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Текст песни:

I don′t know dude. I think everyone′s all jealous an shit, cuz Im like, the lead singer of the band,
dude. And I think everybody′s got a fuckin problem with me, dude. And they need to take it up with
me after the show.



(Chorus)

Because,

These chicks don′t even know the name of my band

But they′re all on me like they wanna hold hands

Cuz once I blow they know that Ill be the man

All because I′m the lead singer of my band



Eminem

So I get off stage right?

Drop the mic

Walk up to these hot chicks and I′m all like,

′Sup, ladies? My name′s Slim Shady

I′m the lead singer of D12 baby.′

They′re all like,

′Oh my God it′s him!

Becky Oh my fucking God it′s Eminem!

I swear to fucking God dude, you fucking rock

Please Marshall please, let me suck your cock!′

And by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous

ESPECIALLY WHEN I DROP THE BEAT AND DO MY OCUPELLAS

All the chicks start yellin′ All the hot babes

Throw their bras and their shirts and their panties on stage

So like every single night they pick a fight with me

But when we fight It′s kinda like sibling rivalry

Cuz they′re back on stage the next night with me

Dude I just think they′re tryin to steal the light from me

Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me

Cuz I told him Jessica Albas my wife to be

This rockstar shit is the life for me

And all the other guys just despise me

Because these



(Chorus)



My band, my band

My band, my band

My band, my band

My band, my band

MY BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND BABY!



Swifty

You just want to see a nigga backwards dontcha?

Hey man how come we dont rap on Protools?

And smash these vocals and do a performance

But we in a van, and he in a tour bus

Don′t want my autograph you′s a liar

No I′m Swift (Oh I thought you was Kuniva)

And what the hell is wrong with our dressing room?

Cuz our shit is lookin smaller than a decimal

See I know how to rap, Its simple but

All I did, was read a Russel Simins book

So Im more intact, tryin to get on the map

Doin jumpin jacks while gettin whipped on my back



Kuniva & Kon Artis

K:Look at Em little punk ass, thinkin he the shit

KA:Yeah I know, man, by himself takin all the pics

K:Hey, I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue

Eminem:No, I had an interview

Not you dude

K:You gon be late for sound check

KA:Man, I ain′t goin to sound check

K:But our mics are screwed up

KA:And his always sound best

You know what man? Ima say som′m

K:Aiyo Em!

Eminem:YOU GOT SOM′M TO SAY?

KA:Man, nothin

K:I thought you was about to tell him off, man whasup?

KA:Man, Ima tell him when I feel like and man shut up

You ain′t even back me up and were supposed to be crew

K:Man, I was ′bout to talk right after you, I swear! (I swear man!)



(chorus)



Proof

They say the lead singers hot

But the group is not

Once they′ve sold our arenas to amusement parks

Im gon let the world know that Proof is hot

I should cut him mike off when the music starts

Eminem:AIYO ITS-

Proof:Ready to snap on a dumbass fan

Every time I hear ′HEY DUDE I LOVE YOUR BAND!′

We in a band bitch?

We don′t play instruments

So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent

Of these guys actin funny over area codes

Eminem:Proof carry my bag!

Proof:Bitch carry your own

Can′t make it to the stage

security in the way

Fans:WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? WHERE′S OBIE AND DRE?



Bizarre

Goddamnit Im sick of this group

Its time for me to go solo and make some loot

I told you I made the beats wrote all the raps

til Kon Artis slipped me some crack

Lose yourself video (I was in the back)

Superman video (I was in the back)

For the media, I got some suggestions

Fuck Marshall, ask us some questions

Like who is D12, how we get started?

Reporter:But what about Eminem?

Bizarre:Bitch, are you retarded?

Anyway, Im the popularest guy in the group

Big ass stomach, bitches think Im cute

Fitty told me do sit ups to get buff

Did two and a half and couldnt get up

Fuck D12 Im outta this band

Im bout to start a group with the real Roxanne



Eminem

Girl why cant you see you′re the



D12

Only one for me and it just



Eminem

Tears my ass apart to know that,

You don′t know my naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame (punch)



Bizarre

These chicks don′t even know the name of my band (Haha!)

But they′re all on me like they wanna hold hands (Fuck Marshall)

Cuz once I blow I know that Ill be the man (Yeah)

All because I′m the lead singer of my



Eminem and Bizarre

My band, my band

My band, my band

My band, my band

My band, my band

MY BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND BABY!



Eminem

Im the lead singer of my band

I get all the girls to take off their underpants

Im the lead singer of my band

My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance

My salsa

Look out for mine lead singer lip scald

My salsa

My salsa salsa salsa salsa

My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance

and take off their underpants

My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance

and take off their underpants

My salsa



Where′d everybody go?

