We cover all Eminem albums from 1996 to 2006 and more to come

We cover all Eminem albums from 1996 to 2006 and more to come!

EMINEM

album: "Infinite" (1996)

album: "Slim Shady EP" (1998)

album: "Slim Shady LP" (1999)

album: "The Marshall Mathers LP" (2000)

album: "The Eminem Show" (2002)

album: "Straight From The Lab EP" (2003)

album: "Encore" (2004)

album: "Curtain Call" (2005)

album: "Eminem Presents The Re-Up" (2006)

other songs:

"Wake Up Show Freestyle" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS


"Wake Up Show Freestyle"


[Eminem]
Yo, speed racer, 97' burgundy Blazer
Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer
I'm on some low ish,
I'm fed up wit the being broke ish
I'm not to joke wit
Bitch, I don't sell crack, I smoke it
My brains dusted; I'm disgusted at all my habits
Too many asprin tablets and empty medicine cabinets
Loosing battles to wack rappers 'cause I'm always too blunted
Walkin' up in the cypher smokin', talkin' like, "Who want it?"
Thug and crook; every drug in the book I've done it
My 9's at your frame,is that your chain? Run it
Who wants to die of an overdose of excessive flavor?
Aggressive nature got me stickin' you for your Progressive pager
Spectacular, battle rap manufacturer
Stole your mom's Acura, wrecked it, then sold it back to her
( Right right right ! ! ! ) (( Ding ! ! ! ))
The doctors you'll need after our battle are known as psychiatrics
I'll tell the nurses to hold a bed for you,
and I'ma make sure you come back for it
So barricade your infants, put up some extra fences
A woman beater, wanted for repeated sex offenses ( Ooh )
..Take em' on long vacation trips
Kidnappin' em' and trappin' em' in abusive relationships
Mess up your face and lips
Slit your stomach and watch your gut split
Gut you wit that razor that I use to shave my nuts wit ((Laughter))
Mama don't you cry, your son's too far gone
I'm so high, I don't even know what label I'm on
I'm messed up, feelin' like an over worked plumber
I'm sick of the crap, what's Dr. Kevorkian's phone number? ( Ha.. Hot )

"The Sauce" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS


"The Sauce"


[Eminem talkin']Its all bad now man, its all badBut yal done fucked up nowYeah ha ha, new shit, hey yoI just want the whole world to know:That I did not start this, but I will finish it

[Verse]Comin up it never mattered what color you wasIf you could spit then you could spit, thats it, thats what it wasBack when, motherf*ckers was straight back packinCypherin, fightin for life in this rapfor the mic to get past and you psyched and you gaspedand you hyped cuz you last and you might whoop some assIf you lost then you lost shake hands like a manand you swallowed it, when the unsigned hype columnat The Source was like, the only source of lightWhen the mics used to mean somethin, a four was likeyou were the shit, now its like the least you getthree and a half now just means you a piece of shitfour and a half or five, means you Biggie, Jigga, Nas,or Benzino I dont think you even realizeyou playin with motherf*ckers lives, I done watched Dreget ****ed on The Chronic, probably cuz I was on itNow you fucked me outa my mics twice I let it slideI said I wouldnt hold my f*cken breath to get a fiveSh*t I was right, Ida f*ckin died already tryinI swear to God I never lie I bet thats whyyou let that b*tch give me that bullsh*t reviewI sat and took it, I aint look at the sh*t we knewYou'd probly try to f*ck us with Obie and 50 tooF*ck a relationship we throughNo more Source with street cred, them days is deadDre's got A-Ks to Dave May's headEvery issue there's an eight page Made-Mens spreadWill somebody please tell whoever braids his headThat I am not afraid, hes just a f*ckin waste of leadon my pencil, for me to write some sh*t this simpleSo listen closely, as I break it down and proceedThis old Gs bout to get smoked like rolled weedYou dont know me or my motherf*ckin mother you motherf*ckin punkPut me on your fuckin cover just to sell your little sell out magI aint mad I feel bad, heres an ad, heres a poster of Ray-Ray and his dadYou wanna talk about some sh*t that you dont know about? yaLets talk about how your puttin you own son out thereTo try to eat off him, cuz you missed your boatYour never gonna blow b*tch your just too oldNo wonder your sore now lordy your bored nowIm pushin thirty your kickin fourty's door downB*tch this is war now, and youl never beat meall you do is cheat me out of QUATABLES but you knowthat youl always see me on your TVCuz you gotta stay up till three in the morninTo see your video played once on betSo he-he-he who has the last laugh?Aftermath ya so on behalf on our whole staffkiss our ass-hole cracks we'll never fold or hold backJust know that Benzinos wackno matter how many times I say his name, hell never blow jackYour better off tryin to bring R-S-O backLook at your track record thats how far it goes backIts extortion n Ray own's a proportionso half of the staff up there is fresh outta jail from bostonBullyin and bossin, Dave like a slave they've completely brainwashed himAnd forced him to stay locked in his own office afraid of the softestfakest, wannabe gangster in New YorkAnd its pitiful, cuz I would have never said sh*t to you if you'd have kept your mouth shutB*tch now what? Hit it Clue, spit it SlayNew sh*t, exclusive, yo Lantern, Whoo KidYou know what to do with this: use itIm through, this is stupid, I cant believe I stooped to thisbullsh*t to do this...

And who you callin a b*tch? B*tch. You owe me.

"Sweet Home Alabama" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS


"Sweet Home Alabama"


Well Jimmy moved in with his mother
Cos he ain't go no place to go
And now i'm right back in the gutter
With a garbage bag that's full of clothes

Cause you live at home in a trailer
What the hell you gonna do (yee-hah!)
Cuz i live at home in a trailer
Mom I'm coming home to you

Well my name is Jimmy
He's name's Greg Buehl
Me and him and you, - we went to the same school
This ain't cool... I'm in a rage
He's tapping my mom and we're almost the same age
On the microphone i drop bombs
Look at this car... 'Thanks a lot, Mom!'
"Here and happy birthday Rabbit! Here's a brand new car, you can have it. A 1928 Delta..."
This shit won't even get me to the shelter
And I can't even stand for mowtown
Cuz i'm back in the 810 now

Cos i live at home in a trailer
Mom i'm coming home to you

"Stimulate" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS


"Stimulate"


Psst... hey, listen!
Lalalalala! I love my job. Whoo! Makes me feel like Superman!
Can you fly? I can. Wanna see?

[Chorus]
I'm only entertaining you
My goal is to stimulate, making you high
And take you and I
To a place you can't see
But I believe you can fly
I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partying
I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just a man who's on the mic
So let me entertain you...


[Eminem]
My lyrical content is constantly under fire
No wonder why I constantly bomb back
To combat attacks with constant concepts
When lyrics are constantly took outta context
Failure to communicate with congress has
Been a problem for the longest, I guess
But maybe one day we can make some progress
Food for thought - see how long it takes to digest
Feeling good when I should be ashamed
Sh*t, I really should've fell but I stood
See I came like a flame in the night
Like a ghost in the dark; there's a ray, there's a light
There's a hope, there's a spark
But when planets collide they'll never see eye to eye
Until they decide to set their differences aside
And this is why only one of us will survive
So children follow my lead and feel the vibe, cause

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
My music can be slightly amusing
You shouldn't take lyrics so serious, it might be confusing
Just trying to seperate the truth from entertainment
It's stupid, ain't it? I get sick of trying to explain it
See I could sit and argue with you but it goes beyond
Just being a snot, pointy-nosed bleach-blond
Cause I came here to uplift; let your woes be gone,
Tell 'em to get fu*ked and just mosie on
Constantly moving, constantly using the constitution
As a form of restitution
Bless the children, nothing less than brilliant
Let me entertain you like Robbie Williams
I'll be here when y'all are gone, rebuilding,
World revolving, still evolving, still Slim
How many kids'll copy? Probably millions,
But I'ma do this as a fu*king hobby till then, cause

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
My lyrical content contains subject matter
That sucks up all these fu*ked up young kids
At an alarming rate; common denominate
Add it up and you'll see just why I dominate
I try to stimulate but kids emulate,
And mimmick every move you make - "Slim, you great!"
But wait, can't you see I'm only here to entertain?
I gotta be the one to go against the grain
Cause man, I see it, feel it, live it, but it's inhumane
For me to see you be influenced but pretend you ain't
But they don't understand that I've been through pain
If you get to know me I could be a friend you gain
But you can't just stand there and try to judge
It hurts but you're jealousy probably tears you up inside as much
And it's such a pleasure, every button that I touch
I treasure every glutton that I punish in my lust, but

[Chorus]

"Run Rabbit Run" LYRICS EMINEM

Eminem LYRICS

"Run Rabbit Run"

