I’m W-H-I-
-T-E, cuz MTV was so friendly to me
Can’t wait ’til Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn’t workin?
You hear this finger? Oh it’s upside down
Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
I take each individual degenerate’s head and reach into it
Just to see if he’s influenced by me if he listens to music
And if he feeds into this shit he’s an innocent victim
And becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe
{*vocal scratches*} My name is Slim Shady
I been crazy way before radio didn’t play me
The sensational {*vocal scratch “Back is the incredible!”*}
With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edible
It’s Ken Kaniff on the, internet
Tryin to, lure your kids with him, into bed
It’s a, sick world we live in these days
“Slim for Pete’s sakes put down Christopher Reeve’s legs!”
Geez, you guys are so sensitive
“Slim it’s a touchy subject, try and just don’t mention it”
Mind with no sense in it, fried to get so frenetic
whose eyes get so squinted, I’m blind from smokin ‘em
with my windows tinted, with nine limos rented
Doin lines of coke in ‘em, with a bunch of guys hoppin out
All high and indo scented {*inhales, exhales*}
And that’s where I get my name from, that’s why they call me

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
I take seven (kids) from (Columbine), stand ‘em all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a nine
A Mack-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine
And that’s a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time
Cause (I’mmmm) Shady, they call me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N’Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should I dye my hair pink and care what y’all think?
Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?
It’s why I tend to block out when I hear things
Cause all these fans screamin is makin my ears ring (AHHHH!!!)
So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it linger
longer than the rumor that I was stickin it to Christina
Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz
It’d be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know this!
I’m sorry Puff, but I don’t give a fuck if this chick was my own mother
I still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her
And have a son and a new brother at the same time
And just say that it ain’t mine, what’s my name?

[Chorus]

[Eminem {*vocal scratching*}]
Guess who’s b-back, back
Gue-gue-guess who’s back (Hi mom!)
{*scratch*} Guess who’s back
{*scratch*} Gue {*scratch*} guess who’s back
D-12 {*scratch*} Guess who’s back
Gue, gue-gue-gue, guess who’s back
Dr. Dre {*scratch*} Guess who’s back
Back back {*scratch*} back
{*scratch*}
Slim Shady, 2001
I’m blew out from this blunt (*sighs*) fuck

Eminem – I Love You More

Eminem – I Love You More

The more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say you hate me, I just love you more
You don’t want me, I just want you more
I buy you flowers, you throw ‘em at me
I know it’s sad but it’s making me happy
The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on
Because you love me and I love you more

It’s sick but who could ever predict we’d be doin’ the same shit
We say that we do it for our baby but we don’t, we do it for us
It’s lust, ‘cuz neither one of us trusts each other so we fuck
‘Till we bust, ’till cuss each other out, we know what it’s about
Shout ’till I throw you out the house, you throw me out the house
I throw you on the couch, punch you in the mouth, we fist fight
‘Till we turn this mother out and apologize after, laughter
Pain, it’s insane, we’re back in the same chapter again
And it’s sad but it’s true, when i’m laying here with you
There ain’t nothing anyone could ever say or ever do ‘cuz

The more you put me through
Love You More Lyrics on
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say you hate me, I just love you more
You don’t want me, I just want you more
I buy you flowers, you throw ‘em at me
I know it’s sad but it’s making me happy
The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on
Because you love me and I love you more

‘Cuz I hate you, do you hate me?
Good, ‘cuz you’re so fuckin beautiful when you’re angry
It makes me wanna just take you and just throw you
On the bed and fuck you like I don’t even know you
You FUCK other people and I FUCK other people
You’re a SLUT, but i’m equal, i’m a MUTT, we’re both evilin our ways
But neither one of us would ever admit it
‘Cuz one of us would have one up on the other so forget it
We can make accusations, people spread rumours
But they ain’t got proof, ’till they do, it’s just the two of us
You and me, ‘cuz any chick can say that she’s screwin’ me
But you gotta believe it to a degree ‘cuz true indeed
If you didn’t I wouldn’t be hittin’, yeah I would
‘Cuz the sex is too damn good, if I ran, who would I run to
That would be this soft and warm? So it’s off and on
Usually more off then on but at least we know that we
Share this common bond, you’re the only one I can fuck
Without a condom on, I hope the only reason that I cope
Is ‘cuz of that fact and I can bust in that, and that’s why

The more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say you hate me, I just love you more
You don’t want me, I just want you more
I buy you flowers, you throw ‘em at me
I know it’s sad but it’s making me happy
The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on
Because you love me and I love you more