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

[Dre] Yeah whattup Detroit?
[Snoop] Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn′t!
Ahhh! They didn′t do it again,
what-what, what-what?
Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?
[Dre] Oh fo′ sho′!
[Snoop] Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
This is special right here
What-what, what-what-what?
Yeah, it′s a toast to the boogie baby
Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, y′know! What′s crackin Dre?

[Dr. Dre]
Just let me lay back and kick some mo′ simplistic pimp shit
on Slim′s shit and star rise like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on ′Guilty Conscience′ at concerts
and watch mosh pits till motherfuckers knock each other
unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim draws
is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it′s packed and fulla
cars
Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw +IS+ niggaz from
Crenshaw
from Long Beach to South Central
{*LOUD SCREAM*} Whoa, not these niggaz again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what army could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin these songs play
It′ll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way
I got a long uz′, and I carry it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes it′s like a nightmare, just bein Andre,
but I.

[Snoop Dogg]
Somehow, someway - tell ′em, nigga
You know about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggaz up and show em where da fuck I′m
comin from
I get the party crackin from the shit that I be spittin son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty gungs, and I love all of ′em the same - bang
bang!
Damn baby girl what′s your name?
I forgot - what′d you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whassup Slim?) Whattup cuz? (Whattup Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done hooked up
with the King of the motherfuckin West coast, bay-bayy!

Chorus: Nate Dogg (+Snoop)

And you don′t really wanna fuck, with me
Only nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this heat
[Snoop] That′s, the devil, they always wanna dance

[Xzibit]
I′m the Head Nigga In Charge, I′m watchin you move
You′re found dead in your garage, with ten o′clock news
coverage
Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce with us
Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It′s like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough
When things get rough I′m in the club shootin with Puff
Bitch, please - you must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees - c′mon

Chorus 2X

[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
Awww naww, big Slim Dogg
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, heezy BAY-BAY
He′s Sha-day!

[Snoop] He′s so cra-zay!

[Eminem]
Hahaha! Gimme the mic, let me recite, ′til Timothy White
pickets outside the Interscope offices every night
What if he′s right? I′m just a criminal, makin a living
off of the world′s misery - what in the world gives me the
right
to say what I like, and walk around flippin the bird
Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the ′burbs
Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and people to see
that somewhere deep down, there′s a decent human being in
me
It just can′t be found, so the reason you′ve been seeing
this me
is cause this is me now, the recent dude who′s being this
mean
So when you see me, dressin up like a nerd on TV
or heard the CD usin the fag word so freely
it′s just me being me, here want me to tone it down?
{*LOWER pitch*} Suck my fuckin dick, you faggot
You happy now? Look here

[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know (cause they
know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do′ (the back
do′)
Come back and shoot the club up with a fo′-fo′ (a fo′-fo′)

Chorus 2X

[Xzibit]
2001 and forever
Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg
C′mon, yeah!!

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

(feat. Obie Trice)


Obie, yo′, i′m sick, damn, you straight dog...

[CHORUS]

That′s why I ain′t got no time, for these games and stupid tricks, or these bitches on my dick,
that′s how dudes be getting sick, that′s how dicks be getting drips, falling victims to this
shit, from these bitches on our dicks, fucking chickens with no ribs, that′s why I ain′t got no
time...

[Obie Trice]
Yo′, I woke up fucked up off the liquor I drunk, I had a bag of the skunk won in last nights
tunk, pussy residue was on my penis, Denise from the cleaners, fucked me good, you should of
seen this, big booty bitch, switch unbearable, french roll stylin′, body like a stallion, sizin′
up the figure while my shit getting bigger, debatin′ on a fuck or do I want to be her nigga,
caressin′ this bitch, plus i′m checking out them tit′s, sippin′ on that fine shit I ain′t used
to buyin′, I gotta hit it from behind, it′s mandatory, like takin′ hoe′s money, but that′s
another story, for surely, the pussy on toast after we toast, her clothes fell like bishop in
juice, the womb beater, clean pussy eater, insertin′ my jock in that spot hotter than the
hottest block, don′t stop, the response I got when I was knockin′ it, clock steady tickin′,
kinky finger lickin′, and can on, semen′s at my tip when she moans, I gotta slow down before I
cum soon, and work that nigga, like a slave owner, when I dropped off my outfit, she knew I
wanted to bone her, she foamin′ at the lips, the one between them hips, pubic hairs lookin′ like
some sour cream dip, without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though, pussy tighter than
conditions of us black folks, we in the final stretch, the last part of sex, I bust a fat ass
nut, then I woke up next, like what the fuck is goin′ on here, this bitch evaporated, pussy and
all, just picked up and vacated, now i′m frusturated cause my dick was unprotected, and Doctor
Wesley tellin′ me I really got that shit...

