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from Eminem - Infinite (1996)
Eye-Kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta become me If you ever wanna be one see Eminem: Man what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me If you ever wanna be one see Verse 1: Eye-Kyu Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick with ruggedness With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this I got more Different Strokes than Philip Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new heights premeditated Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it The escalated can be put to the test of greatness Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it So I take it that's the reason I'm hated To represent my temperment If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so) Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you collaborate I lacerate My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all running master gates And as for face clutching and touching the flows I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance Defiance, no we won't have that You want your shit to blow up? Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack And blast that shit to kingdom come Then bring them some of this real hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about And you all knew from Meeko That you couldn't hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno So stop that bullshit and flow Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know Chorus: Eminem So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me If you ever wanna be one see Eye-Kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be the sweet MC, you gotta become me If you ever wanna be one see Verse 2: Eminem So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 You don't know shit so when you see one flee You can be Run-D, you'll never beat the MC I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory It's either them or me man, kill or be killed You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty If he's acting soft and he cowers He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off when he showers You flowers got no clout with a thing You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their fingers But you can bring yours let's see what you got But don't front and never try to be what you're not Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack Chorus: Eye-Kyu So what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills you just seen come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one see Eminem: So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills that you just seen come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one see |
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from Eminem - Infinite (1996)
Police voice:
Attention all units, attention all units We have an All Points Bulletin out on a man with green hair I repeat, we have an APB on a man with green hair He's armed with a knife, I repeat, he's armed with a knife Proceed with caution, watch your back fella's He could be coming at your girlfriend next Verse 1: There's a joker on the loose from the psychiatric ward His face is up on the bulletin board with a reward He'll stab you with a sword don't be fooled by his charm He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair Check at your girl's house, he was last seen there He's has a mean stare but usually crack's jokes Good luck on your mission and guard your backs folks Chorus: I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! Verse 2: We got the walkie-talkies to keep us all informed Suited up head to toe in detective uniforms Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors Locking down every block and put up metal detectors Protectors and be sure that you stand close Watch each others backs and guard your command post And most of all be advised that he's wise He could be disguised as one of your very own guys Chorus: I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! Verse 3: I'm on a solo mission to find him personally To settle the score and beat then him mercifully For what he first did to me It's sure to be the last Following footprints with a magnifying glass To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell I'm mad as hell, on the trail of the tattle tail I heard a yell the voice sounded familiar "Give me your girlfriend or I'm gonna kill ya" Chorus: I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! Verse 4: I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps Sneezing at dust, and swinging at the spider-webs Inside the depths of his basement I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place' went! I saw my life flash in front of my eyes I felt a butcher knife slash at one of my thighs None of my guys knew where I'm at I was doomed Then I remembered the flashlight in my costume Chorus: I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! Verse 5: Dealing with backstabber's there was one thing I learned They're only powerful when you got your back turned I yearned for the day that we finally met again So I can give him a taste of his own medicine He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean I took his butcher knife and jabbed it into his spleen Cut him at the seam then dragged the fella home Beating him over the head with the telephone Police voice: Attention all cars, attention all cars Unit 313 has apprehended the suspect He's going back to the crazy home, I repeat He's going back to the crazy home, how about that? Chorus: I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! |
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from Eminem - Infinite (1996)
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 into your spine like siren drills I'm sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants Twistin necks of rappers till their spinal column disconnects Put this in decks and check the monologue, turn your system up Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog 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 the track fucked up rapper interrogation When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be staring, 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, a crew to stomp and then two feet to rinse I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil all your fans I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans 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 lonely 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 That 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 tactical, 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 |
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from Eminem - Infinite (1996)
Eye-Kyu: Check it out,
Eminem: Hey Kyu! Eye-Kyu: Chorus: It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) Verse 1: Eminem One day I plan to be a family man happily married I wanna grow to be so old that I have to be carried Till I'm glad to be buried And leave this crazy world And have at least a half a million for my baby girl It may be early to be planning this stuff Cause I'm still struggling hard to be the man, and it's tough Cause man it's been rough, but still I manage enough I've been taken advantage of, damaged and scuffed My hands have been cuffed But I don't panic and huff, frantic and puff Or plan to give up, the minute shit hits the fan it erupts I'm anteing up double or nothing, I've been trouble enough And I'm sick of struggling and suffering, see My destiny's to rest at ease, till I'm impressed and pleased With my progress, I won't settle for less than cheese I'm on a quest to seize all, my own label to call Way before my baby is able to crawl I'm too stable to fall, the pressure motivates To know I hold the weight of boulders on my shoulder blades I seen the golden gates to heaven on Earth Where they don't pull a weapon on you when you stepping on turf, Q Eye-Kyu: Chorus: It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) Verse 2: Eminem I'm going for broke, gambling and playing for keeps Everyday in the streets, scrambling and paying for cheap Praying for sleep Dreaming with a watering mouth Wishing for a better life for my daughter and spouse In this slaughtering house, caught up in bouts With the root of all evil I've seen it turn beautiful people crude and deceitful And make them do shit illegal For these Grant's and Jackson's These transactions explain a man's actions But in the mist of this insanity, I found my Christianity Through God and there's a wish he granted me He showed me how to cope with the stress And hope for the best, instead of mope and depressed Always groping a mess, of flying over the nest To selling dope with the rest I quit smoking cess to open my chest Life is stressful inside this cesspool Trying to wrestle, I almost bust a blood vessel My little brother's trying to learn his mathematics He's asthmatic, running home from school away from crack addicts Kids attract static, children with automatics Taking target practice on teens for Starter Jackets I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this slum I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum It's cumbersome, I'm trying to do well on this Earth But it's been Hell on this Earth since I fell on this Earth Eye-Kyu: Chorus: It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) It's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) Uh, it's ok, yeah it's alright, even though I can't sleep Uh yeah, it's ok, it's alright, I can't sleep |
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from Eminem - Infinite (1996)
Maxine!! (Phone Rings)
Maxine: Hello Denaun: Can I speak to Maxine? Maxine: Yeah this is me what's up? Denaun: What up? Maxine: Who dis? Denaun: Denaun Maxine: Yeah what's up? Denaun: What are you doing? Maxine: Nothing, just laying in bed Denaun: Huh? Maxine: Nothing, just laying in bed Denaun: Why? Maxine: I don't know, thinking about something freaky to do Verse 1: Eminem I know this crack fiend Maxine who needs a vaccine She tests positive but tells you that her act's clean Plus she got a sugar daddy Asking every hooker that he takes in to crook her badly If you mistook her sadly, on her reputation You're in jepordation, if you ain't got no preparation When you step away son, she got her face done Looking provocative, she'll let you knock it if You press the issue and get undressed to kiss you If you match the price, otherwise she won't look at you twice But when you catch the lice, or get the urgency To go to the emergency cause it burns to pee Don't bring your germs to me, cause I ain't trying to hear it While your fighting you fucking disease trying to clear it (Maxine!!) Verse 2: Denaun Porter Sometimes I wonder, what's your purpose? In life that is To get with every brother and unveil one of his kids, shit You living trife, got three kids at home and club hopping every night You say it's gonna stop but it.. just.. slows.. down And then speeds back to a regular pace, there is no end to this Mystery, whatever your reason even is to be You say you wanna be with me, but how can you say that When you got niggas hiding in your closet I refrain from getting angry but you keep on that strangely Verse 3: 3 I met this girl last week, she was a freak, and she liked me So I stepped on it and then asked my homies And chilled on the side and then watched they niggas Big game over there and take notes, while I get this number I stepped to her first I cleared my throat and said "Hey Bitch.. Haven't I seen you before?", looked at my nigga Turned around and got slapped throughout my hands And said "Oh it's like that?" She said she just broke up with her nigga and shit She started crying, and asked me to forgive her and shit She said her name was Maxine, so I told her I wanted her number She asked could I give her mine two Got to the crib and called her up We got into a good conversation that's when she asked me could I fuck I said "Maxine check this out, Give me your address I'll be through and you'll find out" Got to the crib she let me in She didn't waste time she grabbed my hand and proceeded to the bedroom I said "Hold up, and stop proceeding, you rushing things" What the fuck are you doing? So I went for my protection, took off my clothes and started flexing As she went for my midsection I threw her down as I tore off her shirt Pulled out my jimmy and I thought about putting in work Before I hit it she said "3 don't get mad but there's something that I gotta tell your ass" I said "What is it, another nigga? It's ok" She said "No I forgot to tell you, that I got AIDS" I got up out Denaun: Hey, Maxine Maxine: What Denaun: You thinking about sucking my dick? Maxine: Yeah for a small price Denaun: For a small price? What you mean? Maxine: You know, money nigga Denaun: You don't need no damn money, I can't give you no money anyways, I heard you got some shit. Maxine: (laughing) What you, what you hear I got? Denaun: AIDS Maxine: (laughing) Who told you that bullshit? Denaun: My nigga Kyu, he wouldn't lie Maxine: Well if that's the case, Kyu got it then Denaun: Oh for real, it's like that? Maxine: (laughing) Well I ain't got shit, so he ain't got shit, and if he do, he ain't get that shit from me, I ain't fucking around with no 3rd nigga Denaun: Fuck that, I ain't fucking with you Maxine: No, see.. Denaun: You got that shit, I ain't gotta fuck with you Maxine: Hold on, why it ain't even like that Denaun: I want ya'll to get paid, fucking.. Maxine: (laughing as the phone hangs up) |
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Denaun what up man?
