A For Starters

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A For Starters Lyrics, singer by A

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Well we did this once before, and we're giving it some more
And it's OK to be as you are you know
It's always five on one and you notice when we're done
That nobody got hurt, you're the same as what you were you know

I've got something for starters, throw it up in the air
And I bet you don't care, we're getting louder

It sounds ok to me on the desk at ICP
Roll the tape 'cos we're rocking album two
And our manager don't mind, 'cos we put all that behind
We've got another bite and you know the time is right to rock for you

I've got something for starters, throw it up in the air
And I bet you don't care, we're getting louder

Hey, it's another day in A
I'm proud to be myself 'cause rock me this way
I've got plenty more to say, so let me clear my throat

Cause I'm not cool Britannia
Not getting any younger, they hate me in NME
I don't care where you've been
I don't care for your scene, you make me feel like an amputee

I've got something for starters, throw it up in the air
And I bet you don't care, we're getting loud

A Ender

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A Ender Lyrics, singer by A

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Thanks a bunch for staying with us tonight
Over lunch, we'll talk about the lights

I need to go now, I need to drive round
I need to lie down

Thanks i'm stunned it's time to go
I promise you're my best friend
Then in the end, that wont make it so
I need to go now, I need to drive round
I need to lie down

Probably notice you're probably worth it, just about
Probably notice you're probably worth it, just about

Thanks thanks a lot, we love you all
Thanks, please thank your Mums
'cause you are the best that we've ever known
I need to go now, I need to drive round
I need to lie down

Probably notice you're probably worth it, just about
Probably notice you're probably worth it, just about

Every time I hear you I feel lonesome on a cloud
Every time I see you I feel happy and around
I need to lie down
I need to go now, I need to lie down
My heads in a spin, the state that I'm in
I need to go now

Probably notice you're probably worth it, just about
Probably notice you're probably worth it, just about
Probably notice you're probably worth it, just about
Probably notice you're probably worth it, just about

A Five In The Morning

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A Five In The Morning Lyrics, singer by A

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Yeah yeah yeah I've seen it all
Yeah yeah yeah I've heard it all
J.P wants to rock, not at five o'clock hes not
There's a medal in the kitchen for catching early worms
Yeah yeah yeah you're gonna bet
Yeah yeah you're gonna learn

Don't bother waking me at 5 in the morning
'Cause I don't want to know
Don't bother waking me at 5 in the morning
'Cause I don't want to know

Stevie knows that it ain't dead
Yeah Farmer uncle still in bed
M.A.C. was born to rock, there's not a moment that he's not
A communication, illin' in my sleep
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I lost count of my sheep

Don't bother waking me at 5 in the morning
'Cause I don't want to know
Don't bother waking me at 5 in the morning
'Cause I don't want to know

Never, never looking back, never falling off the track
Never clocking late for work, 'cause rocking pays the bills
So I don't need no education
I don't need any sleep
yeah yeah yeah yeah I never need to set my series 3

Don't bother waking me at 5 in the morning
'Cause I don't want to know
Don't bother waking me at 5 in the morning
'Cause I don't want to know
Don't bother waking me at 5 in the morning
'Cause I don't want to know
Don't bother waking me at 5 in the morning
'Cause I don't want to know

A House Under The Ground

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A House Under The Ground Lyrics, singer by A

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And I'd have a house under the ground
All my friends would all come round
Laugh about the ones that got away
I wouldn't know the time of year
It's easier to tan down here

I find it funny, I laugh at people
And don't know why
I sometimes giggle, if there's an earthquake
Where good people die

And I'd have a house under the ground
All my friends would all come round
Laugh about the ones that got away
I wouldn't know the time of year
It's easier to tan down here

I'll make the big man, I'll do what I can
I'll suffer for my sins
Speak with a deep voice, listen to metal
So that the good guys never win

And I'd have a house under the ground
All my friends would all come round
Laugh about the ones that got away
I wouldn't know the time of year
It's easier to tan down here

Yeah you should see them all
When you sit in on Christmas day
But at six o' clock, on the sixth of June is OK
Got my life under the sun, pay for the things I've done
Pay for my mistakes

And I'd have a house under the ground
All my friends would all come round
Laugh about the ones that got away
I wouldn't know the time of year
It's easier to tan down here

House under the ground
House under the ground
House under the ground

And I'd have a house under the ground
All my friends would all come round
Laugh about the ones that got away
I wouldn't know the time of year
It's easier to tan down here

A Fistral

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A Fistral Lyrics, singer by A

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I like the summer like you like your wife
Live in the master for the rest of my life
Every year since I was young
And always here and always fun
Distant places, staying faces
All I want, I understand is it's the summer

Over and over it's summer again
Fills up the sad hole in my head again
Several hours and passing faster
To lift their head down to the sand
Distant places, staying faces
All I want, I understand is it's the summer

And it's with it's flowers, and big huge skies
It gets high for hours, and then it dies

Ocean keeps me up all night
Sunshine makes my hair turn white
You know I hate the winter time
All because there's nothing quite like the summer

And it's with it's flowers, and breeses off shore
It gets high for hours, and then back for more

And it's with it's showers, and big big skies
It gets high for hours, and then it dies

A Out Of Tune

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A Out Of Tune Lyrics, singer by A

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You're always fighting everyone
You were wroung when you were young
You love to think you're on the run

I had to laugh at all your jokes
Had to tremble 'cos you smoked
But you never ever get my vote, yeah!

You're the ones to run from, or so they say
I remember you back in the day
Did my best to keep out of the way
You kicked it up in school
Singing out of tune

While you're fighting everyone
I've been hanging in the sun
There's a million things I've done

You're the one who took the lead
Me least likely to succeed
Different now don't you agree

You're the ones to run from, or so they say
I remember you back in the day
Did my best to keep out of the way
You kicked it up in school
Singing out of tune
Thought you ruled the world
Singing out of tune

Everybody, keep out of his way
Everybody, keep out of his way
Everybody, keep out of his way
Everybody, keep out of his way

You're the ones to run from, or so they say
I remember you back in the day
Did my best to keep out of the way
You kicked it up in school
Singing out of tune
Everybody knew
Singing out of tune

Singing out of tune (a lot!)

A Winter Of '96

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A Winter Of '96 Lyrics, singer by A

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First stepped out of the aeroplane
I'd felt like I'd been here before
Took a ?? me down
Put a smile on my face
Felt like I could do more

How ace are buildings!
How big are the blocks
Reminds me of London, stuck in a graveyard

Six foot deep, bleaker street, no one lives out
People smile, never got the time
I look down I can not see the ground
A man who reads the news says there's no crime
There's no one around
There wasn't a sound
There's no one to arrest today
??

Fell in love with it, don't want to leave it
Don't ever what to go back
Skateboards are cheaper, don't want it bigger
Whole place stops for the winter of '96

-10, 1pm east village time
I laugh at your ?? you bought
Snow, snow, so we walk 70 blocks
On days like this nothing seems to far
Get in shot, I don't ask a lot
The weather was frozen, there wasn't a ??

Fell in love with it, don't want to leave it
Don't ever what to go back
Skateboards are cheaper, don't want it bigger
Whole place stops for the winter of '96

Maybe I could be here a long time
Much longer than I planned to stay
No telling when they'll get the airport open
No telling when i'll get way
Trying to tell us nothing's wrong
Trying to get the fire back on
Never lost a day of fun
Silence in the heightened mass of ??

How ace are buildings!
How big are the blocks
Reminds me of London, stuck in a gridlock

A Sing-A-Long

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A Sing-A-Long Lyrics, singer by A

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Everybody in the building has to sing the song
All the boys and all the girlfriends sing the sing-a-long

I think I'm trouble, there's always a couple
Around me wherever I go
They're out there to bug me
I don't think it's funny
Everybody's laughing at me yeah

I wanna go out, but there's no one about
All my friends want a quiet one at home
They're that same age as me
And their husbands to be yeah
Everybody in the building

Everybody in the building has to sing the song
All the boys and all the girlfriends sing the sing-a-long

I make a move here, and I make a move there
I've got millions of things on the go
I'll write me the best lines, they're too corny sometimes
Everybody's laughing at me

Everybody in the building has to sing the song
All the boys and all the girlfriends sing the sing-a-long
Everybody in the building has to sing the song
All the boys and all the girlfriends sing the sing-a-long

And now when I find her, there's rings on her finger
I'll try every trick in the book
And I've got some more pride, I've got time on my side
Everybody's gone without me yeah

Everybody in the building has to sing the song
All the boys and all the girlfriends sing the sing-a-long
Everybody in the building has to sing the song
All the boys and all the girlfriends sing the sing-a-long

A Bad Idea

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A Bad Idea Lyrics, singer by A

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Bad idea, bad idea, bad idea!
Bad idea, bad idea, bad idea!

