tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51292876721957201562024-03-04T20:58:59.689-08:00Eminem Lyricsandrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.comBlogger369125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-68992249675471126832024-02-05T04:19:00.000-08:002024-02-05T04:19:03.400-08:00Realest lyrics - Ez Mil & Eminem<div>If I was in the Philippines, he'll be like my muhfuckin' Malcolm X to my Martin Luther King</div><div>Because he ain't a fightin' to go unnoticed</div><div>There's no way I was gonna cross 'em off like he's just some any rapper, like a one-hit wonder (Yeah)</div><div><br /></div><div>[Ez Mil:]</div><div>I'm on whatever you on, I ain't gon' talk on the phone (Haha)</div><div>Keep that same energy fuckin' with enemies</div><div>It's gettin' temptin' to run in your home (Who did that?)</div><div>Huh, buddy, I do it alone, Cudi said word to my homes</div><div>Don't just go hit 'em 'cause I gotta drive</div><div>You focus on aimin' that blick at his dome, no cap</div><div>You motherfuckers be lucky as fuck that ain't nobody envious of you enough</div><div>Take it from me like a brother who dug off the mud on his head but done ended up cuffed</div><div>Then he just gets back, backed out again into a world where you double what he did</div><div>'Cause you learn, you give it up, or get fucked in turn, homie</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings</div><div>Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition</div><div>'Cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings</div><div>Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition</div><div><br /></div><div>I done got hit on the head, barely survived that shit (Okay)</div><div>Minus a nine from ten, Eminem's spot still sits</div><div>But fuck a position, I'm tunin' him in</div><div>Let all you rock out with it, I ain't ever gonna be an opt-out mission</div><div>Get the Glock out with it, get to poppin', dip out and smoke</div><div>With the homies we mobbin', while I'm cleanin' the stash of my calibers</div><div>Some of them might got ya' name on 'em</div><div>Wanna brag about shit that could happen</div><div>I am the reason that they got a chain on 'em</div><div>When I rap, they consider me a Gatling</div><div>Fillin' up mags, I'm finna go clapping</div><div>Get in that bag with a gold B rabbit, I know they hate this flow</div><div>I'm in the mode to get to killin' again with the best stick in your dome</div><div>You're never gettin' a penny or less, stealin' the flows</div><div>And I'ma spread it again as a test, sick of these hoes</div><div>They get to bitchin', the bigger the breasts, nevertheless</div><div>I'ma get it, enter with that trigger, never better</div><div>Instead of settin' the bet up, I let up with the Beretta</div><div>Make it, "Duka-duka-doo," on you bitches in front of PETA</div><div>'Cause I'm kinda gettin' fed up of leavin' y'all wet up like</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings</div><div>Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition</div><div>'Cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings</div><div>Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition</div><div><br /></div><div>[Eminem:]</div><div>Guess I've really no right to complain much (Nah)</div><div>Hip-hop has been good to me, huh? (Well)</div><div>But when they say that I'm only top five</div><div>'Cause I'm white, why would I be stunned? (Huh)</div><div>My skin color still workin' against me (What?)</div><div>'Cause second I should be to none (Ha)</div><div>Being white ain't why they put me at five (Nope)</div><div>It's why they can't put me at one (Woo)</div><div>They come in with more venom</div><div>So the haters, I'm aimin' it toward them (Brr)</div><div>And all the envious rappers, I torch if I'm on a joint with 'em (Yeah)</div><div>And that is the only retort, is I'm not played in the clubs (What?)</div><div>Motherfucker, put a cork in it</div><div>Only reason they still play your shit in the club (Why?)</div><div>Is 'cause you still perform in 'em (Ha-ha)</div><div>I am the guest in this house but I turn this bitch to a mansion (What? Yeah)</div><div>That's an expansion, made it gargantuan (Huh, what?)</div><div>England, Germany, France and Japan's in this bitch (Huh, yeah)</div><div>Even Dubai, because my music, they do buy (What?)</div><div>You died tryin' the scientist</div><div>Two psychiatrists could not unscrew my head off</div><div>The blue-eyed devil, I never quit, do I? (Nah)</div><div>Nah, 'cause you know you'd get washed like a bar of soap (Yeah)</div><div>You pussy, you wouldn't give a cigar to smoke (Ha-ha)</div><div>And I know that it eats at your heart like an artichoke (Yeah)</div><div>Because you know that's how likely you are to choke (Yeah)</div><div>Your heart is broke as I rip you apart</div><div>I go bananas, proceed to spit every bar, bro (Damn)</div><div>I was speaking before my mother's water broke</div><div>It's not even close, you bitch, I'm by far the G.O.A.T</div><div>Gen Z is actin' like rap experts, zip up your gaps and close your mouths (Yeah)</div><div>Bitch, you ain't been on this planet long enough to tell me how rap's supposed to sound (Nah)</div><div>Y'all need to stick to what you do best (What?), shootin' schools up, gat', go load up rounds</div><div>In your parents' gats and go to class and let off with the strap and go to town (Uh-huh)</div><div>Shout to the Furious Five and Grandmaster Flash, but, boy (Whaddup, though?)</div><div>This someone who really is furious, stay out his path, his wrath, avoid</div><div>And I'll be the last to toy with, this juice-head, his brain is like half destroyed</div><div>Like a meteor hit it</div><div>Well, there went Melle Mel, we lost his ass to 'roids (Damn)</div><div>And God was like, "I got 'em, but I'm gonna start 'em at the bottom of the barrel</div><div>Brought him in the world where the mother was on valium him and his father was a coward</div><div>Taught him as a child when the fuckin' body was around</div><div>Had to get himself up and out of poverty, and now</div><div>Not even a growl in his stomach, gotta be a hound"</div><div>'Til they put your body in the ground, prolly gonna sound like a cliche</div><div>But when haters try to beat you down, say "Fuck 'em"</div><div><br /></div><div>[Ez Mil:]</div><div>'Cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings</div><div>Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition</div><div>'Cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings</div><div>Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition</div><div><br /></div><div>[Eminem:]</div><div>I'm just playin' Gen Z</div><div>You know I love you</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-12195132501665913422024-02-05T04:18:00.001-08:002024-02-05T04:18:35.455-08:00Second Chance lyrics - Eminem (feat. Ludacris & Lil Wayne)<div>Yeah</div><div>It's my life</div><div>My own words I guess</div><div>Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for?</div><div>Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?</div><div>When they know they're your heart</div><div>And you know you were their armour</div><div>And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her</div><div>But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you?</div><div>And everything you stand for, turns on you to spite you?</div><div>What happens when you become the main source of her pain?</div><div>"Daddy look what I made", Dad's gotta go catch a plane</div><div>"Daddy where's Mommy? I can't find Mommy where is she?"</div><div>I don't know go play Hailie, baby, your Daddy's busy</div><div>Daddy's writing a song, this song ain't gonna write itself</div><div>I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself</div><div>Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her</div><div>And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image of her</div><div>That's Slim Shady, yeah baby, Slim Shady's crazy</div><div>Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby</div><div><br /></div><div>You look like you're in another world</div><div>But I can read your mind</div><div>How can you be so far away</div><div>Lying by my side</div><div><br /></div><div>You look like you're in another world</div><div>But I can read your mind</div><div>How can you be so far away</div><div>Lying by my side</div><div><br /></div><div>Things ain't always what they seem or cracked up to be</div><div>Like all these fakin' ass rappers in this industry</div><div>Talkin' bout what they got, and they ain't got a damn thang</div><div>How you own three cars, but you don't own ya own name?</div><div>Get ya business right boys, the first class is in session</div><div>Get a entertainment lawyer in the music profession</div><div>Start up ya own company, trademark the name</div><div>That's gon' run ya bout a grand so start savin' ya change</div><div>Open a bank account quick, and then follow these steps</div><div>Sign yourself to yourself and start signin' ya own checks</div><div>Hit the booth and start recording at the speed of need</div><div>Whatever gets ya juices flowin' could be speed or weed</div><div>Get it mixed and mastered, pressed up and plastered</div><div>Sell it to ya whole hood out the trunk, ya bastard</div><div>Show all the non-believers what you destined to be</div><div>And in just a couple years you could be rich like me</div><div>But I can't hold my tongue</div><div><br /></div><div>You look like you're in another world</div><div>But I can read your mind</div><div>How can you be so far away</div><div>Lying by my side</div><div><br /></div><div>You look like you're in another world</div><div>But I can read your mind</div><div>How can you be so far away</div><div>Lying by my side</div><div><br /></div><div>Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking</div><div>I run it myself like a quarterback option</div><div>I pitch a 10 g's tell a bitch to go shopping</div><div>She buy herself some clothes, and she bought me back a chopper</div><div>See niggas tryna kick it, but no I don't play sucker</div><div>I'm all about my cake I'm tryna marry Betty Crocker</div><div>A package on the way you know my whip game proper</div><div>And enough for one key I see seventy thousand dollers</div><div>Now I was shooting dice, smoking on a joint</div><div>I bet with Yo Gotti, he hit five straight points</div><div>We ova here hustling, we ova here grinding</div><div>You rap about money and nigga might sign ya</div><div>You rap about me and a nigga might find ya</div><div>Banana in ya ass with ya head right behind ya</div><div>Dope game bitch let his mamma worry bout him</div><div>You can holla at me for a fee</div><div><br /></div><div>You look like you're in another world</div><div>But I can read your mind</div><div>How can you be so far away</div><div>Lying by my side</div><div><br /></div><div>You look like you're in another world</div><div>But I can read your mind</div><div>How can you be so far away</div><div>Lying by my side</div><div><br /></div><div>You look like you're in another world</div><div>But I can read your mind</div><div>How can you be so far away</div><div>Lying by my side</div><div><br /></div><div>You look like you're in another world</div><div>But I can read your mind</div><div>How can you be so far away</div><div>Lying by my side</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-1776798430109629732024-02-05T04:18:00.000-08:002024-02-05T04:18:07.100-08:00SHADY CXVPHER lyrics - Eminem (with Slaughterhouse & Yelawolf)<div>KXNG Crooked, Eastside, Long Beach, California</div><div>My name is KXNG CROOKED, I snap on you rappers often</div><div>When I'm spazzin' I'm just gettin' my passionate point across</div><div>Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he's talkin'</div><div>Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention</div><div>Don't come around here flossin', Big Willies, we'll Willie Lynch 'em</div><div>Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground</div><div>Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound like</div><div>B-b-b-b-b a couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam</div><div>Like god damn</div><div>Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything in the vicinity</div><div>The proximity, the Glocksimity, we on Yosemite Sam</div><div>Bam, bam your body drop, Van Damme, karate chop</div><div>The Beretta's a better competitor</div><div>Pop pop turn your sweater to a crop top</div><div>Killin' you and whoever in that drop top</div><div>Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop</div><div>Just shoot, shoot like doot doot</div><div>And beaucoup, beaucoup, I'm cuckoo</div><div>I'm a star goin' to war with you clones like Count Dooku</div><div>I'm worlds apart from you rappers</div><div>Like I walk in the booth rockin' a biosuit made of plastic</div><div>And NASA's galactic elastic travelin' through space, interstellar rapping</div><div>Broadcastin' from uninhibited planets</div><div>When I come back, that's it</div><div>You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I</div><div>When I land, you wack niggas die</div><div>And your casket is your last hit</div><div>You wack bitch, fuckin' bastard</div><div>Back to the hand clappin'</div><div>You die quicker than Darren Wilson walkin' through Ferguson</div><div>Dressed like the grand dragon of the Klan</div><div>Passin' niggas with pants saggin'</div><div>With their hand on a black Magnum</div><div>To clap him backwards</div><div>So their last words is "kcuf meht nmad saggin"</div><div>That's backwards for "fuck them damn niggas"</div><div>Buck them damn triggers</div><div>You charge us, bodies fill up them damn Rivers</div><div>Cause everybody wanna be the best rapper alive</div><div>But I only like dead rappers</div><div>Compare me to the best rappers who died</div><div>And you rappers I used to look up to</div><div>I gotta cancel you now</div><div>Like Simon Cowell, I can't let you ex factors survive</div><div>Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'</div><div>My mic can only be likened to Poseidon's trident and Zeus' lightenin' strike</div><div>And my metaphors are what Thor was to the Norse viking</div><div>I'm a born titan and at-point kill 'em like swordfightin'</div><div>I'm slicin' organs with songwritin', I dwarf giants</div><div>I hope I'm rubbin' you pussies wrong sort of like poor dykin'</div><div>I smoke philosophy, I snort science</div><div>That means I'm higher than higher learnin', look in my eyes</div><div>That's where the fire's burnin'</div><div>Try to deny a music messiah's returnin'</div><div>You die and you fry in my iron furnace</div><div>I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis</div><div>Cause I am murderous</div><div><br /></div><div>Joe Budden, Jersey City, New Jersey</div><div>Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends</div><div>Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs</div><div>Or I could spit about my car and how it sit on the rims</div><div>Or I could tell you why I'm hot and disappear like MIMS</div><div>But the bars there, put that on God, ask an atheist</div><div>And if I ain't the bomb at least I'm in the blast radius</div><div>I'm beating these kids' indictment, shit, I like the terror</div><div>APB on my actions, I'm in the viking era</div><div>Moment of truth, I give you facts right now</div><div>Fuck this cypher, my mind ain't on rap right now</div><div>So it's fuck metaphors and punches, all the witty shit</div><div>Got a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip</div><div>Face says I been stressed</div><div>I got an aunt getting her ass kicked by MS</div><div>Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for the promo</div><div>Shit that bothered from the start</div><div>Cause the cancer left his lungs and it's on my grandfather's heart</div><div>Yeah, just not the side that the beat is on</div><div>I'm supposed to put that to the side when the beat is on</div><div>I'm planning the funeral, I'm getting the hearse ready</div><div>These niggas only wanna ask me if the verse is ready</div><div>Not a how do I feel, not a how do I deal</div><div>If that's life then, nigga, how is it real?</div><div>These last couple of days I've been speaking to my peers</div><div>Giving them cries for help, I guess they need to see the tears</div><div>But wait, wildest part of all of that is</div><div>They'll shoot a suicidal rapper right here on the bridge</div><div>But fuck it, gotta pardon 'em, shout out to my squad and 'em</div><div>House Gang, Shady, I'm gone, nigga, my job is done</div><div><br /></div><div>Yelawolf, Gadsden, Alabama</div><div>My name is Wayne, I'm from Alabama</div><div>Here's the back story</div><div>I just fell off the turnip truck with Ernest Tubb</div><div>I'm 33, I've got 3 kids and I just popped 3 pills</div><div>I don't know which one's which or what it's for</div><div>Safety ain't really a habit I've formed</div><div>I still smoke to the cigarette butt</div><div>I still drink till I end up being that klutz</div><div>Clumsy, self-destructive dummy</div><div>Stumbling over my words, mumbling</div><div>I'll probably do it tonight</div><div>Leave the bar, leave the car</div><div>And pass out like a fetus in a jar with my feet up to the stars</div><div>And dream about that light that leads up to the lord</div><div>I have nightmares about my momma getting beat up in the yard</div><div>Wake up feeling like half a human</div><div>Hit the studio and unleash this guilt and regret</div><div>For my lack of union between rap, you and the rock and roll community</div><div>But unity between country music and MCs, I'm claiming immunity</div><div>Still I'm working, sawing, milling this tree</div><div>Building this house exactly the way Charlemagne the god and Lord Jamar thought it would be</div><div>Wait a minute... the lord and the god hate me</div><div>Jesus Christ, I am the white devil!