I can never understand it, that’s why I don’t try
From junior high until we both die, you silly hoe why must we try
Is it really so rough that we must always call each other’s Billy Goat’s Gruff
Try to pull each other’s legs until the other begs
We’re lying to ourself, that’s the beauty of it, yeah
‘Cuz we truly love each other, that’s why we always fight
And all we do is shove each other every other fuckin’ night
And it’s clear, it ain’t gonna change, this pinned up rage
We both have, we both feel like we’ve been upstaged
By someone else, we both been someone else’s someone else
The problem is neither one wants help, it’s an addiction
And it can’t be fixed, our family’s mixed up
There’s a baby sister in the mix and it hurts ‘cuz the pieces to the puzzle don’t fit
And anybody who thinks he knows us doesn’t know shit
And they’re probably just tired of hearing it all the time on every song
Every lyric and every rhyme, all the hoopla, all of the woopty woo
What you put me through, fuckin’ woopty do
But I won’t be made a fool of, if this is true love
You wouldn’t do what you did last time, you wouldn’t screw up
This time, ‘cuz this time girl i’m tellin you what
You do it again and i’m fuckin’ you up ‘cuz no matter

What you say, what you do
I’ma hunt you down ’till I find you
No matter where you run, i’ll be right there
Right behind you in your nightmares
So much for them flowers, and the candy
All the times that you threw it back at me
Told me you hate me, you ‘gon hate me more
When you find out you can’t escape me, whore

The more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say you hate me, I just love you more
You don’t want me, I just want you more
I buy you flowers, you throw ‘em at me
I know it’s sad but it’s making me happy
The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on
Because you love me and I love you more

Eminem – Hellbound (H&H Remix)

Eminem – Hellbound (H&H Remix)

“Hellbound (H&H Remix)”
(feat. J-Black, Masta Ase)

[Announcer]
Welcome back, to the stage of history

[Eminem]
Yo.. Slim Shady!
Yo.. I’ll fuckin.. I’ll..
I’ll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww)
Battle? I’m too weeded to speak to
The only key that I see to defeat you
would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you
and force feed you ‘em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe
I’ll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse
you’ll think I pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you
(Bitch!) I ain’t no fuckin G, I’m a cannibal
I ain’t tryin to shoot you,
I’m tryin to chop you into pieces and eat you
Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass
and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!)
Fuck the planet, until it spins on a broken axis
I’m so bananas I’m showin up to your open casket
to fill it full of explosive gasses
and close it back with a lit match in it
while I sit back and just hope it catches
Blow you to fragments
Laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes

[Chorus: J-Black (repeat 2X)]

I see the light at the end
But every time I take a step, it gets dim
Tell me is this hell we’re livin in?
If so, heaven’s got to be better
But if we’re hellbound, whatever, let’s go down

[J-Black]
Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never)
I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse
I’ma drink ’til my liver rot, see the doc
Leave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, ’til the liver spot
One day we all gon’ die
But when I die, I’ma be so high
that I’ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete bare
with the chalk outline still there
I smoke ’til I choke and I sex a lot
I got a cross on my chain but it’s just a rock
Now if I pray everynight (night)
Do I still have to hold my trey very tight?
You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on Earth
I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse
I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse
Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk
See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a Nordface
Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith
Angels greet me but I don’t reply back
Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where’s Thai at?

[Chorus 1&2]

[Announcer]
Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burns
Final battle, fight!

[Masta Ace]
Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso
Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso
And of course, yo, y’all know I’m no stranger to danger
Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger
I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound
And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds
My pen ’bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger
Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her
Ten blocks, untie the bitch and I still bag her
Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager
My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel
My flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnel
Everyday I grow more older, and more colder
Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a Boulder
I know you want to retaliate but you won’t dare
Cause you fuckin with some niggaz like this who just don’t care

[Chorus]

[J-Black]
But every time I take a step, it gets dim..
Tell me is this hell we’re livin in?
Haha..

[Announcer]
Time’s up!
You lose!