[CHORUS]

[Eminem]
Now I don′t wanna hit no woman, but this chick′s got it comin′, someone better get this bitch,
before she get′s kicked in the stomach, and she′s pregnant, but she′s eggin′ me on, beggin′ me
to throw her off the steps of this porch, my only weapon is force and I don′t wanna resort to
any violence of any sort, but what′s she shovin′ me for, doesn′t she love me no more, wasn′t she
huggin′ me four minutes ago at the door, man, i′m this close to goin′ toe-to-toe with this
whore, what would you do if she was tellin′ you she wants a divorce, she′s havin′ another baby
in a month, and it′s yours, and you find out it isn′t cause this bitch has been visitin′ someone
else, and suckin′ his dick and kissin′ you on the lips when you get back, to Michigan, now the
plot is thickenin′ worse, cause you feel like you′ve been stickin′ your fuckin′ dick in a
hearse, so you paranoid at every little cold that you get, ever since they told you this shit,
you′ve been holdin′ your dick, so you go to the clinic, sweatin′ every minute you in it, then
the doctor comes out lookin′ like Dennis the Menace, and it′s obvious to everyone in the lobby
it′s AIDS, he ain′t even gotta call you in his office to say it, so you jet back home, cause you
gon′ get that hoe, when you see her, you gon′ bend her fuckin′ neck back, yo′, cause you love
her, you never would expect that blow, Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low,
Jesus, I don′t believe this, bitch works at the cleaners, bringin′ me home diseases, swingin′
from Obie′s penis, she′s so deceivin′, shit this hoe′s a genius, she g′d us...

[CHORUS]

I′m busy, yeah, fuck these bitches, fuck ′em all, get money, Shady records, Obie Trice, Eminem,
motherfucker, new millenium shit, yeah, turn this shit off, turn this shit the fuck off...

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

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

Текст песни:

Must be the Ganja
it′s the marihuana
thats creeping upon me while I′m so high
maybe it′s the hindi that has gotten in me
whatever′s got into me I don′t mind

Yea, (oh, oh), yea yea, oh

I feel like dancing
I feel like dancing

I smell something in the air thats making me (high)
I said I smell something in the air thats making me high

ok here we go, do-re-mi-fa-so, fa so la di fa so
lyrical rise flow, give back the Tabasco
you mother fuckers musta not know the tic tac songs
time to show you the mo kick ass flow in the cosmos
Picasso with a pick axe a sick asshole
she tac toe frozen six pack with exacto
knives, strangling wives with pig lasso
few bags of the the grass, zig zags, im with the doc so
you know how that go, skull and the crossbones
this is poison, the boys and girls who do not know
you do not want to try this at home my novato (novice)
this is neither the time or the place to get macho
so crack a six pack, sit back with some nachos
maybe some popcorn, and watch the show and just rock slow
it′s not what you expected, tho what you thought though
bout time to you wake the fuck up smell the pot smoke

it must be the ganja
it′s the marijuana
thats creeping upon me while I′m so high
maybe it′s the hindi that has gotten in me
whatever′s gotten into me I don′t mind

it must be the Ganja
it′s the marijuana
what′s creeping upon me while I′m so high
maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me
whatever′s got into me I don′t mind

your dreams of getting fulfilled, I am literally getting the chills
spitting at will, me and Dre have just finished splitting a pill
you′re submitting to skill, sitting still, I′m admitting, I′m beginning to feel
like I don′t think anyone′s real,
faced with a dilemma, I can be Dali Llama and become a bin gramma a step beyond a Jeffrey Dahmer
please don′t upset me mama, you lookin sexy mama,
don′t know if this the lala or the rum and pepsi mama
don′t want to end up inside my refrigerator freezer,
be used as extra topping the next time I make a pizza
how many people you know can name every serial killer who ever existed in a row,
put em in chronological order beginning with Jack the Ripper,
name the time and place from the body the bag the zipper,
location of the woods where the body was dragged and then dumped,
the trunk that they were stuffed in, the model the make the plate
and which motel which lake they found her in,
and how they attacked the victim,
say which murder weapon was used to do what and which one,
which knife and which gun, which kid, what wife or which nun?,
No stop I like this it′s fun, the fuckin night′s just begun.

it must be the ganja
it′s the marijuana
that′s creeping upon me while I′m so high
maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me
whatever′s gotten into me I don′t mind

it must be the Ganja
it′s the marijuana
what′s screeping upon me while I′m so high
maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me
whatever′s got into me I don′t mind

when I′m behind a mic dynamite is what its kinda like
get stuck with that same stick that you′re trying to light
behind the boards is Dre, legends are made this way
isn′t it safe to say, this is the way it should be?
maybe you need some lyric syrup sign for your symptoms
heres a dosage of the antidote now you give him some,
he can give her some, she can give him some
get behind a lynn drum, make up a beat and kill the sucka syndrome
you′re spitting drama when it comes to lyrics and penance I′m
starting from scratch and then ending up at the end ending up
capable of bringing a bullets a still unbelievable bullets a
titanium brain that′s full of, surprises
when the smoke rises right before your very own eyes
you stare into your stereos high
good evening, this ain′t even a weed thing,
I didn′t even smoke anything , I didn′t even drink anything

it must be the ganja
it′s the marijuana
that′s screeping upon me while I′m so high
maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me
whatever′s gotten into me I don′t mind

it must be the Ganja
it′s the marijuana
that′s screeping upon me while I′m so high
maybe it′s the Hindi that has gotten in me
whatever′s got into me I don′t mind