Some days I just wanna up and call it quits,I feel like I’m surrounded by a wall of bricks,Everytime I go to get up I just fall in piss,My life’s like one great big ball of shit,If I could just put it all in all I spit,Instead I always try to swallow it,Instead of staring at this wall and shit,While I sit writers block sick of all this shit,Cant call it shit, all I know is I’m about to hit the wall,If I have to see another one of mom’s alchaholic fits,This is it, last straw, thats all, thats it,I ain’t dealing with another fucking politic,I’m like a stewin bubble in him, till it filters up,I’m about to kill it, I can feel it building up,Blow this building up, I’ve been sealed enough,My cup run it over I’ve been filled up,But then explosion bust and spills my guts,You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,But I’m a show you what, you gonna feel my rush,You don’t feel it then it must be too real to touch,Feel to touch, I’m about to tear shit up,Goosebumps, yeah I’m make your hair sit up,Yeah sit up, I’m a tell you who I be,I’m make you hate me cause you ain’t me,You aint, it ain’t to late to finally see,What you close minded fucks were too blind to see,Whoever find me, is gonna get a finders fee,Out this world and ain’t no one out there mind as me,You need peace of mind, well here’s a piece of mine,All I need’s a line but sometimes,I don’t always find the words to rhyme,To express how I’m really feeling at that time,Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, just sometimes,Its always me, how dark can these hallways be,The clock stikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)I’m desperate at my desk if I could just get the rest,Of this shit off my chest, again, stuck in this slum,Cant think of nothing, fuck I’m stumped,But wait here comes something,Nope, it’s not good enough, scribbel it out, new pad,Krinkel it up and throw that shit out,I’m fisseling now thought I had figured it out,Ball’s in my court but I’m scared to dribbel it out,But I’m afraid, why am I afaid, why am I a slave to this trade,Sign that I’ll spit to the grave, real enough to rawl you up,What me to flip it I can rip it any style you want,I’m a switch, yeah a bitch, jimmy smith ain’t a quitter,I’m a sit here till I get enough,For me to finally hit a fucking boiling point,Put some oil in your joints,Flip the coin bitch come get destroyed,An mc’s worst dream I make them tense since they hate me,See me and shake like a shangeling fence,By the looks of them you would swear yours was comming,By the scream of them you would swear I’m sawing something,By the way they running you would swear the law was coming,Its now or never tonight is all or nothing,Momma, jimmy keep leaving on us, he said he’d be back,He pinky promised, I don’t think he’s honest,I be back baby I just got to beat this clock,Fuck this clock, I’m make them eat this watch,Dont believe me watch, I’m a win this race,And I’m a come back and rub my shit in your face,Bitch I found my neck, you gonna hear my voice,Till you sick of it you ain’t gonna have a choice,If I gotta scream till I have half a lung,If I have half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...

"Off the Wall" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS


"Off the Wall"
(feat. Redman)


[Eminem]
No matter what people say
I'm gonna keep rapping this way
No matter what you may think
I'm gonna keep doing my thing

[Eminem]
I'm almost as famous as fat bald men
Decided to write songs to teach Musketeers to sing
I stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty years of bad luck [crash]
Causing terror to Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled in his pants
Gotta have it, I hold Tylenol in his hands
'til it melts in his fucking palms and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who visit the playground
With two biscuits to lay down the school district
Get pistol whipped with a Mauseburg
With a pistol grip and fed pitbulls shit
Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits
If I get too rich, I just get sued

[Redman]
Yo, I leave with no injure, after I blow four in you
One handstand on top of your ninja
Crash it, (ERRRR) Doc stir the madness
'til you all outta work like Tony Atlas
Walking, cans in the laundry basket
America's most with the army after us
Fuck flossing, we take what's yours
A low fifteen like a ace in four
I'm outta work, but Doc laid them off
(shit, the power's out)
The tape is off
Yo, you targeted from arsonists
Papermate pens filled with arsenic
I got hoes that don't know what Prada is
Doc could shape up, touch your barber miss
Betty you with a bloody blade
I turn rap camps into Crystal Lake
Fuck bitches face is what I'm gonna do
'Cause that what white boy Tano do

[Eminem]
So how is everybody doing tonight?
Hope you're in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight
'Cause uh, we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you all don't wanna bump to this... Off the Wall!!

[Redman]
Yo, so how is everybody feeling tonight?
Hope you're in the mood to get rude and ill in a fight
'Cause uh, we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't wanna bump... Off the Wall!!

[Eminem]
No matter what people say
I'm gonna keep rapping this way
No matter what you may think
I'm gonna keep doing my thing

[Redman]
Yo, you could buy Jaz spittin', hospital, son admit it
Rip your lips off, kiss my ass with it
Slap bitches, got Marshall Maths [printing]
Weed, X, and the acid tabs did it
I'm "What's happening?" with no "Rerun"
Doc Rob "Deniro" when the "Heat" come
My barrel hang out the Camaro
Aimed at the nose of them hoes it's hard to breathe from
Flash the gat, your town, bogardin'
Your wallet, your chain the main target
Beef is like cold engine, don't start it
Bust in the air and hit a airplane pilot
We clowned you, rap surround sounds around you
From ten speed and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, cock the M & M
Blood flows with 2Pacalypse and them

[Eminem]
It's like, Funk Doctor meets the punk rocker
Got the drugs stopped inside the lunch box [uh]
Pop junk like I just got jumped
Popped the trunk and pulled out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, it's all good, thank God for Vodka
'Cause with my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker
Probably got a fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic calling me up there
My man Stan with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a tan tinted Sedan
He pull your mouth out 'til you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich, or your can spinach and Spam
'til you gotta sip through a straw, shoplifted a mall
Pictures of me on my mom's living room wall
Hey ma, maybe I'll give you a call
Sike you fucking bitch, suck a dick and two balls
I'm giving you all my job descript'
which is to piss bitches and priest off with this
Pop more pills than police officers
Arrive at the scene and pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my balls
But you all can kiss my ass, pants off and all
'Cause I'm so goddamn off the wall
I might as well as be a painting smashed on the floor

[Redman]
So how is everybody feeling tonight?
Hope you're in the mood to get rude and ill in a fight
Cause uh, we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't wanna bump to this... Off the Wall!

[Eminem]
So how's everybody doing tonight?
Hope you're in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight
Cause uh, we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this... Off the Wall!

[Eminem]
No matter what people say
I'm gonna keep rapping this way
No matter what you may think
I'm gonna keep doing my thing
No matter what people say
I'm gonna keep doing my thing
No matter... oh

"Nail In The Coffin" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS


"Nail In The Coffin"


[Eminem]
This motherfucker man, just won't shut up will you?
Talk about I owe you, bitch you owe me
I'm promoting you right now
Man lets put the nail in his coffin

[Chorus]
I dont want to be like this
I dont really want to hurt no feelins
But Im only bein real when I say nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap
Old men have heart attacks
and I dont want to be responsible for that so
Put the mic down and walk away
You can still have a little bit of dignity

[verse 1]
I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino
an 83 year old fake Pachino
So how can he hold me over some balcony
without throwin his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me
Please dont, youl probably fall with me
and our asses will both be history
But then again youl'll finally get your wish
cuz youl be all over the street like 50 Cent
Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump
gimme a one-on-one see if I dont fuck you up
Tryin to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up
And you put Jada on a track thats how much you suck
dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin
You sit behind a fuckin desk at The Source butt-kissin
and beggin motherfuckers for guest appearences
and you can even get the clearances cuz real lyricists
dont even respect you or take you serious
Its not that we dont like you, we hate you - period
Talk about a mid-life crisis damn
last week you was shakin Obie Trice's hand
Now hes a busta? What the fucks with that?
Get on a track dissin us kissin 50's ass
and askin me what I know about inditements-bite me
bitch I got two cases, and probation - fight me!
What do I know about standin in front of a judge like a man
ready to take whatever sentence he hands
What you know about your wife slicin her wrists
right in front of the only thing you have in this world - a little girl?
And I put that on her, when this is all over
I would never try to make her a star and eat off her
I dont know shit about no shoppin rocks
But what you know about hip-hop shops rockin spots?
When your the only white boy in that bitch just rippin
pressin up your own flyers and your stickers stickin
them bitches up after spendin six hours at Kinkos
Just makin copys of your covers of cassette singles
and sell them out the trunk of your Tracer
Spendin your whole paycheck at Disc Makers
What you know about bein bullied over half your life?
Oh thats right, you know what thats like, your half white
Vanilla Ice,spill the beans and rice, Im eaten you alive inside
Jesus Christ, if your that much of a gangster, put the mic down
You should be out killin motherfuckers right now
Kill a motherfucker dead, kill'em dead bitch
Shoot'em in the fuckin head, go ahead bitch
Slap my mom, slap the f*ck outa her!
She cant sue you, she wouldnt get a buck out of you
Cuz your broke as fuck you suck your a fuckin joke
If you was really sellin coke, well then what the fuck
you stop for dummy? If you slew some crack
you'd make alot more money than you do from rap
You never had no security, you'll never be famous
You'l never now what its like to be rich, lifes a bitch aint it?
Raymond, here, let me break this shit down in lamens
terms for you just to make sure that you can understand this
and Canibus they usin too many complicated fuckin words for you
Here then let me slow it down for you
so you can understand if I say it slower:
Let it go dawg it's over

[Chorus]

[Eminem talkin]
Haha
Talkin bout I have motherfuckers callin your crib
bitch you aint even got a fuckin crib
You aint even got a fuckin phone, fuckin Bum
Threatened to shut me down at your little fuckin Source magazine
if I come back then you would attack me, bitch you attacked me first
take it like a man and shut the fuck up
and fuck your little magazine too
I dont need your fuckin magazine, I got XXL number anywayz
And yall cant stand it cuz there gettin bigger than yall
oh, and by the way, howed I look on the VMAs?
When you was watchin me from whatever fuckin TV you was watchin me from in Boston
The mean streets of Boston, fuckin sissy
Like you got us scared in the motherfucker, suck our motherfuckin dicks
Oh, and for those thats dont know, dont get it twisted yo, the Source has a white owner

"My Name is" (Radio/Video Edit) LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"My Name is" (Radio/Video Edit)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?)My name is.. [scratches] Slim ShadyHi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?)My name is.. [scratches] Slim Shady

Ahem.. excuse me!Can I have the attention of the class for one second?