Eminem – Hailie’s Song

Eminem – Hailie’s Song

Yo, I can’t sing – I feel like singing
I want to fuckin sing
Cause I’m happy – yeah, I’m happy, haha!
I got my baby back
Yo, check it out…

Somedays I sit, starin 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 wastin my time?!
But then I see my baby, suddenly I’m not crazy!!
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes

Cause sometimes it feels like the world’s on my shoulders
Everyone’s leanin on me
Cause sometimes it feels like the world’s almost over
But then she comes back to me

My baby girl, keeps gettin older
I watch her grow up with pride
People make jokes, cause 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 into her eyes

Man if I could sing, I’d keep singin this song to my daughter
If I could hit the notes, I’d blow somethin as long as my father
to show her how I feel about her, how proud I am that I 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
cause 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
and this load is like the weight of the world, and I think my neck is breakin
Should I just give up or try to live up to these expectations?
Now look, I love my daughter more than life in itself
but I got a wife that’s determined to make my life livin hell
But I handle it well, given the circumstances I’m dealt
So many chances, man, it’s too bad, coulda had someone else
But the years that I’ve wasted is nothin to the tears that I’ve tasted
So here’s what I’m facin – three felonies, six 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 comin, what’d 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 tommorrow, 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 can get, the weight has been lifted

And now it don’t feel like the world’s on my shoulders
Everyone’s leanin on me
Cause my baby knows that her daddy’s a soldier
Nothing can take her from me

Wooo! 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

Eminem – Hail Mary 2003 (Ja Rule Diss)

Eminem – Hail Mary 2003 (Ja Rule Diss)

“Hail Mary 2003 (Ja Rule Diss)”
(feat. 50 Cent, Busta Rhymes)

[Chorus]
Come get me
Motherfuckers if you want Shady
If Pac was still here now,
He would never ride with Ja
Na, na, na, na ,na, na, na, na

[Eminem]
Makaveli rest in peace
Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body
Mouth like a .12 gauge shotti

[Chorus 2x]

[Eminem]
You ain’t no killer, you a pussy
That ecstasy got you all emotional and moushy
Bitches wearing rags in photos, Ja’s words being quoted
In the SOURCE, stealing ‘Pac’s shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouth, pray to god, hoping no ones listening
See 50 coming for me, I’ma guard my, my position
No one will pay attention
To me, please Gotti, here I go
Gimme this pill, ecstasy got me feeling so
Invincible
Now all of a sudden I’m a fucking mad man who screams
Like I’m ‘Pac but I’m not, enemies, Hennesy
Acting like I’m great, but I’m fake, I’m CRAZY
Sweat drip, get me off this trip, someone stop this train
Some say my brain is all corrupted, fuck from this shit
I’m stuck, I’m addicted from these drugs, I’ma quit
Saying motherfucker’s name’s before someone fucks me up
Ain’t no pussies over here, partner, see you hell, fucker

[Eminem Sings]
Come get me
If you motherfuckers want Shady
If Pac was still here now,
He would never ride with Ja
Na, na, na, na ,na, na, na, na

Get off that E
Before you try to fuck with me
It’s Aftermath here now
Shady Records got it locked
La, la, la, la , la, la, la, la

[50 Cent]
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wasting
Institutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Hustle hard from the cell, G-Unit motherfucker, WE BALLING
Catch me counting trees when I’m calling
Can you set my car, Ceo let me sip on Henessy, “Can I sips some more?”
Hell, I done been in jail, I ain’t scared
Momma checking in my bedroom, I ain’t there
I got a head with no screws in it
Motherfuckers think they can stop 50… they losing it
Lil’ nigga named Ja, thinks he live like me
Talking about he left the hospital, took 9 like me

[50 Cent]
You living fantasies nigga
I’ll Reject your Deposit
When yo lil sweet ass coming out of the closet
now he wondering why DMX blow him out
next time grown folks talking bitch close your mouth
Peep me I take this war shit deeply
Seen too many real niggas balling like these bitch niggas beat me
yous a motherfucking punk and you see me with gloves
quit scaring them fucking kids with ya ugly ass mug
and you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want
but you and i know whats going on Nigga pay back I know your bitch ass from way back
Witness be strap with macs You know I don’t play that
All these old rappers trying to advance its all over now — take it like a man
HAHA–Irv looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
trying to play hate on my shit – man eat a fat dick
Loving this shit, thats how you made me-feeling like I got you niggas crazy, i like
Against all odds up with my dogs motherfuckers now
It’ll be the realist shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio getting blow to the truest shit i ever
spoke 21 gun salute

[Busta Rhymes:]
Hey yo I’m one of the most humble, rep the streets to the core
Hey Jeffrey, What the fuck you come involving me for?
You spent a long time coming like a bless and a check
you see 106 and park fans don’t even fucking respect you
It’s kinda funny, wanna be PAC wanna be fake like he thug
running around talking shit that he ain’t even capable of
now let me OFF this cock sucker watch me handle you nigga
If i recall Violator use to manage you nigga then took a closer look and
realized you was an empostor theres never been a Violator on a Murda Inc rosta. Dumb ass
now who shoot? — Ah made you look, you said Busta singing the same old hook, You Stupid
if yall shoot I take a look at ya man the bitch shot himself in front of Def Jam
Chedda Bob ass nigga start adjusting ya plan
you let the streets down nigga – Apologize to ya fans
watch ya pull a lil stunt like we ain’t know where you are ya lil faggot
desperate be trying while we establish a buzz I know the shit is driving you crazy You wondering how
The streets ain’t never want you Beatrice what you gonna do now?
Now if you wanna beef with me, then I’m beefing with you
I think about the game and what its like and “WHAT WOULD IT BE WITHOUT YOU”
You finished I ain’t trying to repeat this just because I’m cool shouldn’t
take my kindness for weakness