99% is great, the other 1% I hate
Little things keep bugging at my head

Wake up calls Bad idea!
Smack and that Bad idea!
Fashion cafe Bad idea!
Friendly fire, GMTV
Darker mornings Bad idea!
And pay per view Bad idea!
Litter dropping Bad idea!
I made a list, I've got the lot, and all the stuff is all I'm taught
It's not fair, but I don't care not me

Rocky 5 Bad idea!
And indie shite Bad idea!
KKK Bad idea!
Number crunching, bungy jumping
Paying taxes Bad idea!
And Pavement cracks Bad idea!
Car alarms Bad idea!
Dinosaurs and protest songs are a bad idea!

Give me and B-A-D-I-D-E-AAAAAA
Bad idea!

A No.1

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A No.1 Lyrics, singer by A

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I've got to get up ma, and get in my place
I've got to work out ma, and sort out my face
I've got all 'zines telling me what to eat
And I'm tired of being told what to wear on my feet
And I don't have the time to get all worked up about the year on the street

And it's not my fault, I can find my way, yeah it's not my fault
There goes another day, I've been here too long
Do I have to change into what it takes, yeah make it No.1

I feel out of flavour, I don't look like a picture
You think I'm a loser, but I can see through you
You're running around like you're running the country
I know that you think that you've got one on me
Ear to the ground like a boy about town
Can't get nothing to fit me!

And it's not my fault, I can find my way, yeah it's not my fault
There goes another day, I've been here too long
Do I have to change in to what it takes, yeah make it No.1

Got to call for an old friend who used to be real close
Said he couldn't go on the American way
Sold his house, sold his car
Bought a ticket to the West coast
Now he gives him 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.

yeah but it's not my fault, I can find my way, yeah it's not my fault
Got to look out for an old friend who used to be real close
Said it couldn't go on the American way
Sold his house, sold his car
Bought a ticket to the West coast
Now he gives 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.
Do I have to change in to what it takes, yeah make it No.1

A Cheeky Monkey

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A Cheeky Monkey Lyrics, singer by A

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My name is Jason, I'll rock your face in, 'cause I've got relations in my band
We like Van Halen and Iron Maiden, I'll do the talking understand?

Cheeky monkey! Cheeky monkey!

Yeah, you know I right, do you want a fight?
Stay up all night, if you've got the time
Any time I want to, Any place I'll need to
I'll be there, yeah I'll be all right
So get out of the kitchen, check out my pigeon
Fed-ex the masses, on my way
Jump on a rock bus, no one can stop us
We're going bonkers today

Cheeky monkey! Cheeky monkey!

Yeah, you know I right, do you want a fight?
Stay up all night, cos we've got the time
And any time I want to, Any place I need to
I'll need to be there, yeah I'll be all right?

We're cheeky monkeys, just like the Bee Gees
We put our words down so they rhyme
We rock in the summer, sleep in the winter
Park where we want to and pay the fine

Cheeky monkey! Cheeky monkey!

Yeah, you know I right, do you want a fight?
Stay up all night, if you've got the time
Any time I want to, Any place I'll need to
I'll be there, yeah I'll be all right?

Cheeky monkey! Cheeky monkey!
Cheeky monkey! Cheeky monkey!
Cheeky!

A Foghorn

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A Foghorn Lyrics, singer by A

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Sick of you, how old do you think you are?
Never move, you think everything's too far
Telling you you're a fool, but you don't wanna know
Thinking through and let me tell you, you're not even close...yeah I tell ya

I can't stay you're in the way, so listen when I'm talking
It's better than I write, remember every night
Say to me you might, be the one

What kept you, I'm not bothered anymore
Can't place it, get me heading for the door
Foot down, you know I like to look outside
You found it, you found something that you like...yeah I tell ya

I can't stay you're in the, so listen when I'm talking
Tell me when I should, i don't drink in your pub
What makes you think I work round your ohhhhohhhhhhhh

Don't feel bad, don't look back, don't feel bad
Don't feel bad and don't look back, I don't feel bad

Shame on you, you hate everything thats new
Look down your nose at everything I do
You catch on years later, you're not even slow
Can't stay have a good time, now I've gotta go

I can't stay you're in the way, so listen when I'm talking
It's better than I write, remember every night
Say to me I might, when I'm talking
Go look in a book, tell me when I should
Makes you think I would when I'm talking
It's better than I write, remember every night
Say to me I might when I won't!

A Turn It Up

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A Turn It Up Lyrics, singer by A

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Turn it up, I don't know where you're plugging in
Listen up, yeah we're all set to begin
Turn it up, 'cause we hope you like it lots
Would you really love, any second glance?

Make and like, cheeky monkey grins
And for tonight, I'd love you let you in

EMINEM Constantly Armed

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EMINEM Constantly Armed Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Eminem Talking]

[Eminem]
In my mind I'ma fighter, my heart's a lighter
My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up
Arsenic writer, author with arthritis
Carpel tunnel, Marshall will start shit-itis
Hard headed and hot headed, bull headed and pig headed
Dick headed, a prick, a big headache I'm sick
Quick witted, for every lyric spitted there are 6 critics.
Who wait for me to slip with it, so quick
This dynamite stick buried the wick, it's gonna explode any minute
Some lunatic lit it and it's not Nelly
Do not tell me to stop yelling, when I stop selling I quit
So stop dwelling an I am not felling
You fuckers are not ready, cause I got jelly, like Beyonce's pot belly
This is Destiny, yes money I'm of running
So get off of me, I'm not slowing or softening

[Chorus - 2Pac]
They sendin armies out to bomb me, Constantly armed
The only DJ that can calm me is Constantly armed
my firepower keep me warm I'm Constantly armed
and fuck the world til I'm gone, Constantly armed
They sendin armies out to bomb me, Constantly armed
The only DJ that can calm me is Constantly armed
my firepower keep me warm I'm Constantly armed
and fuck the world til I'm gone Bitches be warned

[Eminem 2x]
I will not fall,
I will stand tall,
Feels like no one can beat me.

[2Pac]
Follow me tell me if you feel me
I think niggaz is tryin to kill me
Picturin pistols, spittin hollow points til they drill me
Keepin it real, and even if I do conceal
my criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin steel
See niggaz is false, sittin in court, turned snitches
that used to be real, but now they petrified bitches
I'm tryin to be strong, my firepower keep me warm
I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world til I'm gone, Bitches be warned.
word is bonb, you'll get torn
I'm bustin on Guiliani, he rubbin my niggaz wrong
And then it's on, before I leave picture me
I'm spittin at punk bitches and hustlin to be free
Watch me set it, niggaz don't want it, you can get it
Bet it make these jealous niggaz mad I said it
This Thug Life nigga, we don't cater to you hoes
Fuck with me, have a hundred motherfuckers at yo' do', with fo

[Chorus]

EMINEM Cocaine

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EMINEM Cocaine Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Eminem]
Yeah

[Jazmine Sullivan]
Oh

[Eminem]
This game's like cocaine

[Jazmine Sullivan]
I want this more than anything in the world

[Eminem]
Ha, so do I. At least I thought I did.

[Jazmine Sullivan]
Got to have it
Yeah, I made it
I�m addicted
Yeah, I�m feigning

[Eminem - Verse 1]
This is a beat with no words at first
It's a blank painting
Exercising the mind is brain strength training
Starts off with something, like Shady's an insane maniac,
Yeah, Slim Shady, that's a zany name, ain't it?
Now all you need's an image to go with the name, baby
Wife beaters and white t-shirts, Hanes mainly
It's a long shot, but is it possible there's a lane, maybe?
If not, he's gonna have to come and change the whole game, ain't he?
He wants the fame so bad he can taste it
He could see his name up in lights
Women screaming his fuckin� name, fainting
Shady did it, he sold out the whole dang stadium
Joe Schmoe made it, he took his Plain Jane lady and his baby Hailie out the trailer
But he ain�t trailing anymore, he�s ahead of the race
While maintaining his innocence
Little does he know, his train is derailing
And he�s about to be raped by this game anally

[Jazmine Sullivan - Hook]
What would you do for a little bit?
What would you give for a little hit?
For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E.
'Cause once you get in, you don't wanna leave