[Eminem]Hi kids! Do you like Primus? (Yeah yeah!)Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!)Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did?Try {'cid} and get messed up worse that my life is?My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straightbut I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to {impregnate}And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!"Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!"Well since age twelve, I've felt like a caged elfwho stayed to himself, in one space, chasin his tail (blalblalblabla)Got ticked off and ripped Pamela Lee's lips offKissed em and said, "I ain't know silicone was 'sposed to be this soft"I'm bout to pass out and crash, and fall in the grassfaster than a fat man who sat down too fastC'mere lady! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)I don't give a damn, Dre sent me to tick the world off!

[Chorus]

[Eminem]My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high (Damn!)Thanks a lot.. next semester, I'll be thirty-fiveI smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a staplerand told him to change the grade on the paper (Now!)Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped upServed the bartender, then walked out with a tip cupExtraterrestrial, runnin over pedestriansin a spaceship while they're screamin at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!"Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied toI just found out my mom does more {dope} than I doI told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapperMake a record about doin {drugs} and name it after her (Here mom!)You know you blew up when the women rush your standsand try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!)This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?)So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, {ASSHOLE!}'

[Chorus]

[Eminem]Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!)Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE!I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to dieI'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried aliveAm I comin or goin? I can barely decideI just drank a fifth of Kool-Aid -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead)All my life I was very deprivedI ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hideClothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too)I spit when I talk, I'll {fuck} anything that walks (C'mere)When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fitsHOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO {TITS!} (WAH!)I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulleproof vest on and tap myself in the head (BANG!)I'm steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!) And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?)Ask him if he bought a porno mag and seen my ad

[Chorus]

"My Name Is (Bootleg Version)" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS


"My Name Is (Bootleg Version)"


[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?)
My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady
Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?)
My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady

Ahem.. excuse me!
Can I have the attention of the class
for one second?

[Eminem]
Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!)
Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!)
Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!)
Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight
but I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..)
And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!"
Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!"
Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else
Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast
C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)
I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off!

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
My English teacher wanted to have sex in junior high
The only problem was my English teacher was a guy
I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler
and stapled his nuts to a stack of paper (Owwwwwwww!)
Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up
Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup (Wsssshhhhh...)
Extraterrestrial, killin pedestrians
Rapin lesbians while they screamin: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!"
Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to
I just found out my mom does more dope than I do
I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper
Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!)
You know you blew up when the women rush your stands
and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!)
This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?)
So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!'

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!)
Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE!
I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die
I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive
Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide
I just drank a fifth of vodka -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead)
All my life I was very deprived
I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide
Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too)
I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (C'mere)
When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits
HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS! (WAH!)
I lay awake and strap myself in the bed
Put a bulleproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (BANG!)
I'm steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!)
And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?)
Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had

[Chorus]

"Murder Murder (Remix)" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Murder Murder (Remix)"

[Chorus: Eminem (repeat 4X)]

It's murder she wrote (it's murder she wrote)It wasn't nuttin for her to be smoked (for her to be smoked)

[Eminem]Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each handWent up in Eastland and shot a policemanFuck a peace plan, if a citizen bystandsthe shit is in my hands, here's yo' lifespanAnd for what yo' life's worth, this money is twice thanGrab a couple grand and lamp in IcelandSee I'm a nice man but money turned me to SatanI'm thirsty for this green so bad I'm dehydratinHurry up with the cash bitch, I got a ride waitinShot a man twice in the back when he tried skatinI want the whole pie, I won't be denied nathanMaybe I need my head inside straightenedBrain contemplatin, clean out the registerDip before somebody catches yaor gets your description and sketches yaThe connection was the prime suspectBut I ain't set to flee the scene of the crime just yetCause I got a daughter to feedAnd $200 ain't enough to water the seedThe best thing would be for me to leave Taco Bell and hit up Chess KingAnd have the lady at the desk bringmoney from the safe in the back, stepped in wavin the MacCooperate, and we can operate, and save an attackThis bitch tried escapin the jackGrabbed her by the throat, it's murder she wroteYou barely heard a word as she chokedIt wasn't nuttin for her to be smokedBut I slammed her on her back til her vertebrae brokeJust then the pigs bust in yellin "Freeze"But I'm already wanted for sellin ki'sAnd bunch of other felonies from A to Z like spellin beesSo before I dropped to the ground and fell on kneesI bust shots, they bust backHit be square in the chest, wasn't wearin a vestLeft the house, pullin out the drive backin outBlew the back end out this lady's Jag, started blackin outPulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her faceShut your yackin mouth, 'fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalpDrug her by her hair, smacked her upThinkin fuck it, mug her while you're there, jacked her upStole her car, made a profitGrabbed the tape from out the deck and offed it out the windowLike the girl in "Set It Off" didJetted off kid, stole the whip, now I'm a criminalDrove it through somebody's yard, dove into they swimmin poolClimbed out and collapsed on the patioI made it out alive but I'm injured badly thoughParents screamin: "Son, go in and call the policeTell em there's a crazy man disturbing all of the peace!"Tried to stall him at least long enough to let me leap upRun in they crib and at least leave with some little cheap stuffActin like they never seen nobody hit a ;ick beforeSmashed the window, grabbed the Nintendo 64When they sell out in stores the price triplesI ran up the block jumpin kids on tricyclesand collided with an 80-year old lady with groceriesThere goes cheese, eggs, milk and Post ToastiesStood up and started to see starsToo many siren sounds, it seemed like a thousand police carsBarely escaped, must-a been some dumb luckJumped up and climbed the back of a movin dump truckBut I think somebody seen me maybePlus I lost the damn Nintendo and I musta dropped the Beanie BabyFuck it I give up, I'm surrounded in blue suitsCame out with a white flag hollerin "TRUCE TRUCE"and surrendered my weapon to copsWasn't me! It was the gangster rap and the peppermint Schnapps

[Chorus]

[Chorus (repeats again to fade)]

"Love Me" Lyrics Eminem

Eminem Lyrics

"Love Me Lyrics" (feat. Obie Trice, 50 Cent)

[Verse 1: Obie Trice]You don't see me in the hoodIt's cause I'm doing this man

Niggas, I'm still grinding, (yeah...)I'm still hearing those sirens,I'm still getting chased by those lights,Only the light's mine and my mic's onAnd my time is none because I'm writing more,And I ain't here to meet a soul in this buisness,I'm here to eat, speak, until these hoes feel this, (for sure...)and I can't let y'all derail me man, I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obiecause Obie be back, (ain't goin' nowhere man...)We got them craps going onand that yak going on,soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin',It's whateva, put that on the chedda man,but in the meantime, it's Jimmy Ivene time,chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out,this is it my nigga, this what we boast about,Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouthAnd show me love bitch..