What up dog? Ya alright? Chillen, cold as hell Yes it is, hey Bus didn't come here did it? 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 right 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, you know what i'm sayin I'm sure I got a dollar know what I mean.. Just throw it in there they ain't gonna know You know what they look, I'm sick of taking this darn 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 mom, 21 and still with my mom 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 crap 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 this 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 f*** 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 |
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Hey yo, what's up man? Hey, yo you been here all day man
Ya'll been here every weekend man, I don't ever get a chance to rap first man! That's cause you whack! What?!? I ain't whack nigga, I got some raps for all ya'll Nigga my raps fresh, I'ma bust my raps first, you can bust yours after me if you want to No no man, I'm going first, I'm getting tired of everybody wanted to go first man You always rap first, I'm rapping I don't care what none of ya'll say, I'm fresh, I'm fresh Thyme: Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out man I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know I said who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Verse 1: Eminem I'll have you taken back to Christ when you're sacrificed The way you're hacked and sliced when I fill your back with knives Jacking lives of MC's, now I'm set to launch a plan For blowing up the stage with illegal contraband I stomped your man so unless you want what he got You best just set the mic down, I'm steaming like a teapot I'll make the tea hot, people get in my face and ask If I wanna battle, then I chase them in a Jason mask It's an amazing task to battle with success I never gave a fuck, now I give a fuck less And in a slug fest I get physical like physicians Invisible like magicians with mystical mic traditions Wicked wizardry like a sorcerer, no remorse for you When I torture you throughout the course of my orchestra So feel the force of my spiritual images Slicing up an enemy's appendages till he hemorrhages My skin itches every time a rapper recites And when he's through with his verse, I'm all covered in flea bites You wanna see fights I got a match for you You couldn't flip shit playing in toilets with a spatula Chorus: Thyme Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out man I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Verse 2: Eminem You bitches get a hysterectomy disrespecting me You wanna feel the full effect of me, hand a tech to me Intellectually superior, I'll make the whack wearier Inferior, deteriorate, like bacteria Materially, killing serially, clearly you'll see How much in fear when you hear me you'll be, and Shiver and shake, quiver and quake Bite a rhyme and feel your jaw get stiffer and ache, wither and break You slithering snake, gibbering fake, fibbering flake I'll twist you into a different shape And toss you in Michigan Lake, for fishermen's sake If this is a dream you'd wish you can wake Every diss you can take, personal We ain't friends trying to make amends If you ain't ever stole a gate you can take a fence (take offense) I make intense masterpieces and smash to pieces Your last releases, you pass diseases, that's the reason I'm showing you the proper way to operate a mic So pass it like a hot potato I've never been less than clever and fresh Severing flesh of fools who never impressed ever infest Chorus: Thyme Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out man I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic man and said that you can flow? Point him out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and then said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Whhhooo the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Point him out!! I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? (scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know Ayo let me get that mic man' Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow? Who the fuck passed you the mic, who the fuck passed you the mic!! I got the rhymes bitch, I'll kick that shit |
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from Eminem - Infinite (1996)
Women Singing:
Ain't no one special, special like you No one's special, special like you (3X) I been searching, but you're the one I want in my life baby (4X) Verse 1: Eminem I'm reminiscing on your tenderness and the snuggling and teasing Missing what I remember, kissing and hugging and squeezing Bugging and weezing, I'm having trouble when breathing It's even tougher when sleeping But there's a couple of reasons that I'm suffering and grieving For loving and leaving, you're all I'm thinking of in the evening You got my knees buckling and weakening Thoughts of nothing but freaking that I'm struggling to keep in And interrupt when I'm speaking I got some game that I'm preparing to run The way your lips sparkle and they glare in the sun You got your hair in a bun, no matter what you're wearing you stun Cause your comparing to none, I wanna share in the fun I feel a passionate lust when I'm imagining just us alone at last with a touch I see you grasping to trust, but my intentions are good The seed is passing in dust I'm not asking to rush and answer me immediately I just wanna be there for you and you to be there for me If you agree to repeat after me, I Love You (I love you baby) Cause I just need you to see, how much I'm eager to be Your man legally wed, your love's keeping me fed This is easily said, so you can lead or be led If you care to be down cause ain't nobody Like you no where to be found CHORUS Women Singing: I been searching, but your the one I want in my life baby (4X) Verse 2: Denaun Porter Baby it's all on you, it's you I call on boo Let's set a day up so you can fall on through We'll take a spin in a Lexus you can chill for dinner and breakfast Long enough to see how this gentleman sex'es We'll start it out with caviar, Don Parigne And then when it's a fact we are warm, carry on We'll take it slow, see nobody will hurry things I got the herbs the Bacardi and Hurricane If Daiquiris are in debate and not your thing that day It's still all right cause I got Minute Maid and Tangeray Your an incredible one that's rare, in bed with edible underwear You look impeccable, nothing compares I dream of freaking you, the women that will speak it too so It seems that there is not an end to things that we can do so Now we all set to play, only thing left to say is When you step away, baby but don't forget the Neglicie CHORUS Women Singing: I been searching, but your the one I want in my life baby (8X) (fades) No one special, special like you (2X) |
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from Eminem - Infinite (1996)
Women Singing:
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Verse 1: I'm getting mad love, I'm snuggling hugs Druggling thugs, smuggling drugs, juggling jobs, guzzling jugs So here's a toast to federal checks Hetero sex, unaffordable medical debts, huh We travel in packs and ravel in facts and gravel in cracks To find babbling Max, gaffling tracks I grapple an axe for them baffling acts The mysterious stab in the backs who dabble in wax Still in my yard when I sculpted the culprit The tall shit that will end up with his skull split Then I buried the hatchet, I carried the fat chick Butterfingers is here and it's necessary to scratch it Baby all I wanna do is swallow one and two Smoke a little bit and follow one of you Back home when the party ends So tonight I'm dropping naughty hints To the finest women in the audience Chorus: Women Singing: They honor the Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah (blends in with lyrics) Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Verse 2: Ayo, spiders are like tarantulas, vandealous Living as scandalous as a television evangelist But I can handle this, I'm the rhyme biter crime fighter Caped crusader, taking care of undeserving lime lighters I think a living never meant for me Experimentally I found a way to spread interamentally When I stumbled upon this resolution By using a special fusion of chemical solution for this resolution You couldn't see me with binoculars I armed like an octopus Step on stage and you get socked and pushed Talking that junk like you went black, guarded your back Come battle me and you get smacked as hard as you act When I rap I represent it and will never referee in it Every minute so when I win it you never resent it I'm forever demented, come up with funk, I'll never be scented You got the point when I cleverly said it Chorus: Women Singing: Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah (blends in with lyrics) Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Verse 3: Eminem is heading skyward For those who thought that I would make you bored and treat you like a piece of plywood I've got miracle lyrical capability all in me With the agility to escape a killer bee colony So get your cameras and capture how miraculous I rap for all you Draculas and showed you all how whack you was I meant it as a dis, cause you don't posses the pizzazz as this I'm hazardous enough already as it is Without you adding fuel to the fire I'm cruel to the liar Who fails to recognize my reign of hell, rule to the sire Clinical studies show that I'm cynical There's no one who's identical to my fresh and authentic flow I'm sure the party people can agree That I'm enchanting, with the romantic Freaking the vocals so frantically So throw your hands up in the atmosphere And let them know the only party that was phat was here, just be like Chorus: Women Singing: Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah (blends in with lyrics) Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause we came here to do this tonight Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady [ep] (1997)
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 |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady [ep] (1997)
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 |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady [ep] (1997)
Hey! how are you guys doin'?
do ya want more? Alright.. Than, SHUT UP!!!!! |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady [ep] (1997)
"Just Don't Give A Fuck"
그딴거상관안해!!! [Intro: Frogg] [시작은 프로그가 부릅니당] Whoah! 오우!! A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em 니 손을 들어 그리고 박수를쳐 and like, back and forth because ah 그리고 막 손을 앞뒤로 왔다갔다해 왜냐하면 this is.. what you thought it wasn't 이건 니가 아니라고 생각했던거니깐 It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen 이건 와글와글거려..동료들이 더티도즌(1967의 어떤영화이름)을 선사해 I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background* 나는 F-R-O 에 떠블 G야 (기침한다) And check out the man he goes by the name of er... 그리고 저 어어(중단·주저하거나 말이 막힐 때에 내는 소리)이라고 불리는남자를 점검해봐(봐봐) [Verse One: Eminem] [이 시절부터:에미넴이부름] Slim Shady, brain dead like Jan Brady 잰 브레이디(아역배우이름인듯)처럼 머리는 텅텅빈 슬림쉐이디야 I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady 나는 M80야,킴여사보다 더 조금한 너 (여기서 킴여사는 릴킴이겠죠?ㅋ) I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer 나는 왕왕거리는,더티도젠(영화이름),못된 석은 라이머(rhymer란 시인도 되지만 막 발음 비슷한것있죠 ;동운어 라는 뜻입니다 근데 er이 붙어서 동운어만드는사람 또는 부르는사람이되겠져) Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer 마티 쇼텐헤이머보다 더 못하는 니네들을 욕하지 You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from 넌 니가 얻는 개같은 스타일보다 괴팍스러워 You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album 너는 두개의 복사를 팔지못할꺼야 니가 더블앨범을 누른다면 Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open 그냥 인정해,집어쳐,우리가 널리 나갈때 I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then 나는 환각제를,마약을,헤로인을,코카인을하고 그후 진정제를피워(진정제인지 마약인지;내용상은 진정제인듯?) My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) 내이름은 마샬마더스야 나는 알코홀중독자지 I have a disease and they don't know what to call it 나는 병에 걸렸고 그들은 뭐라고 부르는지몰라 Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash 지갑치우는게좋을껄 내가 돈을 가지러 바로 갈테니깐 Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass 니 콘서트 갈 티켓을 샀어 가서 니 궁뎅이를 차려고 Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin 개새끼야 난 기운차게 나갈꺼야,내가 너무 빨라서 니 눈 돌아가게될꺼야 You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson 너는 마이크타이슨처럼 때려눕혀질꺼야 The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton 증거는 푸딩안에있어,그냥 디샨홀튼에게 물어봐 (디션홀튼:8mile에서나온 흑인남자;가수이기도하면서 연기자) I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman 내가 그 너의 썅놈의 목구멍을 론 골드만보다 더 심하게 찢어줄께 [Chorus:] [코러스:↓] So when you see me on your block with two glocks 그래서 넌 내가 두개의 총이랑 니네 동네에 있는걸보면 Screamin _Fuck the World_ like Tupac 투팍(아시져?)처럼 소리쳐 '이놈의 집어치울 세상!!' I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 난 그냥 상관안해 Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin 내 뒤에서 욕이나 하는 더러운놈 tellin your boys that I'm on crack 나 열받았으니 니네 애들한테 말해 I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 나는 그져 신경안써 So put my tape back on the rack 그러니 고문의자에 내 테이프를 다시 붙여놔 Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack 텨가서 니 친구들한테 말해 나 지금 화났거든 I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 나는 그냥 신경안써~! But see me on the street and duck 그런데 날 길거리에서 보면 피해 cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed 왜냐하면 너는 꼼짝도못하고,마약에취해,담배냄새를 들이맡을꺼니깐(여기서 snuffed란 뜻이 잘 모르겠지만요 담배냄새를 맞다 나 낌새를 채다 입니다) Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! 왜냐하면 나는 그냥 상관안하니깐! [Verse Two: Eminem] [두번째절부터:에미넴] I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone 나는 피트(이름)보다 더 착해 근데 나는 지금 밀크본(이름인듯)을 뭉개버리려고 찾고있어(Serch라는 뜻은 모르겠는데요 그래서 그냥 search라고 해석을했습니다;찾다라는 뜻인데요 그래도 Serch가 대문자로 써있었거든요 그런데 전 뜻을 모르겠습니당) I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone 나는 영원해(불후야),나는 실리콘처럼 바닐라아이스(어떤랩퍼이름)를 녹여 I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason 나는 이유없이 널 깔볼정도로 아파(그만큼 내가 아파도넌이긴다라는뜻이겠져) I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin 나는 눈오는계절의 20도이하인 얼정도로 추운것보다 더 차가워 Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview 양념안넣은 신랄한맛, 이것이 바로 살짝보는 예고편이야 I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review 내가 니 잡지를 깔볼꺼야 그리고 여전히 조금이라도 리뷰를 받지못할꺼야 I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals 나는 너의 그 미친동료들이 널 떠나게할꺼야,폴거스 크리스탈 냄새를맡아봐(여기서 freak은 괴물이나 뭐 그런뜻;어쩔땐 마약복용자도됨;그러니 동료나 어쩌면 여친일수도) This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols 이건 그냥 열렬한 격투야, 신사들아 권총을 들어라 But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles 그런데 나는 막 볼트론처럼되어서 내 어깨 미사일로 너를 날려버려 Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) 슬림쉐이디야,에미넴은 옛날 이니셜이였어(바이바이) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion 강탈,사람들을업신여기고,납치를 지지하는 Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion 병적인 거짓말쟁이,말도안되게 거짓들을 날려버리는너 The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic 제일 바보같은,제일 광대같은,자발적인,돌발적인 Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict 충동적인 생각인, 강박관념에 사로잡힌 술꾼 , Half animal, half man 동물반 남자반을 마약중독자로 만들고 Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can 니 시체를 쓰레기통에 버려라 With more holes than an Afghan 아프카니스탄보다 더 많은 구멍의 쓰레기통에다가 [Chorus] [코러스한번더] [Verse Three: Eminem] [3절:에미넴] Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) 누가 나를 이 리무진에서 꺼내줘(나좀꺼내줘) I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine 나는 철사망에 갖힌 악마야,무대에서 레이지어게인스트더머신(락그룹이름인듯.)처럼 소리치는 I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin 나는 내가 악마라고 설득되었어 , 이 레코드가 돌아가는동안 총격전을벌이지 Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion 분석적으로는 죽은 뇌,나는 두번째의견은 필요없어 Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred treasure 가혹함이 소중한것을 떨어뜨리고,나는 성스러운 보물을 홱 뒤집는다 I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher 나는 너의 그 엿같은 스타일을 더욱더 새롭게만들게 만들기위해 물어버릴거야 I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches 난 더이상 못참겠어 나는 개년들때문에 미치겠어 Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes 내가 접시닦을때 지랄하는 보스도 신물이나 In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush 학교에서는 나는 별로 말을 안했어,머리가 너무 차서 바빴거든 Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush 너무 많은게 한꺼번에 다가옴이 내 얼굴을 빨갛게 물들였어 Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed 그리고 내가 짐빔(이름)에게 갔을때에 그때가 내 얼굴이 회색빛을띨때였어 Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team 8학년때 체육관에 갔을때 여자들의 수영반을 강간했어 Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian 나를 장난으로보지마 나는 코미디언이아냐 Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again 너무많은 정신적인 문제들이 나를 마약과 술에 찌들게만들었어 I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median 나는 절대 속박을 넘어서지않을꺼야,중간에서 달릴꺼야 Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in 드디어 집에도착했어 그런데 나는 들어갈 키가없어 [Chorus] [코러스 여기서 한번더] [Outro: Eminem] [끝:에미넴] Hey, fuck that! 야 ,집어치워 Outsidaz.. 외부인들아(또는 왕따,품위없는인간) Pace One..Young Zee.. 영지(어느래퍼이름)야 한거름더걸어라 |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady [ep] (1997)
Come on hey hey we goin' to the beach