</div><div>Nah</div><div>I'm still working, sawing, milling this tree</div><div>Building this house exactly the way I thought it should be</div><div>Wanna take a tour? Let's see</div><div>I've got floor-to-ceiling windows and a cabin-style mansion</div><div>Bucks, bears, trucks, boats, tires, spares, four-wheelers</div><div>Three-wheelers, two-wheelers, a drug dealer on call</div><div>Plaques on the wall, racks on the wall for my guns on the wall</div><div>Lift kits, low riders, chop shops, hi tops, low tops, cowboy boots</div><div>Dixie flags, American flags, Slumerican tags on my Slumerican ass</div><div>CEO</div><div>I've got my name on the bathrobe, and the flame on the back porch is lit</div><div>Guess who's coming to dinner?</div><div>André 3000 and Hank the Third, go figure</div><div>I've got two stand-up jetskis, a top pedigree horse, just to pet and feed of course</div><div>Who rides a horse in Nashville? I might</div><div>I've got bicycles for the kids, tricycles for the babies</div><div>M-80s, bottle rockets, bottles in my pocket</div><div>Moonshine, gold watches, gold rings</div><div>All fake, no bling, don't hate, that's my thing</div><div>I've got new clothes, old clothes, vintage, tremendous, endless style</div><div>Goodwill loves me Mackle-more than you</div><div>I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat</div><div>All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre</div><div>Thank you very much, Jimmy Iovine for the check</div><div>I've got a black woman fine as she can be</div><div>FeFe with a ring on her finger that could give sight to the blind</div><div>A 5, a 10, a couple hundreds layin' on the counter</div><div>I don't know where that came from</div><div>I got artwork from hard work, yardworkers for yard work</div><div>Don't look under the tarp, sir</div><div>I'm growin' weed for my mama there</div><div>I've got a paved driveway and photos in the hallway of me on my Harley</div><div>And I did it my way</div><div>See, hip hop is what you make of it</div><div>And I'm makin' a lot of it</div><div>See that's a quadruple entendre, Jay Z eat your heart out</div><div><br /></div><div>Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York</div><div>But these cyphers, I treat 'em like they're a war, don't want no mediators</div><div>Nah, this that grow up in the P's behavior, next door to the greasy neighbors</div><div>People thank you, I do this for all the mean creators</div><div>I was someone who never needed favors to get where I'm at</div><div>Now they deem me a savior</div><div>But to be honest I ain't feelin' like that, man I just really like rap</div><div>Y'all lucky, trust me</div><div>I'm opposite the hands of Sandusky</div><div>With the shit that my pen state, these rappers can't touch me</div><div>Ugly? Shit, you serious? I'm hideous</div><div>I was better than all you silly kids while trying to figure out just who I really is</div><div>As a younger dude, life was somethin' rude</div><div>I barely made it to the first like a Cutler move</div><div>No rubber groove on my shoes led to fights, so suspensions</div><div>I had 3 in one week, yeah that was public school</div><div>Did I say 3 in 1? That's funny cause there's 4 of us in the Slaughter</div><div>That's a 3 and 1, I learned that in public school too</div><div>Like what's in between a 3 and 1 and House Gang, I spoke to all 3 on 1 call</div><div>Like I dropped 2 albums and #3 is 1 second from bein' done</div><div>Just need y'all 3 to send me 1 verse apiece</div><div>For this Heatmakerz beat and Brother's Keeper 1</div><div>Simple mathematics, I'm addin' up to all these rap addicts</div><div>I don't like to divide dough so I multiply flow</div><div>And subtract maggots</div><div>Like a brand new Craftmatic, boy I'm back at it</div><div>Smokin' these new boys like my last habit</div><div>Dabnabbit I tried to quit but everything I kick's like the last dragon</div><div>Hoes suckin' my drummer dick, they on my bandwagon</div><div>I just gotta laugh cause y'all pushin' a lot of swag</div><div>I'm pushin' this big ole Hearse, don't get body bagged</div><div><br /></div><div>Royce Da 5'9", Detroit, gah</div><div>These new rappers be askin' me</div><div>Why I don't be hangin' out where they be hangin' out</div><div>I tell 'em, I say "Lil nigga listen here"</div><div>If I don't got no business there, I don't got no business there</div><div>See there's a difference here</div><div>You hustlin' so you can be seen</div><div>Nigga I'm grindin' so I can disappear</div><div>I don't do it like other rappers do</div><div>When it's on time, it's skull and bone signs at the stu</div><div>We got guns you only find on your cheat code screen</div><div>If you think I remind you of any of these niggas you wildin' out</div><div>Like Chico Bean</div><div>When there's drama I don't ask no questions, I just clap in that direction</div><div>I look at this gat like it's an actual accessory</div><div>I'm anti-social so relax when you step to me</div><div>Nigga I shoot the breeze with actual weaponry</div><div>Your lil' stare downs won't fare well</div><div>I got a pale conscience, I'm the grey area</div><div>The last person I had a bond with was a bail bondsman</div><div>Now imagine me hangin' with y'all and we rappin' on the same song</div><div>Nigga I'd rather juggle a couple of chainsaws</div><div>Or run through hell with a pair of gasoline Hanes on</div><div>I'm a star but not on some I wanna be a star kinda shit</div><div>The only celebrity who give a fuck less than me is Marshawn Lynch</div><div>Glock in the stash as a backup but the MAC'll burst</div><div>Cripple your style, your first born child'll come out</div><div>With a colostomy bag as the afterbirth</div><div>I don't give a fuck</div><div>Nigga I'll show up to Beyonce's show posin' as Jay Z</div><div>Stagger in your studio session with a bomb strapped to my chest</div><div>Lookin' like Omarion holdin' his baby</div><div>Jump in the 4 door Mercedes with a .44 listenin' to JoJo and K-Ci</div><div>Drinkin' and sniffin' enough blow that it got me thinkin' I can exchange sicknesses</div><div>Maybe, this ebola for rabies</div><div>That's it, just livin' the rapper life</div><div>Banana clip in the air, lookin' like it's 'bout to start singin' it's MAC tonight</div><div>MACs, I use this MAC as a component for thugs rollin' up</div><div>I got this MAC on and you better stay in that corner</div><div>Cause shit can turn into that song except I don't give a fuck what day it is</div><div>I'll have this club goin' up, fuck with me</div><div>Mack magnet, attractin' enormous green</div><div>Slap this clip in this gat then call this arm Christy Mack</div><div>Cause this bitch is that war machine</div><div>Life of a giant, but who needs size when you're wack and your team's soft</div><div>Drag your girl down this hill 'til she admits that it feels like she's jackin' the beanstalk</div><div>We both got marketing plans</div><div>Yours is to sell records and try to net more than you gross before</div><div>Mine is to punch you in your face if you ever disrespect me</div><div>And then go and invest into a grocery store</div><div>Rolled up with the Smith & Wesson and drew on you like let's fight now</div><div>I do numbers, I turn you and your crew into two plumbers</div><div>Translation, get your shit together and pipe down</div><div>Fuck a mic, I don't write, I chew and spit</div><div>I'll shoot you and your sis if you insist</div><div>I got my eyes on the sparrow</div><div>Silencer's so big it look like I got Bobby Shmurda tied to the front of the barrel</div><div>And he doin' this</div><div><br /></div><div>My name is Marshall</div><div>I'm repping that motherfucking Motor City, bitch</div><div>I just turned Slaughterhouse to a quintet</div><div>Began to trend-set, murdered a friend's pet</div><div>Made shit as ill as it can get went in depth</div><div>Like a fucking vignette and two bars skins wet</div><div>I'm already covered in sweat and I wasn't even ready to come in yet</div><div>Ah, let me set this drink down</div><div>Beat up a gal, start beef with her pal</div><div>Probably be wild 'til I'm wrinkled and senile</div><div>And "Rap God" was a freestyle</div><div>Off the top of the dome piece while I was sleep on the couch</div><div>And I'm freestyling now</div><div>I need a towel, sweat leaks from my brow</div><div>It's burning my eyes, my cerebral is foul</div><div>Cause shit I'm thinking about should be illegal</div><div>I need my head banned like the guy who left Cleveland Ohio</div><div>And went to South Beach with his talents</div><div>Scream "fuck you" on the way out and wink with a smile</div><div>This whole game can eat a dick, I'm going back deep underground</div><div>But right now I'm back on that bullshit and you I'm singling out</div><div>Cause you're so fucking outdated you should mingle a while</div><div>What the fuck is this Klusterfuk of busters</div><div>Bunch of Buster Douglas', motherfuckers is one hit wonders</div><div>One swing and you're crowned</div><div>Knocked one out the park, one catchy jingle and now</div><div>You think you fucking with me cause you sold like 300 thou</div><div>Bitch, I can jump without my feet ever leaving the ground</div><div>Reach up, swing from a cloud with 3 thousand people around</div><div>Evil and vile enough to leap in the crowd</div><div>And heave a child in a sink hole on Cinco De Mayo</div><div>When I'm sprinkled in pico de gallo</div><div>Mardi Gras beads in a towel</div><div>I just made that up</div><div>I don't know much Spanish, I'm not bilingual</div><div>But I'll show you a Mexican stand off</div><div>Between just these two amigos</div><div>Cause neither really wants to say what we're thinking out loud</div><div>But I sure as fuck think I know how to read body English, no doubt</div><div>Cause we're trying to kill each other, but lyrically</div><div>The fuck is humility? What is a real emcee?</div><div>Royce, he came up in this shit with me</div><div>Never spit that hustler shit, it wasn't a fit for me</div><div>Let them adjust 'til they just get the gist of me</div><div>Just not giving a fuck and plus with the history</div><div>Of muscular distrophy, it wasn't a mystery</div><div>Why this middle finger was stuck in this upward positioning</div><div>So what in the fuck is a list to me?</div><div>I'm used to not being on it, I expect it out 'em</div><div>Heck wit' em, I get my respect without 'em</div><div>Ain't really been into diamonds since I put my first record out</div><div>But I could put a chain around my second album</div><div>And wear it as a neck medallion</div><div>Became a millionaire, went downhill from there</div><div>Became civil, office swivel chair, sterling silverware</div><div>Screaming life is still unfair 'til I get a real career</div><div>The fuck am I gonna do until then? This job is too fulfilling</div><div>Two ga-jillion pairs of super villain shoes to fill in</div><div>And a mood to kill till I plow my Coupe de Ville</div><div>Into some children at the food pavilion and Build-A-Bear</div><div>Warrior's mind, I'm pro-hydrocodone euphoria</div><div>In the Drug Emporium line, I'm soaring</div><div>I'm pouring Vicodin four at a time ignoring the warning signs on 'em fore I go four wheeler riding</div><div>Gory and violent, horrifying</div><div>You surely won't find no one more abhorring</div><div>Than I am with this retaliatory of rhyming for Gloria Steinem</div><div>But I finger her like a witness, show me a line-up</div><div>I usually am abusive, but excuse me, ma'am</div><div>I guess I must've threw you for a loop like Toucan Sam</div><div>When I said I could use the sample cause you's a tramp</div><div>But look how you react to this trigger like</div><div>When I call you a bigger dyke than the Hoover Dam</div><div>You're playing right into Lex Luthor's hand</div><div>It's such a ruthless plan, might even lose a fan</div><div>But fuck it, Superman wouldn't change in a phone booth for Stan</div><div>I'm a brand new being like Grand Puba's band</div><div>Happy as Anderson Cooper having a tuba crammed</div><div>In his pooper with lubricant...wait, that's too... I can't</div><div>Since honesty is the best policy I'll give you the old college try</div><div>Try to acknowledge my mistakes, probably won't qualify</div><div>As a gentleman and a scholar, but it's time that I swallow pride</div><div>And say that I'm sorry, sorry I can't apologize</div><div>I think of all them times I compromised my bottom lines</div><div>And thought of rhymes that sodomized your daughter's minds</div><div>Then I'm like dollar signs</div><div>But I may fight for gay rights especially if they dyke</div><div>Is more of a knockout than Janay Rice</div><div>Play nice, bitch, I'll punch Lana Del Rey right</div><div>In the face twice like Ray Rice in broad daylight</div><div>In plain sight of the elevator surveillance</div><div>'Til her head is banged on the railing</div><div>Then celebrate with the Ravens</div><div>Never date an assailant who self-medicates with inhalants</div><div>I'd meditate, but I may need a better way to escape</div><div>The aggression, rage and the anger</div><div>Cause leg restraints on the ankles</div><div>Heavy weights and an anchor with handcuffs in chains</div><div>Just ain't enough to contain it</div><div>But I'd still get the same respect as Jay if I came on</div><div>Stage in a fucking negligée everyday and Liz Claiborne</div><div>Devastated from breakup with Kate Hudson</div><div>Wait slut, your friends, what are they gonna say</div><div>Cause makeup ain't gonna cover</div><div>That eye that's seven-eighths of the way shut</div><div>Pepper-sprayed with your face cut</div><div>Made my bank like a lay up</div><div>Off these effing skanks on the way up</div><div>Oh, bitch thinks she's heaven-sent</div><div>It's evident that she ain't never been with seven inches</div><div>Yes, I said seven, I measured it</div><div>Seven inches from the floor</div><div>While I'm standing on the fourth floor balcony</div><div>At the Sheraton while I'm stretching it</div><div>Bitch, I'm a pimp so a limp dick is all you'll ever get</div><div>So if she's hesitant to get the hint</div><div>I'll bet you that I get the message sent who she's messing with</div><div>Hella quick when I tell a chick not to ever use sex as a weapon</div><div>When I step in and beat the wretched wench with a crescent wrench</div><div>Existential detriment to a lesbian devil</div><div>And the unpleasant stench of an estrogen level</div><div>A separatist like a Chechnian rebel</div><div>Impressionist with a pencil</div><div>A pessimist, with his lips pressed against</div><div>The edge of this Red Bull</div><div>Pedal to the metal I'm rippin' this shit cause right away I'll give it to a bitch like a pedestrian, deadly as ever</div><div>You see what kind of effects she has on the opposite sex when I push her flexible little sexy ass through a plate of plexiglass</div><div>SHADYXV as perplexing as</div><div>The last fifteen years and I'm predicting my next relapse</div><div>When I spit these lyrics so don't look at me weird</div><div>When I start shifting gears and shit re-smears all over Britney Spears</div><div>And these little Disney queers</div><div>Who use chicks for beards?</div><div>Just made that up too</div><div>Oh and the Shady 2.0</div><div>We wrote it in roman numerals like they do for the Super Bowls</div><div>Cause it's supposed to confuse you hoes</div><div>The flows lose you as usual, so juvenile</div><div>2 year old when I go to the studio</div><div>It's only music but don't be foolish though</div><div>You don't know me through it ho but you can blow me to it though</div><div>In my homie's Buick</div><div>Been known to lose it though so if I overdo it you drove me to it</div><div>When I step in the vocal booth like I'm supposed to do</div><div>And I murder you on a fuckin' track like Tony Stewart</div><div>In one take, if I fuck up and I don't redo it</div><div>You couldn't sound grown on a beat if you were moaning to it</div><div>The day I don't say fuck you (w)all, you can throw me through it</div><div>Rootinest-tootinest, shootin' this from the hip</div><div>With the sentiments, Eminem isn't penning them for the women</div><div>I'm an enemy to them and the epitome of an inconsiderate idiot</div><div>But they consider me equivalent to chlamydia</div><div>They tryna get rid of me gadzooks</div><div>But I stiggity stand for the figgity flag</div><div>Of the United States and the freedom, I distribute these raps through</div><div>And if I catch you doing anything</div><div>Hindering or prohibiting that after I get me the</div><div>Tattoo of your lips on my ass I'mma be literally</div><div>Pickin' up and deliberately whippin' the Statue of Liberty at you wooooh!</div><div><br /></div><div>Fuck it</div><div><br /></div><div>Got it somewhere in there probably, I don't know</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-52488479741840007082024-02-05T04:17:00.001-08:002024-02-05T04:17:27.021-08:00Superman / Cry Me A River (Remix) lyrics - Eminem<div>[Intro]</div><div>"SLIM!"</div><div>HI MY NAME IS...</div><div>...Bitch you make me hurl.</div><div><br /></div><div>[Verse 1]</div><div>They call me superman, leap tall hoes in a single bound</div><div>I'm single now, got no ring on this finger now</div><div>I'd never let another chick bring me down, in a relationship</div><div>Save it bitch, babysit, you make me sick</div><div>Superman ain't savin' shit, girl you can jump on Shady's dick</div><div>Straight from the hip, cut to the chase, I tell a muthafuckin' slut, to her face</div><div>Play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her face</div><div>I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips, bitch why ask</div><div>Kiss my dick, get my cash, I'd rather have you whip my ass</div><div>Don't put out, I'll put you out, won't get out, I'll push you out</div><div>Puss blew out, poppin' shit, wouldn't piss on fire to put you out</div><div>Am I too nice, buy you ice, bitch if you died, I wouldn't buy you life</div><div>What you tryin' to be my new wife, what you Mariah, fly through twice...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Pre-Chorus]</div><div>But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go</div><div>Saturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo'</div><div>Maybe I'll love you one day, maybe we'll someday grow</div><div>Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho'...