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

Some days I just wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I′m surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My life′s like one great big ball of shit
If I could just, put it all into all I spit
Instead of always tryin′ to swallow it
Instead of starin′ at this wall and shit
While I sit writer′s block, sick of all this shit
Can′t call it, shit
All I know is I′m about to hit the wall
If I have to see another one of mom′s alcoholic fits
This is it, last straw, that′s all, that′s it
I ain′t dealin′ with another fuckin politic
I′m like a skillet bubblin′ until it filters up
I′m about to kill it, I can feel it buildin′ up
Blow this building up, I′ve concealed enough
My cup, runneth over, I done filled it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my guts
You think, all I do is stand here and feel my nuts?
Well I′mma show you what, you gon′ feel my rush
You don′t feel it, then it must be too real to touch
Peel the dutch, I′m about to tear shit up
Goosebumps yea, I′mma make your hair sit up
Yea sit up, I′mma tell you who I be
I′mma make you hate me, cause you ain′t me
You wait, it ain′t too late to finally see
What you closed-minded fucks were too blind to see
Whoever finds me is gonna get a finder′s fee
Out this world, ain′t no one out there mind as me
You need peace of mind? Here′s a piece of mine
All I need′s a line
But sometimes I don′t always find the words to rhyme
To express how I′m really feelin′ at that time
Yea sometimes sometimes sometimes
It′s just sometimes, it′s always me
How dark can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, one-two, then half past three
This half-assed rhyme with this half-assed piece of paper
I′m desperate at my desk
If I can just get the rest of the shit off my chest again
Stuck in a slump, can′t think of nothin′
Fuck I′m stumped, but wait, here comes somethin′
Nope, it′s not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the shit out
I′m fizzlin′ now, thought I figured it out
Ball′s in my court, but I′m scared to dribble it out
I′m afraid, but why am I afraid?
Why am I a slave to this trade?
Cyanide I spit to the grave
Real enough to rile you up
Want me to flip it I can rip it any style you want
I′m a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy Smith′s ain′t a quitter
I′mma sit until I get enough in me to finally hit a
Fuckin′ boilin′ point, put some oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, come get destroyed
An MC′s worst dream, I make ′em tense
They hate me, see me and shake like a chain-link fence
By the looks of ′em, you would swear their jaws was comin′
By the screams of ′em, you would swear I′m sawin′ someone
By the way they′re runnin, you would swear the law was comin′
It′s now or never and tonight is all or nothin′
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin′ on us, he said he′d be back
He pinky promised, I don′t think he′s honest
I′ll be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I′ma make ′em eat this watch
Don′t believe me watch, I′mma win this race
And I′mma come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I found my niche, you gon′ hear my voice
′Til you sick of it, you ain′t gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream ′til I have half a lung
If I had half a chance I′d grab it
Rabbit run

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

We touch I feel a rush
We clutch it isnt much
But its enough to make me wonder whats in store for us
Its lust its torcherous
You must be a socerous cause you just
Did the impossible
Game I trust dont play games itll be dangerous
If you fuck me over
Cause if I get burnt imma show you what its like to hurt
Cause I been treated like dirt before ya
And love is evil
Spell it backwards ill show ya

Nobody knows me im cold
Walk down this road all alone
Its noones fault but my own
Its the path ive chosen to go
Frozen as snow I show no emotion whatsoever so
Dont ask me why I have no love for these mufuckin hos
Bloodsuckin suckubusses what the fuck is up with this
Ive tried in this department but I aint had no luck with this
Its sucks but its exactly what I thought it would be
Like tryin to start over
I gotta hole in my heart im some kind of emotional rollercoaster
Somethin I wont go on til you toy with my emotion so its over
Its like an explosion everytime I hold ya wasnt jokin when I told ya
Ya take my breathe away
Your a supernova.. and im a

[Chorus]
Imma space bound rocketship in your heart spittin morn?
And I aim it right at you
Right at you
250 thousand miles aim a keen eye right at you (maybe?)
And I aim it right at you
Right at you
Right at you


[Verse 2]
I do whatever it takes
When im with you I get the shakes
My body aikes when I aint
With you I have zero strength
Theres no limit on how far I would go
No boundries no lengths
Why do we say that until we get that person that we thinks
Gonna be that one and then once we get em its never the same
You want them when they dont want you
Soon as they do feelings change
Its not a contest and I aint on no conquest for no mate
I wasnt lookin but I stumbled onto you mustve been fate
But so much is at stake what the fuck does it take
Lets cut to the chase
But a door shuts in your face
Promise me if I cave in and break and leave myself open
That I wont be makin a mistake


