So Far... lyrics - Eminem

[Intro:]

I own a mansion, but live in a house

A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch

I'm Mr.Brightside, glass is half full

But my tank is half empty, gasket just blew

[Verse 1:]

This always happens, 30 minutes from home

Gotta lay a log cabin and only option I have is McDonald's bathroom

In a public stall dropping a football

So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden

''Shady, what up?''- What? Come on, man, I'm crapping

And you're asking me for my got damn autograph on a napkin?

Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue

Yeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then

''Thanks, dawg, name's Todd, a big fan''

I wiped my ass with it, crumbled it up in a wad and threw it back and

Told him ''Todd, you're the shit'' when does all of this crap end?

Can't park my ass without causing an accident

Puff my gas, cut my grass, can't take out the fucking trash

Without someone passing through my sub harassing

I'd count my blessings, but I suck at math

I'd rather wallow then bass suffering from succotash

But the antacid is my stomach gas

I mix my corn with my fucking mash

Potato, so what, ho, kiss my country bumpkin ass

Missouri Southern roots, what the fuck is upperclass

Call lunch dinner, call dinner supper

Tupperware in a covered plastic wear up the ass

Stuck in the past, iPod, what the fuck is that?

B-boy to the core, mule, I'm a stubborn ass

[Hook:]

Maybe that's why I feel so strange

Got it all, but I still won't change

Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit

It's the motivation that keeps me going

This is the inspiration I need

I can never turn my back on a city that made me

(Life's been good to me so far)

[Verse 2:]

They call me classless, I heard that, I second and third that

Don't know what the fuck I would doing if it weren't rap

Probably be a giant turd-sack

But I blew, never turned back

Turned 40 and still sag

Teenagers act more fucking mature, Jack

Fuck you gonna say to me?

I leave on my own terms, asshole, I'm going berzerk

My nerves are bad, but I love the perks my work has

I get to meet famous people, look at her, dag

Her nylons ran, her skirt snag

And I heard she drag-races, *burp* swag

Fucking my Hanes shirt tag

You're Danica Patrick (yeah) work, skag

We'd be the perfect match

Cause you're a vacuum, I'm a dirtbag

My apologies, no disrespect to technology

But what the heck is all of these buttons?

You expect me to sit here and learn that?

Fuck I gotta do to hear this new song from Luda?

Be an expert at computers?

I'd rather be an encyclopedia Britannica, hell with a Playstation

I'm still on my first manual from Zelda

Nintendo, bitch, run, jump, punch, stab and I melt the

Mozzarella on my spaghetti, put in on bread

Make a sandwich with welch's and belch

They say this spray butter is bad for my health, but

I think there's more white trash from the trailer

Jed Clampett, Redd Sanford welfare mentality helps to

Keep me grounded, that's why I never take full advantage of wealth, I

Managed to dwell within these parameters

Still cramming the shelves full of hamburger helper

I can't even help it, this is the hand I was dealt to

Creature of habit, feel like I'm trapped in an animal shelter

With all these pet peeves

God dammit to hell, I can't stand all these kids with their camera cellphones

I can't go anywhere, I get so mad I can yell, the

Other day someone got little elaborate and stuck a fucking dead cat in my mailbox

Went to Burger King, they spit on my onion rings

I think my karma is catching up with me

[Hook]

[Bridge:]

Got friends on facebook, all over the world

Not sure what that means, they tell me it's good

So I'm artist of the decade, I even got a plaque

I'd hang it up, but the frame is all cracked

[Verse 3:]

I'm trying to be lowkey, hopefully nobody notices me

In produce hunched over, giant nosebleed

Over stop as I mosey over to the frozen aisle

By the frozen yogurt this guy approached me

Embarrassed, I just did Comerica with Hova

Show's over, I'm hiding in Kroeger buying groceries

He just had front row seats, told me to sign this poster

Then insults me "wow, up close didn't know you had crow's feet"

I'm at a crossroad lost till shopping at Costco

Sloppy Joe's, buck waffles

Got caught picking my nose, ah

Look over see these two hot hoes

Finger still up in one of my nostrils

Right next to 'em stuck at the light

This fucking shit is taking forever to change

I'm stuck, these bitches are loving it rubbing it in

Chuckling, couldn't do nothing, play it off

''What you bumping? Trunk Muzik? Yelawolf's better'', fucking bitch

They want me to flip at the label, but I won't succumb to it

The pressure, they want me to follow up with another one after Recovery

Was so highly coveted, but what good is a fucking recovery if I fumble it?