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus A]</div><div>Cause I can't be your Superman (Cry me a River)</div><div>Can't be your Superman</div><div>Can't be your Superman (Cry me a River-er)</div><div>Can't be your Superman</div><div>I can't be your Superman</div><div>Can't be your Superman (Cry me a River)</div><div>Can't be your Superman</div><div>Your Superman, your Superman... (Cry me a River-er, yeah, yeah)</div><div><br /></div><div>[Verse 2]</div><div>Don't get me wrong, I love these ho's</div><div>It's no secret, everybody knows</div><div>Yeah we fucked, bitch so what, that's about as far as your buddy goes</div><div>We'll be friends, I'll call you again, I'll chase you around every bar you attend</div><div>Never know what kind of car I'll be in, we'll see how much you'll be partying then</div><div>You don't want that, neither do I, I don't want to flip when I see you with guys</div><div>Too much pride, between you and I</div><div>Not a jealous man, but females lie</div><div>But I guess that's just what sluts do, how could it ever be just us two</div><div>I'd never love you enough to trust you, we just met and I just fucked you...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Pre-Chorus]</div><div>But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go</div><div>Saturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo'</div><div>Maybe I'll love you one day, maybe we'll someday grow</div><div>Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho'...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus B]</div><div>Cause, I know you want me baby, I think I want you too (Cry me a River, Cry me a River-er)</div><div>"I think I love you baby", I think I love you too (Cry me a River)</div><div>I'm here to save you girl, come be in Shady's world (Cry me a River-er)</div><div>I want to grow together, let's let our love unfurl</div><div>You know you want me baby, you know I want you too (Cry me a River)</div><div>They call me superman, I'm here to rescue you (Cry me a River-er)</div><div>I want to save you girl, come be in Shady's world (Cry me a River)</div><div>"Ooooh boy you drive me crazy", bitch you make me hurl... (Cry me a River-er, yeah, yeah)</div><div><br /></div><div>[Verse 3]</div><div>First thing you say, "I'm not fazed, I hang around big stars all day</div><div>I don't see what the big deal is anyways</div><div>You're just plain old Marshall to me"</div><div>Ooh ya' girl run that game</div><div>"Hallie Jade, I love that name, love that tattoo, what's that say?"</div><div>"Rot in pieces, uh, that's great."</div><div>First off you don't know Marshall, at all so don't grow partial</div><div>That's ammo for my arsenal, I'll slap you off that barstool</div><div>There goes another lawsuit, leave handprints all across you</div><div>Good Lordy whoadie, you must be gone off that water bottle</div><div>You want what you can't have, ooh girl that's too damn bad</div><div>Don't touch what you can't grab, end up with two backhands</div><div>Put anthrax on a tampax, and slap you till you can't stand</div><div>Girl you just blew your chance, don't mean to ruin your plans...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Pre-Chorus]</div><div>But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go</div><div>Saturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo'</div><div>Maybe I'll love you one day, maybe we'll someday grow</div><div>Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho'...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus B]</div><div>Cause, I know you want me baby, I think I want you too (Cry me a River, Cry me a River-er)</div><div>"I think I love you baby", I think I love you too (Cry me a River)</div><div>I'm here to save you girl, come be in Shady's world (Cry me a River-er)</div><div>I want to grow together, let's let our love unfurl</div><div>You know you want me baby, you know I want you too(Cry me a River)</div><div>They call me superman, I'm here to rescue you (Cry me a River-er)</div><div>I want to save you girl, come be in Shady's world (Cry me a River)</div><div>"Ooooh boy you drive me crazy", bitch you make me hurl... (Cry me a River-er, yeah, yeah)</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus A]</div><div>Cause I can't be your Superman (Cry me a River)</div><div>Can't be your Superman</div><div>Can't be your Superman (Cry me a River-er)</div><div>Can't be your Superman</div><div>I can't be your Superman</div><div>Can't be your Superman (Cry me a River)</div><div>Can't be your Superman</div><div>Your Superman, your Superman... (Cry me a River-er, yeah, yeah)</div><div><br /></div><div>[Outro]</div><div>Cry me a river, oh (Cry me, cry me)</div><div>Cry me a river, oh (Cry me, cry me)</div><div>Cry me a river, oh (Cry me, cry me)</div><div>Cry me a river, oh (Cry me, cry me)</div><div>Cry me a river, oh (Cry me, cry me)</div><div>Cry me a river, oh (Cry me, cry me)</div><div>Cry me a river, oh (Cry me, cry me)</div><div>Cry me a river (Cry me, cry me)</div><div><br /></div><div>(Cry me, cry me)</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-23369925862177667062024-02-05T04:17:00.000-08:002024-02-05T04:17:00.680-08:00Sway In The Morning (Freestyle) lyrics - Eminem<div>Let's take them back to the future (bars)</div><div>Bars, like Paul Rosenberg</div><div>The small frozen turd (don't censor me man)</div><div>Alright look, I had class, I just got expelled</div><div>I excelled at nothing in school</div><div>So if you're tryna test my patience it just failed</div><div>But King Mathers, I still get hailed</div><div>So call me sire, like I exhaled</div><div>After I had a deep ass breath held</div><div>I guess well, that'll make my size double XL</div><div>So kiss your highness's hinded ass</div><div>While I'm trying to stretch, it's time to exercise</div><div>I'm flexing, isometrics</div><div>Twice the reps 'til I get extra-sized</div><div>And set my bis and pecs and triceps on fire</div><div>Cause I'm coming out guns blazing</div><div>Like flaming pythons, my suggestion is parental discretion</div><div>Be advised, due to this mental aggression</div><div>We advise you to back up, like Byron Leftwich</div><div>I'm infectious, I rhyme like I got a sinus infection</div><div>A virus, I'm congested and I just ingested</div><div>Five Allegras but the side effects from these anti-depressants, they're tryna mess with my mind</div><div>I'm a regular Hyde and Jekyll</div><div>White with freckles but I silence hecklers</div><div>You might wanna head for the fire exits</div><div>I'm coming through like a wrecking ball</div><div>You would swear I think highly of Miley</div><div>And I respect her, the way I backhand her</div><div>Excuse my French, Montana, but I am worried about nutting</div><div>God damn it, I'm a sexist, I drive a Lexus</div><div>Textses out of her mind, and I'm in Texas</div><div>With a chainsaw, wait, what did I forget this</div><div>Time, oh, my machetes getting upset, he said</div><div>He was ready for me to come get him from inside the shed</div><div>It was time, he's restless</div><div>He wants to make blood shed like a storage unit</div><div>But before I do it, let me think this through</div><div>Cause if I behead this bitch then I'd be headless</div><div>Mic check, one, two</div><div>I ain't barely check the mic just yet</div><div>And I just sweared like twice as many times</div><div>In less than ninety seconds</div><div>Than Andrew fucking Dice ever did in his fucking life</div><div>But I guess I'm expected to make these kinds of violent records</div><div>It's why I keep rhyming reckless</div><div>Fuck it, I swear, like a diamond necklace</div><div>Since freestyling over phone tap, my line's connected</div><div>With rhymes that kept in touch with the fans, that's why the more bars, the better my reception</div><div>And I give a fuck about sales, and fuck pop, I don't even like refreshments</div><div>Cindy Crawford tryna fend me off with a bendy straw</div><div>At the waffle house, awful mouth</div><div>But if you don't like what I'm talking about then block me out</div><div>Just then Foxy Brown, walks up and knocks me down</div><div>Kicks me and socks me, ow</div><div>Apparently still mad over what I said last year</div><div>On that Vegas track, I just look stupid and stand there</div><div>And try to act like I can't hear</div><div>What? Sorry dear, but I think Pam Grier just stuck a tampon in my damn ear</div><div>That's when my man Denaun Porter ran behind me to pantomime</div><div>That if you wanna kick his ass, stand in line</div><div>Hands inside my pants as I fantasize taking advantage</div><div>Of Brandy and Janet by grabbing my Spanish Fly</div><div>Like a blind Hispanic guy with his zipper stuck</div><div>Give a fuck, it's all part of my grand design</div><div>To get Amanda Bynes to come and fucking blow me like a dandelion</div><div>Better watch your step, you 'bout to cross an outlandish mine</div><div>I'm what you get if Aaron Hernandez rhymed</div><div>So stand aside unless you plan to find out how handy I am with a branding iron</div><div>Fuck talking clear so you all can hear</div><div>I'd rather rap like a fucking auctioneer</div><div>Fuck around and walk from here to the Southpaw premier</div><div>Get on Paul's back, rapping Paul Revere</div><div>So call me queer, cause I'm always weird</div><div>So praise a Genius, hope this don't get taken out of text</div><div>But Hillary, I promise to wipe my server clean if you face subpoenas</div><div>Got a name that speaks for itself like Anthony Weiner</div><div>Hands in between my pants in a theater, jacking my meat</div><div>A fan of Trina, Angelina, and Christina and Serena and Selena</div><div>Scarlett Johansson, Tiffani Amber Thiessen</div><div>Give me a damn good reason and not wanna slip an Ambien in the Cappuccino</div><div>And try to have a 3-sum with Janet Reno</div><div>I'm fucked worse than Donald Trump</div><div>On Lexapro in Mexico across from a Texaco in McDonald's drunk</div><div>Broke and out of gas, busted water pump</div><div>Getting fondled up by Ronald, feeling him on his rump</div><div>Oh yeah, and me and Alyssa Milano hump</div><div>We do</div><div>Bringing the horror to emcees like the aura of the Run DMC fedora</div><div>Addidas and Diadoras but I need at least three to four of those Rita Oras</div><div>In a four seater Taurus but tell them my face is the best seat in the house</div><div>I'll let them bleed in my mouth while I'm eating them out (that's disgusting, ow Jesus)</div><div>Heat seeking missile, duck, demented, sick, hate and see who gives a fuck</div><div>I invented prick, and that's a true statement, I see the bitch in you Caitlyn</div><div>I keep the pistol tucked like Bruce Jenner's dick</div><div>No disrespect though, not at all, no pun intended, that took a lot of balls (ay God damn)</div><div>Oh and Azealia Banks just wanna tell you thanks</div><div>Now I got trailer skanks sending me ballpark franks in the mail as pranks</div><div>And hot pockets, thanks a lot</div><div>Awful, I made monopoly off misogyny</div><div>Sodomy, how many chocolatey jell-o pops can he possibly lace, walking atrocity</div><div>No wonder you scoff at me, it's still obvious I'm as off-putting as Bill Cosby is</div><div>Treat women like property, possessive like a noun with an apostrophe</div><div>S's, I'd probably stalk broccoli, yes it's</div><div>Socrates with a block of cheese and a dollar stuck in this soda pop machine</div><div>Got emcees dropping to knees, copping a plea bargain</div><div>They keep sobbing, like, “please stop it”</div><div>Aftermath, bitch, still Detoxing</div><div>Looking for us? We over here</div><div>Like we're eavesdropping</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-22113676399872389012024-02-05T04:16:00.001-08:002024-02-05T04:16:37.790-08:00Symphony In H lyics - Eminem<div>Don't ask me what's up with the hoes</div><div>I'm still working the kinks out</div><div>Love stinks, that explains all this anger that's spillin' out</div><div>And I ain't chillin now</div><div>I got an Oscar, I'm still a grouch</div><div>I use it as a doorstop, and the prop</div><div>For the broken leg for the couch</div><div>Yelawolf, Shady, Tony, touch Slaughterhouse</div><div>Yeah the swat team bout to break them flyswatters out</div><div>Go to hell in a drought, break ice waters out</div><div>Nice try, shorty what? We can window shop</div><div>The jewelry store</div><div>But Christ, for that price coulda bought a house</div><div>Besides only thing I ever had iced out was my heart since I started out</div><div>It's F.Y.I if ya ain't knowing</div><div>What go with you? Where? Nah ain't going.</div><div>Oh wait, you want a date oh? Well in that case ho it's June 8 oh</div><div>Kinda like Beethoven composin' a symphony of hate</div><div>So much hate woved into these raps</div><div>Shit I'm beginning to hate clothing</div><div>I hate overalls because they remind me of hoes</div><div>For christ sake they're shaped like a H woah, and</div><div>You know what else starts with H, though?</div><div>Hockey, shit thought I had the place flowing</div><div>I hate to put you on ice but</div><div>You already had 3 periods in 60 minutes, great going</div><div>Plus you remind me of cocaine ho</div><div>You always in the mirror with your face off</div><div>I feel an urge to put you all in a line</div><div>And chop you with a razor blade, yo wait</div><div>I'm an a-hole, devil with a Halo</div><div>Hell yeah I nailed J-Lo, to the railroad</div><div>Say I won't, better hope you can stay afloat</div><div>When I take the wind out your sail boat</div><div>I ain't playing yo! Go for Shady don't kid yourself</div><div>Bitch, you ain't even a baby goat</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-20894219292322030952024-02-05T04:16:00.000-08:002024-02-05T04:16:17.321-08:00That's All She Wrote lyrics - Eminem<div>(Solo Version)</div><div><br /></div><div>Now I don't really care what you call me</div><div>You can even call me cold</div><div>These bitches knew as soon as they saw me</div><div>It's never me to get the privilege to know</div><div>I roll like a desperado</div><div>Now I never know where I'm gonna go</div><div>Still I ball like there's no tomorrow</div><div>Until it's over and it's all she wrote</div><div><br /></div><div>You're staring straight into a barrel of hate terrible fate</div><div>Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape</div><div>Cupid shot his arrow and missed</div><div>Wait Sarah you're late, your train left</div><div>Mascara and eggs smeared on your face</div><div>Night's over goodbye, hoe</div><div>I thought that I told you that spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over</div><div>Never shoulda came within range of my Rover</div><div>Shoulda known I was trouble soon as I rolled up</div><div>Any chick who's dumb enough after I blind-fold her</div><div>To still come back to the crib</div><div>Must want me to mess with her mind</div><div>Hold up</div><div>She mistook me for some high roller</div><div>Well I won't buy her soda unless it's Rock & Rye Cola</div><div>(Faygo's cheaper)</div><div>Buy you a bag of Fritos I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder</div><div>If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't dye/die for you</div><div>Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pull 5 molars</div><div>You get your eyes swoll' up I'm on my straight grizzly</div><div>So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear, bitch, you're already bi-polar</div><div><br /></div><div>Now I don't really care what you call me</div><div>You can even call me cold</div><div>These bitches knew as soon as they saw me</div><div>It's never me to get the privilege to know</div><div>I roll like a desperado</div><div>Now I never know where I'm gonna go</div><div>Still I ball like there's no tomorrow</div><div>Until it's over and it's all she wrote</div><div><br /></div><div>TIP told me on this hoe tip</div><div>Best tip I could give you to hip you</div><div>Is never to let these tricks trick you</div><div>Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love you slut, shit</div><div>Dig you ho</div><div>Take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch</div><div>Shit you talk about some advice that sticks with you</div><div>If I should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns</div><div>Like double stick, it's you, but fuck it TIP, it's cool</div><div>I'm chilling like a villain</div><div>Like the penguin in its fucking igloo eating fudgesicles</div><div>I'd rather slip and fall in shit than fall in love with you</div><div>'Fore I tie a fucking knot I'd tie you in one bitch</div><div>You think this is some Nintendo game how fucking dumb is you</div><div>I'll give you some lumps before I split some lump sums with you</div><div>So here's a penny for your thoughts but it won't buy you a cheeseburger</div><div>But a nickel might just get you one pickle</div><div>Fuck it, it's official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue</div><div>There's a bombshell, scud missile</div><div>Like I just cuss at you to fucking cuss at you</div><div>Like before I rapped I was a motherfucking stud</div><div>Slut, this'll teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way for shizzle</div><div>I still live like I budget a Gilbert's Lodge check stub, bizzle</div><div>So fuck sizzler. This check is a bust like a blood blister</div><div><br /></div><div>Now I don't really care what you call me</div><div>You can even call me cold</div><div>These bitches knew as soon as they saw me</div><div>It's never me to get the privilege to know</div><div>I roll like a desperado</div><div>Now I never know where I'm gonna go</div><div>Still I ball like there's no tomorrow</div><div>Until it's over and it's all she wrote</div><div><br /></div><div>Yeah I guess life is a bitch ain't it TIP</div><div>And each one thinks they the shit</div><div>Shirt off my back I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief</div><div>I'm giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine</div><div>Let 'em get a good taste of it</div><div>I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now</div><div>But in case you didn't, I’ll stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it</div><div>Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it</div><div>So I pace this shit a little bit quicker</div><div>That clock I'm racing it</div><div>Double timing it, but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time</div><div>That it may take you pricks to catch on</div><div>While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong</div><div>Man I still say K-mart's like there's an apostrophe "S" on it dog</div><div>And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong</div><div>But if you gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the "F" on dawg</div><div><br /></div><div>Now I don't really care what you call me</div><div>You can even call me cold</div><div>These bitches knew as soon as they saw me</div><div>It's never me to get the privilege to know</div><div>I roll like a desperado</div><div>Now I never know where I'm gonna go</div><div>Still I ball like there's no tomorrow</div><div>Until it's over and it's all she wrote</div><div><br /></div><div>All she wrote, all she wrote</div><div>I said it's over and that's all she wrote</div><div>All she wrote, all she wrote</div><div>Goodnight, it's over</div><div>And that's all she wrote</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-86394953101571453062024-02-05T04:14:00.000-08:002024-02-05T04:14:35.327-08:00The Art Of Rap (Freestyle) lyrics - Eminem<div>How the fuck he got an Oscar?