[Chorus]
Imma space bound rocketship in your heart spittin morn?
And I aim it right at you
Right at you
250 thousand miles aim a keen eye right at you (maybe?)
And I aim it right at you
Right at you
Right at you


[Verse 3]
So after a year and 6 months its no longer me that you want
But I love you so much it hurts
Never mistreated you once
I poured my heart out to you
Let down my guard swear to god
Ill blow my brains in your lap
Lay here and die in your arms
Up to my knees and im bleedin
Im tryin to stop you from leavin
You wont even listen so fuck it
Im tryin to stop you from breathin
I put both hands on your throat
I sit on top of you squeezin
Til I snap ya neck like a popsicle stick
Aint no possible reason I could think of to let you walk up out this house
And let you live
Tears streamed down both of my cheeks
Then I let you just go and just give
And before I put that gun to my temple
I told you this


And I would do anything for you
To show you how much I adored you
But its over now
Its too late to save our love
Just promise me youll think of me everytime you look up in the sky and see a star cause imma

[Chorus]
Imma space bound rocketship in your heart spittin morn?
And I aim it right at you
Right at you
250 thousand miles aim a keen eye right at you (maybe?)
And im so lost without you
So lost without you
Without you
Without you

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

[E] When we touch down

[Chorus: E = Eminem; T = T.I.]
[T] In the midwest we okay
E′rybody know them southern boys love that bass
[E] Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, ′weesiana
Mississippi, Ten-a-keys, every mufuckin state, when we touch down
[T] Go right from the plane to the rave
[E] When we touch down
[T] On a private plane getting brains, till we
[E] Touch down, there ain′t no way to keep em quiet
With T.I. and Shady baby, we bout to incite a riot
When we touch down

[1st verse: T.I.]
When we get in town, you know how we getting down
Pull up clean, then hop on out, snatch all the freaks then walk on out
I′m living what they talking bout, shining if it dark or not
That one hundred E-X-double R, you′ll find that in the parking lot
You barking up the wrong tree, I do this shit for zone three
Four, five and six as well as one, Atlanta I′m forever son
Still be on whatever coast, round blowing heavy smoke
Ay Em you better tell them folk what hell it take to let em go
They know I put that green light on them haters
Keep on trying me I put that beam right on ya tater (pow)
Now you don′t wanna see T.I.P. outrageous
Try to keep him in a cage but somehow he keep escaping
That′s why I be on vacation, Virgin Island I be taking
Private planes out to Spain, I keep on flying I ain′t faking
The money ain′t a thang, think I′m lying, you′re mistaken
You can find long lines of all kinds of bitches waiting when we touch down

[Chorus]

[2nd verse: Eminem]
Welcome to the Midwest, yes
Where them Detroit playas ball like you have no idea
The more is here, got the whole place looking like it′s candy painted
Ain′t it like we left the kids at home and just let em loose with the crayons
Fuck, I just hit a jogger, people looking like Frogger
They hopping out of the way whenever they see Marshall′s car coming
The kids painted my windows with black permanent marker
And let the rest of the car carpet color like swirl pops
And I got the bass thumping but I′m bound to bump into something
Kids are flying through the air looking like they krumping
The way they tumbling, I gotta do something
But as soon as I hit the car wash to get the tar off
They just right back at it tommorrow
They′re like, "Dad this is in, so you′re with the trends"
"This is for the pens, listening to mens, nail polish on the rims"
And now it′s custom chrome, but I gotta go do a show
So go on with ya bad self, just have it back to normal when I touch down

[Chorus]

[3rd verse: T.I.]
From my arrival, un-til my departure
Gurantee I put this d-i-c-k in somebody′s daughter
Ay, I still have my way with the ladies way cross the water
Flew to Paris from Haiti, did some shit that I thought of
It′s erotic that the shit that we popping makes us psychotic
Threat the corpse for America, then why they running from me?
How could they be so ignorant? Look what hip-hop done brung us
It′s allowed us to run a business, legitimated our moneys
Got us out of the ghettos and relocated our mommies
I made it all the way here ain′t no way you taking it from me
So excuse me Oprah honey, I′m sorry, really I promise
But niggas, bitches and hoes do exist, I′m just being honest
For that am I being punished? Why is you so astonished?
Now I ain′t got a degree, just intelligence in abundance
So you ain′t gotta like me, I know billions of folks who love me
You can tell how they yelling and screaming and waiting for me when I touch down

[Chorus]

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

[Pink]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won′t back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no,