grab a couple of toys and let dada strap you in the car seat. Where's Mama? She's takin' a little nap in the trunk Oh that smell dada must have run 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 types of women who does crazy things and if she don't get her way she'll throw a fit don't play with daddy's toy knife, honey, let go of it and don't be so upset, why you actin' bashful? don't you wanna help dadda build a sand castle? 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 was sleepin' 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 play by ourselves, can't we? just the two of us (sung) repeat 8-9 times there's a place called heaven and a place called hell, a place called prison and a place called jail, and dada'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? (Na) maybe when you're old enough to understand a little better, I'll explain it to ya. but for now we'll just say that 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 in time out, sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin' to climb out I told you it's okay, hey hey, wanna baba? take a night-night, nana-boo, goo-goo ga-ga humma goo-goo caca, dad'll change your dighty, clean the baby up so her can take a nighty-nighty. you're dad'll wake her up as soon as we get to the water, '97 Bonnie and Clyde, me and my daughter. just the two of us (sung) wake up sleepy head we're here, before we play, we're gonna take mama for a little walk along the pier. baby, don't cry honey, don't get the wrong idea, mama's too sleepy to hear you screamin' in her ear, that's why you can't get her to wake, but don't worry, dada made a nice bed for mama at the bottom of the lake, here, you wanna help dada tie a rope around this rock? we'll tie it to her footsies then will roll her off the dock. ready now, here we go, on the count of three, one, two, three...weeeeeeeeee there goes mama splashin' in the water, no more fightin' your dad, no more restrainin' order, no more step dada, no more new brother, blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love her, 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 (sung) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady [ep] (1997)
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. Jekyl 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 (Redman Sample) I'm low down and I'm shiftee And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack'em And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from (repeat) 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 ? 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 JOP, 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 |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady [ep] (1997)
Intro: Frogg
Whoah! A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em and like, back and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background* And check out the man he goes by the name of er... Verse One: Eminem Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman Chorus: So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin Fuck the World like Tupac I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Verse Two: Eminem I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan Chorus Verse Three: Eminem Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred treasure I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in Chorus Outro: Eminem Hey, fuck that! Outsidaz.. Pace One.. Young Zee.. |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady [ep] (1997)
(Chorus)
All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! 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 This shit is in my hands, here's your life span And for what your life's worth this money is twice that Grab a couple grand and lay-up 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 an' sketches ya Then connects you as 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 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 to escape in 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 Then 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 a 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 me square in the chest, I wasn't wearin' a vest... (Chorus) All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! Left the house, pullin' out the drive, backin' out (?) backin' out, this lady's Jag started blackin' out Pulled the MAC-10 out and 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 a 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 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', "Johnny, 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 (?) 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 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 o' 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 o' dropped the Beanie Baby Fuck it I give up, I'm surrounded in blue suits Came out with a white flag hollerin' "Truce, truce!" (Don't shoot!) Surrendered my weapon to cops. "Wasn't me! It was the gangsta rap and the peppermint Schnopps." (Chorus) All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! All I see is murder murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder murder, my mind state Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill! (Scratches to fade out) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Just the two of us Baby your da da loves you And I'ma always be here for you 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 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 And don't look so upset why you actin bashful Don't you wanna help da da build a sand castle And mama said she wants to show you 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 Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us see honey now 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 Maybe when you're enough to understand a little better I'll explain it to ya But for now we'll just say mama was real real bad 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 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 Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us 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 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 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 There goes mama spwashin in the water No more fightin wit dad no more restraining order No more step da da no more new brother Blow her kisses bye bye tell mami you love her 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 Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us Just the two of us And when we ride Just the two of us Just the two of us Just you and I Just the two of us Just me and you babyis all we need in this world Just me and you Your da da always be there for you Your da da's always gonna love you Remember that you ever need me i'mma always be here for you ever need anything just ASK Da da will be right there Your da da loves you I love you baby |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Yes man As the World Turns We all experience things in life Trials and Tribulations That we all must go through When someone wants to test us When someone tries our patience I hang with a bunch of hippiesand wacky tobacco planters Who swallow lit roachesand light up like jack o lanterns Outsiders baby and we suing the courts Cuz we're dope as fuck and only get a 2 in the source They never should've booted me out of reform school Deformed fool takin a shit in a warm pool They threw me out the Ramada Inn I said it wasn't me I got a twin Oh my god its you Not again It all started when my mother took my bike away Cuz I murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave After that It was straight to the 40 ouncers Slappin teachers and jackin off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson I'll past the test guessin And all the other kids said Eminem's a dishead He'll never last the only class he'll pass is phys ed May be true till I told this bitch in gym class That she was too fat to swim laps she needed Slim Fast Who Me Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big Tanny's and stepped on Jenny Craig She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig Put me in the headlock then I thought of my guinea pig I felt the evilness and started transformin It began storming I heard a bunch of cheering fans swarming Grabbed that bitch by her hair Drug her across the ground And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down Sorry coach it's too late to tell me stop While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop As the World Turns These are the days of our lives These are the things that we must go through Day by day We drive around in million dollar sports cars While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards Outsiders and we suing the courts Cuz we dope as fuck and only get a 2 in The Source Hypercondriac hanging out at the laundromat Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blondes be at Dressed like a sailor standin by a pale of garbage It's almost dark and I'm still tryna nail a trailor park bitch I met a slut and said What up it's nice to meet ya I'd like to treat ya to a Faygo and a slice of pizza But I'm broke as fuck and I don't get paid till the first of next month But if you care to join me I was bout to roll this next blunt But I aint got no weed no phillies or no papers Plus I'm a rapist and a repeated prison escapist So gimme all your money And don't try nothin funny Cuz you know your stinkin ass is too fat to try to outrun me I went to grab my gun Thats when her ass put it on me Wit an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry I fell through the glass doors Started causin a scene Then slid across the floor and flew right into a washin machine Jumped up with a broken back Thank god I was smokin crack all day And doped up off coke and smack All I wanted to do was rape the bitch and snatch her purse Now I wanna kill her But so I gotta catch her first Ran through Rally's parkin lot and took a shortcut Saw the house she ran up in And shot her fuckin porch up Kicked the door down to murder this divorced slut Looked around the room That's when I seen the bedroom door shut I know you're in there bitch I got my gun cocked You might as well come out now She said Come in it's unlocked I walked in and all I smelled was Liz Claiborne And seen her spread across the bed naked watchin gay porn She said Come her big boy lets get acquainted I turned around to run twisted my ankle and sprained it She came at me at full speed nothin could stop her I shot her five times and every bullet bounced off her I started to beg No please let go But she swallowed my fuckin leg whole like an egg roll With one leg left now I'm hoppin around crippled I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple Just trying to buy me some time then I remembered this magic trick Den Den Den Den Den Den Go go gadget dick Whipped that shit out and aint no doubt about it It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage I shouted now bitch let's see who get's the best Stuffed that shit in crooked and fucked that fat slut to death Come here bitch Come here Take this motherfuckin dick Bitch come here And as we go along Throughout the days of our lives We all face small obstacles and challenges everyday That we must go through These are the things that surround us through our atmosphere Every day Every single day the world keeps turning keeps turning |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
I don't speak I float in the air wrapped in a sheet I'm not a real person I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through a sismograph And a noise is bred picked up and transmitted through Royce'shead Trapped him in his room possessed him and hoist his bed Till the evilness flows through blood like poisonous lead Told him each one of his boys is dead I asked him come to the dark side he made a choice and said Who hard yo I done heard worse We can get in two cars accelerate at each other see which one'll swerve first Two blind bandits panic whose mental capacity holds That of a globe on top of nine other planets Kissed the cheek of the devil intelligence level is hellier than treble peakin on speakersin the ghetto Dismissal I'm not a fair man disgraced the race of a atheist Intercepting missles wit my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords I buried the Christ corpseIn my past life when the Black Knight mounted the white horse And stay over worked its like the Nazis in the nations Collaborating attemptin to take over the earth Cuz this is what happens when Bad Meets Evil We hit the trees till look like Vietnamese people He's Evil and I'm Bad like Steve Segal Above the Law cuz I don't agree wit police either We ain't eager to be legal So please leave me wit the keys to your Jeep Eagle I breathe ether in three amounts When I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle Releasin rage on anybody in squeezing range Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing rain No I'm not I just want to shoot up and I'm pissed off Cuz I can't find a decent vain The disaster wit dreds I'm Bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough kill my soul after I'm dead When in danger it's funny actually my flavor's similar to awaiter Cuz I serve any stranger wit money I spray a hundred man until they joint chains While slippin bullets at point blank range like they waspunches Piss on a flag burn it murder you then come to your funeral Serve this lobbyist strangle your body then confirm you Whippin human ass throwin blows crackin jaws Wit my fists wrapped in gause dipped in glue glass I'm blazin MC's at the same time amazin MC's Somehow MC's ain't that eye brow raisin to me From all angles of us flash a mack loud enough to cast aavalanche bust till volcanoes errupt Hello Aiyyo what's up STOP THEY KNOW IT'S US I used to be a loudmouth remember me I'm the one who burned your house down Well I'm out now and this time I'm comin back to blow your house up And I ain't gon leave you a window to jump out of Give me two fat tabs and three shrooms And you won't see me like fat people in steam rooms when I go to hell and I'm gettin ready to leave I'ma put air in a bag and charge people to breathe Cuz this is what happens when Bad Meets Evil And we hit the trees we look like Vietnamese people He's Evil and I'm Bad like Steve Segal Against peaceful see you in hell for the sequel See you in hell Wall Street Royce Da Five Nine Slim Shady See you in hell for the sequel Bad Meets Evil what |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Justin, its Zoe, Um Kellie did not have me call you however I just listened to Eminem in her car It is the most disgusting thing I have ever heard in my entire life and I seriously want to call his fucking agent and tell them how fucking disgusting he is, it like makes me upset, I am now nauseous and I can't eat lunch, goodbye |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Scalpel Here Sponge Here Wait he's convulsing he's convulsing We're gonna have to shock him We're gonna have to shock him 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 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 Owww My appendix feels like they could burst Teacher teacher quick I need a naked nurse What's the matter I don't know my leg it hurts Leg I thought you said it was your tummy Oh I mean it is but I also got a bum knee Mr Mathers the fun and games are over And just for that stunt you're gonna get some extra homework But don't you wanna give me after school detention Nah that bully wants to beat your ass and I'ma let him 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 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 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 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 Oh my God I'm sorry son 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 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 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 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 |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