</div><div>Passed out in his red Mazda</div><div>With his fucking head in his pasta</div><div>In the parking lot of k-mart plaza</div><div>Across from the red lobster</div><div>Looking like the Lochness monster</div><div>Dressed like a cross-dressed mobster</div><div>Talk is cheap it costs less to gossip</div><div>I’d probably be a lot less</div><div>Hostile if you snots kept your shnozzes out the airholes</div><div>Or get fucked in all seven holes</div><div>Ass, mouth, pussy, yeah both ears and hah! yes nostrils</div><div>At the ozzfest with nas bumping das efx in wrecked up Datsun</div><div>And dropped two extra strength Watson vicodin out my pocket</div><div>They cost less I'm a hot mess cause I tripped and got my head stuck</div><div>In a wasp’s nest in the process awesome</div><div><br /></div><div>Drunk as fuck</div><div>One sock pulling my boxers up with boxing gloves</div><div>But I keep dropping my fucking binoculars</div><div>Got two fucking hydroxycuts and four oxy's stuck in my esophagus</div><div>These three lesbian little stocky sluts</div><div>Thought I swallowed two hockey pucks</div><div>Started screamin' "Serves you right you cocky fuck!</div><div>That's what you get for mockin' us</div><div>Ain't as cool as you thought you was."</div><div>Bitch all I did when I walked up was have my dick in a sock</div><div>And it's a sock puppet so no strings attached you can all suck it</div><div>(Chick-uh) get it? Ah fuck it</div><div>Shits about to get hairy as motherfucking Chewbacca's nuts</div><div>Cocksuckers</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-69211740735572856702024-02-04T21:08:00.000-08:002024-02-04T21:08:06.575-08:00The King And I lyrics - Eminem (feat. CeeLo Green)<div>(from "ELVIS" soundtrack)</div><div><br /></div><div>I roll up like the bottom of a toothpaste tube</div><div>Blue suede shoes, one missin' a shoelace to it</div><div>Two new chains, you can call me 2 Chainz</div><div>Ropes hang like Hussein's noose (Woo)</div><div>Yeah, they let the fruitcake loose, and it goes</div><div>One, for the trailer park, two, for my baby ma</div><div>Three, for the tater tots, four, if you ate a lot</div><div>Five, if you came to rock, straight up, while I'm shittin' on my comp</div><div>I'm about to use da John like Grey Poupon (Dijon)</div><div>Money like a scroll, bitch, my paper long (Bag)</div><div>Longer than it takes a blonde to put her make-up on (Yeah)</div><div>'Cause me and Elvis gel together like cell mates (Hey)</div><div>Yeah, this the jail house, bitch, and I don't give a</div><div><br /></div><div>And I don't give a shit about a thing you say</div><div>I just wanna feel like a king today</div><div>And if you don't like it, you can sit and spin</div><div>Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this shit again, uh-huh (Yuh)</div><div><br /></div><div>Modus operandi, bottle of blonde dye (Yuh)</div><div>Top five since I discovered peroxide (Where)</div><div>Yeah, since I got signed, I went from pot pies</div><div>To Jack and the bean, I'm watchin' my stock rise (Huh)</div><div>These little attention seekers, I'm finna treat 'em like diabetics</div><div>Got 'em all on pins and needles (Yeah)</div><div>Just like Ozempic meanin' (Right)</div><div>Give these little pricks the finger (Good)</div><div>And when I stick this thing up (Where?)</div><div>It's higher than Wiz Khalifa (Woo)</div><div>Soon as he lit the weed up (Huh)</div><div>As I go pickin' speed up (Where?)</div><div>Like I was finna re-up (Yeah)</div><div>Rap is my new Vicodin, Suboxone is how I treat it (Get it)</div><div>Still goin' toe to toe, I'm still boxin' with all my demons (Yeah)</div><div>But a couple of Xanny bars and I'm Danny Gar- (See ya)</div><div>Been stuntin' on you from the jump like Evel Knievel</div><div>Back in the cut and stackin' chips up like a can of Pringles</div><div>Sometimes I feel like Pete Rose (Why?)</div><div>I got so many hit singles (Yeah)</div><div>Bitch, I barely have any wrinkles (Huh)</div><div>You sleepin' on me like I'm ZzzQuil, so (Woo)</div><div><br /></div><div>And I don't give a shit about a thing you say</div><div>I just wanna feel like a king today</div><div>And if you don't like it, you can sit and spin</div><div>Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this shit again, uh-huh</div><div>And it goes, one, for the trailer park, two, for my baby ma</div><div>Three, for the tater tots, four, if you ate a lot</div><div>Five, if you came to rock and you never gave a fuck</div><div>Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this shit again, uh-huh</div><div><br /></div><div>I stole black music, yeah, true, perhaps used it (For what?)</div><div>As a tool to combat school kids, came back on some bathroom shit, now</div><div>I call a hater a bidet (Why?) 'Cause they mad, but they can't do shit</div><div>And I know I'm such a dick, huh (Yeah)</div><div>And it must be fuckin' with ya (Yeah)</div><div>To know I up and quit the (What?)</div><div>Prescription drugs and liquor (Yeah)</div><div>And yet my buzz is bigger (Wow)</div><div>Still rappin' circles around you (Yeah)</div><div>Like a boa constrictor (Break it down)</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, I'm about to explain to you all the parallels between</div><div>Elvis and me, myself, that seems obvious, one, he's pale as me</div><div>Second, we both been hailed as king, he used to rock the jailhouse</div><div>And I used to rock The Shelter, we sell like Velveeta shells and cheese (Go)</div><div>But y'all miss the meaner me, back when I had felonies</div><div>That went over your head because you just fell on knees</div><div>You literally knelt to me, I used to have no self esteem (Yeah, yeah)</div><div>I used to cry myself to sleep (What?)</div><div>Honestly, I need doubters because you motherfuckers motivate me (Yeah)</div><div>To make you look stupid, believers, a little faith is all I seek from you</div><div>All I need to do is hear you say the same shit my father</div><div>Said to me when I was just a week or two</div><div>"Marshall, I be leavin' you" (Ha, stupid)</div><div>No more Guinness Stout, but my belief in myself</div><div>It once again is stout, so many world records, I'm Guinness'd out (Yeah, huh?)</div><div>Shit you say goes in and out (Oh)</div><div>My ear canal, so either my hearing's out or I don't give a shit about</div><div><br /></div><div>And I don't give a shit about a thing you say</div><div>I just wanna feel like a king today</div><div>And if you don't like it, you can sit and spin</div><div>Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this shit again, uh-huh</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-4098154721560641582024-02-04T21:07:00.000-08:002024-02-04T21:07:18.154-08:00Thru The Fire lyrics - Eminem (feat. J. Cole)<div>[Chorus]</div><div>I am going up</div><div>I am going all the way through the fire</div><div>I get up and go higher</div><div>So please don’t bring me down</div><div>And nothing is gonna bring me down</div><div>I am going all the way thru the fire</div><div>I will get up and then go higher</div><div>So please don’t knock me down</div><div>And nothing is gonna knock me down</div><div><br /></div><div>[Eminem]</div><div>Now I ain’t got no kids yet,</div><div>But this one here is for practice</div><div>I hate to get the seats in Benz wet.</div><div>But that’s how good your ass is.</div><div>Make an old man get his glasses.</div><div>Make Wesley pay his taxes</div><div>Then follow ur moves all weak on Twitter</div><div>Probably make a gay nigga consider.</div><div>You rocking now with the best Mayne. (man)</div><div>Dress game down to the sex game</div><div>Won’t brag but the boy has been blessed with the blessed mayne</div><div>Let you play with the stick ovechkayne.</div><div>She’s calling, she’s texting</div><div>She’s falling but let me explain</div><div>Gotta tell your old boyfriend</div><div>Skate girl</div><div>Cauz a nigga don’t play them ex games.</div><div>No! Straight sexing</div><div>No handcuffs or arresting</div><div>And I ain’t coming off my last name.</div><div>Cauz I really can’t take no stressing</div><div>Bout where I done been</div><div>Who I done hit</div><div>Your home girl saying</div><div>He’s a bad boy</div><div>Bout where I done been</div><div>Who I done hit</div><div>Your home girl saying</div><div>He’s a bad boy</div><div><br /></div><div>She said</div><div>I heard you got a main chick</div><div>A mistress and some hoes</div><div>You be up to no good</div><div>And every body knows</div><div><br /></div><div>I can’t get enough of what you got</div><div>Good god</div><div>You hit the spot</div><div>Tried to let go but I just could not</div><div>So don’t you stop I need that</div><div><br /></div><div>Hey globetrotter,</div><div>Cole hotter</div><div>Either way</div><div>Out in London town</div><div>Hoes holla Cauz they love my sound</div><div>And I got love for the underground.</div><div>Kweli pimp C hot town</div><div>Where bun gets down</div><div>Met a bad bitch</div><div>That’ll cut all night</div><div>That’ll suck all night</div><div>You just, cut off lights</div><div>Never fuss or fight</div><div>Almost missed my flight</div><div>Tryna give my last girl a nut</div><div>All Right?</div><div>She be down for whatever</div><div>Whenever I wanna get up in the guts</div><div>All Right?</div><div><br /></div><div>On the grynd tryna find</div><div>This lettuce</div><div>I love it when you give me head</div><div>I hate it when you give me headaches</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus]</div><div>I am going up</div><div>I am going all the way through the fire</div><div>I get up and go higher</div><div>So please don’t bring me down</div><div>And nothing is gonna bring me down</div><div>I am going all the way thru the fire</div><div>I will get up and still get higher</div><div>So please don’t knock me down</div><div>And nothing is gonna knock me down</div><div><br /></div><div>[Eminem]</div><div>Nobody asked for life to deal us</div><div>With these bullshit hands we are dealt</div><div>We have to take these cards ourselves</div><div>And flip them. Don’t expect no help</div><div>Now I could have</div><div>Either just</div><div>Sat on my ass</div><div>And pissed and moaned</div><div>Or take this situation in which I am placed in</div><div>And get up and get my own</div><div>I was never the type of kid</div><div>To wait by the door and pack his bags</div><div>Who sat on the posch hoped and prayed</div><div>For a dad to show who never did</div><div>I just wanted to fit in</div><div>At every single place</div><div>Every school I went</div><div>I dreamed of being that cool kid</div><div>Even if it means acting stupid</div><div>Aunt Edna always told me</div><div>Keep making</div><div>That face it’ll get stuck like that</div><div>Meanwhile I am just standing</div><div>There holding</div><div>My tongue tryna talk like this</div><div>Till I stuck my tongue</div><div>On that</div><div>Frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old</div><div>I learned my lesson then</div><div>Cauz I wasn’t tryna impress my friends no more</div><div>But I already told you my whole life story</div><div>Not just based on my description</div><div>Cauz where you see it from where you are sitting</div><div>Its probably 110% different</div><div>I guess we would have to walk a mile</div><div>In each others shoes</div><div>At least</div><div>What size you wear??</div><div>I wear tens</div><div>Let’s see if you can fit your feet</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus]</div><div>I am going up</div><div>I am going all the way through the fire</div><div>I get up and go higher</div><div>So please don’t bring me down</div><div>And nothing is gonna bring me down</div><div>I am going all the way thru the fire</div><div>I will get up and then go higher</div><div>So please don’t knock me down</div><div>And nothing is gonna knock me down</div><div><br /></div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-16799185388456568232024-02-04T21:06:00.001-08:002024-02-04T21:06:50.360-08:00Venom (Remix) lyrics - Eminem<div>I got a song filled with shit for the strong-willed</div><div>When the world gives you a raw deal</div><div>Sets you off 'til you scream, "Piss off! Screw you!"</div><div>When it talks to you like you don't belong</div><div>Or tells you you're in the wrong field</div><div>When something's in your mitochondrial</div><div>'Cause it latched on to you, like—</div><div><br /></div><div>Knock knock, let the devil in</div><div>Manevolent as I've ever been, head is spinnin'</div><div>This medicine's screamin', "L-L-L-Let us in!"</div><div>L-L-L-Like a salad bowl, Edgar Allan Poe</div><div>Bedridden, shoulda been dead a long time ago</div><div>Liquid Tylenol, gelatins, think my skeleton's meltin'</div><div>Wicked, I get all high when I think I've smelled the scent</div><div>Of elephant manure—hell, I meant Kahlúa</div><div>Screw it, to hell with it, I went through hell with accelerants</div><div>And blew up my-my-myself again</div><div>Volkswagen, tailspin, bucket matches my pale skin</div><div>Mayo and went from Hellmann's and being rail thin</div><div>Filet-o-Fish, Scribble Jam, Rap Olympics '97 Freaknik</div><div>How can I be down? Me and Bizarre in Florida</div><div>Proof's room slept on the floor of 'da motel then</div><div>Dr. Dre said, "Hell yeah!"</div><div>And I got his stamp like a postcard, word to Mel-Man</div><div>And I know they're gonna hate</div><div>But I don't care, I barely can wait</div><div>To hit 'em with the snare and the bass</div><div>Square in the face, this fuckin' world better prepare to get laced</div><div>Because they're gonna taste my—</div><div><br /></div><div>Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum</div><div>And I'm not knowin' when I'm</div><div>Ever gonna slow up and I'm</div><div>Ready to snap any moment I'm</div><div>Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em</div><div>They ain't gonna know what hit 'em</div><div>(W-W-When they get bit with the—)</div><div>Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum</div><div>And I'm not knowin' when I'm</div><div>Ever gonna slow up and I'm</div><div>Ready to snap any moment I'm</div><div>Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em</div><div>They ain't gonna know what hit 'em</div><div>(W-W-When they get bit with the—)</div><div><br /></div><div>I said knock knock, let the devil in</div><div>Shotgun p-p-pellets in the felt pen</div><div>Cocked, fuck around and catch a hot one</div><div>It-it's evident I'm not done</div><div>V-Venomous, the thoughts spun</div><div>Like a web and you just caught in 'em</div><div>Held against your will like a hubcap or mud flap</div><div>Beat strangler attack</div><div>So this ain't gonna feel like a love tap</div><div>Eat painkiller pills, fuck up the track</div><div>Like, what's her name's at the wheel? Danica Patrick</div><div>Threw the car into reverse at the Indy, a nut crashin'</div><div>Into ya, the back of it just mangled steel</div><div>My Mustang and the Jeep Wrangler grill</div><div>With the front smashed, much as my rear fender, assassin</div><div>Slim be a combination of an actual kamikaze and Gandhi (Gandhi)</div><div>Translation, I will probably kill us both</div><div>When I end up backin' into ya</div><div>You ain't gonna be able to tell what the fuck's happenin' to ya</div><div>When you're bit with the—</div><div><br /></div><div>Venom, adrenaline momentum</div><div>And I'm not knowin' when I'm</div><div>Ever gonna slow up and I'm</div><div>Ready to snap any moment I'm</div><div>Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em</div><div>They ain't gonna know what hit 'em</div><div>(W-W-When they get bit with the—)</div><div>Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum</div><div>And I'm not knowin' when I'm</div><div>Ever gonna slow up and I'm</div><div>Ready to snap any moment I'm</div><div>Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em</div><div>They ain't gonna know what hit 'em</div><div>(W-W-When they get bit with the—)</div><div><br /></div><div>I said knock knock, let the devil in</div><div>Alien, E-E-Elliott phone home</div><div>Ain't no telling when this chokehold</div><div>On this game will end, I'm loco</div><div>Became a Symbiote, so</div><div>My fangs are in your throat, ho</div><div>You're snake-bitten with my—venom</div><div>With the ballpoint pen I'm</div><div>Gun cocked, bump stock, double-aught, buckshot</div><div>Tire thumper, a garrote, tie a couple knots</div><div>Fired up and caught fire, juggernaut</div><div>Punk rock, bitch, it's goin' down like Yung Joc</div><div>'Cause the Doc put me on like sunblock</div><div>Why the fuck not, you only get one shot</div><div>Ate shit 'til I can't taste it</div><div>Chased it with straight liquor</div><div>Then paint thinner, then drank 'til I faint</div><div>And awake with a headache</div><div>And I take anything in rectangular shape</div><div>Then I wait to face the demons I'm bonded to</div><div>'Cause they're chasin' me but I'm part of you</div><div>So escapin' me is impossible</div><div>I latch onto you like a—parasite</div><div>And I probably ruined your parents' life</div><div>And your childhood too</div><div>'Cause if I'm the music that y'all grew up on</div><div>I'm responsible for you retarded fools</div><div>I'm the super villain Dad and Mom was losin' their marbles to</div><div>You marvel that? Eddie Brock is you</div><div>And I'm the suit, so call me—</div><div><br /></div><div>Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum</div><div>And I'm not knowin' when I'm</div><div>Ever gonna slow up and I'm</div><div>Ready to snap any moment I'm</div><div>Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em</div><div>They ain't gonna know what hit 'em</div><div>(W-W-When they get bit with the—)</div><div>Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum</div><div>And I'm not knowin' when I'm</div><div>Ever gonna slow up and I'm</div><div>Ready to snap any moment I'm</div><div>Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em</div><div>They ain't gonna know what hit 'em</div><div>(W-W-When they get bit with the—)</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-75410651274196395202024-02-04T21:06:00.000-08:002024-02-04T21:06:24.978-08:00When I'm Gone (Music Video Version) lyrics - Eminem<div>[Introduction:]</div><div>– I remember... the first time I came here, it's been a rough six years,</div><div>And I'm just happy to not be that person anymore and so as my wife.