[Eminem]
Cadillacs, Coupe Devilles
Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels
Girl I′m too for real
Lose your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to deny it
Stupid you will feel
What I do, I do it well
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my death bed
Screaming F that yeah super ill
Baby what the deal
We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal
F-ck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool don′t me introduce you to my power tool
You know the f-cking drill
How you douche bags feel knowing you′re disposable?
Summers eve Massengill
Shady′s got the mass appeal baby crank the sh-t
Cause it′s your God-damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well shawty I′m that man
These other cats aint metaphorically where I′m at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya f-ckin ass down I′m ready for combat-man
Get it calm batman?
Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like mum′s cat scans
Cause they f-cking dope [?]
Hunny I applaude that ass
Swear to God man these mobs can′t dance
Ma show ‘em how it′s done
Spazz like a God Damn Tas, yeah

[Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won′t back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no,

[Eminem - Verse 2]
Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin′ with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that you′ll never guess who′s knocking at your door
People hit the floors
Yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced
Girl forget remorse, I′ma hit you broads with
Chris′s paws like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue muthf-cker
You aint gotta lick in yours
Hittin′ licks like I′m robbin′ liquor stores
Makin′ cash registers sh-t their draws
Think you spit the raw
I′m an uncut slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen floor
Otherwords I′m off the meat rack
Bring the beat back
Bring me two extension chords
I′mma measure my d-ck sh-t I need 6 inches more
F-ck my dicks big b-tch
Need I remind you that I don′t need the f-cking swine flu to be a sick pig
You′re addicted I′m dope
I′m the longest needle around here
Need a fix up I′m the big shot
Get it dicks nuts
Your just small boats little pricks
Girl you think that other pricks hot
I′ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
‘fore I sit back and let ‘em get hot
Better call the cops on ‘em quick fast
Shady′s right back on your bitch ass
White trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched a-ttached to the back (dispatch)

[Pink - Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won′t back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no,

[Eminem - Verse 3]
Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps
And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped around him like
You do when I come through, I′d like you to remind yourself
Of what the f-ck I can do when I′m on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to
Psych I′m spiking you like a football
Been this way since I′ve stood a foot tall
Your′e a good catch with a sh-tty spouse
Pretty mouth and a good jaw
Gimme good brain
Watch the wood grain, don′t want no cum stain
Bitch you listening tryna′ turn me down
Slut I′m talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car
Shut the f-ck up while my sh-ts playin′
I′ma sh-t stain on the underwear of life
Whats the saying? where there′s thunder there′s light-ening
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the f-ck have I been hit six times
In three different locations
On four separate ocassions?
And you can bet your stanking ass
That I′ve come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road took the pyschopath
Poison ivy wouldn′t have me thinking rash
So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone
Shake your booty shawty Im the sh-t
Why you think Proof used to call me doodi

[Pink - Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won′t back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

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

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

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

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

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

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

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

[Doctor] Scalpel
[Nurse] Here
[Doctor] Sponge
[Nurse] Here
[Doctor] Wait.. he′s convulsing, he′s convulsing!
[Nurse] Ah!
[Doctor] We′re gonna have to shock him!
[Nurse] Oh my! Oh my God!
[Doctor] We′re gonna have to shock him!
[Nurse] Oh my God!

[Eminem]
These are the results of a thousand electric volts
A neck with bolts, "Nurse we′re losin him, check the
pulse!"
A kid who refused to respect adults
Wore spectacles with taped frames and a freckled nose
A corny lookin white boy, scrawny and always ornery
Cause I was always sick of brawny bullies pickin on me
And I might snap, one day just like that
I decided to strike back and flatten every tire on the bike
rack
(Whosssssh) My first day in junior high, this kid said,
"It′s you and I, three o′clock sharp this afternoon you
die"
I looked at my watch it was one twenty
"I already gave you my lunch money what more do you
want from me?!?"
He said, "Don′t try to run from me, you′ll just make it
worse..."
My palms were sweaty, and I started to shake at first
Something told me, "Try to fake a stomach ache it
works"
I screamed, "O www! My appendix feels like they could
burst!
Teacher, teacher, quick I need a naked nurse!"
[N] "What′s the matter?"
[E] "I don′t know, my leg, it hurts!"
[N] "Leg?!? I thought you said it was your
tummy?!?"
[E] "Oh, I mean it is, but I also got a bum
knee!"
[N] "Mr. Mathers, the fun and games are over.
And just for that stunt, you′re gonna get some extra
homework."
[E] "But don′t you wanna give me after school
detention?"
[N] "Nah, that bully wants to beat your ass and I′ma
let him."