[CHORUS: Obie Trice]I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (I dont love you bitch)I wanna hold you in the morning, (Ha)hold you through the night (Hahaha)

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (We wanna love alcohol, we wanna love guns,)I wanna hold you in the morning, (we wanna love money)hold you through the night.. (Ha) (we don't wanna love bitches though)

[Verse 2: Eminem]There's a certain mystique when I speak,that you notice that it's sorta unique,cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep,and I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat,you can't sit still, it's like tryin to smoke crackand go to sleep, I'm strapped,just knowing any minute I could snap,I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped,I bully these rappers so bad lyrically,it ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry,it ain't even money, you can't pay me enoughfor you to play me, it's cockamamie,you just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady,my noodle is cockadoodle, my clocks cuckoo,I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kitten-kaboodle,I'm just brutal. It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it,there's no humor in it no more, you knowI'm rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag,you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my assyou better love me bitch

[CHORUS:]I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,I wanna hold you in the morning,hold you through the night

[Obie Trice:](and all the bitches say)

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,I wanna hold you in the morning,hold you through the night

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]my buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name,if it ain't about the flow,it's about the stones and the chain,if I was you, I'd love me too,I roll like a bus, 9-11 pulse same color as cranberry sauce,I ain't gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit,then we find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch,niggas eatin popcorn, right, rewinding the tape,now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin rape,i'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoes,I thought Lil' Kim was hot then she start fucking with her nose, (God Damn)used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet,then the bitch put out a CD that didn't have no beats, (uh-huh)that boy D'Angelo he determined not to fail,that nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell,my back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes,and Big Ben told Charlie to deepthroat

[CHORUS:]I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,I wanna hold you in the morning, (I luv'a burnish the monies, the bunnies)hold you through the night(I just wanna hold you

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, I wanna hold you in the morning,(I just wanna love you)hold you through the night

"Just Rhymin Wit Proof" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Just Rhymin Wit Proof" (feat. Proof of D-12)

[Eminem]Are we supposed to shut up or talk...I'll cut your butt up and walk...Around with my ass showing all over the fuckin town

[Proof]....Then You get done up in chalkYo....

[Eminem]We ready...we ready .. we ready.. we ready ?Ready to hold it steady....Speakin of hold it steady....You can hold my nuts steady and then....I can stick my dick in you like a machette...If you're a girl...If you're a girl then you're my world...And I will kill anybody...That means... you, her or himIt doesnt matter cuz I'm EminemAnd I'm Slim...I'm also slim and your future's Whim

[Proof]Ha ha....don't stopD-12 y'all...yea we bust it off the topWe get in that ass Preparation-H styleKnock more boots than that group H-Town (Booo!)Everybody tryina tell us to wait nowYou look dumb as fuck...Like Puffy in his video on that breakdown (hahaha)Tryin to dance aroundHow the fuck it feel lock in hand set nowSever your style .. Divide and ParishPart ish...when my cart is bustin thru this...Wassup to Bizzare KidTargets get hit and liftoffHere it is we bout to rip offLick shots...no time...we gettin dick snotEmzy...

[Eminem]Speakin of lift off....I'm blastin off...your ass is soft...so I'm startin to jack offCuz I'm so horny...and your lyrics are so cornyThat they bore me and I woke up too late this morningOr too early...wait a minute there goes Shirley...The girly I fucked last year when her hair was curly Couldnt remember it cuz I was InfiniteAnd I met ken Kaniff in ConnecticutHe said his predicits and pronouns and wanted to throw downAnd he said òÀÜI like youòÀÝ...and then he walked up and said òÀÜ let me snake biteyouòÀÝAnd I said hell no...kicked him with my shell toe...Gave him a elbow...Ayo Proof ...go....

[Proof]Yo it's the D to the 1 - 2What you wanna get done to...Your chest plate...eradicateGet your flesh ate...easily done..Here it is...Freestyle...no need to write shit...cuz when we write shitY'all like to bite shit...that why street light up when we write stuffIt's time to be the champions at this...it's D-121-2 True crew...Slim Shady and Big proofKnockin over Igloos in Alaska when we blast yaA massacre creator, one time for dataDarker than Vader...go anybody hot as the equatorIt's time to get down one time for those that dont know usGirls wanna blow us like Monica....LewinskyCome against me...

[Eminem]Go and see I'm an invincible McIf you dont believe it then you wanna try to convince meThat you're doper than me...which we'll hopeYou would hope to be....but hopefully I will rock globalyAnd nationwide...thats why my ass is wideThats why your ass just died on the passanger side...Like a fuckin ride...when it got shot up by a drive byWhen I drove by 5 times and gave it five triesAnd still missed itI got a fuckin mental illness a gentle stillness...Violence...complete silence is what I need in the room while I freestyleWhat I need is to do...what is need is smoke weed and brewAnd......smoke brew ? You don't smoke brew...If you do I'll choke you and then I garauntee I'll out smoke youYou're crew's a joke too and i can stick my dick in a bitch and poke you....

[Proof]Stick it in there....rock with my cock on sky rockKnock ya eye out the sock...(sock)Get..(get) yeah we come to rock....(it)So don't get in the way cuz we gon drop....(shit)Now how you feel right now we bust yo..op....(tic)....(tock)We lunatics with mics and we dont stop we come to rockThe dirty dozen is non-stop..To the top from tree tops to ewoks that pop ReeboksAnd men with pre-opsYo now there is 3-Pac'sMaster P....Thug Life and now it's 2pacGet back to that one...here goes the rhyme that you dropped...

[Eminem]The rhyme that I dropped is stickin up IHOPIn high tops and walking around like a one eyed CyclopsAnd you can't see me....I only got one eye and I can still see youYou can even give it a dumb try...If you're a dumb guy then come try thisBut I rock the microphone with my flynessSo get off my jock..get of my cock..when I sky rock ...it in sky rock..shit...bitch

[Proof]Ayo...a lot of people always try to tell us...that we gona be better or failruesBut me or slim yo you cant tell me...You try to freestyle son we gon put these verses on your LpSlow down with that old stuff....I heard the most of y'all is Mos Def

[Eminem]My Lp...my whole Lp...tha last one was screaming help meYou couldnt melt me if you was Vanilla Ice...Yo guess what....My NuuuuuuuuutzHere I go with the lyrical miracle...spiritual spirital...you dont wanna hear it thoI rickety rock the micrphoneDon't do it dont do it cuz that shit is stupid...I knew itI take a beat and loop it...i take a beat and troop itWhat the fuck did that mean...I dont know but i got phat jeans onAnd I already said that but I dont know where my head's atAll I wanna do is go back to the hotel and know where my bed's at

[Proof]yo wheres the beds at so we can relax and catch EaseY'all dont want none of tha dirty Deez>From the 3-1 its for the three of thirdsOne third Mc yo we smoke y'all like herbsUnder the curb early morn take it to born Y'all get broke up...put back together ...re-enacmentSome times you see this...you just a faggotNo need to tag it...wit more loot that Jimmy Swagart

[Eminem]Faggot....uh oh...was that homophobic...But no one knows it...and I'm so homophobic I wont even throw clothes in the ClosetFuck it...I've lost it....I'm holocausted...see my face it's written all acrossed itThis beer makes me wanna disappear this yearI'm so high I'm bout to die...and I'm so tired I'm bout to fryYou're so fired you're down

[Proof]Hey....it's me...it's the hamster man...Coming all the way from Amsterdam....And I come to tell you all a little secret.....So you can ........eat it ....you got to grab your crackers{mumbling}

[Eminem]Quit spittin your writ shit bitch I'll kill you and kick you In your motherfuckin dick and your clit...you little pussyHermaphardite with no apettiteAnd you aint rappin right but you was taking rapid bitesOf my dick when you was on it...my brain is hauntedI walk up in a place in a t shirt wit my stains on itBut i dont give a damn...give a fuck...give a shit...give a hellgive a piss give a dick give a lick

[Proof]Yea....live and direct it's usYou better back up...

[Eminem]You better back up before I jack offBack off before I jack off

[Proof]You better back off before he jack off (laughing)You better back off before I jack off

[Eminem]Colder than Jack Frost...smack you across your faceWhile I'm still jackin offSittin in the closet beatin my shitAint got nuttin else to do cuz I'm thinkin of a bitchWait a minute ...oh shit she's here...Look who walked in the door....come in it's Britney Spears(Ken Kaniff)Oh....come here little girlcome here little girl

[Eminem]What happened? (I dunno)We stopped rappin (Oh it's Clappin)Gun clappin...and all I need is one napkin to wipe the cum offWhen I come off with the drum offWhatever the hell that meant...but I can still speak wit a accentA french accent Excuse my french but Suck my dick touche le le poo...uhh....bitch

[Proof]Bonjuor...I'm here with the cure...Oh yea lets rock it for the drawerHey Em...how you doin this is me...The Em jock...get off my...Damn cock .....laughing....

"Invasion (The Realest)" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS


"Invasion (The Realest)"


"So let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around, what is this?"

[scratching] What is this? what is this?

[Intro]
The Invasion! (Invasion yeah)
Green Lantern! the infiltration, we comin'! (yeah)

[Bridge: Eminem]
I got 50 Cent, I got G-Unit
D-Tweezy in this bitch, wit Obie Trice!
So watch what you say, 'fore you call our name
Cause you say one more thing and it won't be nice!