Got to have it
Yeah, I made it
I'm addicted
Yeah, I'm feigning

[Eminem - Verse 2]
You�re operating on all cylinders
Syllables spit like Dillinger�s spilling ya guts
People are feeling ya mic skills, but these haters are ice grillin� ya
Willing to sacrifice anything for the life that they might steal from ya
Fake friends�ll kill for ya, die for ya
But you can�t decipher �why?� for the life of ya
It wasn�t like this when you were Cypherin�
Argue wit� your wife again
She found vicodin in your pants last night again
Your dispute�s public, nothing is private anymore
Oh, and your best friend? Say bye-bye to him
What kinda apple you take a bite�a, Slim?
(This is what you wanted Marshall, ain�t it?)
Fuck no!
The way that it turned out was nothin� like the picture that I painted in my head
Sometimes a dream to make it, it�s more fun than it is to actually make it
The game stripped me naked
It robbed me ever having another real relation-
-ship, with another girl
This world is a fuckin� trip
�Cause I slip in another world, proceed, take another hit
Sniff �til I fuckin� hurl, tell �em all to fuckin� sit
And spin �til they fuckin� twirl, middle finger up again
Relapsing back in this game
Oh well, fuck it, then

[Jazmine Sullivan - Hook]
What would you do for a little bit?
What would you give for a little hit?
For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E.
�Cause once you get in, you don't wanna leave

Got to have it
Yeah, I made it
I�m addicted
Yeah, I�m feigning

[Jazmine Sullivan - Verse 3 Outro]

Start off right
Just to see your name in lights
Just so you can live the life
You take a bite
And lose your sight
They call this (Fame)

You think you good (ha ha)
Just cause you got out the hood
Concerned only with getting dough,
No longer poor but lost your soul They call this.. (Fame)

I hear it callin'
My name is callin'
Why you strugglin'
When you could be ballin'
My head is sayin' yeah
But my feet is stallin'
So many walk in
But any fallin'
But I got to have it
Like Eve and the apple
She had to grab it
I got to take it
I got to make it
That's the plan
And I can't forsake it.

[Jazmine Sullivan - Hook]
What would you do for a little bit?
What would you give for a little hit?
For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E.
�Cause once you get in, you don't wanna leave

Got to have it
Yeah, I made it
I�m addicted
Yeah, I�m feigning
('Cause once you get in, you don't wanna leave)

[Eminem]
Guess I can't leave then
Guess I'm addicted
Oh well

EMINEM Chonkyfire Freestyle (Swag Juice)

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EMINEM Chonkyfire Freestyle (Swag Juice) Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Intro: Eminem]
I have no idea what I'm doing
I have no idea what I'm doing, but

[Verse 1: Eminem]
Everybody get up, sit up Christopher
They're miserable without you, Superman is a-
-live and he's flowing like the Mystic River
Girl don't act like you never been kissed before
One, two, three, four, five, six, this a
Rhyme is about to hit you right in the kisser
How did anybody ever find me, I disap-
-peared I was hiding in Freeway's beard, just a
Hop skip and a jump from my skin, gushing
Nails into my face that I been pushing
Hell-raiser, my face is my pincushion
It's like when I'm on the mic, I can squish a
Sucker like a vice-grip, my pen put ya
In the slaughterhouse cause ya styles been butchered
I'll spin chainsaw, take off like the blades on
My brain's on hyperdrive someone put the brakes on

[Hook]
Here's a smidget admitted to get your digits, Bridget
Don't try to fidget with it, err ribbit, ribbit
I got ya slippin on my swag juice, my swag juice
I got ya slippin on my swag juice, my swag juice

[Verse 2: Kon Artis]
I got it figure out now nigga,
See, my minds on my money right here,
And no one stopping how I getting it,
And Hind Sight should never left when I was Living,
And probably wouldn't be getting pressed by all these women,
And then again, I wouldn't rap the ones I was diggin'
So annihilate the looking, and talking alot about the hood Kim'n, Kim'n,
Uh, so Selena Williams, just like my dad talks about more John Dick'n,
This girl talkin' how she pregrent, she crazy, so later I crushed that hoe, and left baby,
And never trust her, no shit! Even she specialize in massaging on my testicles,
And I never trust her, a whole lot, even on the first date, she basically get her mouth rimmed,
And turn around and ask me for a kiss, no bitch I'm straight,
And I never really get concerned how my own dick tastes,
I think I'm about to slip on my swag juice,
I think I'm about to slip on your swag juice,
Oh, no! No! Don't slip on your swag juice,
Ye, ye! I think I'm about to slip on my swag juice.

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Slim is in the house, simmer down there sister
Bound to get you dizzy cause he gets as busy as a
Bee, baby you can throw a frizbee in a blizzard
He'll catch it in his teeth, what is he? He's a wizard
Standing in the disco with a disco biscuit
And I'm pretty sure it isn't Bisquick, is it?
Now baby don't forget to bring your lipstick with ya
I want a kiss 'fore I blow this bitch to smithe-
-reens, get the guillotines, this is a situ-
-ation that's critical as Dre spins his, uh
Turntables and he cuts a record like a scissor
Cheka chicka, checka chicka, cheka-cheka chicka
Who wreck it in a second tell me what the heck is sicker
Wait a minute, I just dropped my necklace in the liquor
Now baby just to make a little breakfast and it's six o-
-clock in the morning 'less you want to get some dessert

EMINEM Business (Matoma Remix)

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EMINEM Business (Matoma Remix) Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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Marshall, sounds like an SOS...

Holy wack, unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fuckin' right...

To the rapmobile, let's go...

{Marshall, Marshall}, bitches and gentlemen, it's showtime, hurry hurry, step right up,
introducing the star of our show, his name is, {Marshall}, you wouldn't want to be anywhere else
in the world right now, so without further ado, I bring to you, {Marshall}...

You 'bout to witness hip-hop in it's most purest, more rawest form, flow almost flawless, most
hardest, most honest known artist, chip off the old block, but ol' Doc is, {back}, looks like
Batman brought his own Robin, oh God, Sadam's got his own Laden, with his own private plane, his
own pilot, set to blow college dorm rooms doors off the hinges, oranges, peach, pears, plums,
syringes, {vnn vnn}, yeah here I come, I'm inches, away from you, dear fear none, hip-hop is in
a state of 911, so...

[Chorus:]
Let's get down to business, I don't got no time to play around, what is this, must be a circus in town,
let's shut the shit down on these clowns, can I get a witness, {hell yeah},
Let's get down to business, I don't got no time to play around, what is this, must be a circus in town,
let's shut the shit down on these clowns, can I get a witness, {hell yeah}...

So skip to your lou while I do what I do best, you ain't even impressed no more, you're used to
it, flows too wet, nobody close to it, nobody says it, but still everybody knows the shit, the
most hated on out of all those who say they get hated on in eighty songs and exaggerate it all
so much, they make it all up, there's no such thing, like a female with good looks, who cooks
and cleans, it just means so much more to so much more people when you're rappin' and you know
what for, the show must go on, so I'd like to welcome y'all to Marshall and Andre's carnival,
c'mon now...

[Chorus]

You can
even call collect, the most feared duet, since me and Elton played career Russian Roulette, and
never even see me blink or get to bustin' a sweat, people steppin' over people just to rush to
the set, just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely, ease over these beat's and be so
breezy, Jesus how can shit be so easy, how can one Chandra be so Levy, turn on these beats,
MC's don't see me, believe me BET and MTV are gonna grieve, when we leave, dog fo' sheezy,
can't leave rap alone, the game needs me, 'till we grow beards, get weird, and disappear into
the mountains, nothin' but clowns down here, but we ain't fuckin around round here, yo' Dre,
what up, can I get a hell, hell yeah, now...

[Chorus]

So there you have it folks, {Marshall}, has come to save the day, back with his friend Andre,
and to remind you that bullshit does not pay, because, {Marshall}, and Andre are here to stay
and never go away until our dying day until we're old and grey, {Marshall}, so until next time
friends, same blonde hair, same rap channel, good night everyone, thank you for coming, your
host for the evening, {Marshall}, oh, ha...