Cause I'mma drop the ball if I don't get a grip

Hopping on shrubbery on you sons of bitches

Wrong subdivison to fuck with, bitch

Quit snapping fucking pictures of my kids

I love my titty, but you push me to my limit, what a pity

The shit I complain about

It's like there ain't a cloud in the sky and it's raining out

Kool Aid stain on the couch, I'd never get it out

Bitch, I got an elevator in my house

Ants and a mouse, I'm living the dream

[Hook]

Love Game lyrics - Eminem (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

[Verse 1: Eminem]

Somethin's burnin', I can't figure out what

It's either lust or a cloud of dust

Judgement is clouded, must just be the powder from the power of love

But I'm in somethin' I don't know how to get out of

Left my girl in the house alone

Is that my soon to be spouse’s moan

And the further I walked allowed her

I paused for a minute to make something, that's what I heard

Cuz after all this is her place

So I gave her the benefit of the doubt

Think I might be about Busta Busta

The thought's so scary, yo that it hurts, brace

Hope it ain't, there we go, yo

Cause my head already goes to worst case scenario, though, in the first place

But you confirmed my low end theory, though

Should've known when I made it all the way to third base

And that was only the first date, coulda made it to home plate

But you slid straight for the dome and dove face first

No, you don't, under, stand, I, don't, do this for

Anyone, ever, Yeah that ain't what they all say

I'll say it, you can suck a softball through a straw, used to be my fiance

'Til you sucked on Wayne, Andre, and Kanye

Lebron, Akon, Jay, Lil Jon, Raekwon, Ma$e

Polow Tha Don, Drake, Dante Ross, James Conway, Kwame

Guess I'm gettin my goddamn Jigga on

Cause your name, I'm beyond sayin'

But fuck it, I'm movin' on, you women are all cray

But I'll probably always keep on playin' the game of

[Bridge: Sample]

Love, love, love, love

L-l, l-l-l-love

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]

She doesn't love me, no she don't love me no more

She hates my company, yeah she don't love me no more

I tried to get her up out of my head as my bags hit the door

She screamed she loves me like she never did before

And I told her go where you want

And go do what you want to do. I don't care

[x2]

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]

I told that bitch

I'm a sucker for love, you're a sucker for dick

Suckin' dick in your momma's tub 'til your granny walked in

Told the stupid nigga to duck under the water, he drowned

Like an abortion, they booked you for manslaughter, you beat the case and I called you

"Sherane is not available now leave a message at the tone

And Kendrick don't forget to buy two pair of those

Expensive heels, you little fuckin' ferris wheel

Fuckin' spendin' on me, fuck you think we gon' get married still?

Fuckin' Mary had a little lamb, this ain't no fairy tale

Fairy godmomma better tell you how I fuckin' feel

Like you should fuckin' beat it or fuckin' eat it while I'm on my period

Now have a blessed day"

Bitch you serious? I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious

Why you ain't fuckin' with me, you cut me up, a Caesarean

You know I want you bad as a Benjamin, I'm delirious

I want you bad as the head shattered on George Zimmerman

After the dillinger hit'em diligently and killin' him

His mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblem

That's analogy and metaphor for yah

I should win a medal for all the ways I adore yah

This is me talkin' poetry, yeah I got some home trainin'

That ain't what you like, ain't it? What about if I was famous

As Marshall, would you give fellatio in the carpool

Cops pull us over, they just wanna know if you gargle, singin'

I hope she's good enough, meanwhile you're chasin' her

Chlamydia couldn't even get rid of her

Pity the fool that pity the fool in me, I'mma live with the game of

[Bridge: Sample]

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]

[Verse 3: Eminem]

So needless to say I'm feeling betrayed

Snatched my housekey off my keychain

She jumped off, Wee-Bey from The Wire, escape

Now she's chasin' me with a cheese grater

Here goes that broken record, cliche, it's all my fault anyway

She's turnin' the tables, I'm a beat-break

Treats my face like seratos, she cuts and scratches like a DJ

Each day is an instant replay

They sayin' we display cinethematic abatic behavior

Back together but forgot today was her b-day, cut me off on the freeway

Simple misunderstandin' but just as I went to slam on the brakes

Then I realized that she may be as crazy as me, wait

Bitch cut my fuckin' brakeline, stepped on them fuckers 8 times

Still goin' 73, thank God there's an exit coming up

But them other F-U-C-K's all would of hit the off ramp

So I coast into a gosh damned aww hit a fuckin' tree

Now here she comes at full speed, she's racin' at me, okay you wanna fuck with me, eh?