[Verse: Eminem]
Whoa, here we go, I shoulda' known
I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit
Sooner or later you little haters
Are too jealous of us to love us
You hate it G-Unit made it and Obie's coming
D-Tweezy's coming you're sick to your stomach
50 percent of it's 50 cent
The other 50 percent of it's who's color of skin it is
But if you even considerin' taking our label down
You better find our building and fly a fucking plane into it
But I ain't trying to get too intricate into it
I'm just trying to you give you a little hint for your own benefit
Cause then it's gonna get to the point
Where it escalates to some other shit
Then I'm a flip, then I'm a get to
"Stomping in my Air Force Ones"
But you won't be able to tell
If it's two pairs or it's one
It's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking you
You'd think Nike just made these into cleats in this shoe
I don't know what it is or what it could be
But I get a woody when these pussies try to push me
Thinking they gonna put me in a position to pickle me
Y'all tickle me pink
I think I'd just rather have Pink tickle me
Hickory dickory dock, tickety tock tickety
A little bit of the diggedy doc diggedy
Mixed with a little bit of the
Jigga-Ja-Jigga
Wit a small pinch of Biggie
Look at me, I'm just the bomb diggedy

[Chorus: Eminem]
We the realest label
Don't try to act like you don't feel our label
Cause we gon' fuck around and kill your label
Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady Record,
We the label fa' sho!

We the realest label
Don't try to act like you don't feel our label
Cause we gon' fuck around and steal your paper
Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50,
We gon' kill your fuckin' label fa' sho!

[Eminem]
Shady in the place to be see
And I got what it takes to +Roc The Mic+ right!
Still watch what you say to me punk
Cause I'm off probation in less than six months [gun cocked]

[Outro]
Haha, Shady Records
Still Aftermath, and don't think we don't
Hear you motherfuckers talkin'!
Cause we do and we see y'all
We just gon' sit back for a minute
While I see what the FUCK y'all do

"Hellbound (H&H Remix)" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Hellbound (H&H Remix)" (feat. J-Black, Masta Ase)

[Announcer]Welcome back, to the stage of history

[Eminem]Yo.. Slim Shady!Yo.. I'll fuckin.. I'll..I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww)Battle? I'm too weeded to speak toThe only key that I see to defeat youwould be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat youand force feed you 'em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoeI'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse you'll think I pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you (Bitch!) I ain't no fuckin G, I'm a cannibal I ain't tryin to shoot you, I'm tryin to chop you into pieces and eat youWrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattressCoke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!)Fuck the planet, until it spins on a broken axisI'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casketto fill it full of explosive gassesand close it back with a lit match in it while I sit back and just hope it catches Blow you to fragmentsLaugh, roll you and smoke the ashes

[Chorus: J-Black (repeat 2X)]

I see the light at the endBut every time I take a step, it gets dimTell me is this hell we're livin in?If so, heaven's got to be betterBut if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down

[J-Black]Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never)I run a red light then sideswipe a hearseI'ma drink 'til my liver rot, see the docLeave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, 'til the liver spotOne day we all gon' dieBut when I die, I'ma be so highthat I'ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete barewith the chalk outline still thereI smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lotI got a cross on my chain but it's just a rockNow if I pray everynight (night)Do I still have to hold my trey very tight?You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on EarthI smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worseI bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpseSince way back, I was one to never like back-talkSee me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a NordfaceNickle nine at my waist, God done lost faithAngels greet me but I don't reply backJust show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at?

[Chorus 1/2]

[Announcer]Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burnsFinal battle, fight!

[Masta Ace]Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee CorsoCall me a lost soul, with a vest on my torsoAnd of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to dangerLike Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my angerI breathe down shit so hard you can see soundAnd beat down these rap clowns in like three roundsMy pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swaggerTie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag herTen blocks, untie the bitch and I still bag herGive her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lagerMy shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnelMy flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnelEveryday I grow more older, and more colderFly you to Colorado, roll you over with a BoulderI know you want to retaliate but you won't dareCause you fuckin with some niggaz like this who just don't care

[Chorus]

[J-Black]But every time I take a step, it gets dim..Tell me is this hell we're livin in?Haha..

[Announcer]Time's up!You lose!

"Hailie's Revenge" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS


"Hailie's Revenge"


[2Pac]
Get on yo knees nigga, get on yo knees and pray

[radio tuning in]

[Ja Rule]
Em, you claim ya mother's a crackhead and kim is a known slut so what's Hailie gon' be when she grows up?

[Em & Hailie]
[E] AH-HA! Yeah! C'mon!
G-g-g-g G-Unit! Hailie
[H] What?
[E] Come here baby, bring daddy his Oscar
[H] Okay
[E] We're gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass!
[H - laughs]

[Vesre 1]
[Swift]
I'm about to get rid of some hoes, it's simple
I'm quick to murder ink with lead and talkin' bout a pencil
Lookit what the fuck you done got into
I see you found yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol
Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it wrong
You put 'e' before the 'd' cuz that's all you on
You on Pac's dick, you a regular guy
If Pac was still alive you would never get by
All you do is cry, bitch keep it real
Life is more than imitating niggaz and eatin' pills
And kind of muthafucka ruins three deals
That another nigga got you, they didn't see skills
And I ain't playin', you a brother gettin' cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover cuz he need it
And all you niggaz hatin', shut you mouths
It's just that real niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out
[Obie Trice]
Do-ra-mi, but we don't sing muhfuckas
So Murder Inc. do ya thing muhfuckas
You've unleashed on a team who expects nothin' less
Than R&B comin' from that regime
Regime it's a little extreme
Neck and necks with soldiers, muhfuckin' Marines
Ja sold his soul to sing
Weave eye-witness team on the tv screen, chase the greed
Now that you've embraced the green
Don't fuck with the triple beams
You's a muthafuckin actor slash Pac impersonatin' rapper
Slash Billie Holliday how it happen?
Artist for Repetuar saw him in action
Pac assassination Def Jam grabbed him
Told him reinact him, you go platinum
They seen it for sure, I know that Afina Shakur
Don't enjoy Jeffery Atkins reinactin' her boy
So I'm click-clackin' this toy
Mash and destroy, Shady
Aftermath and Detroit muthafuckas

[Chorus]
[Eminem]
Do-ra-me, fa-so-la-ti-da
Don't blame me cuz you lost your boss's spot
Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa
Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac
Don't make me, too hot and you're not
Shootin' at me, with the only shot you got
Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac
You'll get popped poppin' all that shit you pop

[Verse 2]
[Kuniva]
Now we can get past the mean mugs and get to the slugs
To the greivance and the cryin' and the intimate hugs
We don't take you serious nigga you shook you half of a half-way crook, get off X dick, go sing a hook nigga
And you can't replace the late greal one
And when you gone you only gon' be the late fake one
Nigga please, stick to the script
before the guns stick to the clip, and Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch
Fuckin' old ass ignorant innocent lookin' senior citizen
Built up, slap you like Grimace, all sensitive
Wait a minute, hold on
Is it me or do he look like a banana with braids and clothes on?
A bitch made man, now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a tyrannasaurus rex?
You niggaz can scream holler and curse
Go ahead and respond and pull that pen and pad up outta ya purse
[Proof]
Slim did it simple to get at the wankstas
He told me to let loose and spit at the gangstas
What up Gotti and this little war you pushed on
But you ?? the ?? for sucking your ??
What's wrong? Didn't think we strong with real niggaz?
Roll like a boss in the streets they still feel us
It's real business you ain't caught the concept
You talkin' nonsense to walk and find press
Contact was blown by Munsetta in The Source
Threaten at the boss you gon' see me on ya porch
Now Irv got the nerve to try to serve on us
But Detroit niggaz ?? and ain't scurred to bust
[Kon Artis]
Word to my nigga Bugs, punks like you get beat up
Stomped unconcious and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils with dicks so much that he should be fixed with a vagina
Who's behind ya? Cadillic Pac or that transvestite who dress like a Lil Kim fox, her chest like a little windbox
press tight on the trigger of this glock
Swallow that little shit you got left to help you eat
You knock Pac's songs without love to help you sleep
You got shot in your video tryin mock Pac
You 'Mockaveli', get your own identity

[Chorus]
[Eminem overdubs chorus]
Yeah!
Don't you never say my little girl's name in a song again!
Fuckin' punk pussy little bitch!
I'll fuck you up boy!
Never! Never in your muthafuckin life!
I'll choke the shit outchu little muthafuckin bitch!
Hailie can whip your muthafuckin ass!

[Obie Trice speaking]
That's right muthafuckas
Shay records, whatchu know about it?
Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja Rule
Nigga, this Obie Triceright here talkin to you muthafuckas
Ja Rule punk ass... Yea!
Fuckin Soul For Real ass...
Nigga that's Soul For Real,
That the nigga from Soul For Real!
Candy Rain ass nigga...
He got a deal now he rappin'
You'ont know what's... faggot ass muhfuckas
Get money to all my real niggas, man
Obie Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent...
Hailie Jade!!!
[50 Cent (laughing)]

[Hailie]
Daddy is Ja Rule taller than me?
[Eminem]
No honey, you guys are the same size...