EMINEM Bump Heads

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EMINEM Bump Heads Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[50 Cent]
Yeah, Shady, Hahahaha
G G G G G G G G-Unit

[Eminem]
Here we go again

[50 Cent]
Does it make you mad when I switch my flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent I'm on fire cause Shady said so
I'm on fire

Everybody's in a rush try to get the throne
I just get on the track and try to set the tone
I ain't tryna use nobody as a steppin stone
But don't compare me
I'm better off jus' left alone
And I ain't even tryna go there wit record sales
I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself
Say what up, keep steppin, and just rep D-12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail
And livin wreckless
But if you go check my belt
You may see something else I used to protect myself
A vest, to stop a Rueger and deflect the shells
And send 'em back at you faster than they left the barrel
And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to
Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you
And I done seen a lot of people cross the line
But this motherfucker Ja musta lost his mind
That X, got him thinkin' he was DMX
Then he switched to 'Pac now he's tryna be him next
So which one are you? X, Luther, Pac or Michael
Juss keep singin' the same song, recycled
We'd all much rather get along and fight you
Me and Hailie danced to your songs we liked you
And you don't really wanna step inside no mic booth
C'mon now, you know the white boy'll bite you
I hurt your pride dawg and you know I don't like to
But I will if I have to, with syllable after syllable I just slap you
Killin' you fasta than you poppin' pill afta little pill of them tabs of that shit you on

But if you want it you got it you'd bump this shit too, if we ain't diss you on it
But if we lock horns we can charge harder than Busta
We bump heads wit any motherfucker that wants to
So whats the, deal where was all the tough talk?
When I walked up to you like, Ja what up dawg?
How come you didn't say you had a problem then?
When you was standin' there wit all your men, we coulda solved this then
I'ma grown man dawg come holla
All you did was slap hands, smile and swallow,
another one of them little X pills in front of me
And tell me 50 Cent was everything you wanna be come on

[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon will see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon you will see
You know you don't want it with me

[Tony Yayo]
You couldn't son me if my father helped you
My punchlines is hot, my bars'll melt you
Ja you Stuart Little, shells'll lift you
Every other week I'm buyin a new pistol
I clap at your ass with this chrome 38
And put six thru your hats of seven 3/8
Irv you ain't Suge Knight, you should shook night
I put my knife in ya wind pipe and freeze ya on the turnpike
You know and I know who took ya chain
You got robbed two times so ya ass is lame
I'm down to die for this shit all I need is bail
You betta stick to tha movies with Steven Seigel, bitch

[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon will see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon you will see
You know you don't want it with me

[Lloyd Banks]
Fuck that I'm miles away
And these industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
I'ma find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man
Tellin' New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was raised doin' chocolate out tha game an'...
They see me more pop a boy for icey cuz I could
Shootin' guns for money you probably forgot your way around the hood
Bitch when you paranoid it's hard to make a song
Now you want it wit' us, half your artists got to make a point
Every magazine I own your on your knees takin' prayer picture
And you ain't even got shot yet, you scared bitches
You don't know nuttin' about what pain is sucka
I'll put your ass to the ground like a train conductor, muh'fucker

[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon will see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You, talk an' you soon you will see
You know you don't want it with me

[Tony Yayo]
Yeah nigga yeah
Shady Aftermath G-Unit
Fuck you think they call us G Unit for
Cause we move units uhha
Don't think we ain't billin you for this motherfucking studio time
A matter a fact keep call it a 50 we'll call it even

EMINEM Boy Meets Girl

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EMINEM Boy Meets Girl Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Chorus]
Boy meets girl,
You were my dream my world,
But I was blind,
You cheated on me from behind.

'Cause boy meets girl,
You were my dream my world,
But I was blind,
You cheated on me from behind.

[Verse 1 - Eminem]
Now I know we said things,
Did things that we didn't mean,
And we fall back into the same patterns,
Same teams,
But your tempers' shit just bad as mine,
You're same as me,
But when it comes to love you just as blinded.

Baby please come back,
It wasn't you,
Maybe it was me,
Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems,
Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano,
All I know is I love you too much,
To walk away doe.

Come inside,
Pick up your bags off the sidewalk,
Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk?,
Told you this is my fault ,
Look me in the eyeball,
Next time I'll miss to let my fist hit the dry wall,
Next time-,
There won't be no next time,
I apologize even though I know it's lies,
I'm tired of the games,
I just want it back,
I know I'm a liar,
If she ever tries to fucking leave again,
Ima fucking tie her to the bed...[?]

[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Bow Wow]
Listen,
I'm sitting lookin out the window like, Damn ,
Tryna fix the situation that's at hand,
You're still running through my mind when I'm knowing that you shouldn't be,
Me, you're gonna be mine when I'm knowing that you couldn't be.

Cuz you haven't called,
I ain't even appalled
I still got a lot of pain,
I ain't dealt with it all,
I've been runnin around with other chicks,
I'm single and they lovin it,
I'm likin it but I just want the one that I was in love with.

It's not the end of it,
I'm tryna let you go,
I can't,
Get a grip of that I'm tryna let you know

You got hold some kind of control of me,
I don't know what it is,
But I gotta get you goin for me,

I'm working at it,
It ain't getting no better,
I'm just tryna be like,
Yeah, whatever, forget it.
Instead of starin out this glass,
Lookin at this bad weather,
Damn, I gotta pull myself together,
Cuz.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Drake]
It sounds like a conversation,
It's a celebration,
Lets toast to the fact I moved out my mamas basement,
To a condo downtown,
Cuz it's all about location,
I sit and drink wine and watch Californication of life,
You shoulda been here to kick it with me,
We coulda split this whole thing up 50/50,
But now I'm at the 40/40 gettin bitches tipsy,
Killin shit that ever so talented Mr. Riply,

How did I go from bein a man that you argued with?,
To meeting Dwayne Carter and putting alcohol an shit,
Should wanna go back to the one I started with,
But I'm addicted to this life,
It's gonna be hard to quit.

Yeah, just ask me how things are coming along,
You can tell me that you've none of my songs,
As long as you say one day you plan to listen,
Cuz what's a star...[?]

[Chorus]

EMINEM Biterphobia

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EMINEM Biterphobia Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[DJ scratching:] Do it!

[Eminem:]
Sneakin in through the back door, fruity MC's get ambushed
Rammed and squooshed, slammed and pushed, crammed and mushed
Then I'm movin on down from the right to left
So bite the meth or prepare to fight to death
To get jacked, attacked and cracked in two
Smackin through 'til youre black and blue for actin true
I'm dreaded like a man whose hair is all strands
Proof that I be sniffin on aerosol cans
I'm stompin, I'm kickin, I'm chokin, I'm stampin em
clompin em, stickin, and pokin and clampin em
To electric chairs and tightenin bolts
Hit em with frightening jolts of lightning bolts
I'm zappin, rappers, singers, and dancers
Faster than you could snap your fingers for ransom
Cancer is in the flesh, alive and breathin
Survivin by connivin and theivin

[DJ scratching:] Do it! , Eat em up

[Eminem:]
I had a dream I was gettin jacked by biters
It felt like I was bein attacked by spiders
Developin a fear of biterphobia
I'm holdin a gas can and lighter over ya
If I detect ya, I'ma pulverize
Dissect your brain, diggin in your skull for lies
And I'ma torture, with material iller
than a stark ravin mad serial killer
I'm more dangerous than a loaded chamber is
A major risk to a plagiarist
So beware of the aura, A terror for the horrible
Will scare ya tomorrow, is the airbourne assault of the rappers
Hit the source to better my skills,
I head for the border
And run the Galloping Hills, the choice is yours
Cause now buddy's noises force me to scream til my voice is hoarse
Cause I'm sick of these jabber jaws and crap that grab at yours and savage yours to bite like labradors
In the range of my double-barrel
And your life is in danger, trouble, and peril

[DJ scratching]

[Eminem:]
I trample and stamp liars, like they were campfires
Cuz vampires right on my balls like clamp pliers
And swing on my big thingamajig
So I'm bringin my nig Proof for backup when I sing at my gig
Cause biters are fallin head over heels
In love with every rhyme that I've said over reels
That's how I became paranoid
Chewin my fingernails, pullin my hair annoyed
Cause every time you bit it was deliberate
So I'm forced to hit a little quicker with
an ultimatum I assault and slayed em
with rhymes and it's ultimatum just to cultivate em
Energetic and imaginative,
pronouns and verbs, predicates and adjectives
Will reach out and grab ya, 9 times outta 10
That's why I'm spilling one of a kind rhymes out a pen

[DJ scratching:] Everybody walk out the back door

[DJ scratching to fade]

EMINEM Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher

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EMINEM Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Eminem:]
Welcome to Detroit
This is the BET Shady 2.0 Cypher 2011
Myself, Slaughterhouse and Yelawolf

White dog, get em!