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Brain damage, ever since the day I was born
Drugs is what they used to say I was on
They say I never knew which way I was goin
But everywhere I go they keep playin my song

[Eminem]
Brain damage..
Way before my baby daughter Hailey
I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D′Angelo Bailey
An eighth grader who acted obnoxious, cause his father
boxes
so everyday he′d shove me in the lockers
One day he came in the bathroom while I was pissin
And had me in the position to beat me into submission
He banged my head against the urinal til he broke my nose,
Soaked my clothes in blood, grabbed me and choked my throat
I tried to plead and tell him, "We shouldn′t
beef"
But he just wouldn′t leave, he kept chokin me and I couldn′t
breathe
He looked at me and said, "You gonna die honkey!"
The principal walked in (What′s going on in here?)
and started helpin him stomp me
I made them think they beat me to death
Holdin my breath for like five minutes before they finally
left
Then I got up and ran to the janitor′s storage booth
Kicked the door hinge loose and ripped out the four inch
screws
Grabbed some sharp objects, brooms, and foreign tools
"This is for every time you took my orange juice,
or stole my seat in the lunchroom and drank my chocolate
milk.
Every time you tipped my tray and it dropped and spilt.
I′m gettin you back bully! Now once and for good."
I cocked the broomstick back and swung hard as I could
and beat him over the head with it til I broke the wood
Knocked him down, stood on his chest with one foot..
.. Made it home, later that same day
Started reading a comic, and suddenly everything became
gray
I couldn′t even see what I was tryin to read
I went deaf, and my left ear started to bleed
My mother started screamin, "What are you on, drugs?!?
Look at you, you′re gettin blood all over my rug!"
(Sorry!)
She beat me over the head with the remote control
opened a hole, and my whole brain fell out of my skull
I picked it up and screamed, "Look bitch, what have you
done?!?"
[M] "Oh my God, I′m sorry son"
[E] "Shut up you cunt!" I said, "Fuck
it!"
Took it and stuck it back up in my head
then I sewed it shut and put a couple of screws in my neck

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Brain damage..
It′s brain damage..
I got brain damage..
It′s brain damage..
It′s probably brain damage..
It′s brain damage..
Brain damage..
I got brain damage..


@ Eminem

Текст песни:

Yeah boy,
better ring the alarm boy,
dem know its coming boy,

[Verse 1]
Oh my God, f-cking Bomboclat
I’m hard as Kenard, the little boy who shot Omar in The Wire,
tie a whore up with barbed wire, nothing but a broad boy,
I’m the real deal, and char-broiler on the bonfire
and Bon Voyage bitch, I’m like Chef Boyar-
-dee in this bitch; send a bomb to my moms lawyer
Im a problem for ya, boy you think your Tom Sawyer,
til I pull you out the f-cking story book and stomp on ya,
f-cking fictitional characters and fariytales,
prepare yourself for Captain America on Ferris Wheels,
but it aint fiction its fact boy beware its real
them lyrics you wield equals zero to a hero’s shield
Mr fly by the seat of his pants parasail
or hit the trampoline bounce and grab a pair of stilts,
and I aint wearing zilch, zip, zero, nothing, no nada,
like your fa-da f-cking ya mada

[Chorus]
Drop the bomb on em,
please don’t drop the bomb on me,
shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
drop the bomb on them,
i dont want no dog gone beef,
see aint no reason to set the dogs on me,
Drop the bomb on em,
please don’t drop the bomb on me,
shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb on em
I dont want no dog gone beef,
see aint no reason to set the dogs on me,

[Verse 2]
Boy, Im the real McCoy,
you little boys can’t even fill voids,
party’s over kids, kill the noise,
here come the killjoys,
me and Dre steel alloys,
the rap crown royals,
that scalp cowboys
now how that sound for ya
yeah boy you know we about to put it down for ya,
so kick your shoes off,
before you have a sound voyage,
and siyanara see ya f-ckers tommorow,
get some R and R and marinate in some marinara,
and have a coke and a smile, dont make me open a jar,
whip ass on ya, thats the last straw your hoping to draw,
yeah you fresher than most boy, I’m just doper than all boy,
I’m that boy boy, them boys them no up to par
I just show up go up to the stage and blow up the spot,
there aint no boy who can do what I do boy Im a star,
boy, I told you boy, Im a Soldier boy, Im DeShaun,
Holten in this B-tch, Im the Proof boy your a fraud,
I destroy you boy, f-ck around and blow ya to Sod
oh my God boy, you didn’t go there, no you did not,
I got a whole story board for you, boy your da plot,
your gettin got whether you try to avoid it or not,
apology not accepted boy, Detroit is a rock,
we get to beefing, aint no telling at what point it will stop,
all I got to do is point to the spot,
when the bomb drops boy does it drop,
and when it does boy there’s a problem,

[Chorus]
Drop the bomb on em,
please don’t drop the bomb on me,
shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
drop the bomb on them,
i dont want no dog gone beef,
see aint no reason to set the dogs on me,
Drop the bomb on em,
please don’t drop the bomb on me,
shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb on em
I dont want no dog gone beef,
see aint no reason to set the dogs on me,