Snatch the bitch out her car through the window, she screamin'

I body slam her onto the cement, until the concrete gave and created a sinkhole

Bury this stink ho in it, then payed to have the street re-paved

Fuck, woke up in a dream state in a cold sweat like I got hit with a freeze ray durin' a heat wave

Guess I eventually caved though, cause she's layin' next to me in bed

Directly aimin' a gat at my head

Woke up again and jumped up like fuck it, I've had it, I'm checkin' into rehab

I confess I'm a static addict, I guess that's why I'm so clingy

Every girl I've ever had either says I got to much baggage

Or I'm just too dramatic

Man what the fuck is the matter? I'm just a fucking romantic

I fucking love you, you fucking bitch!

Combative, possessive, in fact last time I was mad at an ex

I actually set off a chain reaction, a tragic event

I said "hit the road" and after she left

I sent that bitch a text

I said "be careful driving, don't read this and have a accident"

She glanced to look at it and write, too bad

Thought we had a connect

No sense dwelling makes, never been a more compelling case

Than a model covered in L'Oreal and mace, who fell from grace

Eleven stories for story telling but the whore was yelling "rape"

So the vocal cords were swelling and her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spelling's face

Still they swarm the gates and my fans making stakes to greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace

Unless you're Andrea Yates, don't ask me for a date, don't be late

Well the sentiments great, but wait then there's been a mistake

You want an intimate date, I wanna intimidate

I have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly because of the game of

[Message sound]

Wait dinner at eight

I have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly because of the game of

[Outro]

Love, love, love, love

L-l, l-l-l-love

Headlights lyrics - Eminem (feat. Nate Ruess)

[Verse 1: Nate Ruess]

Mom, I know I let you down

And though you say the days are happy

Why is the power off, and I'm fucked up?

And, Mom, I know he's not around

But don't you place the blame on me

As you pour yourself another drink, yeah.

[Hook: Nate Ruess]

I guess we are who we are

Headlights shining in the dark night I drive on

Maybe we took this too far

[Verse 2: Eminem]

I went in headfirst

Never thinking about who what I said hurt, in what verse

My mom probably got it the worst

The brunt of it, but as stubborn as we are

Did I take it too far?

"Cleaning Out My Closet" and all them other songs

But regardless I don't hate you 'cause, Ma,

You're still beautiful to me, 'cause you're my mom

Though far be it for you to be calling, my house was Vietnam

Desert Storm and both of us put together can form an atomic bomb equivalent to Chemical warfare

And forever we can drag this on and on

But, agree to disagree

That gift from me up under the Christmas tree don't mean shit to me

You're kicking me out? It's 15 degrees and it's Christmas Eve (little prick just leave)

Ma, let me grab my fucking coat, anything to have each other's goats

Why we always at each other's throats?

Especially when dad, he fucked us both

We're in the same fucking boat, you'd think that it'd make us close (nope)

Further away it drove us, but together headlights shine, a car full of belongings

Still got a ways to go, back to grandma's house it's straight up the road

And I was the man of the house, the oldest, so my shoulders carried the weight of the load

Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old,

And that's when I realized you were sick and it wasn't fixable or changeable

And to this day we remained estranged and I hate it though, but

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Eminem]