[Dina] Hmm-hmm-hmhmhmmhm.. ahhh, whooooo!! Shit [Em] Yo, mic check Testing one, two, um... twelve (whattup whattup whattup.. Outsidaz) [Em] This is my dance song (Outsidaz) Can you hear me? (Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young Zee) [Em] Aight, ay turn my headphones up (bust it bust it) [Eminem] My favoite color is red, like the blood shed from Kurt Cobain's head, when he shot himself dead Women all grabbin at my shishkabob Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve (I can't stand white people!) You thought I was ill and now I'm even more so Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat I got a wardrobe with an orange robe {*wolf whistle*} I'm in the fourth row, signin autographs at your show (Yo can you sign this right here?) I just remembered that I'm absent minded Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it I'm freestylin every verse that I spit cause I don't even remember the words to my shit (umm, one two) I told the doc I need a change in sickness and gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis Put my LP on your Christmas gift list You wanna get high, here bitch just sniff this [Chorus 8X: Eminem] + (Dina Rae) Cum on everybody (get down tonight) [Eminem] Yo.. yo yo yo yo I tried suicide once and I'll try it again That's why I write songs where I die at the end Cause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck and I was wavin it at everybody screamin, "I suck" (I SUCK!!!) I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd and yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out now" Fuck rap, I'm givin it up y'all, I'm sorry (But Eminem this is your record release party!) I'm bored out of my gourd -- so I took a hammer and nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Ford Guess I'm just a sick sick bastard who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain't got it all) One Excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage (ohhhhhhh) And if you ever see a video for this shit I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit [Chorus 8X: Eminem] + (Dina Rae) Cum on everybody (get down tonight) [Eminem] Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin Beastie Boy {*wolf whistle*} So I told em I was Mike D They was like, "Gee I don't know, he might be!" I told em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concert I'll be standin by the Loch Ness Monster (okay) peace out (bye!!)" Then I jetted to the weed house Smoked out til I started bustin freestyles Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick Crushed up the Tylenol and ate it with a dipstick (*slurping*} Made a couple of crank calls collect [*brrrrrrring, click*] "Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?" I wanna make songs all the fellas dub And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous of So just remember when I bomb your set Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset [Chorus 20X: Eminem] + (Dina Rae) Cum on everybody (get down tonight) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Meet Eddie Twenty three years old Fed up with life and the way things are going He decides to rob a liquor store But on his way in he has a sudden change of heart And suddenly his conscience comes into play Alright stop 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 mother fucking conscience That's nonsense Go in 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 an aged razor blade 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 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 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 It's alright come on just come in here for a minute Oh no Look look look Look It's gonna be alright right Meet Stan Twenty one years old After meeting a young girl at a rave party things start getting hot and heavy in upstairs bedroom Once again his conscience comes into play Now listen to me while you're kissing her cheek and smearing 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 Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare Til she passes out 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 Hey 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 Alright calm down relax start breathing Fuck that shit You just caught this bitch cheating While you at work she's with some dude tryin to get off Fuck slittin her throat Cut this bitch's head off 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 think about the baby before you get all crazy 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 some somebody who slapped Dee barnes What you say What's wrong Didn't think I'd remember I'm a kill you mother fucker Ah ah temper temper Mr Dre Mr N W A Mr AK coming straight outta Compton y'all better make way How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went Been there done that Ah fuck it What am I saying Shoot em both Grady Where's your gun at |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
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 |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
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 |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Intro: Frogg Whoah! A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em and like, back and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background* And check out the man he goes by the name of er... Verse One: Eminem Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman Chorus: So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin _Fuck the World_ like Tupac I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Verse Two: Eminem I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan Chorus Verse Three: Eminem Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred treasure I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in Chorus Outro: Eminem Hey, fuck that! Outsidaz.. Pace One.. Young Zee.. |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Uh oh yeah Oh suck it Oh fuck you Oh Shaggy Oh this is why they call you two dope ain't it Oh fuck you Oh take it out take it out Oh now give something to Jay Oh violent Jay Wait don't bite it Don't be violent with it now just suck it Nice and slow yeah Oh oh fuck yeah You got oh Now give it back to Shaggy He was sucking it better Oh now say my name (Eminem) Say my name (Eminem) WHAT? Oh fuck you guys Give me my dick back Fuck you guys If you want Eminem you can have Eminem Fuck you guys I'm leaving (Ken no!) (Ken wait, oh damn) (Nice going Shaggy) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
I never meant to Give you mushrooms girl I never meant to Bring you to my world And now your laying in the corner Crying (Cheers and appluade) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Chorus: repeat 2X {Eminem singing} 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 stopped usin who love booze and alternative music (Whattup?) Told me she was goin back into usin again (Nah!) I said, "Wait, first try this hallucinogen It's better than heroin, Henn, the booze or the gin C'mere, let's go in here" *knocks on the door* "Who's in the den?" [R] "It's me and Kelly!" "My bad, (sorry) let's try another room" [G] I don't trust you! "Shut up slut! Chew up this mushroom This'll help you get in touch with your roots We'll get barefoot, buttnaked, and run in the woods [G] Oh hell, I might as well try em, this party is so drab "Oh dag!!" [G] What? "I ain't mean for you to eat the whole bag!" [G] 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 cryin, I don't hate ya The world's not against you, I'm sorry your father raped you So what you had your little coochie in your dad's mouth? That ain't no reason to start wiggin and spaz out She said, [G] Help me I think I'm havin 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, [G] I'm twenty-six years old and I'm not married I don't even have any kids and I can't cook (Hello!) 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 may you had "I took three, she ate the other twenty-two caps Now she's upstairs cryin out her eyeballs, drinkin Lysol" [D] She's gonna die dude "I know and it's my fault!" [D] 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! Oh my God! Susan wake up! Oh God... |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
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 flunk me in junior high Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be thirty-five I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Extraterrestrial, runnin over pedestrians in a spaceship while they screamin at me: "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 (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 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 (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 Chorus |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Em, what's goin' on, it's Paul, Eh. Dre gave me a copy - of the new album, .... and I just. (Sigh) Fuck it. (Hangs up Phone) |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
[Announcer] This a Public Service Announcement, brought to you in part by Slim Shady. The views and events expressed here are totally fucked. And are not necessarily the views of anyone. However, the events and suggestions that appear on this album are *not* to be taken lightly. Children should not partake in the listening of this album with laces in their shoes Slim Shady is not responsible for your actions. Upon purchasing this album, you have agreed not to try this at home. Anything else? [Eminem] Yeah, don't do drugs. |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Ah yeah, 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 perkasets, 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: repeat 2X That's Rock Bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's Rock Bottom When you want something bad enough you'll 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 |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
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 So if 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 My nerves hurt and lately I'm on edge Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blonde dreads 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 Laury 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 grav 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 Gold Jumped behind the door put the orgy on hold Killed em both and smeared blood in a white Bronco 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 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 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 |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
Skylar Montgomery? What do you want from me Roger? I know it was you all along messing around with my dear Veronica. Wait a minute. You hold it right there. Me and that woman love each other. Love? What do you know of love? We were destined to be together. I met her on the beach... Are you out to destroy me? No, Roger. That's not what I want to do. I love her! And we're gonna be together, never |
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from Eminem - The Slim Shady Lp (1999)
A lot of people ask me.. am I afraid of death.. Hell yeah I'm afraid of death I don't want to die yet A lot of people think.. that I worship the devil.. that I do all types of.. retarded shit Look, I can't change the way I think And I can't change the way I am But if I offended you? Good Cause I still don't give a fuck I'm zonin off of one joint, stoppin a limo Hopped in the window, shoppin a demo at gunpoint A lyricist without a clue, what year is this? Fuck a needle, here's a sword, bodypierce with this Livin amuk, never givin a fuck Gimme the keys I'm drunk, and I've never driven a truck But I smoke dope in a cab I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab Come back the next week and re-open your scab (YEAH!) A killer instinct runs in the blood Emptyin full clips and buryin guns in the mud I've calmed down now -- I was heavy once into drugs I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz My brain's gone, my soul's worn and my spirit is torn The rest of my body's still bein operated on I'm ducked the fuck down while I'm writin this rhyme Cause I'm probably gonna get struck with lightnin this time Chorus: For all the weed that I've smoked - yo this blunt's for you To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too! To all the friends I used to have - yo I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS For all the drugs that I've done - yo I'm still gon' do To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too! For everytime I reminisce - yo I miss my past But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can KISS MY ASS [Eminem] I walked into a gunfight with a knife to kill you And cut you so fast when your blood spilled it was still blue I'll hang you til you dangle and chain you with both ankles And pull you apart from both angles I wanna crush your skull til your brains leaks out of your veins And bust open like broken water mains So tell Saddam not to bother with makin another bomb Cause I'm crushin the whole world in my palm Got your girl on my arm and I'm armed with a firearm So big my entire arm is a giant firebomb Buy your mom a shirt with a Slim Shady iron-on And the pants to match ("Here momma try em on") I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectives, a brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxatives (Shittin on rappers) Causin hospital accidents God help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again Chorus [Eminem] I wanted an album so rugged nobody could touch it Spend a million a track and went over my budget (Ohh shit!) Now how in the fuck am I supposed to get out of debt? I can't rap anymore - I just murdered the alphabet Drug sickness got me doin some bugged twitches I'm withdrawn from crack so bad my blood itches I don't rap to get the women - fuck bitches Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes Never ran with a click - I'm a posse Kamikaze, strappin a motherfuckin bomb across me From the second I was born, my momma lost me I'm a cross between Manson, Esham and Ozzy I don't know why the fuck I'm here in the first place My worst day on this earth was my first birthday Retarded? What did that nurse say? Brain damage? Fuck, I was born during the earthquake Chorus |
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from Eminem - My Name Is [single] (1999)
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? 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 My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be thirty-five I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Extraterrestrial, runnin over pedestrians in a spaceship while they screamin at me: '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 (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 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 (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 Chorus |
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from Eminem - My Name Is [single] (1999)
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? 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 My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be thirty-five I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Extraterrestrial, runnin over pedestrians in a spaceship while they screamin at me: '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 (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 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 (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 Chorus |
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from Dr. Dre 2집 - 2001 (1999)
Ya'll know me
still the same ol' G But I been low key Hated on by most these niggas Wit no cheese no deals and no G's no wheels and no keys No boats no snowmobiles and no ski's Mad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks To add to the wall full of plaques Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies But ya'll think I'm let my dough freeze Ho Please You better bow down on both knees Who you think taught to smoke trees Who you think brought the o' D's Eazy E's Ice Cube's and DOC's and Snoop D O double G's And a group that said muthafuck the police Gave you a tape full of dope beats The bomb weed stroll through in you hood And when your album sales wasn't doin too good Who's the doc that he told you to go see Ya'll better listen up closely All you niggas that said that I turned pop Or the Firm flop ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep So fuck ya'll all of ya'll If ya'll don't like me blow me Ya'll are gonna keep fuckin around wit me And turn me back to the old me Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre So what do you say to somebody you hate Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way Just study your tape of NWA One day I was walkin by Wit a walkmen on When I caught a guy givin me an awkward eye And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge But I'm drunk as fuck Right next to a humun truck in a two car garage Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off Fuck you too bitch call the cops I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs And when the cops came through Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches And still one found out From here on out it's the Chronic 2 Startin today and tomorrows the new And I'm still loco and nuts To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up And the temp goes up to the mid 80's Callin men ladies Sorry Doc but I been crazy There is no way that you can save me It's ok go with him Hailey Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre If it was up to me You muthafuckas would stop comin up to me Wit your hands out lookin up to me Like you want somethin free When my last cd was out you wasn't bumpin me But now that I got this little company Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease But you won't get a crumb from me Cause I'm from the streets of I told em all All them little gangstas Who you think helped mold 'em all Now you wanna run around and talk about guns Like I ain't got none What you think I sold 'em all Cause I stay well off Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad Tryna get this damn label off I ain't havin that This is the millenium of Aftermath It ain't gonna be nothin after that So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap You can have it back So where's all the mad rappers at It's like a jungle in this habitat But all you savage cats Knew that I was strapped wit gats When you were cuddled wit cabbage patch Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothin comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre |
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from Dr. Dre 2집 - 2001 (1999)
Back when Cube
was rollin wit Lorenzo in a Benzo I was bangin wit a gang of instrumentals Got the pens and pencils got down to business but sometimes the business end of this shit can turn your friends against you But you was a real nigga I could sense it in you I still remember the window of the car that you went through that's fucked up but I'll never forget the shit we been through And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you Cuz you my nigga Doc and Eazy I'm still wit you Fuck the beef nigga I miss you and that's just bein real wit you You see the truth is Everybody wanna know how close me and Snoop is And who I'm still cool wit Then I got these fake ass niggaz I first drew with Claimin that they non violent talkin like they Spit venom in interviews speakin on reunions Move units then talk shit and we can do this Until then I ain't even speakin your name Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same Nigga it ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors It's just that I'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em What's the difference You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin Yo I stay wit it While you try to perpetrate play wit it Never knew about the next level until Dre did it YEAH I stay committed while you motherfuckers baby sitted I smash you critics like a overhand right from Riddick Yeah Come and get it shitted on villians by the millions I be catchin bitches while bitches be catchin feelings So what the fuck am I supposed to do I pop bottles and hot hollow points at each and all of you Come on A heartless bastard high and plastered My style is like the reaction from too much acid never come down Pass it around if you can't handle it Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train laminates What's the difference between me and you What about five back accounts three ounces and two vehicles Until my death I'm Bangladesh I suggest you hold yo' breath til ain't none left Yo that's the difference What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style Aight hold up hold up STOP THE BEAT A MINUTE I got somethin to say Dre I wanna tell you this shit right now while this fuckin weed is in me I don't know if I ever told you this but I love you dawg I got your motherfuckin back just know this shit Slim I don't know if you noticed it But I've had your back from day one nigga let's blow this bitch I mean it dawg you ever need somebody offed who's throat is it Well if you ever kill that Kim bitch I'll show you where the ocean is Well that's cool and I appreciate the offer But if I do decide to really murder my daughter's momma I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her And cruise around wit her for seven hours through California And have her wavin at people Hi Then drop her off on the corner at the police station and drive off honkin the horn for her Raw dawg get your arm gnawed off Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of fuck Fuck blood I wanna see some lungs coughed up Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop up they nose and cough snot up mucus in hot water That's for tryin to talk like the Chronic was lost product That's for even THINKIN of havin them thoughts thought up You better show some respect whenever the Doc's brought up So what's the difference between us We can start at the penis Or we can scream i Just Don't Give a Fuck and see who means it What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin What's the difference between me and you You talk a good one but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin What's the difference between me and you |
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from Dr. Dre 2집 - 2001 (1999)
Things just ain't the same
for gangsters Times is changin young niggaz is agin Becomin O G's in the game and changin to make way for these new names and faces but the strangest things can happen from rappin when niggaz get wrapped up in image and actin Niggaz get capped up and wrapped in plastic and zipped up in bags when it happens that's it I've seen em come I've watched em go Watched em rise witnessed it and watched them blow Watched em all blossom and watched em grow Watched the lawsuits when they lost the dough Best friends and money I lost them both Went and visisted niggaz in the hospital and saw the same shit all across the globe I just sit back and watch the show everywhere that I go ain't the same as befo' People I used to know just don't know me no mo' But everywhere that I go I got people I know who got people they know So I suggest you lay low I moved out of the hood for good you blame me Niggaz aim mainly at niggaz they can't be But niggaz can't hit niggaz they can't see I'm out of sight now I'm out of they dang reach How would you feel if niggaz wanted you killed You'd probably move to a new house on a new hill and choose a new spot if niggaz wanted you shot I ain't a thug how much Tupac in you you got I ain't no bitch neither it's either my life or yo' life and I ain't leavin I like breathin Cause nigga we can go round for round Clip for clip shit fo'pound for pound Nigga if you really wanna take it there we can Just remember that you fuckin with a family man I got a lot more to lose than you remember that when you wanna come and fill these shoes everywhere that I go ain't the same as befo' People I used to know just don't know me no mo' But everywhere that I go I got people I know who got people they know So I suggest you lay low Things just ain't the same for gangstas Cops is anxious to put niggaz in handcuffs They wanna hang us see us dead or enslave us Keep us trapped in the same place we raised in Then they wonder why we act so outrageous Run around stressed out and pull out gauges Cause everytime you let the animal out cages It's dangerous to people who look like strangers But now we got a new era of gangsters Hustlers and youngsters livin amongst us Lookin at us now callin us bustaz Can't help but reminisce back when it was us Nigga we started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin thanks I get It's funny how time fly I'm just havin fun just watchin it fly by everywhere that I go ain't the same as befo' People I used to know just don't know me no mo' But everywhere that I go I got people I know who got people they know So I suggest you lay |
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from Eminem - Guilty Conscience [single] (2000)
Meet Eddie. 23 years old. Fed up with life and
the way things are going, he decides to rob a liquor store. But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart. And suddenly, his conscience comes into play... Dre: Alright, stop! (Huh?) Now before you walk in the door This liquor store and try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence...(Who are you?) I′m your motherfuckin′ conscience Em: That′s nonsense. Go in gather the money And run to one of your aunt′s cribs And borrow her damn dress and one of her blond wigs Tell her you need a place to stay You′ll be safe for days if you shave ya legs With Renee′s razor blades 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 Em: Fuck dat! 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? 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 Em: You know what Dre? I don′t like your attitude... (scratch) Meet Stan. 21 years old. 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... Em: Now listen to me, while you′re kissin′ her cheek Smearin′ her lipstick, slip this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch′s earlobe... Dre: Yo! This girl′s only 15 years old You shouldn′t take advantage of her, that′s not fair Em: 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.. Dre: Man, ain′t you ever seen that one movie KIDS? Em: No, but I seen a porno with Son Doobiest! Dre: Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail? Em: Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog then bail... (scratch) Meet Grady. A 29 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. Dre: Alright calm down, relax, start breathin... Em: 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!! Dre: Wait, what if there′s an explanation for this shit? Em: What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick? Dre: Alright Shady. Maybe he′s right Grady. But think about the baby before you get all crazy. Em: Okay! Thought about it, still wanna stab her Grab her by the throat, get the daughter and kidnap her? That′s what I did, be smart, don′t be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody that slapped DEE BARNES??! Dre: What′chu say? Em: What′s wrong? Didn′t think I′d remember? Dre: I′m-a kill you motherfucker! Em: Ah-aahh! Temper temper! Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? Mr. AK comin′ straight outta Compton ya′ll better make way??! How in the fuck you gon′ tell this man not to be violent? Dre: Cuz 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? (BANG! BANG!) |
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from Eminem - Guilty Conscience [single] (2000)
Meet Eddie. 23 years old. Fed up with life and
the way things are going, he decides to rob a liquor store. But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart. And suddenly, his conscience comes into play... Dre: Alright, stop! (Huh?) Now before you walk in the door This liquor store and try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence...(Who are you?) I′m your motherfuckin′ conscience Em: That′s nonsense. Go in gather the money And run to one of your aunt′s cribs And borrow her damn dress and one of her blond wigs Tell her you need a place to stay You′ll be safe for days if you shave ya legs With Renee′s razor blades 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 Em: Fuck dat! 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? 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 Em: You know what Dre? I don′t like your attitude... (scratch) Meet Stan. 21 years old. 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... Em: Now listen to me, while you′re kissin′ her cheek Smearin′ her lipstick, slip this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch′s earlobe... Dre: Yo! This girl′s only 15 years old You shouldn′t take advantage of her, that′s not fair Em: 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.. Dre: Man, ain′t you ever seen that one movie KIDS? Em: No, but I seen a porno with Son Doobiest! Dre: Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail? Em: Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog then bail... (scratch) Meet Grady. A 29 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. Dre: Alright calm down, relax, start breathin... Em: 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!! Dre: Wait, what if there′s an explanation for this shit? Em: What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick? Dre: Alright Shady. Maybe he′s right Grady. But think about the baby before you get all crazy. Em: Okay! Thought about it, still wanna stab her Grab her by the throat, get the daughter and kidnap her? That′s what I did, be smart, don′t be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody that slapped DEE BARNES??! Dre: What′chu say? Em: What′s wrong? Didn′t think I′d remember? Dre: I′m-a kill you motherfucker! Em: Ah-aahh! Temper temper! Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? Mr. AK comin′ straight outta Compton ya′ll better make way??! How in the fuck you gon′ tell this man not to be violent? Dre: Cuz 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? (BANG! BANG!) |
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from Eminem - Guilty Conscience [single] (2000)
Meet Eddie. 23 years old. Fed up with life and
the way things are going, he decides to rob a liquor store. But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart. And suddenly, his conscience comes into play... Dre: Alright, stop! (Huh?) Now before you walk in the door This liquor store and try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence...(Who are you?) I′m your motherfuckin′ conscience Em: That′s nonsense. Go in gather the money And run to one of your aunt′s cribs And borrow her damn dress and one of her blond wigs Tell her you need a place to stay You′ll be safe for days if you shave ya legs With Renee′s razor blades 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 Em: Fuck dat! 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? 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 Em: You know what Dre? I don′t like your attitude... (scratch) Meet Stan. 21 years old. 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... Em: Now listen to me, while you′re kissin′ her cheek Smearin′ her lipstick, slip this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch′s earlobe... Dre: Yo! This girl′s only 15 years old You shouldn′t take advantage of her, that′s not fair Em: 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.. Dre: Man, ain′t you ever seen that one movie KIDS? Em: No, but I seen a porno with Son Doobiest! Dre: Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail? Em: Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog then bail... (scratch) Meet Grady. A 29 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. Dre: Alright calm down, relax, start breathin... Em: 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!! Dre: Wait, what if there′s an explanation for this shit? Em: What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick? Dre: Alright Shady. Maybe he′s right Grady. But think about the baby before you get all crazy. Em: Okay! Thought about it, still wanna stab her Grab her by the throat, get the daughter and kidnap her? That′s what I did, be smart, don′t be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody that slapped DEE BARNES??! Dre: What′chu say? Em: What′s wrong? Didn′t think I′d remember? Dre: I′m-a kill you motherfucker! Em: Ah-aahh! Temper temper! Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? Mr. AK comin′ straight outta Compton ya′ll better make way??! How in the fuck you gon′ tell this man not to be violent? Dre: Cuz 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? (BANG! BANG!) |
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from Eminem - The Real Slim Shady [single] (2000)
(Chorus One)