[Verse 3]
Boy dont jinx yourself,
boy I’m Michael Spinks with the belt,
Stringer bell boy, my name rings bells for itself,
I’m sick as hell boy,
you better run and tell someone else,
Bringin hell boy, sing them telegrams and get dealt
and to that boy who done said it …,
who said he was better,
i bet he never seen Freddie in a Black and red little sweater,
back better than ever,
the chedder shredder the grater the beef grinder
I’ll settle vendettas a little later,
giving haters incubators, think ya made a mistake,
by saying Shady was ghost, I ain’t even close to the gate
you bout a foot in the grave, stay put and behave
Im bout to turn this f-cking place to Beirut in a day
so hey wouldn’t you say Im the sh-t,
couldn’t agree with you more if you were to say my f-cking sh-t doesn’t stink,
shady f-cking aftermath boy the ship doesn’t sink it just floats int he f-cking water
til we fill up the tank,

[Chorus]
Drop the bomb on em,
please don’t drop the bomb on me,
shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
drop the bomb on them,
i dont want no dog gone beef,
see aint no reason to set the dogs on me,
Drop the bomb on em,
please don’t drop the bomb on me,
shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me,
Drop the bomb on em
I dont want no dog gone beef,
see aint no reason to set the dogs on me

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

Oh yeah this is Eminem baby back up in that motherfucking
ass
One time for your mother fucking 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:
Ayo 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
spun
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind until you spine like siren drills

I′m sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants

With some ex 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 of track fucked up 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′s surface and sentenced 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 of
your elite defense
I got to meet the fence fruit was stompin at your feet to
rinse
I greet intensive ladies, I spoil all your fans
I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil bands
My coil hands around this microphone 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 accapella 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′s surface and sentenced 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 at 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 led a tactful, tractical, track for 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 tense to be 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′s surface and sentenced 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′s surface and sentenced 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

Текст песни:

[ Intro ]

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

[ Verse 1 ]

Shady′s the lable
Aftermath is the stable
That the horses come out erra
Of course we′re about to stir up
Some shit ?? Mix water with syrup
It′s the mr. picked on Christopher Reeves
Just for no reason other than the just to tease him
Cause he was as big as ?? He used to be Superman
Now we′re pourin liquor on the crib 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 ?? 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 Michael J. he′s like my cock from the day
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 ..
And then 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 derr digga
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
Uh Uh and then the come-to-find-out-it-was-Justin
Sayin ′I′m done-uh!′
Come on this was

[ 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

Текст песни:

[Intro]

Yeahh
Definitely
Definitely dope
Definitely dope
Definitely
Definitely K-Mart
Yeah
Yeahh (trump)

[Verse 1]

You find me offensive
I find you offensive for finding me offensive
Hence if I should draw out a line any fences
If so to what extent, if any, should I go?
Cause it′s getting expensive
Being on the other side of the court room on the defensive
They say I cause extensive psychological nerve damage to the
brain
When I go to lengths this far at other people′s expenses
I say you′re all just too god damn sensitive
It′s censorship and it′s downright blasphemous
Let′s end this shit now cause I won′t stand for this
And Christopher Reeves won′t sit for this neither
And let′s clear this up too I aint 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 refrigerator right next to Darth Vader
And Darth must have put a hex on him for later
I feel like its my fault cause of the way that
I stuck him off 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 aint 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

[Verse 2]

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 bisexual 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 reffered to as such more commonly known phrases
That are more used by today kids
In a more derogatory way
But who′s to say what′s fair to say and what not to say
Lets ask Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre (What up?)
I got a question if i may (Yea?)
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 aint done yet
In football a quarterback yells out ′hut hut′
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
And he didn′t mean it but his little weenie flinched just a
little bit
And I don′t need to go into any more details
But what if he pictured it as a female′s butt
Is that gay? I just need to clear things up
′Til then I′ll just walk around with a manly strut
because...

[Chorus]

Cause i aint 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

[Verse 3]

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 Spider-Man is nearby
And my plan is to get him next and open up a whoop ass
canister
God damnit Dre where′s 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-fived Nick Lechey, stuck a pin in Jessica′s head and
walked away
And as she flew around the room like a balloon I
Grabbed the last can of chicken tuna out the trash can and
zoom I
Headed straight back to the Neverland Ranch
With a peanut butter jelly chicken tuna sandwhich
And I don′t even gotta make no god damn sense
I just did a whole song and I didn′t say shit

[Chorus]

Cause i aint 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

[Outro]

Cos I euurghhhaeahhh!
Rain Man
Definitely
Definitely Dr. Dre
Super Duper
Beat-Maker
Two thousand and...two thousand and...four hundred and
eighty seven million, nine hundred and se...seventy three
thousand, four hundred and sixty three.
And seventy (Yeah)


@ Eminem

Текст песни:

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

I 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 so the chalant type, I chose
To more shows, haunted you nights I suppose
That′s how it go, with time spent, emotion grows
In the beginning, friends we decided to roll
So who′s responsible when you get excited, explode
And Obie′s grinning, then you invite that Obie′s cold
But bitches the gon′ talk, niggas they gon′ hate
We established this way before we became mates
So whats required is that you chill with all that fire
Get your desire when I retire

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

I 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

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

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!

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?

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