</div><div>Thank you for letting me do this.</div><div>That's all I have to share right now.</div><div>– Is there anyone else who would like to share with us tonight?</div><div>[Eminem:] Uuh yeah.</div><div>[Eminem:] My name is Marshall.</div><div>[Crowd:] Hello Marshall.</div><div><br /></div><div>[Eminem:]</div><div>Yeah...</div><div>It's my life...</div><div>My own words I guess...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Verse 1]</div><div>Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for?</div><div>Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?</div><div>When they know they're your heart</div><div>And you know you were their armour</div><div>And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her</div><div>But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you?</div><div>And everything you stand for, turns on you to spite you?</div><div>What happens when you become the main source of her pain?</div><div>"Daddy look what I made", Dad's gotta go catch a plane</div><div>"Daddy where's Mommy? I can't find Mommy where is she?"</div><div>I don't know go play Hailie, baby, your Daddy's busy</div><div>Daddy's writing a song, this song ain't gonna write itself</div><div>I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself</div><div>Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her</div><div>And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image of her</div><div>That's Slim Shady, yeah baby, Slim Shady's crazy</div><div>Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus]</div><div>And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn</div><div>Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice</div><div>Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling</div><div>And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain</div><div>Just smile back</div><div>And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn</div><div>Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice</div><div>Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling</div><div>And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain</div><div>Just smile back...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Verse 2]</div><div>I keep having this dream, I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing</div><div>She keeps screaming, she don't want me to sing</div><div>"You're making Mommy cry, why? Why is Mommy crying?"</div><div>Baby, Daddy ain't leaving no more, "Daddy you're lying</div><div>"You always say that, you always say this is the last time</div><div>"But you ain't leaving no more, Daddy you're mine"</div><div>She's piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it</div><div>"Daddy please, Daddy don't leave, Daddy - no stop it!"</div><div>Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket</div><div>It's got a picture, "this'll keep you safe Daddy, take it withcha'"</div><div>I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror</div><div>These fuckin' walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear 'em</div><div>They're saying "You've got one more chance to do right" - and it's tonight</div><div>Now go out there and show that you love 'em before it's too late</div><div>And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door</div><div>It turns to a stage, they're gone, and this spotlight is on</div><div>And I'm singing...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus]</div><div>And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn</div><div>Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice</div><div>Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling</div><div>And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain</div><div>Just smile back</div><div>And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn</div><div>Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice</div><div>Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling</div><div>And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain</div><div>Just smile back...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Verse 3]</div><div>Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat</div><div>The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at my feet</div><div>I take a bow and thank you all for coming out</div><div>They're screaming so loud, I take one last look at the crowd</div><div>I glance down, I don't believe what I'm seeing</div><div>"Daddy it's me, help Mommy, her wrists are bleeding,"</div><div>But baby we're in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?</div><div>"I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren't leavin'</div><div>"You lied to me Dad, and now you make Mommy sad</div><div>"And I bought you this coin, it says 'Number One Dad'</div><div>"That's all I wanted, I just want to give you this coin</div><div>"I get the point - fine, me and Mommy are going"</div><div>"But baby wait,</div><div>"It's too late Dad, you made the choice</div><div>"Now go out there and show 'em that you love 'em more than us"</div><div>That's what they want, they want you Marshall, they keep.. screamin' your name</div><div>It's no wonder you can't go to sleep, just take another pill</div><div>Yeah, I bet you will. You rap about it, yeah, word, k-keep it real</div><div>I hear applause, all this time I couldn't see</div><div>How could it be, that the curtain is closing on me</div><div>I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it</div><div>Put it to my brain and scream "die Shady" and pop it</div><div>The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes</div><div>That's when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin', there's birds singin'</div><div>It's spring and Hailie's outside swinging, I walk right up to Kim and kiss her</div><div>Tell her I miss her, Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister</div><div>Almost as if to say..</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus/Outro]</div><div>And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn</div><div>Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice</div><div>Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling</div><div>And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain</div><div>Just smile back</div><div>And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn</div><div>Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice</div><div>Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling</div><div>And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain</div><div>Just smile back...</div><div><br /></div><div>[Ending:]</div><div>[Eminem:] Thank you, thanks for letting me share.</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-10210941545492840582024-02-04T21:05:00.000-08:002024-02-04T21:05:30.845-08:00You Can't Back Down lyrics - Eminem (feat. Anna)<div>[Hook: Anna]</div><div>Keep on going, you just gotta fight it</div><div>Keep on going cause it's not too late</div><div>You can't back down, you can't back down</div><div>[2x]</div><div><br /></div><div>[Verse 1:]</div><div>They ask me am I ok. They ask me if I'm happy</div><div>Are they asking me that because of the shit thats been thrown at me</div><div>or am I just a little snappy</div><div>and they genuinly care</div><div>Doody, most of my life its just been me and you there</div><div>and I continuosly stare at pictures of you</div><div>I never got to say I love you as much as I wanted to but I do</div><div>yeah I say it now and you can't hear me</div><div>what the fuck good does that do me now</div><div>but somehow I know you're near me in presence</div><div>or I went and drop some presents off to ease it to them</div><div>two little beautiful boys of yours to try to ease their minds a little</div><div>and dawg you'll never believe this</div><div>but Sharonda actually talks to me now</div><div>Jesus and everyone else is just tryna pick up the pieces</div><div>man how you touch so many fucking lives and just leave us</div><div>they say grievance has a way of affecting everyone different</div><div>if its true, how the fuck am I supposed to get over you</div><div>difficult as it sounds</div><div><br /></div><div>[Hook: Anna]</div><div>Keep on going, you just gotta fight it</div><div>Keep on going cause it's not too late</div><div>You can't back down, you can't back down</div><div>[2x]</div><div><br /></div><div>[Verse 2:]</div><div>Doody, thats what we call eachother</div><div>I don't know where it came from but it just stuck with us</div><div>we was always brothers</div><div>never thought about eachothers skin colours</div><div>til one day we was walking up the block in the summer</div><div>it was like 90 degrees, I was catching a sun burn</div><div>tryna walk under the trees</div><div>just to give me some comfort</div><div>I'm moaning I just wanna get home</div><div>when I look over and his shirt is off</div><div>I'm like you gon fry and like</div><div>"No I wont, I'm black stupid</div><div>black people they got melatonin</div><div>in their skin, we don't burn"</div><div>meanwhile, my face is glowing and I felt</div><div>like I'm on fire</div><div>and the entire time you're just laughing at me</div><div>and snapping at me with your shirt, bastard</div><div>and I still have to get you back for that shit</div><div>and by the way them playboy rings</div><div>my mother stole from you</div><div>well Nate finally got em back shit</div><div>it must have been at least 16 years ago</div><div>well I put em in your cask-owww</div><div>moving past it, it still aint registered yet</div><div>but you can bet you're legacy they'll never forget</div><div>the motor city mo-town</div><div>hip hop vet, hip hop shop, dreads</div><div>it don't stop there</div><div>yeah, as difficult as it sounds</div><div><br /></div><div>[Hook: Anna]</div><div>Keep on going, you just gotta fight it</div><div>Keep on going cause it's not too late</div><div>You can't back down, you can't back down</div><div>[2x]</div><div><br /></div><div>[Verse 3:]</div><div>and this may sound a little strange but I'mma tell it</div><div>I found that jacket that you left at my wedding</div><div>and I picked it up to smell it</div><div>I wrapped it up in plastic until I put it in glass</div><div>and hang up in the hallway so I can always look at it</div><div>and as for all of me and D12 we feel like fuck rap</div><div>it feels like our General just fucking died in our lap</div><div>we shut off all our pages,</div><div>all our cell numbers is changed</div><div>our two-ways are in the trash</div><div>so some cats will have to find a new way</div><div>and I know that it feels like the dreams will die with you today</div><div>but the truth is there all still here and you ain't</div><div>purple gang, you gotta pressing on</div><div>don't ever give up the dream dog</div><div>I got love for you all</div><div>and Doody, it's true you bought people together who never</div><div>woulda been in the same room if it wasn't for you</div><div>you were the peacemaker Doody</div><div>I know sometimes you were moody</div><div>but you hated confrontation</div><div>and truly hated the feuding</div><div>but you were down for yours whenever it came to scrapping</div><div>if it had to happen, it had to happen</div><div>believe me, I know you're the one who taught me to</div><div>throw them balls back on Dresden</div><div>from making cars to paintballing</div><div>getting arrested</div><div>to sitting across from eachother in cells laughing and jesting</div><div>they tried to hit us for 5 years for that, no question</div><div>I guess them hookers and bums that we shot up</div><div>didn't show up for court</div><div>so we got off on a technicality, left sweating</div><div>me, you and whats his face</div><div>I forgot his fucking name</div><div>shame he even came to your funeral</div><div>he betrayed our team</div><div>and if I see him again I'ma punch him in the fucking face</div><div>and thats on Hallie Jade, Whitney Lane and Alaina's name</div><div>I let the pistol bang once just to leak a shot in the air</div><div>for you and pour some liquor out for you with Obie in the parking lot of 54</div><div>just before we were supposed to get in cars</div><div>to come and see you once more</div><div>difficult as it sounds</div><div><br /></div><div>[Hook: Anna]</div><div>Keep on going, you just gotta fight it</div><div>Keep on going cause it's not too late</div><div>You can't back down, you can't back down</div><div>[4x]</div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-59437153342129607252023-12-17T19:33:00.000-08:002023-12-17T19:34:11.521-08:00Lace It lyrics - Juice WRLD, Eminem & benny blanco<div>[Juice WRLD:]</div><div>Yeah, ayy, mm</div><div><br /></div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few to chase it</div><div>I'm in my own Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All these humans basic, don't got no home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few, chase it</div><div>I've been in the Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All you humans basic, you ain't even got home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div><br /></div><div>Stressed out, so I tend to take meds (Take meds)</div><div>The Devil told me, "Good show, break a leg" (Break a leg)</div><div>All these painkillers like I got a pair of broken legs (Broken legs)</div><div>All these Percs I pop, you'd thought I was plannin' to break my neck</div><div>Grindin' man, I'm hungry for this shit like I ain't ate yet</div><div>You wish that you could have what I could have, you could just say that</div><div>If you ain't my lil' bitch, then, bitch, them calls, you can save that</div><div>These niggas think they invincible 'til they see them bullet holes in they Maybach</div><div><br /></div><div>[Juice WRLD (Eminem):]</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few to chase it</div><div>I'm in my own Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All these humans basic, don't got no home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few, chase it</div><div>I've been in the Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All you humans basic, you don't even got home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases (Yeah), I've been purple rainin'</div><div><br /></div><div>[Eminem:]</div><div>You pop some ecstasy first, it gets progressively worse</div><div>Try your best to reverse unsuccessfully flirtin' with certain death and revertin' to your promethazine urge</div><div>The fuckin' devil he lurks, lose your best friend he smirks</div><div>Wake up and everything hurts and as you spiral downward listen</div><div>I know just how it is when</div><div>You start slow then before you notice it now you're mixin'</div><div>Oxy's without prescription</div><div>Cough medicine, valium with 'em but ain't that how addiction</div><div>Sort of works they call it lean 'cause you gravitate and lean towards the perp</div><div>The blessing or the curse of fame 'cause now you can afford the syrup</div><div>Percocet and Percoden but that ain't what you meant when you said that you're in it for the perk's</div><div>Develop a habit out of that</div><div>Need a Xanax now to rap</div><div>So you pop it before you record a verse</div><div>Your buzz wear down</div><div>Like a rabbit out a hat</div><div>Makes you wanna pull your hair out</div><div>Fentanyl, Oxy</div><div>Demerol, dem are all what possibly got Shock G, Roxy</div><div>Codone and lean is probably what got Lil Peep and ODB</div><div>So many who OD be way to young to go see me</div><div>I was lucky my escape was narrow and do</div><div>Not think I take it for granted that I'm still here synthetic heroin you</div><div>Tried to kill me then you murdered Jarad didn't you</div><div>Piece of shit thanks to you now we lost Gangsta Boo and Pimp C, Prince and Michael mixing Nyquil</div><div>With prescription Vic's addiction's like a fucking vicious cycle</div><div>Juice we will forever miss you</div><div>To the younger generation I ain't lecturing you but man just be careful when you</div><div><br /></div><div>[Juice WRLD:]</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few to chase it</div><div>I'm in my own Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All these humans basic, don't got no home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few, chase it</div><div>I've been in the Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All your humans basic, you don't even got home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div><br /></div><div>I ain't comin' down from this high</div><div>Ain't finna let nobody kill my vibe</div><div>They committed social suicide</div><div>But me? I refuse to die (I refuse to die)</div><div>I will never come down from this high</div><div>I won't let them kill none of my vibes</div><div>They committed social suicide</div><div>Me? I can