[Yelawolf:]
Put these muthafuckas in a box and I send �em away
Put 'em in a gray 'Lac and pop the trunk
Hey throw 'em in the back, jack, I dig �em a grave
Put a brick inside that Xerox, when I print �em a page
Moving keys I can't relate, cause I live in a cage
I throw up the A, I take �em to school,
I give em a grade, an easy E for effort
That's WWA, white with an attitude
Alphabet soup is on my plate
All I got is Z�s they sleeping on me, I can�t get �em awake
I spoon feed them the sound in a room full of deceivers and clowns
Who believe they making it rain cause all they see is the clouds
And I watch from the couch of the VIP
Like a potato with a bunch of meatheads like fuck it
I just feed em a cow
Plenty of white boys to pick from this year
But before you can pick a pepper, you better pick up your heater
Cause even Peter Piper could pick up a mic
But what it's like to pick a fight with me
It�s like putting Nikes on a cheetah, betta speed up
Or at least in my case Addidas
I'm out this bitch drinking Sprite by the 2 liter
Holler, Shady records

[Joe Budden:]
Say I�m from the new school, I�ma say check ya tone and watch ya mouth
If they teaching how to dougie, I�m condoning dropping out
Forced to wile, y'all birthed and gave me up
I just perfected being hip hops foster child, now check it
I don�t blame y�all for being trash fans and copping it
The radio�s the crime scene the masses are the hostages
In my youth I'd throw shots, the fan would dodging it
I�m grown, I ain't watching the throne, I�m sabotaging it
You see that four headed monster and the storm looms
Snipe �em from a distance, the scope got a long zoom
You Super Mario thugs is in the wrong room
Got a figure here you won�t get bigger if you on shrooms
Was left to me I'd revive what the game be �bout
I�da took the wine outta Amy house
Enough raps from you scrub cats about cocking a snub back
Wayne couldn�t teach me how to love that
But I got this shit from uptown, she my summer bunny
Both parents broke but she comes from money
Think my bread is her paper to burn
So I lock her out and now she doubt David is Stern
She so bad I make her hit the telly from a taxi
Then dead her in that Holiday Inn
Learnt that from Max B
That's why the haters of every kind wanna send me Llamas
I made it right before they eyes like I was Benihanas
Is it me? Or is what I'm hearing just pitiful?
Airwaves the same now the stereo�s typical
My skin thick so the critics ignore
So unafraid to die you think I did it before
The boys Rodman with the trash talk
Magical walk with the black ball way I bounce off the asphalt with cat paws
Glass jaw, hoody and mask would be the black folk with no passport
Body be found in the mansion in one of my trap doors
If pumps had awards ya status whore category
Probably be that of awards 'tween Michael Rappaport and Kenny Lattimore
I know hip hops alive and well
If it died, you other crews wouldn�t survive the smell

(Ladies Gentlemen... you're scared now)
(Make that face at 'em dawg)
(Crooked I.. get 'em)

[Crooked I:]
I spot a victim, the plot�ll thicken when the clock is tickin'
I caught em slippin', I gotta give em a shot, I hit em with proper spittin'
Hottest writtens and compositions, so competition's a contradiction
Somebody mentioned they got it crooked, highly fiction,
We probably different, got Gotti henchmen,
Opposition our body quick as Bugatti engines
I�m on a mission to get richer,
The sickest lyric kicker diggin' a ditch for different spitters
Sweet lyricists get disfigured, sip liquor
Spit like a sick mixture
Of Notorious Pun and L get the big picture
The poster I�ll roast ya,
My mind so deadly it�s just like the beanie is close to a holster
It�s over control my whole coastal region like I�m supposed to
Flow is going postal evening, open season
Heart close to freezing, ruthless is easy nigga
Approach I�m squeezing, believe me
Dopest West Coaster breathing
So most y'all hope I�m vegan, no pun, beefing
Rappers need to keep it trill
Give me a beat to kill too many people still eating sleeping pills
People sleeping on my ether skills
And y'all ain't even real
We about to die in this cypher
Before you die you should do the Jada and leave a Will
Foreal

[Joeel Ortiz:]
Yaooowa
I ain't a rap dude, I�m a dude who rap
Before this I was moving crack
Killers y�all become when y�all rhyme, I salute and dap
And if I blink then remove ya snaps, you ain't cool you wack
With ya foolish yac�s? skinny jeans don't mean ya ass shoot
It means ya booty claps
Don�t play like Tyler Perry, this the Slaughterhouse of Pain
Flow brown, tight and heavy
When it comes to sixteen�s I�m a fiend feinding a studio
Near a needle with a mean lean, probably writing bars to Nas Thief theme
Getting my Yaowa on, may all the Olajuwon�s be the dream team
This is an all day slaughter
They feindin for us to break like Beyonce�s water
The four quarters doing all the eating
And you gotta know why I made the cut, I�m Puerto Rican
Ortiz keep the fire ready
And tryna put me out�s like tryna steal a transvestite from Eddie

[Royce Da 5'9':]
I�m do or die dope
And you can make the sticker sittin' on the door
Of that phantom your suicide note
Hi Rihanna..
Is Nicki living with you? Let me know
So I can buy binoculars and telescopes
Hi Rihanna..
I don�t need to know you better
You tell me you love my music again, we go together
Bye Rihanna...
Now back to y�all fools
We rock out like the outside of a guitar school
Thousand dollar frames, I prefer to see the world through
Don�t ask me nothing bout Budden, I beat my girl too
You ask me why do I keep her? I say it�s cheaper to
That�s why I ride around in a Rolls like Wiz Khalifa do
Rappers, I�m your daddy, I tell you straight as this
You don�t kill but your father Will like Jaden Smith
I tell ya like I tell my Spanish chick
You fly but I ain�t going down on no landing strip
So get your wax on like Daniel-son
Or I�ma have to run like De La Hoya in drag when cameras come
Point out the greatest rapper alive I headshot �em
Smack his girl on the butt and buy her some red bottom
Bring every deceased rapper back to see his wife
While I�m cyber sexing with Jessica Alba, via Skype
I�m on my d-boy, d-bo thing
Spiritual steelo swing like Cee-Lo Green
Get out the camera with yo B Roll bling
You know your flow is whack
We cornered the market like a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac
Yeah, this what 2 million singles sold and a album that�s gold
Look like, without having to sell your soul
Nickle

[Eminem:]
Wait, can I rap?

(You da Boss, you better get 'em)

Ayo... lyrical miracle spiritual individual criminal subliminal
In your swimmin' pool

(Boo.. come on man, get back on.. kick that shit)

You �bout to see peace destroyed
It�ll never be restored
When I unleash these beastly hoards on your CD stores
Wanna stop it, you gon' need a priest and at least three swords
A license to ill from the Beastie Boys, 3 Ouija boards
And a squeegee and please be warned don�t ask for the squeegees for
Or the holy water, acid rap that�ll eat these floors
Eat a hole in a rhyme book, you see these horns?
And as for me, you ask when I�m gone will he be mourned?
Is puke luke warm? Should Casey Anthony do porn?
Can that chick fit a newborn dead baby inside a freakin' shoebox
With a shoehorn, smothered in chloroform so she can go get her groove on?
Can she duct tape and Velcro a fetus? Joell yo,
Tell Joe I need his empty box from his old shell toe adidas
So I can put these babies in the fetal position,
They�re getting elbows to the penis
Yeah, big deal. I took some little kids big wheel
And spit in his fricken big kids meal
Quit tryna bite me and pinch, you wench, sit still
You just put your six inch heel through my Benz windshield?
Is it dust we bout to kick up?
Can Yelawolf fit a fifth of rum in a big cup?
Between a stick shift in his fricken pick up
And drink like a hick, redneck, hillbilly will till he gets hiccups?
Flippin' the script up like Mike Vick
Get bit in his junk by a pit, yup I�m a sick pup
I�d be a horrible magician
Cause I�d fuck that trick up
Fix ya lips up to say something fly, or zip up
A-B? Let�s C. You said you were gonna do X-Y-Z
Till you fuck around and get dropped like an E
When you add an I-N-G
Don�t put a K in front of that though, when I MC
Cause I�m not the king of this microphone booth
It�s more like a phonebooth
Superman in this bitch, kryptonite won�t do
It gives me more power, I bump the fat boys and
Eat rat poison, take meteor showers
Fresh outta the mental hospital and me not flossing a middle finger
While I hop in a mosh pit, will be like Nas doing gospel or R B, you crazy?
Me pushing up daisies? That thought is impossible
As if flashing across the news, Posdnuos was caught with a prostitute
With a huge Johnson, boobs, and a monstrous tube of lube
And a bra, some boots, some panties, in an aqua blue Mazda
Swallowing a popsicle, playing tonsil pool
So kill the rumors it ain�t happenin'
I�ma rap till I�m fossil fuel

EMINEM Bad Influence

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EMINEM Bad Influence Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Chorus One]
{Just pull the plug!}
People say that I'm a bad influence
I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it
They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!}
C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it
{Just pull the plug!}
People say that I'm a bad influence
I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it
They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!}
C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it
{Just let it gooo!}

[Eminem]
Hand me an .8, beam me up and land me in space
I'ma sit on top of the world {I'm here} and shit on Brandy and Mase
I'm more than ill
I'm scarier than a white journalist in a room with Lauryn Hill {Ahh!}
Human horror film
but with a lot funnier plot, and people that feel me
cause I'ma still be Madd Rapper, whether I got money or not {yup}
As long as I'm on pills, and I got plenty of pot
I'll be in a canoe paddlin, makin fun of your yacht
But I would like an award
for the best rapper to get one mic in The Source
and a wardrobe I can afford
Otherwise I might get sent up back-strike in a Ford
And you wonder what the fuck I need more Vicadin for
Everybody's pissin' me off even the No Limit Tank
looks like a middle finger sideways flippin me off
No shit I'm a great danger to my health
Why else would I kill you then jump in the grave and bury myself?