[Busta speaking in background]
Ooh shit ha ha That was fun Next time you got a problem with me, Address me
before you try to make the shit a public issue homie, I’m return back to my regular
self and have fun again
-One

Eminem – Guilty Conscience

Eminem – Guilty Conscience

“Guilty Conscience”
(feat. Dr. Dre)

[sound of static]

[announcer]
Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old.
Fed up with life and the way things are going,
he decides to rob a liquor store.
(“I can’t take this no more, I can’t take it no more homes”)
But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart.
And suddenly, his conscience comes into play…
(“Shit is mine, I gotta do this.. gotta do this”)

[Dr. Dre]
Alright, stop! (Huh?)
Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store
and try to get money out the drawer
You better think of the consequence (But who are you?)
I’m your motherfuckin conscience

[Eminem]
That’s nonsense!
Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt’s cribs
And borrow a damn dress, and one of her blonde wigs
Tell her you need a place to stay
You’ll be safe for days if you shave your legs with Renee’s razor blade

[Dr. Dre]
Yeah but if it all goes through like it’s supposed to
The whole neighborhood knows you and they’ll expose you
Think about it before you walk in the door first
Look at the store clerk, she’s older than George Burns

[Eminem]
Fuck that! Do that shit! Shoot that bitch!
Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich?
Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch?
Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids?

[Dr. Dre]
Man, don’t do it, it’s not worth it to risk it! (You’re right!)
Not over this shit (Stop!) Drop the biscuit (I will!)
Don’t even listen to Slim yo, he’s bad for you
(You know what Dre? I don’t like your attitude..)

[sound of static]

(“It’s alright c’mon, just come in here for a minute”)
(“Mmm, I don’t know!”)
(“Look baby..”)
(“Damn!”)
(“Yo, it’s gonna be alright, right?”)
(“Well OK..”)

[announcer]
Meet Stan, twenty-one years old. (“Give me a kiss!”)
After meeting a young girl at a rave party,
things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom.
Once again, his conscience comes into play… (“Shit!”)

[Eminem]
Now listen to me, while you’re kissin her cheek
and smearin her lipstick, I slipped this in her drink
Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch’s earlobe..
(Yo! This girl’s only fifteen years old
You shouldn’t take advantage of her, that’s not fair)
Yo, look at her bush.. does it got hair? (Uh huh!)
Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare
Til she passes out and she forgot how she got there
(Man, ain’t you ever seen that one movie _Kids_?)
No, but I seen the porno with SunDoobiest!
(Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?)
Man fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail..

[sound of static]
[pickup idling, radio playing]

[announcer]
Meet Grady, a twenty-nine year old construction worker.
After coming home from a hard day’s work,
he walks in the door of his trailer park home
to find his wife in bed with another man.
(“WHAT THE FUCK?!?!”)
(“Grady!!”)

[Dr. Dre]
Alright calm down, relax, start breathin..

[Eminem]
Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin
While you at work she’s with some dude tryin to get off?!
FUCK slittin her throat, CUT THIS BITCH’S HEAD OFF!!!

[Dr. Dre]
Wait! What if there’s an explanation for this shit?
(What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick?!)
Alright Shady, maybe he’s right Grady
But think about the baby before you get all crazy

[Eminem]
Okay! Thought about it, still wanna stab her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That’s what I did, be smart, don’t be a retard
You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped DEE BARNES??!

[Dr. Dre]
What’chu say? (What’s wrong? Didn’t think I’d remember?)
I’ma kill you motherfucker!

[Eminem]
Uhhh-aahh! Temper temper!
Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.?
Mr. AK comin’ straight outta Compton y’all better make way?
How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?

[Dr. Dre]
Cause he don’t need to go the same route that I went
Been there, done that.. aw fuck it…
What am I sayin? Shoot em both Grady, where’s your gun at?