never ever die, I can never ever die</div>diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00095448491209479526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-82697445205368767852023-12-17T18:49:00.000-08:002023-12-17T19:34:51.885-08:00Juice WRLD, Eminem & benny blanco - Lace It<div><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/T4CY4wVqhPU" title="Juice WRLD, Eminem & benny blanco - Lace It (Official Audio)" width="560"></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div>[Juice WRLD:]</div><div>Yeah, ayy, mm</div><div><br /></div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few to chase it</div><div>I'm in my own Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All these humans basic, don't got no home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few, chase it</div><div>I've been in the Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All you humans basic, you ain't even got home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div><br /></div><div>Stressed out, so I tend to take meds (Take meds)</div><div>The Devil told me, "Good show, break a leg" (Break a leg)</div><div>All these painkillers like I got a pair of broken legs (Broken legs)</div><div>All these Percs I pop, you'd thought I was plannin' to break my neck</div><div>Grindin' man, I'm hungry for this shit like I ain't ate yet</div><div>You wish that you could have what I could have, you could just say that</div><div>If you ain't my lil' bitch, then, bitch, them calls, you can save that</div><div>These niggas think they invincible 'til they see them bullet holes in they Maybach</div><div><br /></div><div>[Juice WRLD (Eminem):]</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few to chase it</div><div>I'm in my own Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All these humans basic, don't got no home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few, chase it</div><div>I've been in the Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All you humans basic, you don't even got home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases (Yeah), I've been purple rainin'</div><div><br /></div><div>[Eminem:]</div><div>You pop some ecstasy first, it gets progressively worse</div><div>Try your best to reverse unsuccessfully flirtin' with certain death and revertin' to your promethazine urge</div><div>The fuckin' devil he lurks, lose your best friend he smirks</div><div>Wake up and everything hurts and as you spiral downward listen</div><div>I know just how it is when</div><div>You start slow then before you notice it now you're mixin'</div><div>Oxy's without prescription</div><div>Cough medicine, valium with 'em but ain't that how addiction</div><div>Sort of works they call it lean 'cause you gravitate and lean towards the perp</div><div>The blessing or the curse of fame 'cause now you can afford the syrup</div><div>Percocet and Percoden but that ain't what you meant when you said that you're in it for the perk's</div><div>Develop a habit out of that</div><div>Need a Xanax now to rap</div><div>So you pop it before you record a verse</div><div>Your buzz wear down</div><div>Like a rabbit out a hat</div><div>Makes you wanna pull your hair out</div><div>Fentanyl, Oxy</div><div>Demerol, dem are all what possibly got Shock G, Roxy</div><div>Codone and lean is probably what got Lil Peep and ODB</div><div>So many who OD be way to young to go see me</div><div>I was lucky my escape was narrow and do</div><div>Not think I take it for granted that I'm still here synthetic heroin you</div><div>Tried to kill me then you murdered Jarad didn't you</div><div>Piece of shit thanks to you now we lost Gangsta Boo and Pimp C, Prince and Michael mixing Nyquil</div><div>With prescription Vic's addiction's like a fucking vicious cycle</div><div>Juice we will forever miss you</div><div>To the younger generation I ain't lecturing you but man just be careful when you</div><div><br /></div><div>[Juice WRLD:]</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few to chase it</div><div>I'm in my own Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All these humans basic, don't got no home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div>Roll it up, lace it, pop a few, chase it</div><div>I've been in the Matrix, none of this shit makes sense</div><div>All your humans basic, you don't even got home trainin'</div><div>Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'</div><div><br /></div><div>I ain't comin' down from this high</div><div>Ain't finna let nobody kill my vibe</div><div>They committed social suicide</div><div>But me? I refuse to die (I refuse to die)</div><div>I will never come down from this high</div><div>I won't let them kill none of my vibes</div><div>They committed social suicide</div><div>Me? I can never ever die, I can never ever die</div></div>diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00095448491209479526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-57547436187898466102023-11-02T21:01:00.002-07:002023-11-02T21:01:24.500-07:00"Music To Be Murdered By - Side B" (2020)<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1YvdtpgDkZtnf8-EKxCasQtvUmNToiqh-o-yIQAcjW5mHf9Ud538phyphenhyphenojeOK8cJ741E8yJWB9SgHf2OMuaTKsW_52TQlkQujHXXeQVj49F7GkmnufpYEF1QTuygSXEzMMz7PoAEQFFA6oGkr60umFq2pwrW3MIpEb9tp-0HycK4nHwiRUVPehmkzVj9Q/s474/OIP.jpg" style="clear: left; display: block; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="474" data-original-width="474" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1YvdtpgDkZtnf8-EKxCasQtvUmNToiqh-o-yIQAcjW5mHf9Ud538phyphenhyphenojeOK8cJ741E8yJWB9SgHf2OMuaTKsW_52TQlkQujHXXeQVj49F7GkmnufpYEF1QTuygSXEzMMz7PoAEQFFA6oGkr60umFq2pwrW3MIpEb9tp-0HycK4nHwiRUVPehmkzVj9Q/s320/OIP.jpg" width="320" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/alfred-intro-lyrics-eminem-feat-alfred.html">Alfred (Intro)</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/black-magic-lyrics-eminem-skylar-grey.html">Black Magic</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/alfreds-theme-lyrics-eminem.html">Alfred's Theme</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/tone-deaf-lyrics-eminem.html">Tone Deaf</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/book-of-rhymes-lyrics-eminem-feat-dj.html">Book Of Rhymes</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/favorite-bitch-lyrics-eminem-feat-ty.html">Favorite Bitch</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/guns-blazing-lyrics-eminem-feat-dr-dre.html">Guns Blazing</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/gnat-lyrics-eminem.html">Gnat</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/higher-lyrics-eminem.html">Higher</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/these-demons-lyrics-eminem-feat-maj.html">These Demons</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/key-skit-lyrics-eminem.html">Key (Skit)</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/she-loves-me-lyrics-eminem.html">She Loves Me</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/killer-lyrics-eminem.html">Killer</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/zeus-lyrics-eminem-feat-white-gold.html">Zeus</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/thus-far-interlude-lyrics-eminem.html">Thus Far (Interlude)</a></li><li><a href="https://all-eminem-lyrics.blogspot.com/2023/11/discombobulated-lyrics-eminem.html">Discombobulated</a></li></ul></div></div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-24774652325113307362023-11-02T20:50:00.005-07:002023-11-02T20:50:32.337-07:00Alfred (Intro) lyrics - eminem (feat. Alfred Hitchcock)<p> [Alfred Hitchcock:]</p><p>Thus far, this album has provided musical accompaniment to make your passing pleasant</p><p>Our next number is designed to drown out the sound of shovels</p><p>Music to be buried by</p>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-92162982264405386842023-11-02T20:50:00.000-07:002023-11-02T20:50:01.101-07:00Black Magic lyrics - Eminem & Skylar Grey<p> [Skylar Grey (Eminem):]</p><p>Black magic, night walker (Yeah)</p><p>She haunts me like no other (Feel like)</p><p>Nobody told me (I don't know) love is pain, oh (I know we just met)</p><p>Black magic, dark water (But it's like)</p><p>Surrounds me like no other (It's like I know you better than anyone)</p><p>She's got my heart in chains</p><p><br /></p><p>[Eminem:]</p><p>We're volatile, I can't call it, though</p><p>It's like too large a peg, and too small a hole (Yeah)</p><p>But she cheats and I catch her like the common cold (Sneeze)</p><p>Last time, I broke her collar bone, she's intolerable (Yeah)</p><p>All I know is that the sex is phenomenal, though</p><p>We're an unlikely pair (Yeah)</p><p>Like two different Nike Airs</p><p>But I'm the same size she wears (Jordans)</p><p>So I think we're soulmates though (Yeah)</p><p>People don't like us together, but like we care (Not me, not me)</p><p>Yeah, but God strike me dead (Yeah)</p><p>She knows that I would walk over hot coals</p><p>For her with both of my feet bare (Yeah)</p><p>But soon as I ask to hit (Ask to hit)</p><p>It's like she grabs a switch (Grabs a switch)</p><p>And turns me over her knee</p><p>'Cause my ass is whipped, yeah</p><p>And I got her back, but I'm spineless (Yeah)</p><p>So when she stabs me in mine (Yeah)</p><p>It's like I just can't feel the knife (What?)</p><p>As she pokes, jabs it, and slices</p><p>One minute, she'll build me up (Up)</p><p>The next, she'll push me 'round</p><p>Probably why she calls me "dumbbell"</p><p>She lifts me up (Yeah), then puts me down (Huh)</p><p>But I am under her thumbnail</p><p>I must be under her spell</p><p>It's like lookin' right into a gun barrel</p><p>But none of these hoes can fuck with my girl</p><p>She got that—</p><p><br /></p><p>[Skylar Grey:]</p><p>Black magic, night walker</p><p>She haunts me like no other</p><p>Nobody told me love is pain, oh</p><p>Black magic, dark water</p><p>Surrounds me like no other</p><p>She's got my heart in chains</p><p><br /></p><p>[Eminem:]</p><p>We wake up, break up, make up like Maybelline</p><p>Now she's all made up like make-believe</p><p>Probably why she's so fake to me</p><p>But what the fuck's it gonna take for me to make her see?</p><p>Strip her naked and take her keys</p><p>I been plannin' this day for weeks</p><p>But I can't tell if I'm 'wake or 'sleep</p><p>But if this is actually happenin', "sucker for pain"</p><p>I'm stuck in this radioactive pattern</p><p>But her by her motherfuckin' hair's</p><p>All I "imagine draggin'" (Dragon)</p><p>She lunges, attacks, and scratches</p><p>But I ain't gonna stand for that shit</p><p>Like Kaep for the National Anthem</p><p>As I stab, I'm laughin'</p><p>So much for witchcraft and magic</p><p>Abracadabra that, bitch</p><p>No turnin' back, I'm blackin'</p><p>As I say farewell to the love of my life, I cut and I slice</p><p>I give her one last hug goodbye</p><p>Wipe the blood off my butterfly knife</p><p>Watch her fuckin' die right in front of my eyes</p><p>But in hindsight</p><p>Think I just wanted to see what her insides look like</p><p>As I pop another five Vic's</p><p>That's what this high's like</p><p>Look down, there's mud on my Nikes</p><p>Shovel at my side, blood on my mic</p><p>Now wake up to Music To Be Murdered By like—</p>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-23016079827751566662023-11-02T20:49:00.001-07:002023-11-02T20:49:19.339-07:00Alfred's Theme lyrics - eminem<p> Before I check the mic (Check, check, one, two)</p><p>I give it an extra swipe with a Lysol disinfectant wipe (Good evening)</p><p>Coronavirus in effect tonight</p><p>Antiseptics on deck, I got every type (Yeah)</p><p>I throw on my tux, then I (Yeah) give zero fucks, then I (Yeah)</p><p>Act like a jockstrap (Uh), cup my nuts, then I (Yeah)</p><p>Check my ball hair (What?), make sure it's all there (Yeah)</p><p>Then call the pallbearer (Yeah)</p><p>It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why stop?</p><p>Overkill like a pipe bomb in your pine box</p><p>You're all hitched to my cock (What?)</p><p>Went from punchin' a time clock to getting my shot</p><p>Then treated it like a cyclops</p><p>Like it's the only one I (Only one eye) got</p><p>And my thoughts are like nines cocked (Chk-chk)</p><p>Every line's obscene, pervertedest mind, got the dirtiest rhyme stocked</p><p>That's why there's parental advising (Visine) every time I drop (Eye drop)</p><p>So throw on the theme to Alfred, I'll channel him like the Panama Canal</p><p>But how could I get up in arms about you saying trash is all that I put out?</p><p>Bitch, I still get the bag when I'm putting garbage out</p><p>Plus, the potty mouth, I'm not about to wash it out</p><p>The filthiest, so all this talk about "I'm washed up", how preposterous</p><p>Because if cleanliness is next to godliness</p><p>It's obvious that it's impossible for me to be beside myself</p><p>And I'm 'bout that capital like a proper noun</p><p>Still on top the pile</p><p>Got me sitting on numbers like a pocket dial</p><p>Quick to call you out on your bullshit</p><p>Don't make me give that crock a dial</p><p>'Cause if I do it, see you later, alligator</p><p>Made it out the trailer, then I made a vow to cater to no one</p><p>So hate, I've gained about the same amount that's in my bank account</p><p>So here's some more shit for you to complain about, I say the</p><p>Bars that never slack (Yeah), but always get attacked (Yeah)</p><p>I think they're gunnin' for me, it's startin' to feel like that</p><p>Like I'm marked, 'cause when I rap, it's like fallin' on my back in a tar pit</p><p>'Cause I have this target on my back (Ew, yuck)</p><p>But if I ever double-crossed my fans and lost my Stans</p><p>I'd probably pop five Xans (Yeah)</p><p>Go in my garage, start my van</p><p>Inhale as much carbon monoxide and exhaust I can</p><p>And doze off like [*snores*]</p><p>But odds like that, with these thoughts I have's like a giant getting squashed by ants</p><p>If this is the test of time, I'd pass with flying colors</p><p>Like I just tossed my crayons (Tossed my crayons)</p><p>Small, medium, and large size cans</p><p>Sanitizers of all types, brands, cost nine bands</p><p>Which is a small price for Lysol wipes and</p><p>If my palms brush across my pants, I wash my hands</p><p><br /></p><p>Shit, hold on, man</p><p>Motherfucker</p><p>Happy birthday to—</p><p>Fuck (Shh, quiet)</p><p><br /></p><p>I sit in silence in candlelit environments</p><p>Sipping Wild Irish while getting violent</p><p>Homicidal visions when I'm spitting like this</p><p>But really I'm just fulfilling my wish of killing rhymes</p><p>Which is really childish and silly, but I'm really like this</p><p>I'm giving nightmares to Billie Eilish, I'm Diddy's side bitch</p><p><br /></p><p>What the fuck? Hold on, wait</p><p>"I'm Diddy's side bitch?"</p><p>Oh, I'm still east side, bitch</p><p><br /></p><p>So 'til the E-N-D, since EPMD</p><p>Been givin' y'all the business (Yeah), D-R-E and me (Yup)</p><p>From the MMLP to (Huh?) MTBMB (Bitch)</p><p>Bitch, it's 2020, you still ain't seein' me (Haha)</p><p>So call me Santa Claus (Santa Claus)</p><p>'Cause at the present (Yeah), I out-rap 'em all (Wrap 'em all), I'm at the mall</p><p>Got your bitch in a bathroom stall, she could suck a basketball (Uh)</p><p>Through a plastic straw (Yeah) with a fractured jaw (Damn)</p><p>My dick is coat check (Ha), she wanna jack it off (Yeah)</p><p>I'm so far past the bar, I should practice law</p><p>Mentally, I'm fucked up generally (General Lee) (Duh)</p><p>Dukes of Hazzard car (Yeah), get the cadaver dogs</p><p>'Cause this is murder, murder and you'll get murked, murked</p><p>This music 'bout to kill you, brr, brr (Brr)</p><p>This chicken hit my phone, she said, "Chirp, chirp"</p><p>I said, "Hut, hut, hike your skirt, skirt"</p><p>Then go eat some worms, like the early bird</p><p>What the fuck is love? That's a dirty word</p><p>Make me fall in it, there's not a girl on Earth</p><p>Or any other planet, that's a world of hurt</p><p>And I won't buy a designer, 'cause I don't pander (Panda)</p><p>But I'm back with so many knots, I need a chiropractor (Damn)</p><p>And this the final chapter (Why?), 'cause I'm either frying after (Oh)</p><p>Or they gon' give me the needle (What?) like a vinyl scratcher (DJ)</p><p>Yeah, I'm a card, like Hallmark</p><p>At Walmart with a small cart buying wall art</p><p>And y'all who claim to be dogs aren't</p><p>No bite, like a tree, mostly just all bark, arf, arf</p><p>But y'all pickin' the wrong tree, they call me dog because I'm barking (Bar king, bark, bark, barking)</p><p>And I got a lot, yeah, like where cars park</p><p>I'd describe it as bowling (Why?) ball hard (Ball's hard)</p><p>'Cause the gutter's where my mind is and when</p><p>It's in this frame, better split like the five and the ten</p><p>'Cause without a second to spare, I'm strikin' again</p><p>And when the beat is up my alley, I go right for the pens (Pins)</p><p>The cypher begins</p><p>I'm talkin' smack like heroin, the mic's a syringe</p><p>It's like a binge, Vicodin, I would liken to tin</p><p>My mind is a recycling bin</p><p>There's no place I never been</p><p>But I never budge and I never bend</p><p>You hyperextend on me, this game's life, it depends</p><p>Like adult diapers for men</p><p>Even when I'm rappin' less stellar</p><p>It's sour grapes, I still whine, I'm the best seller (Cellar)</p><p>Like a trey deuce, spray you as these shots penetrate through Dre's booth</p><p>And go straight through your grapefruit, no escape route</p><p>So you won't leave here just scathed with a few scrape wounds</p><p>Your ass is grass and I am not gonna graze you</p><p>But if bars were semi-mac's, I'd be the Mad Hatter</p><p>'Cause I got so many caps, and you don't have any straps (Nah)</p><p>So you'd be a fitted (Yeah), so don't act like you fittin' to snap</p><p>Bitch, I'll pee (P) on your head like a Phillies hat (Haha)</p><p>No stoppin' me, you're on a window shopping spree</p><p>Bitch, you probably go broke at the Dollar Tree</p><p>You never buy shit, all you ever cop's a plea</p><p>You're always punkin' out like Halloween</p><p>You rather opt to flee, you need to stop it, punk</p><p>Homie, you're not a G, act like you got the pump</p><p>And you're gonna cock the heat or get the Glock and dump</p><p>Bitch, if you shot a tree, you wouldn't pop the trunk</p><p>Yeah, and I'm buddies with Alfred, we about to</p><p>Disembowel them, gut 'em and scalp 'em, yeah</p><p>This is 'bout to be the bloodiest outcome</p><p>'Cause we gon' make you bleed with every cut from this album</p><p>So I'm choppin' 'em up like Dahmer</p><p>The nut job with the nuts that are bigger than Jabba the Hutt</p><p>I'm in the cut, and I'm out for the blood</p><p>It's lookin' like it's that time of the month</p><p>Carvin' 'em up with the bars while I sharpen 'em up, dog and a mutt</p><p>I'm gonna fuck your mom in the butt with a thermometer, fuckin' phenomenal, but</p><p>Y'all'll get cut the fuck up like abdominals if you don't vámonos</p><p>I keep droppin' like dominos, the formidable, abominable</p><p>Stompin' a mudhole in my comp even if it's off the top of the dome</p><p>Son 'em, get the Coppertone, I'm at the Stop and Go coppin' the Mop and Glo</p><p>Got your stomach in knots like you swallowed rope</p><p>You out of pocket though, like a motherfuckin' wallet stole</p><p><br /></p><p>Wait, why'd the beat cut off?