[Chorus Two]
{Just pull the plug!}
People say that I'm a bad influence
I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it
They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!}
C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it
{Just let it gooo!}
People say that I'm a bad influence
I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it
They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!}
C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it
{Just do it!}

[Eminem]
I'm the illest rapper to hold the cordless, patrollin corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in action than Roscoe beatin James Todd Sr.
across the back with vacuum cleaner attachments {Ow! Ow! Ow!}
I grew up in a wild hood, as a hazardous youth
with a fucked up childhood, that I used as an excuse
And ain't shit changed, I kept the same mindstate
since the third time that I failed 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a negative person, don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence, I just encourage it {c'mon}
I laugh at the sight of death
as I fall down a cement flight of steps {ahhhhhhhh!}
and land inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the wind you and a friend
can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not, blow your brain out, I'm blowin mine out
Fuck it, you only live once, you might as well die now!

[Chorus Three]
{Just let it gooo!}
People say that I'm a bad influence
I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it
They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!}
C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it
{Just pull the plug!}
People say that I'm a bad influence
I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it
They say I'm suicidal, teenagers' newest idol {c'mon!}
C'mon do as I do, go ahead get mad and do it
{Just do it!}

[Eminem]
My laser disc gon' make you take a razor to your wrist
Make you satanistic, make you take the pistol to your face
and place the clip and cock it back
and let it go until your brains are rippin out
your skull so bad to sew you back would be a waste of stitches
I'm not a Role Model, I don't wanna babysit kids
I got one little girl, and Hailey Jade is Shady's business
And Shady's just an alias I made to make you pissed off
Where the fuck were you when Gil was paid to make me dishwash?
I make a couple statements and now look how crazy shit got
You made me get a bigger attitude than eighty Kim Scott's
And she almost got the same fate that Grady's bitch got
I knew that Just the Two of Us would make you hate me this much
And Just the Two of Us, that ain't got shit to do with us
and our personal life, it's just words on a mic
So you can call me a punk, a pervert or a chauvinist pig
But the funny shit is that I still go with the bitch!

[Chorus Two]

EMINEM Bad Guys Always Die

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EMINEM Bad Guys Always Die Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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The Wild.. Gotham
The Wild.. West [*BANG BANG, BANG*]
Ha ha, ride..

[Dr. Dre]
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
I'm ready for the showdown, that go down at one
Sweat on my brow, let's settle it now
I'm gonna show you how real cowboys get down
I'm polishing gold, waiting for this drama to unfold
I got a {blunt} rolled
Feelin bold, gangsters blood runs cold
It's time to reload this old .45 colt
The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and dusty
Bust a couple shots, make sure I'm not rusty
It's passed noon, he should be here soon
Sip a little moonshine inside a saloon
All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hoofs
Sounds like a thousand wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the holster and froze
I pose like a poster, he's closer than close
I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty
but I'm gonna put thirty inside him and leave early
And just when I went to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said

[Eminem]
You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again
but I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge?
Then don't shoot, I'm in the same boots as you
I'm telling the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause when you..

[Chorus:]

You ride like a cowboy toward the sun
And life ain't fun, when you're on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your pride
You ride til there ain't no place to hide
It's sad cause the bad guys always die

[Dr. Dre + Eminem]
He was Shady, I seen by the look on his face
He said take ten paces {shit} I took eight
Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain
My {shit} went bang but it only fired a blank, he said
(You need bullets, hurry up run!) [*imitating Slick Rick*]
I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs
We both drew at the same time and stood stunned
(Go ahead, shoot me, but I'm not the one you want)
I figured he was telling the truth, that's why I didn't shoot
So what we gonna do, it's on you
(Do you recall when you and Snoop was a group?)
The Chronic!
(Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two)
(And plus I know who's got it)
Who?
(Some old dude, he's got 26 plaques and he already sold two)
Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle
Hid two pieces of gold inside of my satchel
We rolled two miles until we hit the spot
An old ghost town that everybody forgot
A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim grabbed the shotgun (Dre here's the plot)

[Eminem]
This is the spot, they call him Doc Loveless
He's going around saying he took the game from us
(Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it coming)
But he ain't got no legs, they cut 'em off at the stomach
He's got mechanical legs, he spins webs
Plus he's well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our mission - is to get him to stop laying eggs
And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps

[Dr. Dre]
I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the swinging doors in, started gun slinging
I could hear somebody singin - it sounded like a G Thang,
and a verse from Keep Their Heads Ringing
I said It's Dre's Day, and started to spray
Against 1800, he pulls a AK
Hollow tips started flying every which way

[Eminem]
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gauge
I fired the first shot, spun his body around
He hit the ground and landed upside down
Dre grabbed the map, the plaques and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a {blunt} that's rolled

[Chorus 2X]

Always die..
The Wild.. Gotham
The Wild.. West [BANG BANG, BANG]
Ha ha, ride..

EMINEM Any Man

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EMINEM Any Man Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Eminem]
Hi!
Original Bad Boy on the case, cover your face
Came in the place blowed, and sprayed Puffy with Mase
I laced the weed with insect repellent, better check the smelly
Eminem starts with E, better check the spelling
with a capital, somebody grab me a Snapple
I got an aspirin capsule trapped in my adam's apple (hurry up!)
Somebody dropped me on my head, and I was sure
that my mother did it, but the bitch won't admit it was her
I slit her stomach open with a scalpel when she was six months
and said, I'm ready now bitch - ain't you feelin these kicks cunt?
The world ain't ready for me yet, I can tell
I'll probably have a cell next to the furnace in hell
I'm sicker than sperm cells with syphillis germs
and I'm hotter than my dick is, when I piss and it burns
I kick you in the tummy until you sick to your stomach
and vomit so much blood that your clothes stick to you from it (yuck!)
(Yuck!) Hit you in the head with a brick til you plummet
If y'all don't like me, you can suck my dick til you numb it
And all that gibberish you was spittin, you need to kill it
Cause your style is like dyin in my sleep, I don't feel it

[Chorus (Eminem):]
Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
is fuckin crazy -- you hear me? Ha?
Is fuckin crazy -- hello, hi!
Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
is fuckin crazy -- do you hear me?
Is fuckin crazy

[Eminem]
I'm ice grillin you, starin you down with a gremlin grin
I'm Eminem, you're a fag in a women's gym
I'm Slim, the Shady is really a fake alias
to save me with in case I get chased by space aliens
A brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uranium
than a maniac Saudi Arabian
A highly combustible head, spazmatic
strapped to a Kraftmatic adjustable bed
Laid up in the hospital in critical condition
I flatlined jumped up and ran from the mortician
High speed, IV full of thai weed
Lookin Chinese, with my knees stuck together like siamese
twins, joined at the groin like lesbians
Uhh, pins and needles, hypodermic needles and pins
I hope God forgives me for my sins -- it probably all depends
on if I keep on killin my girlfriends

[Chorus: Eminem]

Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
is fuckin crazy -- you hear me? Ha?
Is fuckin crazy -- listen!!
Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
is fuckin crazy -- you hear me?
Is fuckin crazy

[Eminem]
Last night I O.D.'d on rush, mushrooms and dust
and got rushed to the hospital to get my system flushed
(Shucks!) I'm an alcoholic and that's all I can say
I call in to work, cause all I do is frolic and play
I swallow grenades, and take about a bottle a day
of Tylenol 3, and talk about how violent I'll be (RRARRRRH)
Give me eleven Excederin my head'll spin
Medicine'll get me revvin like a 747 jet engine
Scratched my balls til I shredded skin
Doctor, check this rash, look how red it's been
It's probably AIDS! Forget it then
I strike a still pose and hit you with some ill flows
that don't even make sense, like dykes usin dildos
So reach in your billfolds, for ten ducats
and pick up this Slim Shady shit that's on Rawkus
Somethin somethin somethin, somethin I get weeded
My daughter scribbled over that rhyme, I couldn't read it
Damn!