{Just pull the plug!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!} C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it {Just pull the plug!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!} C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it {Just let it goooooo!} (Eminem) Hand me an ,8, beam me up and land me in space I'ma sit on top of the world {I'm here} and shit on Brandy and Mase I'm more than ill I'm scarier than a white journalist in a room with Lauryn Hill {Ahh!} Human horror film but with a lot funnier plot, and people that feel me cause I'ma still be Madd Rapper, whether I got money or not {yup} As long as I'm on pills, and I got plenty of pot I'll be in a canoe paddlin, makin fun of your yacht But I would like an award for the best rapper to get one mic in The Source and a wardrobe I can afford Otherwise I might get sent up back-strike in a Ford And you wonder what the fuck I need more Vicadin for Everybody's pissin' me off; even the No Limit Tank looks like a middle finger sideways flippin me off No shit I'm a great danger to my health Why else would I kill you then jump in the grave and bury myself? (Chorus Two) {Just pull the plug!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!} C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it {Just let it gooo!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!} C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it {Just do it!} (Eminem) I'm the illest rapper to hold the cordless, patrollin corners Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters I'm meaner in action than Roscoe beatin James Todd Sr. across the back with vacuum cleaner attachments {Ow! Ow! Ow!} I grew up in a wild hood, as a hazardous youth with a fucked up childhood, that I used as an excuse And ain't shit changed, I kept the same mindstate since the third time that I failed 9th grade You probably think that I'm a negative person, don't be so sure of it I don't promote violence, I just encourage it {c'mon} I laugh at the sight of death as I fall down a cement flight of steps {ahhhhhhhh!} and land inside a bed of spider webs So throw caution to the wind; you and a friend can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again Shit, why not, blow your brain out, I'm blowin mine out Fuck it, you only live once, you might as well die now! (Chorus Three) {Just let it gooo!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!} C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it {Just pull the plug!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!} C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it {Just do it!} (Eminem) My laser disc gon' make you take a razor to your wrist Make you satanistic, make you take the pistol to your face and place the clip and cock it back and let it go until your brains are rippin out your skull so bad to sew you back would be a waste of stitches I'm not a "Role Model," I don't wanna babysit kids I got one little girl, and Hailie Jade is Shady's business And Shady's just an alias I made to make you pissed off Where the fuck were you when Gil was paid to make me dishwash? I make a couple statements and now look how crazy shit got You made me get a bigger attitude than eighty Kim Scott's And she almost got the same fate that Grady's bitch got I knew that "Just the Two of Us" would make you hate me this much And "Just the Two of Us," that ain't got shit to do with us and our personal life, it's just words on a mic So you can call me a punk, a pervert or a chauvinist pig But the funny shit is that I still go with the bitch! (Chorus Two) |
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from Eminem - The Real Slim Shady [single] (2000)
Whoah!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em and like, back and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen I be the F-R-O the double G And check out the man he goes by the name of er... Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The proof is in the puddin, just ask the Shawn Holman I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin _Fuck the World_ like Tupac I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin tellin your boys that I'm on crack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! But see me on the street and duck Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed Cause I just don't give a fuuuuuck!! I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion Fuck droppin the jaw, I'm flippin the sacred treasure I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in Hey, fuck that! Outsidaz.. Pace One.. Young Zee.. |
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from Eminem - The Real Slim Shady [single] (2000)
Chorus: repeat 2X {Eminem singing}
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 stopped usin who love booze and alternative music (Whattup?) Told me she was goin back into usin again (Nah!) I said, 'Wait, first try this hallucinogen It's better than heroin, Henn, the booze or the gin C'mere, let's go in here' *knocks on the door* 'Who's in the den?' [R] 'It's me and Kelly!' 'My bad, (sorry) let's try another room' [G] I don't trust you! 'Shut up slut! Chew up this mushroom This'll help you get in touch with your roots We'll get barefoot, buttnaked, and run in the woods [G] Oh hell, I might as well try em, this party is so drab 'Oh dag!!' [G] What? 'I ain't mean for you to eat the whole bag!' [G] 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 cryin, I don't hate ya The world's not against you, I'm sorry your father raped you So what you had your little coochie in your dad's mouth? That ain't no reason to start wiggin and spaz out She said, [G] Help me I think I'm havin 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, [G] I'm twenty-six years old and I'm not married I don't even have any kids and I can't cook (Hello!) I'm over here Sue, (hi) you're talkin to the plant, look! We need to get to a hospi tal '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 may you had 'I took three, she ate the other twenty-two caps Now she's upstairs cryin out her eyeballs, drinkin Lysol' [D] She's gonna die dude 'I know and it's my fault!' [D] 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! Oh my God! Susan wake up! Oh God... |
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from Eminem - The Real Slim Shady [single] (2000)
[Eminem]
May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here.. Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door and started whoopin her ass worse than before they first were divorce, throwin her over furniture (Ahh!) It's the return of the... "Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding, he didn't just say what I think he did, did he?" And Dr. Dre said... nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement! (Ha-ha!) Feminist women love Eminem {*vocal turntable: chigga chigga chigga*} "Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin around grabbin his you-know-what Flippin the you-know-who," "Yeah, but he's so cute though!" Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse, than what's goin on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose "My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips" And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course they gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals.." Well, some of us cannibals who cut other people open like cantaloupes {*SLURP*} But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope {*EWWW!*} But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X) I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up, please stand up, please stand up? [Eminem] Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records; well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me "But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here? So you can, sit me here next to Britney Spears? Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs so I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst and hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV "Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee!" I should download her audio on MP3 and show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD {*AHHH!*} I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you {*bzzzt*} And there's a million of us just like me who cuss like me; who just don't give a fuck like me who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me and just might be the next best thing but not quite me! Chorus [Eminem] I'm like a head trip to listen to, cause I'm only givin you things you joke about with your friends inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all and I don't gotta be false or sugarcoated at all I just get on the mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it {*ERR*} I just shit it better than ninety percent of you rappers out can Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like valiums It's funny; cause at the rate I'm goin when I'm thirty I'll be the only person in the nursin home flirting Pinchin nurses asses when I'm jackin off with Jergens And I'm jerkin but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin He could be workin at Burger King, spittin on your onion rings {*HACH*} Or in the parkin lot, circling Screaming "I don't give a fuck!" with his windows down and his system up So, will the real Shady please stand up? And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? Chorus 2X [Eminem] Ha ha Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
(kill kill kill)
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, duh-da-da-da-da (kill kill kill) Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, dumm.. (kill kill kill) *Mentally illll from Amityvilllle (ILLLL) Accidentally killll your family stillll Thinkin he won't? God-damnit he willll (HE'SSSS) Mentally illll from Amityvilllle ** {HE'SSSS} - on repeats only ** I get lifted and spin til I'm half-twisted Feet planted and stand with a grin full of chapped lipstick {*SMACK*} Pen full of ink, think sinful and rap sick shit Shrink pencil me in for my last visit Drink gin til my chin's full of splashed whiskers {*whoosh*} Hash whiskey and ash til I slap bitches {*smack*} Ask Bizzy, he's been here the past six years Mash with me you'll get in imagine this * Repeat (X2) I fucked my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother's throat {*AHHHHHHHH!*} Guess who Slim Shady just signed to Interscope? My little sister's birthday, she'll remember me For a gift I had ten of my boys take her virginity {*Mmm mm mmm!*} And bitches know me as a horny ass freak Their mother wasn't raped, I ate her pussy while she was 'sleep Pissy-drunk, throwin up in the urinal (YOU FUCKIN HOMO!) That's what I said at my dad's funeral * Repeat (x2) That's why the city is filled with a bunch of fuckin idiots still (still) That's why the first motherfucker poppin some shit he gets killed (killed) That's why we don't call it Detroit, we call it Amityville ('Ville) You can get capped after just havin a cavity filled (filled) Ahahahaha, that's why we're crowned the murder capital still (still) This ain't Detroit, this is motherfuckin Hamburger Hill! (Hill!) We don't do drivebys, we park in front of houses and shoot and when the police come we fuckin shoot it out with them too! That's the mentality here (here) that's the reality here (here) Did I just hear somebody say they wanna challenge me here?? (huh?) While I'm holdin a pistol with this many calibres here?? (here??) Got some registration and just made this shit valid this year? (year?) Cause once I snap I can't be held accountable for my acts and that's when accidents happen, when a thousand bullets come at your house and collapse the foundation around and they found you and your family in it (AHHHHH!) GOT DAMNIT HE MEANT IT WHEN HE TELLS YOU * Repeat (x2) Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Dum.. |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
[Dre] Yeah, what up 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 boggie baby Uhh, to the boggie-woogie-woogie Yeah, y'all know! What's crackin' Dre? [Dr. Dre] Just le me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit on Slim's shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Throw on 'Guilty Concience' at concerts and watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers know each other unconcious (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 Chrenshaw from Long Beach to South Central Whoa, not these niggaz again These growan-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again You and what army could harm me? D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach 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 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'll 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 newphew Eminem (What's up Slim?) What up cuz? (What up Snoop?) The Great White American Hope, done hooked up with the King of the motherfuckin' West Coast, bay-bayy! Chorus: Nate Dogg (+Snoop) [Nate] 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 10 o' clock news coverage Gotta love it, cuz I expose the facade Your little lungs is too small to hotbok with God All jokes aside, some 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! Give me 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 filppin' 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 cuz 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? 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 cuz they know (cuz 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!! |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
[Eminem]
A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questions A lot of people think that.. what I say on records or what I talk about on a record, that I actually do in real life or that I believe in it Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that.. I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in it Well, shit.. if you believe that then I'll kill you You know why? Cuz I'm a CRIMINAL CRIMINAL You god damn right I'm a CRIMINAL Yeah, I'm a CRIMINAL [Eminem] My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge That'll stab you in the head whether you're a fag or lez Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's "yes" Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!) That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of em They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em Hey, it's me, Versace Whoops, somebody shot me! And I was just checkin the mail Get it? Checkin the 'male'? How many records you expectin to sell after your second LP sends you directly to jail? C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men Right, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!) Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus Heal this child, help us destroy these demons Oh, and please send me a brand new car And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher You can't reach me, my mom can't neither You can't teach me a goddamn thing cause I watch TV, and Comcast cable and you ain't able to stop these thoughts You can't stop me from toppin these charts And you can't stop me from droppin each March with a brand new cd for these fuckin retards Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me Mr. "Don't Give A Fuck," still won't leave Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X) I'm a CRIMINAL Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime to tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINAL but I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird and keep goin, I don't take shit from no one [Eminem] My mother did drugs - tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speed The baby came out - disfigured, ligaments indeed It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she Don't dare make fun of that baby cause that baby was me I'm a CRIMINAL - an animal caged who turned crazed But how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you weren't raised? So as I got older and I got a lot taller My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger I drink malt liquor to fuck you up quicker than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word ... My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk Off of his own employee Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired and my nose is pointy I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die in plane crashes and laughs As long as it ain't happened to him Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em -inem and Kim combined - *kch* the maniac's in Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldn't make it today He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place (Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place I told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put away I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh? I'm a CRIMINAL [Interlude Skit] Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherfucker get the motherfuckin money and get the fuck up outta there [Em] Aight I'll be right here waitin on you [Em] Aight Yo Em [Em] What?! Don't kill nobody this time [Em] Awwright... god damn, fuck... (whistling) how you doin'? [Teller] HI, how can I help you? [Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl [Teller] Okay [Eminem] Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch and I won't kill you! [Teller] What? Oh my god, don't kill me [Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around... [Teller] Don't kill me, please don't kill me... [Eminem] I said I'm not gonna fuckin kill you Hurry the fuck up! {*BOOM*} Thank you! [Eminem] Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it So I'll be disguised in it And if anybody identifies the guy in it I'll hide for five minutes Come back, shoot the eyewitness Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet {*dog whines*} If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough to say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut {*tape unrolls*} Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass And if it's not a rapper that I make it as I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask (Chorus 2X) |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Yeaaah, hahahaha...whooooo, shit!