</p><p>Fuck it</p><div><br /></div>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-43272073954024473662023-11-02T20:48:00.002-07:002023-11-02T20:48:19.173-07:00Tone Deaf lyrics - eminem<p> Yeah, I'm sorry (Huh?)</p><p>What did you say?</p><p>Oh, I can't hear you</p><p>I have an ear infucktion and I cunt finger it out (Out), yeah (I need autotune)</p><p>Yeah</p><p><br /></p><p>It's my alter ego's fault</p><p>These evil thoughts can be so dark</p><p>Cerebral palsy, three Zolofts</p><p>I eat, doze off to "Rico Suave" (Look it up)</p><p>Cadillac with a ladder rack in the back, with a cracked axel, a backpack full of Paxil</p><p>A black satchel, a knapsack and a flask full of 'gnac and Jack Daniels</p><p>Girl, let's go back, back to my castle (Yeah)</p><p>I don't wanna hassle you, Alexandra</p><p>But my dick's an acronym 'cause it stands for you (Stands for you, oh)</p><p>Wait, Alexandra who? (Damn)</p><p>All I know is Friday, I met you (What?)</p><p>Saturday, I'll probably forget you</p><p>Guess that's what the Molly and X do (What the fuck?)</p><p>'Cause who the fuck am I laying next to? (Huh)</p><p>But ever since D-Nice To Tha Rescue, Fila Fresh Crew (Uh)</p><p>I been a lab rat (Yeah) from a test tube (Uh)</p><p>I'm goin' in like the red roof (Red Roof Inn)</p><p>You don't like it, eat a cock 'til your jaw breaks (Yeah)</p><p>Call it caught between a rock and a hard place</p><p>Like a sasquatch in a crawlspace</p><p>'Cause you're watchin' your heart race like you're Scarface</p><p>In a car chase with the cops or an arcade</p><p>Stuck inside of a Mario Kart race duckin' saw blades</p><p>At a stop and a start pace</p><p>What I'm tryin' to say is I'm drivin' 'em all crazy</p><p><br /></p><p>I can't understand a word you say (I'm tone-deaf)</p><p>I think this way I prefer to stay (I'm tone-deaf)</p><p>I won't stop even when my hair turns grey (I'm tone-deaf)</p><p>'Cause they won't stop until they cancel me (Yeah, yeah)</p><p><br /></p><p>I see the rap game, then attack the verses (Uh)</p><p>Turn into a graveyard packed with hearses (Yeah)</p><p>Just like your funeral, I'm at your service (What?)</p><p>Pockets on stuffed like a taxidermist (Woo)</p><p>Just landed in Los Angeles when this chick Angela and her grandmother in a tan</p><p>Colored van pull up with a hand full of Xans</p><p>And a substantial amount of gan' just to ask what my</p><p>Grand plans for the night are (Yeah)</p><p>I said, "Sneak into the Sleep Inn for the weekend and pretend it's a five-star," yeah</p><p>I leap into the deep end of the pool</p><p>I can show you where the dives are (Get it?), ha</p><p>We don't even gotta drive far</p><p>I know this spot that is so live</p><p>But I'm tryna get some head first (What?), like a nosedive (Haha)</p><p>So many side chicks, can't decide which to slide with and which should I ditch</p><p>So when it comes to ass, bitch, I get behind like the Heimlich (Get behind, yeah)</p><p>Had one chick who liked to flip sometimes on some switchin' sides shit</p><p>Pushed her out, the side kick, then I flipped the lil' white bitch off like a light switch (Bitch)</p><p>It's okay not to like my shit</p><p>Everything's fine, drink your wine, bitch</p><p>And get offline, quit whinin', this is just a rhyme, bitch (Rhyme, bitch)</p><p>But ask me will I stick to my guns (Guns) like adhesive tape? (Adhesive tape)</p><p>Does Bill Cosby sedate once he treats to cheesecake and a decent steak? (Huh?)</p><p>You think gettin' rid of me's a piece of cake?</p><p>I'm harder than findin' Harvey Weinstein a date (Damn)</p><p>And that's why they say I got more lines than Black Friday</p><p>So save that shit for the damn library (Shh)</p><p>You heard of Kris Kristofferson? (Yeah)</p><p>Well, I am Piss Pissedofferson (Oh)</p><p>Paul's askin' for Christmas off again</p><p>I said, "No," then I spit this song for him</p><p>It goes</p><p><br /></p><p>I can't understand a word you say (I'm tone-deaf)</p><p>I think this way I prefer to stay (I'm tone-deaf)</p><p>I won't stop even when my hair turns grey (I'm tone-deaf)</p><p>'Cause they won't stop until they cancel me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)</p><p><br /></p><p>Bitch, I can make "orange" rhyme with "banana" (Yeah)</p><p>Oranana</p><p>Eating pork rinds, sword fightin' in pajamas</p><p>At the crib, playin' Fortnite with your grandma</p><p>But I'm more like a four-five with the grammar</p><p>'Bout to show you why your five favorite rappers can't touch this</p><p>But before I get the hammer</p><p>I should warn you, I'm Thor-like in this manner (Thor)</p><p>But the day I lose sleep over you critiquin' me or</p><p>I ever let you cocksuckers eat at me</p><p>I'd need to be a motherfuckin' pizzeria</p><p>But you ain't gettin' no cheese from me</p><p>I went from Little Caesars, BLTses, grilled cheeses</p><p>Bein' dirt poor to filthy rich, I'm still me, bitch</p><p>Like a realtor, that's real tea, bitch (Real talk)</p><p>Aftermath, bitch, whole camp's lit</p><p>We put out fire, Dre stamps it</p><p>With my cohorts, hit a bogart</p><p>Yeah, got your whole squad yellin', "Oh, God"</p><p>Here comes Barshall with no holds barred</p><p>Bitch, I'm a hurricane, you're a blowhard</p><p>Like your old broad, she full of semen, like the coast guard</p><p>And life's been pretty good to me so far (Yeah), for the most part</p><p>Had a couple of run-ins with popo, caught</p><p>A couple assault charges, got a few priors like crowbars (Priors)</p><p>Which is so odd 'cause I'm forty-eight now</p><p>That 5-0's startin' to creep up on me like a patrol car (Woo)</p><p>I'll be an old fart, but you don't want no part, so, bitch, don't start (Don't start)</p><p>Simmer down, compose yourself, Mozart</p><p>I ain't went nowhere, call me coleslaw</p><p>'Cause I'm out for the cabbage and I'm so raw</p><p>And if time is money, you have no clocks</p><p>And any folk caught within close proximity's gettin' cold-cocked</p><p>My enemies, I'm a chimney, give me the smoke, opps</p><p>And R.I.P. to King Von, and it don't stop, and I know not</p><p>What the fuck you say? I told y'all, it ain't me, it's my alter ego's fault</p><p>But if y'all wanna cancel me, no prob</p><p>I'll tell you the same thing I told Paul (Woo)</p><p><br /></p><p>I can't understand a word you say (I'm tone-deaf)</p><p>I think this way I prefer to stay (I'm tone-deaf)</p><p>I won't stop even when my hair turns grey (I'm tone-deaf)</p><p>'Cause they won't stop until they cancel me (I'm tone-deaf)</p>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-50822062205314889192023-11-02T20:47:00.005-07:002023-11-02T20:47:52.305-07:00Book Of Rhymes lyrics - eminem (feat. DJ Premier)<p> I don't smile, I don't frown, get too up or get too down (Nah)</p><p>I was here, so were you, you came and went, I stuck around (Yeah)</p><p>Still here now, stop me how? Your opinion's like a broken calculator</p><p>That shit doesn't count</p><p>Shut your motherfuckin' mouth</p><p><br /></p><p>I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (My book of rhymes)</p><p>Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had</p><p>I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (My book of rhymes)</p><p>Get 'em all off my pad (Yeah), every thought that I had</p><p><br /></p><p>Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, I'm in my bag (My bag)</p><p>Get a little teste when I'm mad (I'm mad), sick of wrestling this iPad (iPad)</p><p>Unsuccessfully, I might add</p><p>And I know it's best to leave it lie</p><p>But even I get obsessed with reading everything</p><p>And let it get the best of me 'til I snap ('Til I snap)</p><p>But I need to get off the internet (Get off the internet)</p><p>I need to get on the mic (Get on the mic)</p><p>You need to get off the internet (Internet)</p><p>You need to get you a life</p><p>Why you waste time just to comment on shit? (Comment on shit)</p><p>Especially shit you don't like (Shit you don't like)</p><p>Don't like it, don't listen, but don't tell me 'bout your favorite rapper rippin' some shit he didn't write (Shit he didn't write)</p><p>What happened to Slim? He was no cap with the pen</p><p>He used to rap like the people his music was for</p><p>He was exactly like them</p><p>The dude who used to be poor, why can't he tap into him?</p><p>Can't use that excuse anymore</p><p>He's mad at the wind, he's in a nuclear war</p><p>With a cloud, he's yellin' at it again</p><p>I talked to your mother, she told me she loved me</p><p>All she wanna do is just hold me and hug me</p><p>Wants nobody but me, she showed me the Dougie</p><p>Can I get a witness like notary public? (Preach)</p><p>She said, "Kick some fly shit" (Fly shit)</p><p>I said, "I got wings on my ass" (Wings on my ass)</p><p>Told her my dick's a cockpit (Dick's a cockpit)</p><p>I fly by the seat of my pants (Seat of my pants)</p><p>Sinful thoughts, this beat is crazy, this shit's retarded</p><p>This instru's mental (This instru's mental) to mini-bars, incidental charges</p><p>When did it start? I been cold-hearted in this heart since kindergarten</p><p>Mental sharpness which makes Slim a walking dentist office, bitch, I invented flossin'</p><p>Yeah, I used to wonder (I used to wonder) where my next meal's gonna come from (Meal's gonna come from)</p><p>Now, I just wonder (Now I just wonder) where my next mill's gonna come from (Mill's gonna come from)</p><p>I cannot have no success (Have no success), unless when I finally make it (Finally make it)</p><p>I get to remind all the haters (Remind all the haters) who shitted on me when I'm on my way up (I'm on my way)</p><p>My floor is y'all fool's ceilings</p><p>If I was you, I would step or find yourself twisted</p><p>That's how you'll wind up like spiral stairs</p><p>I will swear on a stack of Bibles</p><p>I will tear new behinds out of rivals, even your idols, I don't care</p><p>It's Music to Be Murdered By, so Bon Iver can swallow a fuckin' Ja Rule bobblehead</p><p>And die slow like Alzheimer's (Ha-ha)</p><p>Lone sniper, I hold a microphone like a loaded rifle</p><p>My dome's brighter, all I spit from my skull's fire</p><p>All that's missing's a motorcycle with the chrome wires, spoke tires</p><p>And y'all are flow biters, so I don't gotta</p><p>Explain why they call me your ghostwriter</p><p><br /></p><p>I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (My book of rhymes)</p><p>Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had</p><p>I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (My book of rhymes)</p><p>Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had (Illa)</p><p><br /></p><p>Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, it's in my bag</p><p>I tend to get a little testy when I'm mad</p><p>But gift of gab and pen to pad turn temper tantrums into anthems</p><p>Put lips to ass and kiss the cracks, spit your damnedest</p><p>You're still gonna hit the canvas</p><p>Rippin' rappers, veterans to whippersnappers</p><p>Mr. Mathers is killin' this shit, villainous wit with scant less</p><p>Syllables rip the planet, biblical shit's fittin' to hit the fan</p><p>Anybody wanna go tit for tat's gonna get hit with that</p><p>Then the amygdala hippocampus is gonna trigger the ignoramus</p><p>To think of the most ridiculous shit to spit then</p><p>Pit it against these pitiful rappers</p><p>Insidious, these idiots wittiest shit against me shitty as MC Hammer's</p><p>Get your whole squad, send a task force in</p><p>If you want it, you're 'bout to get what you asked for then</p><p>Put your helmet on, strap your chin</p><p>You're 'bout to get you a crash course in</p><p>Who not to start a motherfuckin' rap war with</p><p>Or to go against, fuck would you wanna do that for?</p><p>No offense, but are you retards slow or dense?</p><p>A fuckin' penny has more sense</p><p>Yeah, now you gotta get killed, but it's not a big deal, but every thought is so ill</p><p>And so methodical, thought I swallowed a pill</p><p>I'm starting to feel like I'm an automobile</p><p>With Barnacle Bill inside the car at the wheel</p><p>Inside a carnival, 'cause I'm plowin' into everyone who wrote snidey articles</p><p>And that explains why the fuck you clowns are all in my grill</p><p>Joy and pain, fortune, fame, torture, shame, choice I made</p><p>Swore someday the world would pay less to lose, more to gain, daughters raised</p><p>Yesterday, glory days, adored and praised, ignored the hate</p><p>Addressed the fake, toured with Dre, tore a page from Jordan came</p><p>Destroyed the game before you came, enjoy your stay</p><p>Before it's gone away, but the more you claim that you're gonna point and aim</p><p>If it joined a gang, your shit isn't going to bang</p><p>You're just boring, lame and more of the same</p><p>You have an enormous chain, but a stormless brain</p><p>The most you can form is rain</p><p>Your shit is pointless, same as a scoreless game</p><p>So, bitch, quit lyin', you're denyin' like Mr. Porter's name</p><p>Borderline bipolar disorder since my stroller</p><p>Eyes rollin' back in my skull like Eli Porter</p><p>Fire mortar (Brr) rounds, Ayatollah, every iota I load up</p><p>I owe to my motor mouth</p><p>This is my note to self</p><p>Sometimes you're gonna bomb</p><p>So you just might have to blow yourself up with no one's help</p><p>I just wrote it down in my book of rhymes</p><p>Preemo, take us out</p><p><br /></p><p>Writin' in my book of rhymes</p><p>My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes</p><p>I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside</p><p>Writin' in my book of rhymes</p><p>My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes</p><p>I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside</p>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-10002860149431577402023-11-02T20:47:00.001-07:002023-11-02T20:47:09.491-07:00Favorite Bitch lyrics - eminem (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)<p>Nah, for real, you know what I'm sayin'? Like</p><p>Like music's my first love, right?</p><p>But what it turned into is like</p><p>You know, these, these cats got it now, she just like a ho</p><p>(They ain't doin' it now to make music)</p><p>You know what I mean? (Yeah)</p><p>It's not real (Yeah)</p><p>Switched it up, then everybody</p><p>Done changed the shit on that damn</p><p>Yeah, everybody done ran through it</p><p>Mumble rappin'</p><p>Ain't no more substance in shit</p><p>Right, right</p><p>They don't treat it the way it needs to be treated</p><p>I kinda want that old thing back</p><p><br /></p><p>Yeah, I was young, I was hungry</p><p>I was chasin' the bag at twenty-one, I was lucky</p><p>To find an uneaten fucking (What?) honeybun I forgot about</p><p>Now I got money falling out, fifties, hundreds, and twenties (Twenties)</p><p>And I know nothing is funny 'bout the Manchester bombing</p><p>But we got something in common (What?), both of us are alarming</p><p>Foul, disgusting, and awful (Yeah), so repugnant and ugly (Yup)</p><p>I could give the Boston Marathon a run for its money, yeah</p><p>And you could say I'm a little bit immature</p><p>But this type of literature got me a little richer</p><p>But I get insecure when them other dudes hit on you, girl</p><p>You're letting 'em fiddle with your clitoris</p><p>Remember you were my fucking...</p><p><br /></p><p>You used to be my favorite bitch</p><p>Things'll never be the same, ain't it funny how you changed</p><p>Up and flipped the script?</p><p>You done let a bunch of lames fall through and complain</p><p>That I can't permit</p><p>You ain't have to do it like that, told you I'll be right back</p><p>Look what you did, I need a new chick</p><p>Like the music, I had to bounce on my favorite bitch</p><p><br /></p><p>Always hated my smile</p><p>Mama told me it's goofy</p><p>I'd get picked on at school</p><p>Come home and she'd school me</p><p>She never sugarcoated it to me</p><p>She said if I wasn't so stupid and ugly, I wouldn't always get bullied (True)</p><p>I think of my struggles (Yeah) and get emotional</p><p>Could be 'cause how behind the eight-ball and far in the hole that they put me</p><p>Now I'm on a roll like a Tootsie (Yeah)</p><p>I'm just trollin' you pussies</p><p>But I'm like a stroller 'cause you'll see just how I roll if you push me</p><p>But that's what I do this music for</p><p>When I was goin' through some of the hardest times, I drew from her</p><p>But she's like the devil 'cause I just can't let loose of her</p><p>Plus the thought of losin' her makes me wanna just let loose on her</p><p>Then I hit the studio, tryna rendezvous with her</p><p>Tell her, "It's a butt-dial girl," yeah, booty call (Haha)</p><p>That's how it used to be, 'cause you and me, we ruled the world</p><p>And we made Curtis blow (Fifty)</p><p>Fuck, I miss them days</p><p><br /></p><p>You used to be my favorite bitch</p><p>Things'll never be the same, ain't it funny how you changed</p><p>Up and flipped the script?</p><p>You done let a bunch of lames fall through and complain</p><p>That I can't permit</p><p>You ain't have to do it like that, told you I'll be right back</p><p>Look what you did, I need a new chick</p><p>Like the music, I had to bounce on my favorite bitch</p><p><br /></p><p>You fuckin' leavin' me, bitch?