[gun fires, is cocked, and re-fired]

Eminem – Go To Sleep

Eminem]
I ain’t gonna eat, I ain’t gonna sleep
Ain’t gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain’t gonna work
For me, it just wouldn’t be, sufficient enough
Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we breathe, I don’t ever see, either of us
Coming to terms, where we can agree
There ain’t gonna be, no reason, speakin wit me
You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin Englais
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless
You’re gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
And settle this face to face, and you’re gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you’ve never seen
And you’re gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don’t need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I’m seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best believe you gon’ know me
When I’m this close, to see you exposed as phony
Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
You was gonna do, that’s what I thought, you’re pitiful
I’m rid of you, all you, Ja, you’ll get it too!

[Chorus]
Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time’s up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah…
…Go to sleep bitch!

[Obie Trice]
We got you niggaz, nervous
On purpose, to hurt your focus, you’se not MC’s, you’se worthless
You’se not them G’s, you’se a circus, you’se no appeal, please
You’se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third
You’se purpin, you’se no threat, who’s ya servin?
We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You fuck with a label overseein the Earth
Shady muthafucka, O. Trice’s birth
And as I mold, I become a curse
So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
Depicts fiction in his verse
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You’se not the streets, you’se the desk
Use not your chest nigga, use a vest
Before two’s choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nigga, that’s the depth

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Hey dog, I’ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I’ma stay blazin New York wit the heat
Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet
Understand my pain, the rain ain’t sweet
Peep how I’m moving, peep where I’m going
Shit don’t seep, then sleep not knowin
But I’ma keep growing, getting larger than life
Easy-going with the same one that started the fight
He be knowing how dog get, when dog gone bite
Tried to show him the dog shit, it’s dog for life
Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight
Cuz it’s all good, it’s all right
Niggas tried to holla, but couldn’t holla back
Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac
Blood Line, and, we can go track for track
Damn dog, why’d you have to do them niggas like that?

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
All you motherfuckers! take that!
Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo!
We’re killin all you motherfuckers dead, all you!
Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more press!
Rot, motherfuckers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt!
Die nameless, bitch, die nameless! No more fame!
Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha
Yo X, come on man, Obie, let’s go, haha!

Eminem – Get Low

[Intro]
Uh..
Yeah..
I like the way you do that shorty (shorty)
Now can you do somethin’ for me (uh)
I like the way you movin’ girl
Show me how you do that girl
I like the way you do that shorty (uh)
Now can you do somethin’ for me

[Chorus]
I can’t, stand here and watch her dance
She got me comin’ outta my pants
And i dont wanna miss my chance, to jump on her
If i could, get her outta here i would
I never seen a girl move that good
And there’s something tellin’ me i should
Get Low!

[Verse]
Yeah..
I’m in the 2006, brand new wagon
Lookin’ for a diva to handle a dragon
And even if there’s two of um, i’ma move in and bag um
Make sure i’m strapped, keep the Uz and the Magnum
Yeah the gun talk, but i’m talkin’ ’bout the condom
They followin’ me home with my dog right behind um
Have you ever seen a ass clap on a stallion
Another bad bitch half black and italian
I dont know if she likes me or my medallion
You think i give a fuck, i’m just tryna get a nut
I dont need no-one to build my self-esteem up
Im fresh out the hood, but fuck it its all good
Why you can use me, cuz i’ma use you
For menage-a-twage, you know the usual
And if you do me maybe i’ll do you
A favour and walk you outside, rightt

[Chorus]
I can’t, stand here and watch her dance
She got me comin’ outta my pants
And i dont wanna miss my chance, to jump on her
If i could, get her outta here i would
I never seen a girl move that good
And there’s something tellin’ me i should
Get Low!

[Verse]
Naa, i aint ever aite pussy before
But im close to the edge if she pushin’ me Lord
Her body language is that a nigga stiff as a sword
So she cant be a angel this bitch is a fraud
Head prolly took a nigga on a trip to the morgue
Pussy good enough to drive out the Michigan Ford
As soon as i hit the door she’s squeezin’ my arm
Hoppin’ all on a nigga like Christina Milian
It might take a couple rounds to make me get to calm
But when she does go to sleep she might need a alarm
Cuz i’m gone, she wanna be with a don
But i’m stuck so i’ma keep it about me on a song
Aint nothin’ wrong, with a lil’ bumpin’ and grindinEspecially if they got somethin’ behind um
Im high as hell, pussy drunk when i climb in
How a nigga unfortunate i’m in

[Chorus]
I can’t, stand here and watch her dance
She got me comin’ outta my pants
And i dont wanna miss my chance, to jump on her
If i could, get her outta here i would
I never seen a girl move that good
And there’s something tellin’ me i should
Get Low!