(aight) Guess what? I ain't coming in yet... I'll come in a minute Ayo...This is my love song...it goes like this Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark This is how we used to make the party start We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk And by the, sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf And my pre-diction is you're gonna probably fall Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall And everything's spinning You're beginin' to think women are swimming in pink linen again in the sink Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guiness is finished You are now allowed to officially slap bitches You have the right to remain violent and start wilin' Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyin' you Get in your car, start it, and start drivin' Over the island and cause a 42 car pile-up Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot Look at the life on this planet, sir, no sign of it All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin' And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it Let me out of this place I'm outta place I'm in outer space I've just vanished without a trace I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow I'll be back in an hour or so 'Cause every time I go to try to leave Something keeps pullin' on my sleeve I don't wanna, but I gotta stay These drugs really got ahold of me 'Cause every time I try to tell them "no" They won't let me ever let them "go" I'm a sucka all I gotta say These drugs really got ahold of me In third grade, all I used to do Was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cube 17 years later I'm as Rude as Jude Scheming on the first chick with the hugest boobs I've got no game And every face looks the same They've got no name So I don't need game to play I just say whatever I want to whoever I want Whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want However, I do show some respect to few As ecstacy got me standing next to you Getting sentimental as fuck spillin' guts to you We just met But I think I'm in love with you But you're on it too So you tell me you love me too Wake up in the morning like "yo, what the fuck we do?" I gotta go bitch You know I have stuff to do 'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with you But in the long run These drugs are probably going to catch up sooner or later But fuck it, I'm on one So let's enjoy Let the X destroy your spinal cord So it's not a straight line no more 'Til we walk around looking like some wind-up dolls Shit's sticking out of our backs like a dinosaur Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more So bye for now I'm going to try to find some more 'Cause every time I try to tell them "no" They won't let me ever let them "go" I'm a sucka all I gotta say These drugs really got ahold of me That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow When you swallow it all wollow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow you're probably going to want to do it again What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend? Screw it And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning? And what's a little fight? Tomorrow you'll be boys again It's your life Live it however you wanna Marijuana is everywhere Where was you brought up? It don't matter as long as you get where you're going 'Cause none of the shit is going to mean shit where we're going They tell you to stop, but you just sit there ignoring Even though you wake up feeling like shit every morning But you're young You've got a lot of drugs to do Girls to screw Parties to crash Sucks to be you If I could take it all back now, I wouldn't I would have did more shit that people said that I shouldn't But I'm all grown up now and upgraded and graduated Did better drugs and updated But I've still got a lot of growing up to do I've still got a whole lot of throwing up to spew But when it's all said and done I'll be 40 Before I know it with a 40 on the porch telling stories With a bottle of Jack Two grandkids in my lap Babysiting for Haley while Haley's out getting smashed 'Cause every time I try to tell them "no" They won't let me ever let them "go" I'm a sucka all I gotta say These drugs really got ahold of me(x2) (Same as previous, but 2nd time the last line is repeated like this) Drugs really got ahold of me They really got ahold of me 'Cause drugs really got ahold of me They really got ahold of me |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
* That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back)
I'm Back, (I'm Back) That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back, (I'm Back) That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back, (I'm Back) That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back, (I'm Back) 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 aint 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 At thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf I used to, get punched and bullied on my block Til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mail box I used to give a, fuck, now I could give a fuckless What do I think of success? It sucks too much press I'm stressed Too much cess with agress 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 till 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 see this finger, oh it's upside down Here let me turn this motherfucker up right now * Repeat I take each individual degenerates 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 My name is Slim Shady, I been crazy way before radio didn't play me The sensational, "Back is the incredible!" With Ken Kaniff who just finds the men edible It's Ken Kaniff, on the internet Trying to, lure your kids, wit him into bed It's a, sick world we live in these days Slim for pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs! Sheez you guys are so sensitive Slim it's touchy subject try and just don't mention it Mind with no sense in it, tried to get so frenetic Whose eyes get so squinted, I'm blind from smokin 'em Wit my windows tinted, wit nine limos rented, doin lines of coke in 'em Wit a bunch of guys hoppin out all high and indo scented And that's where I get my name from, that's why they call me * Repeat I take seven kids from Columbine Stand 'em all in line Add an AK - 47, a revolver, a nine A mack 11 and an all assault a problem of mine A natural old school a bully shot em all at one time Cuz I'm 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 Cuz all these fans screamin is makin my ears ring So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it linger Longer than the rumor that I was stickin it to Christina Cuz 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 aint mine, what's my name? * Repeat Guess who's back (back) geh- geh- guess who's back Hi mom Guess who's back geh- geh- guess who's back D-12 Guess who's back geh- geh- geh- geh- guess who's back Dr Dre Guess who's back, back, back, back Slim Shady 2001 I'm blew out from this blunt (sighs) Fuck |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Uuuhoh, yeah
Oh, suck it Oh, fuck yu Oh, Shagy Oh, this is why they call you two dope ain't it Oh, fuck yu Oh, take it out, take it out! Oh, now give something to Jay Oh, violent Jay Wait don't bite it Don't be violent with it now just suck it nice and slow, yeah oh oh fuck yu you got oh now give it back to Shagy he was sucking it better Oh, now say my name Eminem, say my name, Eminem WHAT! Ohh fuck you guys Gi-give me my dick back Fuck you guys If you want Eminem you can Have Eminem Fuck you guys (Ken) I'm on leaving (no) (Kenn wait, oh damn) (Nice going Shagy) |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
When I 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 it cause that's just the way she was They said I can't rap about bein broke no more They say I can't rap about coke no more (AHHH!) Slut, you think I won't choke no whore til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?! (AHHH!) These motherfuckers are thinkin I'm playin Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause 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 raping his own mother, abusing a whore, snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" You god damn right BITCH, and now it's too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches vain Vicadin, 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 leave - 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 (why?) Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you.. Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck 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 ask to rap, but I rap on acid Got a new blow-up probe 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 ?? 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 on the 10th (Ahhhhhhhh!) Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times in a 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 "Or I'ma kill you!" * Repeat Eh-heh, know why I say these things? Cause lady's screams keep creepin in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks this 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 cause their ratings stink? FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer from fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her from principal to the study 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 ACHE You faggots keep eggin me on til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop? SHUT UP! Give me your hands and feet I said SHUT UP when I'm talkin to you YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME! * Repeat Hahaha, I'm just playin ladies You know I love you |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
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 (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 *So long, bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you *Repeat 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? *Repeat(x2) 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! *Repeat(x2) |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
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 * 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) 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 had to 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! ** 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) 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 * Repeat |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Em, what's goin' on... It's Paul... ahhm... Dre gave me a copy of the new album... and...I just...sigh... Fuck it. |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
This is ANOTHER public service announcement brought
to you in part by Slim Shady. (tell em i don't give a fuck) Slim Shady does not give a FUCK...what you think! (tell em to suck it) If you don't like it, you can suck his fucking cock! (tell em they kissed my ass) Little did you know, upon purchasing this album, you have just kissed his ass! (tell em i'm fed up) Slim Shady is fed up with your shit...and he's going to kill you! (yeah) uh...anything else? Yeah...SUE ME |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
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 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*} 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!!!! |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
*My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad *Repeat Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan *Repeat Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, four hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man you're like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to Remember when we met in Denver you said if I'd write you you would write back see I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan P.S. We should be together soon *Repeat Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too late I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out? *Repeat Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that and here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin dogg, c'mon - how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his name was.. it was you Damn! |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Eminem: Heyyy!