"Hail Mary 2003 (Ja Rule Diss)" LYRICS EMINEM

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"Bump Heads" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Bump Heads" (feat. 50 Cent, G-Unit)

[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 lameI'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

"Bad Influence" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Bad Influence"

[Chorus One]{Just pull the plug!}People say that I'm a bad influenceI say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to itThey 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 influenceI say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to itThey 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 MaseI'm more than illI'm scarier than a white journalist in a room with Lauryn Hill {Ahh!}Human horror filmbut with a lot funnier plot, and people that feel mecause 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 potI'll be in a canoe paddlin, makin fun of your yachtBut I would like an award for the best rapper to get one mic in The Sourceand a wardrobe I can affordOtherwise I might get sent up back-strike in a FordAnd you wonder what the fuck I need more Vicadin forEverybody's pissin' me off; even the No Limit Tank looks like a middle finger sideways flippin me offNo 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 influenceI say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to itThey 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 influenceI say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to itThey 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 cornersLooking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quartersI'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 youthwith a fucked up childhood, that I used as an excuseAnd ain't shit changed, I kept the same mindstatesince the third time that I failed 9th gradeYou probably think that I'm a negative person, don't be so sure of itI don't promote violence, I just encourage it {c'mon}I laugh at the sight of deathas I fall down a cement flight of steps {ahhhhhhhh!}and land inside a bed of spider websSo throw caution to the wind; you and a friendcan jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it againShit, why not, blow your brain out, I'm blowin mine outFuck it, you only live once, you might as well die now!

[Chorus Three]{Just let it gooo!}People say that I'm a bad influenceI say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to itThey 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 influenceI say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to itThey 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 wristMake you satanistic, make you take the pistol to your face and place the clip and cock it backand let it go until your brains are rippin out your skull so bad to sew you back would be a waste of stitchesI'm not a "Role Model," I don't wanna babysit kidsI got one little girl, and Hailey Jade is Shady's businessAnd Shady's just an alias I made to make you pissed offWhere the fuck were you when Gil was paid to make me dishwash?I make a couple statements and now look how crazy shit gotYou made me get a bigger attitude than eighty Kim Scott'sAnd she almost got the same fate that Grady's bitch gotI knew that "Just the Two of Us" would make you hate me this muchAnd "Just the Two of Us," that ain't got shit to do with us and our personal life, it's just words on a micSo you can call me a punk, a pervert or a chauvinist pigBut the funny shit is that I still go with the bitch!

[Chorus Two]

"Bad Guys Always Die" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Bad Guys Always Die" (feat. Dr. Dre)

The Wild.. GothamThe Wild.. West [*BANG BANG, BANG*]Ha ha, riiiiide..

[Dr. Dre]All you see is the sun, reflectin off of the gunI'm ready for the showdown, that go down at oneSweat on my brow, let's settle it nowI'ma show you how real cowboys get downI'm polishin gold, waitin for this drama to unfoldI got a {blunt} rolledFeelin bold, gangsters blood runs coldIt's time to reload this old .45 coltThe wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and dustyBust a couple shots, make sure I'm not rustyIt's passed noon, he should be here soonSip a little moonshine inside a saloonAll of a sudden I can hear the sound of hoofsSounds like a thousand wolvesI cock back, put the toast in the holster and frozeI pose like a poster, he's closer than closeI hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirtybut I'ma put thirty inside him and leave earlyAnd just when I went to fill him with hot leadI put the gun to his head, and this is what he said

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

[Chorus:]

You ride like a cowboy toward the sunAnd life ain't fun, when you're on the runGot your gold and you got your gunBut life as an outlaw just begunGot your shotgun by your sideGot your horse and you got your prideYou ride til there ain't no place to hideIt's sad cause the bad guys always die

[Dr. Dre + Eminem]He was "Shady," I seen by the look on his faceHe said take ten paces {shit} I took eightSpun around and I aimed straight for the brainMy {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 lungsWe 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 tellin the truth, that's why I didn't shootSo what we gon' 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 battleHid two pieces of gold inside of my saddle We rolled two miles until we hit the spotAn old ghost town that everybody forgotA place where they used to smoke chronic a lotSlim grabbed the shotgun (Dre here's the plot)

[Eminem]This is the spot, they call him Doc LovelessHe's goin around sayin he took the game from us(Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin)But he ain't got no legs, they cut 'em off at the stomachHe's got mechanical legs, he spins websPlus he's well respected by the hip-hop headsOur mission - is to get him to stop layin eggsAnd we can put him on his back down a flight of steps

[Dr. Dre]I drew two guns, spun them on my fingersKicked the swingin doors in, started gun slingingI could hear somebody singin - it sounded like a "G Thang,"and a verse from "Keep Their Heads Ringin"I said "It's Dre's Day," and started to sprayAgainst 1800, he pulls a AKHollow tips started flyin every which way

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

[Chorus 2X]

Always die..The Wild.. GothamThe Wild.. West [*BANG BANG, BANG*]Ha ha, riiiiide

"Any Man" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Any Man"

[Eminem]Hi!Original Bad Boy on the case, cover your faceCame in the place blowed, and sprayed Puffy with MaseI laced the weed with insect repellent, better check the smellyEminem starts with E, better check the spellingwith a capital, somebody grab me a SnappleI got an aspirin capsule trapped in my adam's apple (hurry up!)Somebody dropped me on my head, and I was surethat my mother did it, but the bitch won't admit it was herI slit her stomach open with a scalpel when she was six monthsand said, "I'm ready now bitch - ain't you feelin these kicks cunt?"The world ain't ready for me yet, I can tellI'll probably have a cell next to the furnace in hellI'm sicker than sperm cells with syphillis germsand I'm hotter than my dick is, when I piss and it burnsI kick you in the tummy until you sick to your stomachand vomit so much blood that your clothes stick to you from it (yuck!)(Yuck!) Hit you in the head with a brick til you plummetIf y'all don't like me, you can suck my dick til you numb itAnd all that gibberish you was spittin, you need to kill itCause 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 minivanfor twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithinis fuckin crazy -- you hear me? Ha?Is fuckin crazy -- hello, hi!Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivanfor twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithinis fuckin crazy -- do you hear me?Is fuckin crazy

[Eminem]I'm ice grillin you, starin you down with a gremlin grinI'm Eminem, you're a fag in a women's gymI'm Slim, the Shady is really a fake aliasto save me with in case I get chased by space aliensA brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uraniumthan a maniac Saudi ArabianA highly combustible head, spazmaticstrapped to a Kraftmatic adjustable bedLaid up in the hospital in critical conditionI flatlined; jumped up and ran from the morticianHigh speed, IV full of thai weedLookin Chinese, with my knees stuck together like siamesetwins, joined at the groin like lesbiansUhh, pins and needles, hypodermic needles and pinsI hope God forgives me for my sins -- it probably all dependson if I keep on killin my girlfriends

[Chorus: Eminem]

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

[Eminem]Last night I O.D.'d on rush, mushrooms and dustand got rushed to the hospital to get my system flushed(Shucks!) I'm an alcoholic and that's all I can sayI call in to work, cause all I do is frolic and playI swallow grenades, and take about a bottle a dayof Tylenol 3, and talk about how violent I'll be (RRARRRRH)Give me eleven Excederin my head'll spinMedicine'll get me revvin like a 747 jet engineScratched my balls til I shredded skin"Doctor, check this rash, look how red it's been""It's probably AIDS!" Forget it thenI strike a still pose and hit you with some ill flowsthat don't even make sense, like dykes usin dildosSo reach in your billfolds, for ten ducatsand pick up this Slim Shady shit that's on RawkusSomethin somethin somethin, somethin I get weededMy daughter scribbled over that rhyme, I couldn't read itDamn!

[Chorus (Eminem)]

Something's not rightI'm sorry,I'm mentally retardedSlim ShadyI think thats my nameRuckus RecordsFuckin' CrazyYou hear us?We're fuckin' crazyAll of usHi....byeNine somethin....

"8 Mile Freestyle vs "Lickty Spilt" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"8 Mile Freestyle vs "Lickty Spilt""

[Lickety Split]

This guy's a choke artistYa catch a bad oneYour better off shootin yourselfWith Papa Doc's handgunClimbin up this mountain your weakIll leave you lost without a paddleFloatin shits creek

You ain't Detroit, Im the DYour the new kid on the blockBout to get smacked back to the boonedocksFuckin Nazi, this crowd ain't your typeTake some real advice and form a group with Vanilla IceAnd what I tell you, you better use itThis guy's a hillbilly, this ain't Willie Nelson music

Trailor trash, Ill choke you to your last breathAnd have you lookin foolish Like Cheddar Bob when he shot himselfSilly Rabbit, I know why they call you thatCause you follow Future like you got carrots up his asscrackAnd when you actin up thats when you got jacked upAnd left stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up

Ill crack your shoulder bladeYoull get dropped so hard Elvis will start turnin in his graveI dont know why they let you out in the darkYou need to take your white ass back across 8 mileTo the trailor park

[Rabbit]

This guy raps like his parents jerked himHe sounds like Eric Sermon, the generic versionThis whole crowd looks suspiciousIts all dudes in here, except for these bitchesSo Im a German, EhThats ok, you look like a fuckin worm with braidsThese Leaders of the Free World rookiesLookie, how can 6 dicks be pussies

Talkin bout shits creekBitch, you could be up piss creek With paddles this deepYour still gonna sinkYour a disgraceYeah, they call me RabbitThis is a turtle race

He can't get with me spittin this shitWickedly lickety shotSpickety spickety split licketySo Im gonna turn around with a great smileAnd walk my white ass back across 8 mile!