[Chorus (Eminem)]

Something's not right
I'm sorry,
I'm mentally retarded
Slim Shady
I think thats my name
Ruckus Records
Fuckin' Crazy
You hear us?
We're fuckin' crazy
All of us
Hi....bye
Nine somethin....

EMINEM Almost Haunted

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EMINEM Almost Haunted Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist
They call me Slim Roethlisberger
I go bezerker than a fed-up post-office worker
A merk her with a Mossberg
I'm pissed off get murdered
Like someone took a ketchup squirter
Squirted a frankfurter
For a gangster you shoulda shit your pants
When you saw the chainsaw get to waving
Like a terrible towel
I faced her around
But his fangs come out
Get your brains blown out
That's what I call blowing your mind
When I come back
Like nut on your spine
I'm a thumb tack
That you slept on son
Now here I come screaming attack like I just stepped on one
Low on the totem till he showed 'em
Defiance, giant scrotum
He don't owe them bitches shit
His bridges, he out grow'd em

[Taylor]
Come on, come on don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong
You're all I wanted

Come on, come on don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can't breath whenever you gone
Can't turn back now, I'm haunted

I'm back for revenge
I lost a battle that ain't happening again
I'm at your throat like strep
I step, strapped with a pen
Metaphors wrote on my hand,
Someone distorted my mint
Read some I wrote on a napkin
I do what I have to to win
Pull at it all stops, any who touch a mic prior's
Not even Austin Powers, how the fuck are they Mike Meyers
And tell that psycho to pass the torch
To the whack before I take a shit in his Jack-O-Lantern
And smash it on his porch
Now get off my dick
Dick's too short a word for my dick
Get off my antidisestablishmentariani sm, you prick
You call me the champ call me the space shuttle destroyer
I just blew up the challenger, matter fact I need a lawyer
I displaced my clause with enough plaster
To make a cast beat his ass naked and peed in his corner like burn choyder
You're the Eminem backwards, you're mini-me
See he's in a whole nother weight class
He smokes your BB's you beat back bullets
You're full of it you were just in his CD's
Left at Infinite, now he's back like someone pissed in his wheaties
No peace treaties, he's turned into a beast
His new Slim Shady EP's got the attention of the mighty D. R. E

I'm haunted I'm dead your gone

Come on, come on don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong
Won't finish what you started

Come on, come on don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can't breath whenever you gone
Can't go back, I'm haunted

Oooooh

You and I walk a fragile line
I have known it all this time
Never ever thought I'd see it break.
Never thought I'd see it

EMINEM A Drop In The Ocean

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EMINEM A Drop In The Ocean Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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A drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
I was praying that you and me might end up together.
It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert,
But I'm holding you closer than most'cause you are my heaven.

[Kanye West]
How you listen to a girl that still wanna man
Tell me the truth is that a man or Juwanna Mann
I'm wonderin' why she ret to go like Wanda then
When we met you was a V like Madonna, man
Now you in the field runnin' plays like Donovan
McNabb before you get in a cab
I'll trade in my cab
Just to take you back to last summer, man
You don't remember when you was my sweetest
You don't remember when I called you Reese's Pieces
Cause it's no wrong way to do you know what
She turned around and giggle said You so nuts!
But nowadays we actin' way too grown up
Like how ya ex girl get the new numba
The rumors was so numerous
For stickin' by me, I had to give you two thumbs up
And that's why

A drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
I was praying that you and me might end up together.
It's like a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
I was praying that you and me might end up together.

[Eminem]
So young, so full of life and vibrant,
Side by side wherever you was ridin', I went,
So close almost was some Bonnie and Clyde shit,
When Ronnie died you was right by my side,
With a shoulder to cry on and a tissue to wipe my eyes,
And a bucket to catch every tear I cried inside it,
You even had the same type of childhood I did,
Sometimes I just wanna know why,
Is it that you surcame to yours,
And mine I survived it,
You ran the streets I nine to fived it,
We grew up, grew apart as time went by us,
Then I blew up to both yours and mine surprises,
Now I feel the vibe I just cant describe it,
Much as your pride tries to hide it,
You're cold your touch, its like ice,
And your eyes is the look of resentment,
I can sense it and I don't like it

A drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
I was praying that you and me might end up together.
It's like a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
I was praying that you and me might end up together.

[Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, stuck alone in this wave race
Say I'm living too fast, don't plan on changing my pace
Got one foot on the gas, it's never a need for brakes
Smoke ez-rider's with hash, fuck bitches from out of state
Valet bringing my cars, waiter bringing me plates
Shrimp and fillet Mignon, we celebrate buying drinks
Wit a couple of broads my nigga's who got love for me
It's lonely at the top, I'm tired of having company
Uh, so while you busy trying to fit in, I'm a stand out
And view my life through this lens to see how it pan's out
Substitute teacher ass nigga's, need a handout
Middle finger screaming fuck them nigga's who hated,
I'm money affiliated
Pop another bottle, that chronic smokin degraded
Speculating me landing must of got me mistaken,
I'm speaking as the captain of the planes,
You's a runner on the jet way

A drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
I was praying that you and me might end up together.
It's like a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
I was praying that you and me might end up together.

EMINEM 8 Mile

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EMINEM 8 Mile Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Intro]
It's alright, it's OK, I'm gonna make it anyway,
I'ma make it, I'ma make it, I'ma make it.., somehow...

[Eminem]
Sometimes I just feel like, quitting I still might
Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skill's like
But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
Something ain't right, hit the brake lights
Case of the stage fright, drawing a blank like
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
Breaking eye balls, my insides crawl
and I clam up (wham) I just slam shut
I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
just been stripped, I have just been vicked
So I must then get off the bus then split
Man fuck this shit yo, I'm going the fuck home
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road

[Chorus]
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

[Eminem]
I'm walking these train tracks, trying to regain back
the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
To the same plant, and the same pants
Trying to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
And get a new plan, momma's got a new man
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
Ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad!
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet
It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet
Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
The pressure's too much man, I'm just trying to do what's best
And I try, sit alone and I cry
Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm begging you God
Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
Yo I'm telling you dawg I'm balling this trailer tomorrow
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow
On everything I own, I'll make it on my own
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it
Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest
To be walking this borderline of Detroit city limits
It's different, it's a certain significance,
A certificate of authenticity, you'd never even see
But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC
who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me
But yet I'm still unsigned, having a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
Who must I show, to bust my flow
Where must I go, who must I know
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Cause I ain't having no luck with this little rabbit's foot, fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit
I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit
At the Salvation Army trying to salvage an outfit
And it's cold, trying to travel this road
Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battling mode
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want
Is pity from no one, the city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apart
From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends
It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
What I'm doing I just blow, my head is a stove top
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid I don't got
But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Ain't no calling her next time I need a new girl
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
Suddenly a new burst of energy has occurred
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird
Then I turn and cross over the median curve
Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road

[Chorus]

EMINEM 50 Ways

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EMINEM 50 Ways Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Verse 1:]
You probably gonna think that I'm talking about you and you goddamn right I am
look at you, this is the minimal I could diss you
subliminally, but I think criminal instinct
has pushed me to the brink, my pussy does it stink
he still loves me cause he puts me in his ink
he does, doesn't he, still is, isn't he?
Nah, I'm just playing tug of war with his heart cause he misses me
I can still fuck him and leave him whenever I feel frisky
and there's no risk of disease cause he ain't with anyone is he?
this bitch really thinks she can get me
if she still wants me, driving across country
strapped him to the front seat, missing all the front teeth
thinking to herself when's the next time he's gonna punch me?
I told this cunt she's gonna over-do it once
and once she does, she'll be stuffed up in a trunk
crunch, he scrunched her up in a ball
bunched up nice and comfy
fuck around get dumped up in a lake 'fore you dump me
you cunning little cunt, deceitful witch
you thought you had me, 'till my shrink told me this

[Hook:]
The problem is all inside your head she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be 50 ways to leave your lover

[Verse 2:]
I feel like a serial killer
I keep dumping bodies in the lake, Imma get caught and sent up the river
I shiver when I think of the company I keep
how do I know she ain't gonna kill me when I sleep?
I shriek, every time she hands me something to drink
sex kept us together, when we slept together everything
was all better, she made me feel like a king
slowly, she began lowering my self-esteem
she go to the club and not answer the phone when I call her
and I just bought her a truck for 50,000 dollars
accused me of doing drugs and screaming holla
then I find a bag of coke on her, some marijuana
and all I know is every time I go
to them hiding spots, wherever she hides her blow
the little bags of dope, there was a pile of coke
that's growing smaller, and that was just a while ago
and I wouldn't even let on like I know
what was I supposed to do, call her out on it? we just argue
say she put it down on purpose and flipped the whole script
ooh she's a manipulative evil bitch
a cunning little cunt, little deceitful witch
she thought she had me, 'till my shrink told me this