[Verse]
Shorty looks like she’s datin’ a fashion designer
Damn, she musta got that from her momma
You know me somewhere in the back with the Llama
Keeps one of the cats with the drama, i’ma
Get a lil’ closer to her, ma look so sweet
She remind me of a lot of broads aint Monique
But a bird nigga tryna holla, they all speak
Do you write up her phone number down, they wont keep
Lemme get her, i have her burnin’ Haze all week
Givin’ me wop to the music, mine plays on beat
Yeah, i’m so street, i’m so cheap
I’m so fly, but you already know that i
Dunn been all around the world, they dont know that guy
But lil’ man gon’ talk to, i oppose that i
He just mad that he aint got the kinda clothes i buy
All ride in the U.F.O i drive

[Chorus]
I can’t, stand here and watch her dance
She got me comin’ outta my pants
And i dont wanna miss my chance, to jump on her
If i could, get her outta here i would
I never seen a girl move that good
And there’s something tellin’ me i should
Get Low! (low, low, [echoes])

Eminem – Fack

[Chorus]
Ahh, Ahhh, Aahaaah (oh god damn!)
I’m gonna fackin cum! (oh shit!)
Faack fack faaaaaaack (fuck I am!)
I am, I’m going to cum (I’m cumming!)

———————————————-
[Verse 1]
(Ohh yeahh god) I never seen no shit like this,
this bitch can twist like a damn contortionist
condom on my dick of course it is,
this bitch don’t know what abortion is
so I can’t cum in her,
fucks like a porn star, looks like Jenna,
fack I’m gonna, cum
I think my rubbers comin’ off,
but oh its so fuckin wet and soft,
fuck, i’m gonna start lettin’ off
i’m spurting and she’s not gettin’ off,
and shes on top
im gonna facking, ohh god,
oh don’t do that dont, stop,
stop don’t, I don’t mean don’t stop,
oww wait a minute
oh oh fuck I…I’m gonna fackin cum! *squirt squirt squirt*

——————————–
[Chorus]
Ahh Ahhh Ahhahhhh (oh god damn!)
I’m gonna fackin’ cum! (oh shit!)
Fack fack faaaack (fack I am!)
I am, I’m going to cum (I’m cumming!)

—————————————————-
[Verse 2]
Oooh wow, boom that pow ooh ow I need a cigarette now!
Ow i’m so fuckin’ hot,
and you’re soo fuckin’ hot,
oh my god,
I wanna fackin’ fack
no not fuck, I said fack,
f-a-c-k, f-a-c-k, fack, fack fack fackin’ freak me!
Ohh yeah girl see baby they call me Mr Freaky,
lets call your sister, 3-way have some 3-some me so hoooaney!
And you’re such a fuckin’ babe I wanna go down on you, fack you shaved!
Ohh god damn here I go again, I’m gonna cum I am.

——————————-
[Chorus]
Ahhh Ahhh Ahhhahh (oh god damn!)
I’m gonna fackin’ cum! (oh shit!)
Fack fack faaaaack (fack I am!)
I am, I’m going to cum (I’m cumming!)

*Distortioned Mumbling*
The bed is vibrating
eheheheh
The bed is vibrating
eheheheh
The bed is vibrating
eheheheh
The bed is vibrating
eheh *lips flap*

[Verse 3]
Ok I’m done,
I already came twice,
you ain’t gonna make me cum,
I’m all outta gas,
Not so fast! Uh *fart* your finger just went in my ass!
Ow that hurts! Take it out now
Ohh wait a minute nooo put it back in, in in in
this don’t mean I’m gay I don’t like men
I like boobs, boobs, boobs
Now see that gerbil, grab that tube,
shove it up my butt,*rubberry noise*
let that little rascal nibble on my asshole, uhh, yeah, right there, right there,
Ahhh I’m cumming ohhh yeaaah,
fack, I just came again, okay pull it out now,ehh
ohh fuck yeah, wait he’s not out hes still crawling around up there,
ow fuck
I think it’s stuck
oww but it feels so fucking good!

[Chorus]
Aaah Aaah Aaahhaahh (oh god damn!)
I’m gonna fackin’ cum! (oh shit!)
Fack fack faaaaaaaaack (fack I am!)
I am, I’m going to cum (I’m cumming!)