"8 Mile Freestyle Pt.III vs "Papa Doc" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"8 Mile Freestyle Pt.III vs "Papa Doc"

Now everybody from the 313 Put your mothefucking hands up and follow meEverybody from the 313 Put your mothefucking hands upLook Look

Now while he stands toughNotice that this man did not have his hands upThis free world got you gased upNow who's afraid of the big bad wolf

1, 2, 3 and to the 41 pac , 2 pac, 3 pac, 44 pac, 3 pac, 2 pac, 1You're pac, he's pac, no pacs, none

This guy aint no mother-fuckin MC,I know everything he's got to say against me,I am white, I am a fuckin bum, I do live in a trailer with my mom,My boy Future is an Uncle Tom.I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob who shootshimself in the leg with his own gun,I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumpsAnd Wink did fuck my girl,I'm still standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!"Don't ever try to judge me dude You don't know what the fuck i've been through

But i know something about youYou went to Cranbrook, that's a private schoolWhat's the matter dawg? You embarrased?This guy's a gangster, he's real name's Clarence

And Clarence lives at home with both parentsAnd Clarence's parents have a real good marriageThis guy don't wanna battle, He's shook'Cause there no such things as half-way crooksHe's scared to deathHe's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook, fuck Cranbrook

Fuck the beat, i go acapellaFuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybodyFuck y'all if you doubt meI'm a piece of fucking white trash, i say it proudly And fuck this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty, Here, tell these people something they dont know about me.

"8 Mile Freestyle Pt.II vs "Lotto" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"8 Mile Freestyle Pt.II vs "Lotto"

[Lotto][Spoken]Yo, it's time to get rid of this coward once and for all.I'm sick of the motha fucka! Check this shit out![Rap]I'll spit a racial slur, honky, sue me!This shit is a horror flick,but the black guy doesn't die in this movie!Fuckin' wit Lotto, dawg, you gotta be kiddin!That makes me believe you really dont have a interest in livin!You think these niggas gonna feel the shit you say?I got a betta chance joining the KKK.Or some real shit, though, I like youThat's why I didn't wanna have to be the one you commit sucide toFuck 'Lotto,' call me your leaderI feel bad I gotta murder that dude from "Leave It To Beaver"I used to like that show, now you got me to "fight back" modeBut oh well, if you gotta go, then you gotta go!I hate to do this, I would love for this shit to last So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't forget my assAnd all's well that ends well, ok?So I'll end this shit wit a "FUCK you, but have a nice day!"

[Eminem]Ward, I think you were a little hard on the Beaver So was Eddie Haskal, Wally, and Ms. CleaverThis guy keeps screamin', he's paranoid!Quick, someone get his ass another steriod!"Blahbity bloo blah blah blahbity bloo blah!"I ain't hear a word you said, "hipidy hooblah!"Is that a tank top, or a new bra? Look, Snoop Dogg just got a fuckin' boob job!Didn't you listen to the last round, meat head? Pay attention, you're sayin the same shit that he said!Matter fact, dog, here's a pencil Go home, write some shit, make it suspenseful, And don't come back until something dope hits youFuck it! You can take the mike home with you!Lookin' like a cyclone hit you, Tank top screamin', "Lotto, I don't fit you!"You see how far those white jokes get youBoy's like "How Vanilla Ice gonna diss you?"My motto: Fuck Lotto! I get the 7 digits from your mother for a dolla tomorrow!

"8 Mile" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"8 Mile"

[Eminem]Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still mightWhy do I put up this fight, why do I still writeSometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real lifeSometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill micsAnd show these people what my level of skill's likeBut I'm still white, sometimes I just hate lifeSomethin ain't right, hit the brake lightsCase of the stage fright, drawin a blank likeDa-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my faultGreat then I falls, my insides crawland I clam up (wham) I just slam shutI just can't do it, my whole manhood'sjust been stripped, I have just been vickedSo I must then get off the bus then splitMan fuck this shit yo, I'm goin the fuck homeWorld on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road

[Chorus]I'm a man, I'ma make a new planTime for me to just stand up, and travel new landTime for me to just take matters into my own handsOnce I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goinSorry momma I'm grown, I must travel aloneain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my ownOnly way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

[Eminem]I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain backthe spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crapTo the same plant, and the same pantsTryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAPAnd get a new plan, momma's got a new manPoor little baby sister, she don't understandSits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the padAnd just colors until the crayon gets dull in her handWhile she colors her big brother and mother and dadAin't no tellin what really goes on in her little headWish I could be the daddy that neither one of us hadBut I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad!Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yetIt's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yetDon't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pepThe pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin to do what's bestAnd I try, sit alone and I cryYo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes byThat I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you GodPlease don't let me pigeon holed in no regular jobYo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you areYo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrowTell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbyeSay whenever you need me baby, I'm never too farBut yo I gotta get out there, the only way I knowAnd I'ma be back for you, the second that I blowOn everything I own, I'll make it on my ownOff 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 itOr see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillestTo be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limitsIt's different, it's a certain significance, a certificateof authenticity, you'd never even seeBut it's everything to me, it's my credibilityYou never seen heard smelled or met a real MCwho's incredible upon the same pedestal as meBut yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough timeSit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymesGo to work and serve MC's in the lunchlineBut when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines goWho must I show, to bust my flowWhere must I go, who must I knowOr am I just another crab in the bucketCause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck itMaybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shitI'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out withI look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shitAt the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfitAnd it's cold, tryin to travel this roadPlus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin modeMy defenses are so up, but one thing I don't wantis pity from no one, the city is no funThere is no sun, and it's so darkSometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apartFrom each one of my limbs, by each on of my friendsIt's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skinSometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know notwhat I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove topI just explode, the kettle gets so hotSometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't gotBut I've learned, it's time for me to U-turnYo it only takes one time for me to get burnedAin't no fallin no next time I meet a new girlI can no longer play stupid or be immatureI got every ingredient, all I need is the courageLike I already got the beat, all I need is the wordsGot the urge, suddenly it's a surgeSuddenly a new burst of energy is occuredTime to show these free world leaders the three and a thirdI am no longer scared now, I'm free as a birdThen I turn and cross over the median curbHit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road

[Chorus]

"3 Verses" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"3 Verses"

I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordlessPatrolling cornersLooking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quartersI'm meaner in actionThan Rosco beating James Tarteenyer (?)And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachmentsI grew up in the wild hoodAs a hazardous youthWith a fucked up childhoodThat I used as an excuseAnd aint shit changedBut kept the same mindstateSince the third time that I failed 9th gradeYou probably think that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of itI don't promote violence I just encourage itI laugh at the sight of deathAs I fall down a cement flight of stepsAnd land inside a bed of spider websSo throw caution to the windYou and a friendCan jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it againShit, why not? Blow your brain outI'm blowing mine outFuck it, you only live once you might as well die now

It's only fair to warnI was born with a set of hornsAnd metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cordWarlord of rap little bastard with a two by four boardThat smashed into your Honda AccordWith a 4 door FordBut I'm more toward droppin an accapellaAnd choppin' a fellaTo mozarellaWorse than a hellacopta propellaGot you locked in the cellaWith your skeleton showingDeveloping anorexiaWhile I'm standin next to yaEating a full course meal watching you starve to deathWith an IV in your veinsFeeding you liquid darvicetPumping you full of drugsPull the plugsOn the gunshot victims full of bullet slugsWho were picked up in an ambulanceAnd drivenTo receiving with the asses ripped outta they pantsAnd givenA less than 20 percent chanceOf livingHave a possible placementIt's a hospital patientStoring the dead bodies in grandma's little basementDoctor Kevorkian has arrivedTo perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalpAnd pulling your adams apple out through your mouthBetter call the fire departmentI've hired a arsonTo set fire to carpetAnd burn up your entire apartmentI'm a liar to start shit (?)Got your bitch wrapped around my dickSo tight you need a crobar to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden legSnatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the pegGo to bed with the keg wake up with the 40Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44DFuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my foreheadWait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor deadNo more said case closed end of discussionI'm blowin up like spontaneous human combustionLeaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumasCross the bombas (?)We blowin up your house killing your parents and coming back to get your foster mommasAnd I'm as good at keeping a promise as NostradamusCause I aint making no more threatsI'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vetsI'm more or less sick in the headMaybe more cause I smoked crack (?) today, yesterday, and the day before sabbathWalk the block with a labradorStrapit more corral for war than El SalvadorFoul style galoreVerbal cow manureComing together like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure

"Welcome 2 Detroit" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Welcome 2 Detroit" TRICK-TRICK LYRICS