'Cause to this day we remain estranged and I hate it though

'Cause you ain't even get to witness your grand babies grow

But I'm sorry, Mama, for "Cleaning Out My Closet", at the time I was angry

Rightfully maybe so, never meant that far to take it though,

'cause now I know it's not your fault, and I'm not making jokes

That song I no longer play at shows and I cringe every time it's on the radio

And I think of Nathan being placed in a home

And all the medicine you fed us

And how I just wanted you to taste your own,

But now the medications taken over

And your mental state's deteriorating slow

And I'm way too old to cry, that shit's painful though

But, Ma, I forgive you, so does Nathan, yo

All you did, all you said, you did your best to raise us both

Foster care, that cross you bear, few may be as heavy as yours

But I love you, Debbie Mathers, oh, what a tangled web we have,

'cause one thing I never asked was

Where the fuck my deadbeat dad was

Fuck it, I guess he had trouble keeping up with every address

But I'd have flipped every mattress, every rock and desert cactus

Own a collection of maps and followed my kids to the edge of the atlas

Someone ever moved them from me? That you coulda bet your asses

If I had to come down the chimney dressed as Santa, kidnap them

And although one has met their grandma once

You pulled up in our drive one night as we were leaving to get some hamburgers

Me, her and Nate, we introduced you, hugged you

And as you left I had this overwhelming sadness come over me

As we pulled off to go our separate paths,

And I saw your headlights as I looked back

And I'm mad I didn't get the chance to thank you for being my Mom and my Dad

So, Mom, please accept this as a tribute I wrote this on the jet

I guess I had to get this off my chest,

I hope I get the chance to lay it before I'm dead

The stewardess said to fasten my seatbelt, I guess we're crashing

So if I'm not dreaming, I hope you get this message that I'll always love you from afar

'Cause you're my mama...

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Nate Ruess]

I want a new life (start over)

One without a cause

So I'm coming home tonight

Well, no matter what the cost

And if the plane goes down

Or if the crew can't wake me up

Well, just know that I'm alright

I was not afraid to die

Oh, even if there's songs to sing

Well, my children will carry me

Just know that I'm alright

I was not afraid to die

Because I put my faith in my new girl

So I never say "Goodbye, cruel world."

Just know that I'm alright

I am not afraid to die

[Hook]

I want a new life

Evil Twin lyrics - Eminem

[Intro:]

Yeah, trying to figure out the difference

But I think.. I think the lines are starting to get blurry

[Verse 1:]

I'm in a strange place

I feel like Mase when he gave up the game for his faith

I feel like I'm caged in these chains and restraints

Grinning every stranger in the place while I gaze into space

Cause I'm mentally rearranging his face

I need a change of pace cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous

There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this angst

I done quit chicken heads in cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em

Cause that's where most of my anger is based

Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints

I just want to hurt you, aim for the skanks

Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's

I'm frustrated cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack

I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack

I'm going all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is

I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, bar fight

Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air

And bottles breaking, mirrors also

And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's full

You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah, Marshall

Oh my bad, slut

And next time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit

Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?

Smart ass, you lucky I don't tear it off you

And jump your bones, you sexy motherfucker

You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you au jus

Cause all you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo

Evil twin, take this beat now, it's on you"

I believe people can change, but only for the worse

I could've changed the world if it wasn't for this verse

So satanic Kmart chains panic

Cause they can't even spin back the curse words

Cause it works when they're reversed, motherfucker

And these kids are like parrots

They run around the house just like terrorists

Screaming "fuck, shit, fuck"

Adult with a child is like arrogance

Wild ever since the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that"

I'd rather be loud and I like swearing

From the first album even the gals were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"

But my fucking mouth was nightmare-ish

And from the start of it you felt like you were a part of this

And the opposition felt the opposite

Sometimes I listen and revisit them old albums

Often as I can and skim through all them bitches

To make sure I keep up with my competition

Hogger of beats, hoarder of rhymes

Borderline genius who's bored of his lines

And that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now

Feel like I might just strike first and ignore the replies

[Hook:]

This darkness comes in me

(Evil twin)

And comes again

That ain't me

He's just a friend who pops up now and again

So don't blame me, blame him

I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin

[Interlude:]

Welcome back to the land of the living, my friend

You have slept for quite some time

[Verse 2:]

So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber

Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica neither

Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than struck with the fever

Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Strength Tylenol 3’s

Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'

Bed-written and destined to never leave the

Bedroom ever again like the legend of Heather Ledger

My suicide notes, barely legible read the

Bottom, it's signed by The Joker

Lorraine said I never can leave her

She'd sever my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck that shit, bitch

Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be Jerry Mathers

I'd ever left it at beaver

Get them titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver

Golly-wally I bet he registered Jesus

Ever since 1-9-9-4-6 Dresden it was definite lean

My destiny went on the steps, I met Deshaun at Osborn

I'd never make it to sophomore

I just wanted to skip school and rap, used to mop floors

Flip burgers and wash dishes, but I wrote rhymes trying to get props for 'em

Cause I took book-smarts and swapped for 'em

They was sleeping, I made them stop snorin'

Made them break out the popcorn

Now I've been hip hop in its tip top form

Since N.W.A. was blaring through my car windows leaning on the horn

Screaming "fuck the police" like cop porn

Flipped rap on its ear like I dropped coin

Fuck top 5, bitch, I'm top 4

And that includes Biggie and Pac, whore

And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and that 4th spot's for?