[Outro]
Shove a gerbil in your ass through a tube!
Shove a gerbil in your ass through a tube!
Shove a gerbil in your ass through a tube!
Shove a gerbil in your ass through a tube!
Ew ew ew ew

Eminem – Evil Deeds

Lord please forgive me for what I do
For I know not what I’ve done

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds

Momma had a baby and it’s head popped off
(head popped off, head popped off, head popped off, head popped off, head popped off)
My momma don’t want me, the next thing I know I’m gettin’ dropped off
(gettin’ dropped off, gettin’ dropped off, gettin’ dropped off, gettin’ dropped off)
Ring ring ring, on the door bell and the next door neighbors on their front porch
(their front porch, their front porch, their front porch, their front porch)
But they didn’t want me neither so they left me on someone elses lawn
(elses lawn, elses lawn, elses lawn)
Till somebody finally took me in, my great aunt, uncle Edna ‘n Charles
(Edna ‘n Charles, Edna ‘n Charles, Edna ‘n Charles, Edna ‘n Charles)
They were the ones who were left in charge
My elementary they gang up on me and sang this song
(sang this song, sang this song, sang this song, sang this song)

It went a little something like mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Momma why do they keep saying this I just dont understand, understand
And by the way, where’s my dad?

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds

Predominantly, predominantly, everythings always predominantly
Predominantly white, predominantly black
But what about me, where does that leave me
Well I guess that I’m between predominantly both of ‘em
I think if I hear that fuckin’ word again I’m ma scream
While I’m projectile vomiting, what do I look like, a comedian to you?
Do you think that I’m kidding?
What do I look like some kind of idi-wait a minute, shit, don’t answer that
Why am I so misunderstood?
Why do I go through so much bullshit, it sucks bullshit,
Woe is me, there goes poor Marshall again
Whining about his millions and his mansion and his sorrow he’s always drownin’ in
From the dad he never had, and how his childhood was so bad
And how his mom was a dope addict, and his ex-wife how they go at it
Man I’d hate to have it, as bad as that Mr. Mathers claims he had it
I can’t imagine it, that little rich poor white bastard
Needs to take some of that cash out the bank and take a bath in it

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds

Evil deeds, while I plant these evil seeds
Please release me from these deamons
I never had any of this shit planned ma, please believe
I don’t wanna be Satan’s spawn, never got the chance to say I’m sorry
Now look at all the pain I caused
This Santa Clause, why you not comin’ this year again
What did I do that was so bad to deserve this
Everything could have been so perfect
But life ain’t a fairytale, I’m about to be hoist up in the air
Forty feet below me, there’s people everywhere
I don’t even know what it feel like, they know me cuz I’m in this ferris wheel
And all i wanna do is go to the mall and take hailie on the carousel
Without this crowd everywhere I go, but life is like a merry-go-round
Here we go now, doe see doe now, curtains up, the show must go now
Ring around the rosie, the shows over, you can all go home now
But the curtain just don’t close for me, this ain’t how fame is supposed to be
Where’s the switch I could just turn off and on, this ain’t what I chose to be
So please god, give me the strength to have what it takes to carry on
Till I pass 50 back the baton, the camera’s on, myself is gone

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds

Eminem – Encore

[50 cent]
Sh-sh-sh-shady
Aftermath, haha
G-G-G-G-G-Unit!, haha

[Chorus]
Cuz we came here to set this party off right
Let’s bounce tonight
And if they don’t let us in through the front
We’ll come through the side
Cuz i don’t ever wanna leave the game without
At least saying goodbye
So all my people on the left, all my people on the right
Swing one last time

[Eminem]
Get your ass up for the doctor
One more time, get your ass up for the doctor
Come on now, here we go
Cliff hanger, it’s another club banger
Got you hangin’ on the edge of your seat
Get on down

[Dr. Dre]
Times up, games over, you lose, I win
’bout to show these knuckleheads how to do this here
Ooh yeah, new year, next phase, begin
Look who’s got you goin’ crazy again
I’m a trend, I set one every time I’m in
I go out and just come back full circle again
You a fad, that means your something that we already had
But once you’re gone, you don’t come back, too bad

[Eminem]
You’re off the map now, radar can’t even find you
We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you
You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you
We walk around just playin’ the violin behind you
Enough with all the pissin’ and moanin’, whinin’ and bitchin’
Sit and observe, listen, you’ll learn if you pay attention
Why ten multi-platinum albums later, three diamond
World-wide, we’re on the charts with a bullet and still climbin’

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
When dr. dre say crunk, you will get it crunk, get it crunk
Crunk, crunk, crunk
And when 50 cent says jump, you get on one foot and jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump

[Dr. Dre]
The buzz is tremendous, we drop you all to sense it
I don’t gotta promote it for you to know that doc is off the benches

[Eminem]
We keep the party rockin’ off the hinges
We ain’t showin’ off, we just goin’ off popular consensus