[Eminem talking]Yeah yeahTrickyLet's show 'em some loveWelcome to Detroit

[Chorus - Eminem]Where's my gangstas and all my thugsThrow them hands up and show some loveAnd I Welcome you to Detroit CityI said Welcome to Detroit CityEvery place, everywhere we goMan we deep everywhere we rollAsk around and they all know TrickyThat's what's good man they all say Tricky

[Verse 1 - Eminem]Click click boom, just as soon as we hit the roomYou can hear 'em holla Goon Squad in this bitchLet me hear you holla Goon Squad in this bitchLet me hear you holla Runyon Ave. in this bitchSo who am I gonna call on when I ain't got them boys with meAnd the situation gets a little stickyI'ma dial 911 like a motherfuckin' punk, fuck that, bla blaI'ma call that rude boy from Detroit, Trick TrickQuick come pick me up, bring them gunsCome to the club, meet me out frontThere's some chump up in this bitchPoppin' some junk cause he's drunkAnd we may have to fuck his ass upCause uh, somethin' smells a lil' fishyAnd I don't like the way his boys keep lookin' at meSo homie come get me, Chedda boys what up though I see youRock Bottom, yeah I see you, all my Detroit peopleWhere you at man, let me see them hands in the skyDetroit motherfuckers 'till we die

[Chorus - Eminem]Where's my gangstas and all my thugsThrow them hands up and show some loveAnd I Welcome you to Detroit CityI said Welcome to Detroit CityEvery place, everywhere we goMan we deep everywhere we rollAsk around and they all know TrickyThat's what's good man they all say Tricky

[Verse 2 - Trick Trick]Homie it's been a long time comin' and I'm straight with thatMarshall call me the fifty ?? and laced the trackThis the beat, you hear it bangin', he produced it himselfMy bad, almost forgot to introduce myselfMy name is Trick Trick, head of the Goon SquadAnd gangsta been bangin' the underground since '95, we're bangin'Elected to be the villain and certified a menaceHoldin' it down since I paroled up outta prisonYou heard about me, you just didn't know it was meAll the treacherous, evil deeds of the D you never seePickin' that kid up in the game, I just wasn't chasin' the fameI been chasin' the paper product and givin' lames the painAccusations of violence you know you done heard of thatA quarter of a million dollars for beatin' a murder rapAnd my boy holdin' me up, Shady done put it outTrick Trick and Eminem, Detroit back in the house

[Chorus - Eminem]

[Verse 3 - Trick Trick]Ayo Em, you ever need one of these weapons come get itFrom now on every beef that you get in, homie I'm in itI been ridin' for this city, whether wrong or rightI been whippin' on motherfuckers for the longest timeSo it's evident, it's time for Trick to get it fastThe public, see they appreciate my criminal pastAuthorities tried to stop me but they couldn't keep upGot a fan-base that's bigger then an average starI'm satisfied with it bein' my time to shineAnd I freak from the precinct for violent crimesI ain't sayin' the shit that I'm sayin' so girls can fear meOnly speakin' on what I know so the world can hear meSo peace to Jimmy and Dre for signin' my niggaHe reached back to Detroit and grabbed a winnerSo the gangstas and thugs, we embrace with loveAnd beat the hell outta anybody that fuck with us

[Chorus - Eminem]

[Outro]Yeah, Trick TrickEminem, Wonder Boy, ShadyIt's goin' down babyAyo Em, I got you back my niggaDamn right I said my niggaThat's my niggaTricky

"No Apologies" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"No Apologies"

[Verse 1]

In my mind I'ma fighter, my heart's a lighterMy soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right upArsenic writer, author with arthritisCarpel tunnel, Marshall will start shit-itisHard headed and hot headed, bull headed and pig headed,Dick headed, a prick, a big headache I'm sickQuick witted, for every lyric spitted there are 6 criticsWho wait for me to slip with it, so quickThis dynamite stick buried the wick, it's gonna explode any minuteSome lunatic lit it and it's not NellyDo not tell me to stop yelling, when I stop selling I quitSo stop dwelling an I am not fellingYou fuckers are not ready, cause I got jelly, like (Beyonce's) pot bellyThis is Destiny, yes money I'm of runningSo get off of me, I'm not slowing or softening

[Chorus]

No apologies, nah suckers I'm not sorryYou can all sue me, y'all could be the cause of meNo apologies, y'all feelin' the force of meNo remorse for me, like there was no recourse for meNo apologies, not even acknowledging you at all'till I get a call that god's comingNo apologies, laugh fuckers it's all funnyI can spit in ya face while your standin' across from me, no apologies

[Verse 2]

My head hit's the pillow, a weeping willow, I can't sleep, a pain so deep it bellowsBut these cellos help just to keep me mellow, hand's on my head, touched knees to elbowI'm hunched over, emotion just flows over, these cold shoulders are both frozen, you don't know meI keep saying it, I can't stress it enough, so keep playing it and stand next to the subsI choke mic's like asphyxiation when I'm stranglin' my own throat masturbatin'Fuck yeah i'ma basket case and I mastered this rap shit, 'till my ass gets wasted, 'till myassassination,'till I'm slain 'cause of some fag's infatuation44 mags a fascination, a taste for disaster and if that's the case then..

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

This song isn't for you, it's for me, a true MCIt's what it do just to see if he still has itAnd if his skills mastered,He's able to spill raps long after his killed, that's a real MCGot you feelin' me, whether willing or unwillinglyYou still agree, as long as there's still this hunger and will in meThen expect a longer life expectancyI'd be a savage beast if I ain't have this outlet to salvage me insideI'd be exploding soaked in self loathing an mourningSo I'm warning you, don't coax meIt's silly, I'm really a sheep in wolf's clothingWho only reacts when he gets pushed, don't be fooledThe press blows up this whole thing, it's stupidThey don't know cause they don't see that I'm woundedAll they did was ballooned itI'm sick of talkin' 'bout these tattoos cartoon didThat's why I tuned it out, I'm sick of dukin'An they can suck my dick while I'm pukin', an you too, you can

[Outro x2]

Expect no sympathy from me I'm an mcThis is how I'm supposed to beCold as a G, my hearts frozen it dont even beatSo expect no apologies

"Shake That (Remix)" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Shake That (Remix)" (feat. Obie Trice, Bobby Creekwater)

[Intro - talking]Shady, AftermathBTOV

There she goes shaking that ass on the floorBumpin and grindin that poleThe way she's grindin that poleI think I'm losing controlBobby Creek

[Bobby Creek]I'm on the patronIn the end I'm goneMy eyes ain't clearI'm goneSo she hear me wrongI'm kinda in the zoneCause the DJ playin' my songJust another opportunity for sayin' I'm knownI'm from AtlantaSo southern ain't just part of my grammarI can up and cock the hammerFor any niggaBut I came here to get on goose and tropicanaGet loose put some more of my juiceIn your cabooseSippin everything from white grainTo deuce juiceWith nothin' to gainBut my grace and loose toothsEminem came Obie stat and proof tooBobby creek is in the placeThe name is snoop tooMy drinks is 10 aroundI can make her spin aroundIf she keep her dinner downSimmer downWe can hit the telly when the fun stopsAnd I hit you in ya ?Come sip on my gumdrops

[Nate Dogg]I met a bad bitch last night in the DLet me tell you how I made her leave with meConversation and HennesseyI've been to the muthafuckin mountain topHeard muthafuckers talk, seen 'em dropIf I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rockAnd when I bust yo ass I'm gonna continue to rockGetcha ass of the wall with your two left feetIt's real easy just follow the beatDon't let that fine girl pass you byLook real close cause strobe lights lieWe bout to have a party (turn the music up)Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt)I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strutWanna get it poppin baby step right upSome girls they act retardedSome girls are bout it bout itI'm lookin for a girlThat will do whatever the fuckI say everyday she be givin it up

[Nate Dogg - Chorus]Shake that ass for me,Shake that ass for meCome on girl, shake that ass for me,Shake that ass for meOhh girl, shake that ass for me,Shake that ass for meCome on girl, shake that ass for me,Shake that ass for me

[Eminem]Obie Trice!

[Obie Trice]One slugCouldn't snuff young cuzGoodness graciousHaters stay on these nutsJust like a hood rat chick who was curiousSeriousFull breast, ready to touchWho's that in the cool blue backWith a new ragGivin' head while he poppin' the clutchTrue I had a fewObie rollin' with brewsAnnually knockin' the bootsIt's on manualThe way I knock em outta they shoesTalk a little shitThen they anus'll oozeTalk a little spit on my ding-a-langWhoIt's shadyYou know the name of the crewYou know the aim is to bang youIn the mansionWith a magnumWith a night pass to the matineeObieCame to partyYou better ask somebody

[Nate Dogg - Chorus]Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for meCome on girl, shake that ass for me,Shake that ass for meOhh girl, shake that ass for me,Shake that ass for meCome on girl, shake that ass for me,Shake that ass for me