[Hook:]
The problem is all inside your head she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be 50 ways to leave your lover

EMINEM 3 Verses

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EMINEM 3 Verses Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless
Patrolling corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in action
Than Rosco beating James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the wild hood
As a hazardous youth
With a fucked up childhood
That I used as an excuse
And aint shit changed
But kept the same mindstate
Since the third time that I failed 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence I just encourage it
I laugh at the sight of death
As I fall down a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the wind
You and a friend
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? Blow your brain out
I'm blowing mine out
Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now

It's only fair to warn
I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda Accord
With a 4 door Ford
But I'm more toward droppin an accapella
And choppin' a fella
To mozarella
Worse than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the cella
With your skeleton showing
Developing anorexia
While I'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death
With an IV in your veins
Feeding you liquid darvicet
Pumping you full of drugs
Pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance
And driven
To receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants
And given
A less than 20 percent chance
Of living
Have a possible placement
It's a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream I'M STILL ALIVE!
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire department
I've hired a arson
To set fire to carpet
And burn up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to start shit (?)
Got your bitch wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the bombas (?)
We blowin up your house killing your parents
and coming back to get your foster mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint making no more threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or less sick in the head
Maybe more cause I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before sabbath
Walk the block with a labrador
Strapit more corral for war than El Salvador
Foul style galore
Verbal cow manure
Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure

EMINEM 2.0 Boys

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EMINEM 2.0 Boys Lyrics, singer by EMINEM

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[Royce Da 5'9']
Ryan's a homocidal misfit
I write the solution of biophysics
On the side of a cliff and some hieroglyphics
This my admission to having violence psychotic
With the vile polish politics by the way I'm higher than the Eiffel tower tip
I like writing but I will stick this pencil in your ass before I bite ya shit
Pause, inhale hell n kush, us and Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push
Felon's, crooks, going door to door like he's selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mush
Now my bitch dancer, I'm bout as sick as cancer
If you could swallow my style, you probably rip ya pants off
If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody
It'd probably smell like cologne made out of bits of panther
They call me anchor man, I'll hold down the ship
Leave you niggas floating in water and go and drown a fish
fuck I'm fucking heinous, I'll make you fucking famous
Them lead showers is coming, fuck is you sayin'

[Eminem]
Fuck, it's fucking raining, shit, it's lightening
Bitch, its thundering, cause I'm hushing up I'm a storm if you wonderin'
Shit, you could muster up a thought, to take a toter? and a brain fart
Want urine in your face, all you had to do was say it
You wish you woulda just stayed pissed off in the first place
We came to monopolise the game
Illuminati is here, yeah, human oddities
at odds with us, just whats gotta be
Cause we started out cold and it snowballed
We froze, soon as we rolled up on these hoes
All's we know is you over the bar like Limbo/Limbaugh
You know who you are
So quit fucking the dark before we start callin' you bizaare
Shit screw the boots, ya'll dun raped a pitbull
Fell in love with Shih-tzu
This is directed directly at you
And as for these hoes who don't know me from a can of paint
You must be huffin', fuck a ballsack if the taints can't take you on a date
You mistake me for a gentleman, your 2000 and late man, Will-I-aint
I'm the bad guy, type of guy that will drag 5 girls up on stage
Pour ice in their pants and the first one who pee's gets a black eye

[Hook - Eminem]
You must be outta ya mind
You think you fucking with us
Suck on these nuts
Bitch hang it up, this game is over

[Joell Ortiz]
Puffing loosies, watching I Love Lucy with Gary Busey
Crazy, how the fuck could you son me? I'm Shady
Will there ever come a day when they could slay me?
I don't know, fifth month, black and yellow insect, maybe
Til then I kill the bad man tryna slay me
Everything you kick weak, your speak kung fu yazy
All my homeboys, 2.0 boys
Nickle, I just picked up a Phantom, look how it rolls, Royce!
Even if I wanted to quit, I ain't got no choice
Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice
You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist
Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moist
Bang bang bang bang, house gang, chainsaw
Here to kill you pussy's, don't ask what we came for
I write til my right arm vein's sore
Forearm feel like Thor's arm in a gang war
You hear that Yaowa, you know who finna file out
Definitively finish you, my fist stick out that eyeball
Piranha mentality with a jaws bite all night
Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight

[Joe Budden]
Jets and movers, cess-poolers, meth abusers
You step to us, text rugers to respect the shooters
My men think in sync, roll with the best crew
Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger
Welcome to nay hood, bigger than jects, G
Cheated death multiple times without riggin the deck
So I'm well prepped if you just want war
There'll be blood everywhere, you be laying on the Louboutin floor
It's raw, you keep acting like you don't know Mouse, nigga
And you gon' need the best doctors, house nigga
Guard your jewels and avoid large tools
Cause after I spill you at the light, you be in a car pool
Keep your distance from idiots, cause the truth told
They food for thought's rotten, they gems are fool's gold
Need results from my actions, mistakes I'll exonerate
I'm Martin King staring at a picture of Obama's face
Talking funds, niggas ain't never seen stock
I don't need the key to the game, I pick a mean lock

[Hook - Eminem]
You must be outta ya mind
You think you fucking with us
Suck on these nuts
Bitch hang it up, this game is over

[Crooked I]
Takeoff, you invited inside of the mind of a psychotic rhymer
I'm kind of a Dahmer, I'm grinding
Now rappers are lining up jackers, I'm climbing up ladders
I buy enough clappers to retire you factors, fire at drama
You liars and actors, I'm the genuine article
But read me wrong, get my gun and split you to particles, particles
Tell me when and I'm there
Not only heir to the throne, but my chair is suspended in air
Stay fly like a limited fare
You got us pegged wrong, my circle don't fit in with squares
I smell shit and piss, know where it's coming from
You stepped on number two just to be number one
Now I'ma step on you, bring it to yo yard
Bogart for arts, we go hard
You frauds just blow hard like broads, I coast guard the west
I'm Mozart, I compose dark shit with no heart

[Yelawolf]
I got no Jim Beam in the liver
Getting head like clean clippers, with haters on my dick like a jeans zipper
When I throw up 16's like I drink liquor
You think you seen sick? Well, bitch, you ain't seen sicker
Then I'll crack, and then I'll hop around in a hospital gown
Popping the trunk, my pumper stay cocking the round
I shit logs and I piss river brown
Cause I drink creek water and spit the river Nile
And that's as close as I get to a pyramid
Shit, they think I'm Illuminati, so fuckin' ignorant
Sick with a grin, here with this pen, so innocent
But when you win, they say you a sin, but in the end
They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing
Skinny-ass pants sagging, it's only yourself you playing
Call me a clown, but you love where the clown's hanging
And the freakshow's at the county carnival then you pay
Bitch, I'm on a trapeze with no legs in the dark
Yelling Go Shady driving slower than an old lady
In an old '89, no piece if you pay me
Gimme peace sign on my grill, no Mercedes
I'm getting paid for these shows that I throw lately
Same shows a year ago woulda broken most of you crazies
They call me crazy cause I made it
Bitch, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately
You ain't fucking wit' Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce
You don't wanna see the Crooked I, well, listen to Ortiz voice
That dirt road hit the 8 Mile, the porno boys
And if Marshall want me to clap, then homie, I deploy
Game over

[Eminem]
Yo, I don't think they heard you, tell 'em again
[Yelawolf]
Game over

BABYFACE Where Is My Love?

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BABYFACE Where Is My Love? Lyrics, singer by BABYFACE

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I want a woman I can do things for
Give her the world if she wants it
All things and even more
And anything her little heart desires
There's nothing I wouldn't do
And if she doesn't get quite enough
I'll break down to her knees
Until she screams
Please give me more

Where tell me
Where is my love, tell me
Where
Where is the girl of my dreams
For me
Oh, where is my love

Oh, I'm the kinda man that wants a special girl
To be the only tender in my world
She's the kinda girl that wants a special guy
To love her to the day she dies
Oh honey, the shame about it is
You don't even know I'm out there
Seems like I feel you near
Are you in this room
Will I meet you soon
Oh, please come to me

[HOOK 2 times]

[SPOKEN:]
You know
They say love is a many splendid thing, baby
So complicated, but so good
But you know we
We can't seem to find each other, can we baby
I mean, I'm looking for you
And you're looking for me too, but
I tell you what
I'm gonna keep searching 'til I find you baby, 'cause
I know you're out there somewhere
I won't give up on you baby
Just please come to me now, darlin'

Please tell me

[HOOK 3 times]