[Dr. Dre]
But critics say that Doc is soft, Doc is talk
Doc is all washed up, knock it off
Who the fuck is Doc impressin’?
Doc is this, Doc is that, you got the wrong impression
You must be on the cock of Doc, cuz Doc left you all guessin’
So DJ take the needle and just drop it on the record (what)
We gon’ have this mutherfucker hoppin’ in a second (bump bump)
That’s why we always save the best cut last
To make you scratch and itch for it like fresh cut grass

[Eminem]
Cuz we done swam with the sharks, wrestle with alligators
Spoke to a generation of angry teenagers
Whom if it wasn’t for rap to bridge the gap
Maybe raised to be racist
Who may have never got to see our faces
Grace the cover of Rolling Stone pages
Broke down barriers of language and races
Just call on the cape crusaders
And leave it to me and Dre to pass the mic
And we can play the back and forth all day
Like the hot potato game, thats why we came to

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
50 cent, come on!

[50 Cent]
Bounce now, hands up, you know how we do
We make the club jump everywhere we go
It’s no secret, everybody know
When Dre’s involved, there’s plenty money involved

[Dr. Dre]
And plenty honey’s involved, the sunny Sunday’s and palm trees
Cali, everyday it’s just another party from the valley’s
All the way to them 8 Mile alleys, let’s rally

[Eminem]
Hands up for the grand finale
Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak
Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week

[Dr. Dre]
You could catch me in the studio bangin’ out the beats to
Provide you with the heat that keep blazin’ out your speaker

[Eminem]
So never, ain’t never cuz Shady Aftermath together
Along with G-Unit Records presents the return of the-the Doc (and Shady)
No one could do it better
We tear the club up and leave without a strand of evidence and uh

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Yeah, haha
Still Aftermath, 2006
And don’t worry about that Detox album
It’s comin’, we gonna make Dre do it, haha
50 cent, G-unit, Obie Trice, D-twizzy, Stat Quo, Dr. Dre
We ain’t leavin’, let’s go! haha
Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for comin’ out, peace!
Oh shit, I almost forgot
You’re comin’ with me (gun shots)
Haha, bye bye!
See you in hell, fuckers

Eminem – Eminem Freestyle

Eminem – Eminem Freestyle

[Eminem]
If I’m elected for ten terms
I’m renewing the staff after the inagural
And hiring all girls as interns
If I don’t like you, I’ll snatch you outta your mic booth
While you’re rappin and pull your right through the window and fight you
I’ll take you straight to the pavement
Uppercut you, and scrape your face wit a bracelet
Like a razor that shaved it
Three drinks and I’m ready to flash
Runnin on stage in a G-string, wit a bee sting on my ass (Look!)
It’s probably all cuz I ain’t awkward at all
I just like to walk through the mall, stop, and talk to the wall
And have a relapse after I just fought through withdrawl
(Hop in the car little girl, I just bought you a doll)
The Bad and Evil movement is comin
Plus the music is pumpin like a pill freak wit a tube in his stomach
I write a rhyme a day
So it’s no wonder how come your whole album
Is soundin like a bunch of shit that I would say
Whether it’s one verse or one letter
I’ll probably be the cleverest one that never gets spun ever
It’s Slim Shady and Tony Touch, it’s only us
The rest of y’all are just stuck in the middle wit Monie Love

Eminem – Em Calls Paul

Eminem – Em Calls Paul

Albüm Adı : Encore

Aye yo Paul, It’s Em
I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing
And I know that he’s not ‘thrilled’ about the video
What does he ‘wanna be startin’ somethin’?Well I’ll show him who’s really ‘badPaul, ‘the way you make me feel’ with these calls
You should really take a look at the ‘man in the mirrorAnd tell him to ‘beat it’ because I ‘won’t stop till I get enoughDo you ‘remember the time’ we were watching the ‘Billy Jean’ video?
Well he’ll always be that Michael to me
And it doesn’t matter if he’s ‘black or whiteBecause I ‘can’t stop loving him’ and I hate plastic surgeons
And I hope they all fucking die!
How do you like that?
And I like him, I like him a lot
I want to touch him but I can’t
Excuse me, I’m taking a shit
Sorry
Anyways, call me back
I have this idea about how I want to end the show
So, hit me when you get this message fucker
Oh, and by the way
No I don’t have a new gun [click] (goddamn it)

Eminem – Drug Ballad

Eminem – Drug Ballad

[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 Guinness is finished
You are now allowed to officially slap bitches
You have the right to remain violent and start wilinStart a fight with the same guy that was s