And as crazy as I am I'm much tamer than him

And I'm nuts, then again who the fuck wants to plain Eminem?

But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)

Please come in, what was your name again?

Hi, faggot

Look who's back with a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up there

Two rabbits, a koala bear and a ball of hair

And you're all aware I ain't got it all upstairs

Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's just small up there

Peace to Whitney, geez, just hit me

That I should call the looney police to come get me

Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish somebody finally admit me

Into a mental hospital with Britney

Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho

Jose Baez couldn't beat this rap, OJ no

Hooray, I'm off the hook like Casey Anthony

Hey ho, hey ho

I sound like I'm trying to sing the chorus to fucking hip hop hooray

No, I'm hollering, you got bottom in like an a-hole

Eight and a base whether I'm fucking off that instead of your face, ho

Let your low hand raise, yo

Tango, what you think, ho?

Slow dancing in the bowling

You trying to hold hands with your homie?

What? You think I'm looking for romance cause I'm lonely?

Change that tune, you ain't got remote chance to control me

Ho, I'm only vulnerable when I got a boner

Superman tried to fuck me over, it won't hurt

Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't work

So are you, but you're broke cause you don't work

But all bullshit aside I hit a stride

Still Shady inside, hair every bit is dyed

As it used to be when I first introduced y'all to my skiddish side

And blamed it on him when they tried to criticize

Cause we are the same, bitch

Baby lyrics - Eminem

[Baby crying]

[Verse 1]

One thousand different houses and munchausen

I'mma make you wanna punch out some fuckin' one "ouch"

What the fuck'd you hit me for?

Scream life as I punch counter and bunches out of anger

I once encountered a stranger

In a dumb gown, black hood

With a scythe

Shit I laughed in his face spit

Bitch gave me an extra life, like take this

Now get your ass back in that game

Bitch don't take shit for granted

And don't take shit, give it!

Only bull you should take is by the horns

A mixture of Whitey Ford and mighty Thor

I Everlast, pen is mightier than sword

Finish writing then record

Replenish keep writing more

Nothing's riding on it but your privates are you're fighting for

So you fight, scratch, you claw

Backs to wall

No one was there to catch you fall

You pick yourself back up, you dust your jacket off

You grab your balls, like they're gargantuan and

Ask yourself how fucking bad you want it

Pull out your pants, whoop your ass and flash it on em'

Nobodies gonna back you in the corner

Throw a hornet

No one's more ig-norant then you fuckin' four in the morning you're at the laboratory, storming

Like there's nothing that's more important

MC's you better consider this a formal warning, you're in for it

Girl, what would you do if I said your body was off the chain?

And I told you I smile every single time I saw your face

I ain't finished bitch

I meant in half, oil the blades

Nobody wants to play

They say I'm a spoiled little baby

But

[Hook]

Nobody put's baby in the corner

I'm only trying to warn ya

Cus that baby get's mad

And get's to throwing a tantrum

He'll fucking flip on ya

Cus' nobody put's baby in the corner

I'm only trying to warn ya

Cus that baby get's mad

And get's to throwing a tantrum

He'll fucking flip on ya

[Verse 2]

What goes through an addict's brain?

Besides static pain and big daddy kane

Break, beats and words

An erratic train of thought

Like splatter paint

Scatter brain

Yeah maybe why that explains

Why you're back but you don't rap the same

And you're looking way thinner

Because your hunger got you looking like

They took away dinner

Sugar ray leonard wouldn't sugar coat a fucking booger though

Just to wipe that bitch on a hooker's coat

When you say you're a chooka what chooka what

Now fling that bitch from your fingertips

I hope it lands on another rap singers lips

Who can't think of shit

Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit

Whose king of this fucking English Lit?

Let your middle fingers flip

On each hand, whilst extending this shit

How low can you go?

Lower then Chuck D ho

Hear the bass of this in my voice

Rocky's back, where's my Adrian?