Steve: Hey, Em, what's up? Eminem: Steve Berman. What's goin' on, man, how you doin? Good to see you again. What's up? Steve: Em, could you come here and have a seat, please? Eminem: Umm, yeah, what's... Steve: Vannessa, shut the door. Secretary: Okay. Eminem: So what's up? How's orders looking for the first week? Steve: It would be better if you gave me nothing at all. Eminem: Wh- Steve: This album is less than nothing. I can't sell this fucking record. Eminem: Wha- Steve: Do you know what's happening to me out there? Eminem: Wh-wha-what's the problem? Steve: Violent Ground told me to go fuck myself! Eminem: Who's Violent...? Steve: Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass! Do you know what it feels like to be told to have a record shoved up your ass? Eminem: But, I- Steve: I'm gonna lose my fuckin' job over this. You know why Dre's record was so successful? He's rappin' about big-screen tv's, blunts, 40's and bitches. You're rappin' about homosexuals and Vicadin. Eminem: I mean- Steve: I can't sell this shit! Eminem: What- Steve: Either change the record or it's not coming out! Eminem: What, I- Steve: Now get the fuck out of my office! Eminem: What am I supposed- Steve: NOW! Eminem: Alright man, whatever. |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman)
And everyone should get along.. 그리고 모두 친하게 지내야한다... Okay children quiet down, quiet down 자 얘들아, 조용히 해 Children I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day 오늘 새 일일교사를 소개하마 His name is Mr. Shady 이름은 셰디 선생님이란다. Children quiet down please 얘들아 조용히 좀 하렴 Brian don't throw that (SHUT UP!) 브라이언, 던지지 마렴 (닥쳐!) Mr. Shady will be your new substitute 셰디 선생님이 새 선생님이시다. while Mr. Kaniff is out with pneumonia (HE'S GOT AIDS!) 캐니프 선생님이 폐렴으로 안오시는 동안말이다 (그는 에이즈야!) Good luck Mr. Shady 잘해보세요 셰디 선생님 *캐나다에서 만든 South Park라는 만화를 인용한 부분입니다. [Eminem] Hi there little boys and girls (FUCK YOU!) 꼬마 신사 숙녀 여러분 안녕하세요 (좃까!) Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels 오늘 우린 어떻게 다람쥐를 중독시키는 지 배울 거예요 But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) 그러기 전에 제 친구 밥을 만나보도록 하죠 Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom 안녕 밥! 이라고 말하세요. 밥은 30살인데 아직도 엄마랑 살죠 and he don't got a job, cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot 밥은 집에서 마약이나 펴서 직업이 없어요 but his twelve-year old brother looks up to him an awful lot 그렇지만 20살난 동생이 그를 끔찍히 돌봐준답니다. And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot 그리고 밥은 와플 가게에서 시간을 보내는 걸 좋아합니다. and wait in?밥인줄 알았고 그만하라고 했죠 But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker 그러나 밥은 제정신이 아니니 멈추지 않았어요 Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka 슬림 셰디가 보드카에 제정신이 아닌 것보다 더 제정신이 아니에요 You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a "Dr." "의사"를 만나라구 그를 드레한테 데려갈 수도 없어요 He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her 그는 스테이시 부인의 발을 잡고는 잘라버렸어요 and dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her 그리곤 호수에 버려서 경찰이 찾을 수 있게 했죠 But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander 그렇지만 스테이시 부인이 버려진 날로부터 they never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner 그녀를 찾을 수 없었고 밥은 여전히 와플 가게를 돌아다니지요 And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana, 이게 밥에 대한 이야기고 and what it might do to you 여러분한테 일어날 수도 있는 일이에요 So see if the squirrels want any - it's bad for you 그러니 다람쥐가 뭔가 달라고 한다면 - 여러분한테는 안좋아요 [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)] See children, drugs are bahhhd (c'mon) 알겠니 얘들아, 마약은 나쁘단다 and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (ask him man) 날 못믿겠음 아빠한테 물어보렴 and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (that's right) 그를 못믿겠음 엄마한테 물어보렴 She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will) 엄마가 하루종일 마약한 이야기를 할거야 So kids say no to drugs (that's right) 그러니 마약은 하지마렴 So you don't act like everyone else does (uh-huh) 그러니 다른 사람이 하는데로 따라하지 마렴 Then there's really nothin else to say (sing along) 더이상 말이 필요없어 Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? 마약은 나쁘단다, 알겠지? [Eminem] My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it? 내 거시기는 땅콩만하죠, 본 적 있나요? FUCK NO you ain't seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?) 물론 아니죠, 본 적이 없죠, 그건 땅콩만해요 Speakin of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels? 땅콩 얘기를 하다보니 또 어떤게 e will win every time you try to fight it 아무리 당신이 노력해도 친구들의 압력을 이길 순 없죠 Suddenly, he starts to convulse and his pulse goes into hyperdrive 갑자기 그는 경련을 시작하며 맥박이 엄청 빨라졌죠 and his eyes roll back in his skull {*blblblblblb*} 그리고 눈이 뇌 쪽으로 돌아갔어요 His back starts tah - look like the McDonald's Arches 그의 등은 맥도날드 아치처럼 구부러지기 시작했죠 He's on Donald's carpet, layin horizontal barfin {*BLEH*} 도날드의 카펫트에 누워서 토를 해댔죠 And everyone in the apartment starts laughin at him 아파트에 있는 사람들은 그를 보고 웃었어요 "Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!" "야 아담, 잭 하는 짓 좀 봐라!" cause they took it too, so they think it's funny 그들도 엑스타시를 먹어서 웃기다고 생각했죠 So they're laughing at basically nothing except maybe wasting his money 그래서 사람들은 그가 카펫을 청소해야 한다는 생각에 웃기만 했죠 Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over 반면에, 잭은 혼수상태에 빠져 움직임이 멎었어요 and his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicin yoga 등과 어깨는 요가를 연습하는 것처럼 구부러졌죠 And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac 이게 액스타시를 즐기던 잭의 이야기에요 So don't even feed that to squirrels class, cause it's bad for you 그러니 다람쥐한테 그런 거 주지 마세요, 안좋으니까요 [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)] See children, drugs are bahhhd (that's right) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (that's right) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can) She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will) So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack) So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right) And there's really nothin else to say (but umm) Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? [Eminem] And last but not least, one of the most humungous problems among young people today, is fungus 그리고 마지막으로 중요한 것 요새 젊은 사람들 사이에 가장 우스운 문제는 버섯이란다 It grows from cow manure, they pick it out, wipe it off, 버섯은 소똥에서 자라는 데 뽑아서 닦고는 bag it up, and you put it right in your mouth and chew it 칼로 좀 친 뒤 입으로 바로 넣고 씹죠 Yum yum! Then you start to see some dumb stuff 냠냠! 그러면 웃기는 것을 보기 시작하죠 And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em.. 좀 먹으면 모든게 천천히 움직여요 And sometimes you see things that aren't there (Like what?) 그리고 때때로 있지도 않은 것을 보기도 하죠(어떤거요?) Like fat woman in G-strings with orange hair 오렌지 색 머리에 G-strings(스트리퍼가 입는 팬티)를 입은 살찐 여자 (Mr. Shady what's a G-string?) It's yarn Claire (G-string이 뭐죠, 선생님?) 섬유란다, 클레어 Women stick 'em up their behinds, go out and wear 'em (Huh?) 여자들이 엉덩이에 그걸 붙히고 돌아다니지 And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms 그리고 만약 매직 머se it'll be my fault 변장을 하고 숨어야해 왜냐면 그건 전부 내 잘못이 될테니까 So don't do drugs, and do exactly as I don't, 그러니 마약을 하지말고 내가 하지 않는 것만 하도록 하렴 cause I'm bad for you 왜냐면 난 너희한테 해로우니까 [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)] See children, drugs are bahhhd (uh-huh) and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (put that down) and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can ask) She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will) So kids say no to drugs (say no) So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)And there's really nothin else to say (that's right) Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay? [Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman) Come on children, clap along (SHUT UP!) 얘들아, 박수치자(입닥쳐!) Sing along children (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) 같이 노래하자(좃까!) Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!) 마약은 나뻐, 마약은 나뻐(사우스 파크가 나를 고소할거야!) So don't do drugs {*not uncensored*} 그러니 마약은 하지 말자 so there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!) 그러면 더 많은 걸 할 수 있을테니 (야호!) (Mushrooms killed Kenny! *fart* Ewww, ahhh!) (버섯이 케니(*사우스파크에서 매번 죽는 캐릭터)를 죽였어!) (So, fucked up, right now..) |
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[Intro]
May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here [Verse 1] Y'all act like you've never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door And started whooping her ass worse than before They first were divorce, throwin' her over furniture It's the return of the... "Oh, wait, no way, you're kidding, he just didn't say what I think he did, did he?" And Dr. Dre said... Nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement Feminist women love Eminem Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin' around grabbin' his you know what Flippin' the you know who, yeah, but he's so cute though Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse than what's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose My bum is on your lips, my bum is on yoru lips And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a women's clitoris is Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit 4th grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? We ain't nothin' but mammals Well, some of us cannibals Who cut other people open like cantaloupes But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes [Chorus] I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up [Verse 2] Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me let alone stand me "But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Dust And here 'em argue over who she gave head to first You little bitch, put me on Blast on MTV "Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee" I should download her audio on MP3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups All you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me, who drees like me, walk, talk, and act like me And just might be the next best thing but not quite me! [Chorus] Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up [Verse 3] I'm like a head trip to listen to cuz I'm only givin' you Things you joke about with your friends inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it In front of y'all and I don't gotta be frost or sugar coated at all I just get on a mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it I just shitted better than 90 percent of you rappers out there Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like vailums It's funny cuz at the rate I'm goin' when I'm 30 I'll be the only person in the nursin' home flirtin' Pinchin' nurses asses when I'm jackin' off with Jergens And I'm jerkin' but this whole bag of Viagra isn't workin' And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin' He could be workin' at Burger King spittin' on your onion rings Or in the parkin' lot, circlin', screamin' I don't give a fuck! With his windows down and his system up So, will the real Shady please stand up? And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? [Chorus] I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the realShady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up? Please stand up, please stand up [Outro] Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me * And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, "Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses" And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned * Repeat I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name is.." And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad * Repeat |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me [Chorus: Eminem] And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense it's constant And, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content - - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses' And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school and they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Chorus] [Eminem] I'm so sick and tired of bein admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name is..' And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation to cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. to deal with these cocky caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin the same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom without someone standin by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad [Chorus] |
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Translation
So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick - ha ha! Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like two pennies I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass so the rats can't chew through his last pants I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin him I'm like a fuckin wasp in the hospital lost Stingin the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls I light a candle and place it up on the mantle Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin handle So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds, hurtin [Swifty] Bitch it's too late [Eminem] Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator Degradin, creatin murders to kill haters Accused for every crime known through the equator They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin blood on my 'gators My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an' I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face {*BLAM*} With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit on purpose You never hear me say, "Forgive me" I'm snatchin every penny - it gotta be that way nigga, face it That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it You hidin, I make the president get a facelift Niggaz just afraid, handin me they bracelets Chillin in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight Chorus: Eminem *So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick [Bizarre] I'm a compulsive liar, settin my preacher on fire Slashin your tires, flyin down Fenkel and Meyers Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin my dick off in a bed of barbed wire (Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn't you read the flyer? Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor (Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired Fuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire iron I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record skip.. Lettin the record skip.. Lettin the record skip.. (Damn!) I'm fuckin anything when I'm snortin It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an abortion {*dog whines*} Some bitch asked for my autograph I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and laughed I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom [Proof] Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack Weed laced with somethin {*gun cocks*} nigga pass that In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats Be your mom on publishin, get your ASCAP-ped The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack Run your motherfuckin pockets, ASAP I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's Born loser, half theif and half black Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at Bitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked and found chopped up in a trash bag [Kuniva] We stranglin rappers until the point they can't yell cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter than bake sales Reckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace Gruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlums I grapple your adam's apple until it crackle Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you Get executed, cuz I'm a "Luni" I got a "Yukmouth" and it's polluted I cock it back then shoot it I love snatchin up players thugs and young ballers Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers Brigade barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo A big Chinese nigga, screamin "Kuniva yo yo.." I leave ya face leakin, run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin Take a swing at the deacon [Kon Artis] I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight I was straight 'til I got caught sellin em shake I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent with the superintendent's daughter, my brain's out of order I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von who got fired from UPS for tryin to send you a bomb (Special delivery!) I signed to a local label for fun Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the advancement and run Driveby you in the rain while you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin they funds Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin some one's 'til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough * Repeat [Eminem] Haha.. suck my motherfuckin dick D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin Dozen Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin husbands Bizarre kid Swifty McVeigh The Kon Artis The Kuniva Dirty Harry Haha, and Slim Shady.. |
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from Eminem - The Marshall Mathers Lp (2000)
I never knew I..
I never knew I.. Mic check one-two I never knew I.. Who woulda knew? I never knew I.. Who'da known? I never knew I.. Fuck would've thought I never knew I.. Motherfucker comes out I never knew I.. and sells a couple of million records I never knew I.. And these motherfuckers hit the ceiling I never knew I.. I don't do black music, I don't do white music I make fight music, for high school kids I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires screech*} I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!) Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight jump out put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now? Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how? Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around? Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle around and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out (Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked? {*ewwww*} Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement (The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents * Repeat Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch So who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?) I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie where he's shootin all sorts of these motherfuckers with a uzi I sees three little kids, up in the front row, screamin "Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same moms and dads who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?" And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old daughter to wear? (Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words when his bus driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse ("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!") And fuck was the first word I ever learned up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!) So read up, about how I used to get beat up peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3 months My life's like kinda what my wife's like (what?) Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every night, Ike So how much easier would life be if 19 million motherfuckers grew to be just like me? * Repeat I never knew I.. knew I'd.. have a new house or a new car A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I? Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?) Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!) How many retards'll listen to me and run up in the school shootin when they're pissed at a teach-er, her, him, is it you is it them? "Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!" Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen? Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop I just said it - I ain't know if you'd do it or not * Repeat How the fuck was I supposed to know? |
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Trackback from :: Der Steppenwolf :: 2010-07-11 19:51:49
Subject : Eminem, Deez, and The-Dream