</p><p>I don't think so, sit your motherfuckin' ass down</p><p>I swear to God, you run to that door</p><p>I'ma put one in the back of your fuckin' head</p><p>I'ma ask you this one time</p><p>The answer better be, "Yes"</p><p><br /></p><p>Would you marry me again?</p><p>Now that everything is changed (Yeah)</p><p>It'll never be the same (Nah)</p><p>As the era whence we came (Who?)</p><p>From Nas to Pac, Rak' (Yeah), Eric B. and Kane (I know)</p><p>But I know a few from this era that are lyrically insane</p><p>And although most are never gonna hit the level Cole or Weezy at</p><p>Or be emotionally attached to Yo! MTV Raps (Yeah)</p><p>Runnin' home from school to catch an episode</p><p>The feeling that it gave you to rip the plastic off the tape</p><p>You hold and peel it back, yeah</p><p>Tear it off, then play it (What?)</p><p>I swear to God, four o'clock</p><p>We'd crowd around the TV, Butter in his underwear and socks</p><p>When Nani was Kon Artis (Yeah) and Proof had his hair in locs (Doody)</p><p>Yeah, back when Flavor Flav had us wearing clocks</p><p>(Back when) Back when Ed Lover (Yeah)</p><p>When there was two Dr. Dre's, that's a paradox (Pair of Docs)</p><p>But I never thought I'd get so jealous</p><p>At the thought of letting you go psychologically</p><p>It's gonna bother me, my eyes are already watery</p><p>Part of me don't wanna stop (Yeah) 'til I get you back</p><p>'Cause I gotta put the work in and tell you I'm never givin' this up</p><p>Other part wants to tell you just to get fucked</p><p>Go back to whatever dick that you sucked (Ah)</p><p>Get back together with them, you slut</p><p>Givin' up the vagina like a trip to the gynecologist</p><p>When I helped you become bigger than you were</p><p>But I guess that it slipped your mind, you must be biding your time</p><p>Looking for someone to come along that'll make you feel like I did back when you were mine, huh? (Damn)</p><p>But truthfully, it was never really you and me exclusively</p><p>And there's too many new MC's you can choose between</p><p>But no matter how many motherfuckers ran through</p><p>Bet they can't do it like me</p><p>But I can't keep burnin' the candle at both ends</p><p>And I can't handle it when I leave and you find another one</p><p>Now I gotta take this beat and dismantle it</p><p>I won't grieve when I kill you</p><p>But if I can't have you, bitch, nobody can</p><p>Hear me? I used to be your favorite, bitch </p>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-80489021107257284182023-11-02T20:46:00.004-07:002023-11-02T20:46:36.330-07:00Guns Blazing lyrics - eminem (feat. Dr. Dre & Sly Pyper)<p> It's time to face the music</p><p>A stay of execution</p><p>No more distribution</p><p>(The fuck you doin'?)</p><p><br /></p><p>You did this to me</p><p>I'm right back on my bullshit, right back out on these streets</p><p>Just remember that you did this to yourself (Yeah, you did it to yourself)</p><p>Now you gotta suffer the consequences</p><p>Back up to bat and swingin' for the fences (Remember that)</p><p><br /></p><p>Let's make one thing clear (Here), here, my dear</p><p>My resolute for this year</p><p>No pollution, fresh air</p><p>My solution, long hair with a fat ass, I'm deadass</p><p>Mile high club 'til I jet lag</p><p>Rothstein flow, Casino</p><p>And you're just like Ginger, we know</p><p>Single negro, I don't need your (Double standards and hypocrisy)</p><p>And that fake handholdin' on Father's Day</p><p>You a different motherfucker when you're not with me</p><p>Been sleepin' with the enemy, mockery</p><p>It's like I'm John F. Kennedy, shots at me</p><p>Yes, I'm president of debauchery</p><p>None of that bullshit ever got to me</p><p>'Cause your pillow Brillo, ditto</p><p>Breakin' this shit down little by little</p><p>I ain't got time for the fuckin' pom-poms</p><p>Shoulda never let this dog out of that kennel</p><p><br /></p><p>Wastin' time, debatin' 'bout</p><p>Who I'm with when I'm not around</p><p>Just don't forget who you fuckin' wit'</p><p>When steppin' on hallowed ground</p><p><br /></p><p>('Cause) You did this to me (Yeah, I'm)</p><p>Right back on my bullshit, right back out on these streets</p><p>Just remember that you did this to yourself (Yeah, you did it to yourself)</p><p>But now you gotta suffer the consequences</p><p>(And "sorry" isn't gonna help, nah)</p><p><br /></p><p>How many times have I got burnt and tried to act like I'm not hurt? (What?)</p><p>Or take you back and we not work, like clockwork</p><p>This shit is agony, you're draggin' me, Glocks burst</p><p>Just remember, you drawed first</p><p>You ain't toe taggin' me, ho-bag, any blowback, you deserve</p><p>Get the bozack, bitch (Yeah), my soul's blackening</p><p>So actually, this could've been a lot worse (Why?)</p><p>I could've name-dropped you in my verse (Yeah)</p><p>But out of respect for your daughter</p><p>I won't blow your spot up 'cause your toddler</p><p>Does not deserve to get caught up in our dirt (Damn)</p><p>And good luck with the father</p><p>Bitch, you're stuck with him now, ah-fuckin'-ha</p><p>Word to the doctor, these are wounds you cannot nurse</p><p>Hope it's drivin' you bonkers that I'm not yours (Oh no, woo)</p><p>Guess I must've got wise, you are not sly</p><p>Just 'cause you can make up an on-the-spot lie</p><p>I'm comin' out, guns blazin', shots fired</p><p>Hand sani', I'm cutting off ties</p><p>Bitch, everything you own's in a box, bye</p><p>Guess it's back to the trailer and pot pies</p><p>Hope I pull up to the window at Popeyes</p><p>One day and you'll be servin' me hot fries 'cause (You did this to me)</p><p>Taste of your own medicine</p><p>You shedded skin, yeah, you reptilian bitch</p><p>Off of your knees (Yeah), beggin' for forgiveness</p><p>Yeah, look at you, marry him again, bitch</p><p>You ain't Em's bitch, you're just regular him's bitch</p><p>We will never be together again, ever</p><p>And when you're in bed with him and you wish you was with me</p><p>Just remember that</p><p><br /></p><p>You did this to me (Yeah, now)</p><p>I'm right back on my bullshit, right back out on these streets (Look what you did)</p><p>Just remember that you did this to yourself (Yeah, you did it to yourself)</p><p>But now you gotta suffer the consequences</p><p>(And "sorry" isn't gonna help)</p><p>Remember that (Michelle) you did this to me (Yeah)</p><p>I'm right back on my bullshit, right back out on these streets (Fuck around and make you famous)</p><p>Just remember that you did this to yourself (Yeah, you did it to yourself)</p><p>But now you gotta suffer the consequences (Oh no)</p><p>(So when I'm hittin' someone else and you're)</p><p><br /></p><p>Wastin' time, debatin' 'bout</p><p>Who I'm with when I'm not around</p><p>Just don't forget who you fuckin' wit'</p><p>When steppin' on hallowed ground</p>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-50898826416313336042023-11-02T20:46:00.000-07:002023-11-02T20:46:03.768-07:00Gnat lyrics - eminem<p> Yeah, yeah, sick</p><p>(d.a. got that dope)</p><p><br /></p><p>They say these bars are like COVID (Bars are like COVID)</p><p>You get 'em right off the bat (You get 'em right off the bat)</p><p>Infected with SARS and Corona (Infected with SARS and Corona)</p><p>Like you took a bite off of that (Damn)</p><p>And it goes from martian to human (Yeah)</p><p>That's how the virus attacks (That's how the virus attacks)</p><p>They come at me with machine guns (Brr)</p><p>Like trying to fight off a gnat</p><p><br /></p><p>Still stackin' my chips, hoes, higher than Shaq on his tiptoes</p><p>Atop the Empire State Buildin', this shit is like child's play, children</p><p>I will anni-nihilate, kill them, I'll fuck around and pile eight million</p><p>Dead little juveniles, wait, chill, then, I'll await my trial date 'til then</p><p>Ain't nothin' you say can ever trump (Nah), mic, pencil get killed (Yeah)</p><p>If you're hypersensitive, I wasn't referencin' the vice president, chill (Chill)</p><p>I mean my penmanship at times tends to get ill, violence but with skill</p><p>That's why I hence when I write ends up with the mic and pencil gettin' killed (Yeah, hold up)</p><p>And I'm still ride or die for the squad (Yeah)</p><p>So you know which side that I'm on</p><p>If a battle line's ever drawn, but if I get involved</p><p>It'll be like K9's in a brawl</p><p>But not similar to Mike Vick at all</p><p>'Cause even if I don't have a dog in the fight</p><p>They ain't never gonna get rid of the fight in the dog</p><p>Got stripes like a tiger, so you might get mauled, a mic in the palms</p><p>Like claws, I can swing right for your jaw and rip it off with one swipe of the paw</p><p>Bitch, you still on my dick or naw? (Naw)</p><p>If I suck, your wife is a straw (Straw)</p><p>I'm sick and I'm not gonna cover my mouth next time that I cough 'cause</p><p><br /></p><p>They say these bars are like COVID (Bars are like COVID)</p><p>You get 'em right off the bat (You get 'em right off the bat)</p><p>Infected with SARS and Corona (Infected with SARS and Corona)</p><p>Like you took a bite off of that (Damn)</p><p>And it goes from martian to human (Yeah)</p><p>That's how the virus attacks (That's how the virus attacks)</p><p>They come at me with machine guns (Brr)</p><p>Like trying to fight off a gnat (Yeah, yeah)</p><p><br /></p><p>And d.a. got that dope he sends to me (Uh-huh)</p><p>It's like pneumonia symptoms and contracting COVID instantly</p><p>Which is what separates my flow from theirs, so that no one gets even close to this to pose a risk to me</p><p>So vocalistically (What?), that's social distancing (Yeah)</p><p>Flow going viral, you best stay strapped</p><p>With that Lysol and get way back</p><p>Get that Pine-Sol and that Ajax</p><p>'Cause this dry cough is just like football umpires callin' a playback</p><p>Bitch, back the fuck up like fifteen yards, these rhymes call for a face mask (Face mask)</p><p>'Nother fourteen-day quarantine, they're cordoning off everything</p><p>This shit lookin' like a horror scene, like me metaphorically (Damn)</p><p>'Cause them stay-at-home orders seem like they just keep getting more extreme</p><p>Who knows when this nightmare will end (Marilyn)? Like Monroe, Norma Jean</p><p>Still got that heroin lyrical drip with that morphine and that Thorazine</p><p>'Cause I'm so fuckin' dope (Dope) and you're a fiend</p><p>And that's the one thing that hasn't changed (Nope), for some semblance of normalcy</p><p>But I might need that Hydrochloroquine 'cause I got that (Yeah)</p><p>The Dark Horse, I'm a knight-mare</p><p>Mom fed me Valium like air</p><p>Thought that's why they called it a high chair (Woah)</p><p>I got a contact like eyewear</p><p>Woah, wait a minute, bitch, let me lie here</p><p>20/20 hindsight in my side mirror</p><p>Every year, you drop the ball like Times Square</p><p>My hair trigger whenever I get an idea</p><p>Fuck, now my name rings out like a sponge mop</p><p>And my drip was a drop</p><p>In the bucket, so that gun shot</p><p>You just heard just now in that one spot</p><p>Just came from the nine mil' that I just got</p><p>That's big bucks and I got a full money clip and I'm loaded</p><p>I ain't even mean to go the fuck off</p><p>I'm still totally inappropriate with an opiate</p><p>Groping it while I'm holding it like a trophy</p><p>I'm hoping a little codeine'll get me OD'in'</p><p>Woah, everything is slow, I begin to floating</p><p>I know that I'm getting loaded, the pen exploded</p><p>Hiroshima with the flows, a utopia</p><p>With the dope, I'm an OG, I'm like the G.O.A.T.</p><p>Here to get your goat little bit of sodium, it's assault (A salt)</p><p>When I'm at the podium, at your throat, holy camoly</p><p>I'm in the zone with the shit I'm on</p><p>Get Imodium and a commode because nobody's even close</p><p>You're petroleum to plutonium, you're a phony</p><p>I'm at the crib with your ho, got her at the pole like voting with no clothing</p><p>Stripped down to a toe ring and here we go with the gloating</p><p>I've got my nose in the air like a Boeing</p><p>Then I got into a little bit of an argument with her</p><p>So I took a little lick of a Klonopin at dinner</p><p>Then I hit her with the motherfucking ottoman and bit her</p><p>Then I shot her in the liver, delivered her to the bottom of the river</p><p>But I'm probably gon' jump in the water with her</p><p>With a wad of money 'cause I got a lot of it</p><p>And when it come to drippin', I be soppin' like a hundred mile an hour</p><p>Never runnin' out of either one of 'em, I gotta get it 'cause</p><p><br /></p><p>They say these bars are like COVID (Bars are like COVID)</p><p>You get 'em right off the bat (You get 'em right off the bat)</p><p>Infected with SARS and Corona (Infected with SARS and Corona)</p><p>Like you took a bite off of that (Damn)</p><p>And it goes from martian to human (Yeah)</p><p>That's how the virus attacks (That's how the virus attacks)</p><p>They come at me with machine guns (Brr)</p><p>It's like trying to fight off a gnat (Fight off a gnat)</p>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129287672195720156.post-14772694906924966852023-11-02T20:45:00.003-07:002023-11-02T20:45:36.279-07:00Higher lyrics - eminem<p> Yeah</p><p>You know, I've been around for a while now</p><p>Not sure if I have much left to prove</p><p>Yeah I do, haha</p><p><br /></p><p>I look at me now, I'm thinkin, "Damn"</p><p>How proud of me I am</p><p>What I did is nothin' to sneeze at</p><p>Even if your allergies are bad</p><p>I'm up in a balcony in France</p><p>I look around, I see the fans</p><p>How they surround me in the stands</p><p>Probably could drown in a sea of hands</p><p>They're hollerin', "Shady" ("Shady")</p><p>Yelling it out to me and that's what I mean when I say</p><p>That one day someway, somehow, if I get the chance to get a crowd</p><p>I'd flip it around and have a crowd give me the chants</p><p>(I've done it all, man)</p><p>But in actuality, I haven't, yet</p><p><br /></p><p>Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey</p><p>Really I have no idea (All)</p><p>All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)</p><p>I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been (My only question is)</p><p>Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey</p><p>Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)</p><p>All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)</p><p>I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been</p><p><br /></p><p>Got no time for no haters in this bitch</p><p>Or toleration for this shit</p><p>But like medication, my dedication</p><p>And the time it takes to do this shit</p><p>Reminds me of how an overcrowded hospital waiting room'll get</p><p>What I mean is maybe I have more patience (patients) than I'm able to admit</p><p>Yeah, but I'm still mentally stable as a three-legged table in this bitch</p><p>Fame was a switch, but I was grateful to trade this shit for the trailer with a hitch</p><p>That it would make me a raving lunatic</p><p>But I made it through my situation, I hit pay dirt</p><p>Now I get paper like a stapler in this bitch</p><p>But just 'cause I made a little bit of change</p><p>Don't mean I've changed a little bit</p><p>Brain full of wit, dangerous, can't extinguish this English language when it's lit</p><p>And I'm just berating you with it, it's Shady 'til I'm eighty-two</p><p>I'll spit this crazy, even Dre, he knows (nose) I'ma blow</p><p>Better get the handkerchief again, haha</p><p><br /></p><p>Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey</p><p>Really I have no idea (All)</p><p>All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)</p><p>I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been (Know I talk about this shit a lot, my only question is)</p><p>Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey</p><p>Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)</p><p>All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)</p><p>I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been</p><p><br /></p><p>Oh, now what am I gonna do?</p><p>Can't nothing hold me, I'm on the loose</p><p>Born a winner, damn, it's so hard to lose</p><p>I can do it even when I'm tryin' to</p><p>When my record flops, it still go through the roof</p><p>This atmosphere's for a chosen few</p><p>Who was on they grind makin' money moves</p><p>And you ain't gon' get there if you watered-down</p><p>You gotta take shots with a hundred proof (Check it out)</p><p><br /></p><p>Been in survival mode</p><p>Since a five year old, it was I alone</p><p>Since my trike was stole, spiral notebook and microphone</p><p>But lookin' back how bad it was then</p><p>If it hadn't been for the pad and the pen</p><p>Addict mom and deadbeat dad</p><p>I wouldn't have had the savage within havin' to win</p><p>Every single battle I'm in</p><p>All I ever wanted was to be an emcee</p><p>Tediously I wrote obediently, believing in me</p><p>EPMD must've had teachin' degrees</p><p>Learned to defeat enemies with the ink, thinkin' of these rhymes</p><p>Would be as Eazy as E</p><p>And graffiti would be like remedial readin' to me (Yeah)</p><p>'Til my last breath leaves my lungs</p><p>I'ma beat my drum (Yeah) for the streets I'm from (Yeah)</p><p>The East side slums (Yeah), gotta remind 'em (Yeah)</p><p>I'll take a foe out (Yeah), like fee-fi-fum</p><p>You see my finger (What?), you see my thumb (What?)</p><p>You see my fist, fuck a peace pipe, I'm (What?)</p><p>Here for the smoke but it's not the weed I want (What?)</p><p>With this beat I brung for the beef I've come (Woo)</p><p>But you better bring it if you wanna reply from</p><p>'Cause for you to be lyrically inclined, it'd be a steep climb up</p><p>That'll be an uphill battle</p><p>But I'm up like your feet in a recliner</p><p>And I think I'm about to go out on a limb like a tree climber</p><p>Time to push my ceiling higher 'cause</p><p><br /></p><p>Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey</p><p>Really I have no idea (All)</p><p>All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)</p><p>I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been (For the last time, my only question is)</p><p>Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey</p><p>Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)</p><p>All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)</p><p>I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been (Damn)</p>andrecollisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690196830770162417noreply@blogger.com0