Nobodies crazy as shady in an eighty million mile radius

I'm what Tom Brady is to the patriots of rap

Not a man, I'm a weapon

Who just happened to be a rapper

Who just happen to be on the crapper

When it happened I had an epiphany

In the bathroom, I'd never be the same after

Now I'm back with an apper-tite

For destruction the fucking recipe for disaster

So let's eat cos' I'm famished

Every deed is a dastardly one

Evil its past it

Even you asking for me to be pulled

Like to people

Is like me having my teeth pulled

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

So step inside of dimension

The demented side of a mind

That's like the inside of an engine

While I multiply your undivided attention

But be reminded that if I didn't mention

I lose my mind and my temper

You'll be the first one

Who finds him offensive

Got him climbing the fences

Lost some time to addiction

But look up rhyme in the dictio-nary

I'm in the picture

Eminem is the synonym for it

I'm an enigma

Fuck it let's get to the meat, balls

I'm gonna skip the veg and potatoes

Edgamacater, they are

Shit legends are madea

Spit treachreous data

Shit that you would say to your worst enemy

This wretchedness is

What you get when you mix Treach with a Jada

And combine em' with Method Man and Redman

Whit meth-amphetamines in his left hand

And in his right there's a sledge-hammer

And pajamas, standing in front of a webcam

Beating himself in the head, til Russell let's him off dead jam

Maybe I need my head examined

Hannibal Lecter with a dead lamb

Hanging from his ceiling dripping with a bed pan

I need meds!

Swear to god cus' If I go off the edge

T.I ain't talking me off a ledge man

Heart throb at a fart, ah nah

More like a smart slob, part blob

That'll stab you with a sharp ob-ject

To the heart and leave claw marks

All over the Wal-Mart walls

Little baby with large balls

Fuck mud slinging, I'm blood flinging

There's nothing on this fucking earth better then being

King of the playground

I hate the swings but I love being the underdog

Cos when I'm pushed

I end up swinging up

Desperation lyrics - Eminem (feat. Jamie N Commons)

[Verse 1: Eminem]

Girl you gimme writers block

I'm at a loss for words

My minds as lost as yours

I rack my brain but still no thoughts emerge

Never seen no ass as large as yours, how much that cost?

That's what I call a Roethlisberger

You drive me bonkers I’m about to get my swerve on for sure

Thought I was pimpin until I felt like Nas, the first date

Because I think I gave you power when I gave you flowers

And I bought us a box of chocolates, no lozenges or cough drops or syrups

Probably should of never let me call that job of yours

To talk to your boss and ask him if you can take off from work

Should of been one of the first signs to cause to learn

Man we jumped in too fast, cause since then I can't be apart from her

Cause nobodies body's awesomer - I lust it, and she loves me cause I'm popular, but

[Hook: Jamie N Commons and Eminem]

You know this ain't love

Oh, no, you know this ain't love

You know this ain't love

No, this ain't love

(What is it then?) It's desperation

She's lookin for Mr. Right, wants me to be that guy to her

(It's desperation)

I can't even put up a fight, cause I give in at the sight of her

and here i go again

[Verse 2: Eminem]

Well obviously, oblivious to me, I swore I was just invisible to you til I went to the lengths I did to meet you

Cause you played so hard to get with me from the beginning

Now I'm in disbelief I, never knew that this could be such misery

Cause now you see nothin but me, and I don't see nothin but you

And I'm about to flip cause we are super glued in

We stuck to each others hips and we can't do anything individually

Which is to cling on, scared to be alone, can't, specifically to describe it I just can't seem to give a reason this definitive, just need you

Talkin bout "I live and breathe you"

And you pretend to be as mentally and physically addicted to me

As Wiz Khalifa is to reefer

Don't wanna be without you, don't wanna be with you neither, bitch

Put me in a situation in which it's both I wish to seek, cause this ain't...

[Hook: Jamie N Commons and Eminem]

[Verse 3: Eminem]

Just want you to myself, don't wanna share you with no one else

What the fuck you whispering for? You get on my nerves, you make me sick

I think our relationship, it seems to be on the fritz

I mean it's time that we just split and leave the games behind

Your frame of mind ain't the same as mine, I think

You need to finish developing a little more mentally too, get the picture?

That's a negative, Alicia, I will never give the Keys up

To the crib, ever again, no reason not even a gift certificate from Tiffany's

You better have an epiphany, slut, guess what? (what) Delicia

I'm just mad it took the time it took me to discover

You been using me for loot like I used you for looks

Thought you was too good for me, huh? yeah used to be my Carrie Underwood, I was your lumberjack, but I can't stomach this

I'm leavin you, not comin back. She said "The fuck with that

Where's my Louisville Slugger at?"

She grabbed that fuckin bat and swung it at my head

I barely ducked and that's right when she came up with a kick to the nuts twice

Steel toe, girl probably coulda put a 100 yard field goal, through the uprights

[Hook: Jamie N Commons and Eminem]