Eminem Ft. Jazmine Sullivan - Cocaine Lyrics

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Eminem Feat Jazmine Sullivan Cocaine Lyrics

Got to have it
Yeah, I made it
I'm addicted
Yeah, I'm feigning (I think that's what she says?)

This is a beat with no words at first
It's a blank painting
Exercising the mind is brain strength training
Starts off with somethin', like Shady's an insane mani-
-ac, 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 f-ckin' 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

What would you do for it?
What would you give for it?
For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E.
'Cause once you get in, you wanna leave

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

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 f-ckin' trip
'Cause I slip in another world, proceed, take another hit
Sniff 'til I f-ckin' hurl, tell 'em all to f-ckin' sit
And spin 'til they f-ckin' twirl, middle finger up again
Relapsing back in this game
Oh well, f-ck it, then



Eminem Ft. Jazmine Sullivan - Cocaine Lyrics

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Eminem - Won't Back Down Lyrics

Eminem Won't Back Down Lyrics Ft. Pink Floyd @  Hip Hop Lyrics

Eminem Won't Back Down Lyrics

[*Pink]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no,

[**Eminem]
Cadillacs, Coupe Devilles
Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels
Girl I'm too for real
Lose your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to deny it
Stupid you will feel
What I do, I do it well
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my death bed
Screaming F that yeah super ill
Baby what the deal
We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal
F-ck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool don't me introduce you to my power tool
You know the f-cking drill
How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable?
Summers eve Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal baby crank the sh-t
Cause it's your God-damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well shawty I'm that man
These other cats aint metaphorically where I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya f-ckin ass down I'm ready for combat-man
Get it calm batman?
Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as
Nuts, lines are like mom's cat scans
Cause they fucking go BA-NAN-AS
Hunny I applaude that ass
Swear to God man these mobs can't dance
Ma show 'em how it's done
Spazz like a God Damn Tas, yeah
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[*Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no,

[** Eminem - Verse 2]
Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking at your door
People hit the floors
Yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced
Girl forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with
Chris's paws like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue muthf-cker
You aint gotta lick in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' cash registers sh-t their draws
Think you spit the raw
I'm an uncut slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen floor
Otherwords I'm off the meat rack
Bring the beat back
Bring me two extension chords
I'mma measure my d-ck sh-t I need 6 inches more
F-ck my dicks big b-tch
Need I remind you that I don't need the f-cking swine flu to be a sick pig
You're addicted I'm dope
I'm the longest needle around here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot
Get it dicks nuts
Your just small boats little pricks
Girl you think that other pricks hot
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
'fore I sit back and let 'em get hot
Better call the cops on 'em quick fast
Shady's right back on your bitch ass
White trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched a-ttached to the back (dispatch)

[Pink - Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no,

[**Eminem - Verse 3]
Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps
And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped around him like
You do when I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself
Of what the f-ck I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to
Psych I'm spiking you like a football
Been this way since I've stood a foot tall
Your'e a good catch with a sh-tty spouse
Pretty mouth and a good jaw
Gimme good brain
Watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain
Bitch you listening tryna' turn me down
Slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car
Shut the f-ck up while my sh-ts playin'
I'ma sh-t stain on the underwear of life
Whats the saying? where there's thunder there's light-ening
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the f-ck have I been hit six times
In three different locations
On four separate ocassions?
And you can bet your stanking ass
That I've come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road took the pyschopath
Poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash
So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone
Shake your booty shawty Im the sh-t
Why you think Proof used to call me doodi

[Pink - Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no

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Eminem Feat Dr Dre - Syllables Lyrics

Eminem Feat Dr Dre, 50 Cent & Jay-Z Syllables Lyrics @ Hip Hop Lyrics

Syllables Lyrics by EmineM

It’s not about lyrics anymore, it’s about a hot beat and a catchy hook

[Eminem]
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it
then so be it
cause nowadays these kids, jeez
don’t give a shit bout lyrics
all they wanna hear is a beat and thats it
long as they can go to the club and get blitz
pick up some chicks and get some digits
and the DJ’s playing them hits
oh this my jam, this my sh-t
we dont know a word to a verse,
all we know is the chorus
cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us
and the songs ginormous, the whole formula’s switched
cause we don’t know anymore, what are hits
is it the beat, is it the rap
is it a finger snap or the same 808 clap
and how do we adapt and get TRL votes
when 13 year olds control the remote
and Ashley’s got a brand new nose
we gotta put some new em-phasis on our syllables

[Jay-Z]
If the emphasis on the compact disc isn’t the beat
than I’m gon feature EM and get rich
and let Dre mix the shit and drive off in the Range Ro
cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow
bang bang look at the way my chain glow
the ring on my fing’ cost Jermaine a lot of dough, oh
the f-ck am I busting my brain for?
its just the way the game go, oh, it takes 2 to tango
you call this a lame flow
you bought the shit
I guess you to blame too
I just found the angle
no more reality flow
I’m tryna time my album dropping with a reality show
cock the Mac 11 in front of Hot 97
and call my publicist tell her we impressed heaven
no one gives a shit except some kids who just got into sex on the internet
so you want the chat room or the house of Malibu Em?
Your emphasis is on the wrong Syllable
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[Dr Dre]
They said 30?s the new 20
funny, must mean 40?s the new 30
interesting cause ever since then it’s been innocence
an extension for veteran rappers that are better than half
of the shit coming out right now
its all trash
the torch is gonna burn out before it gets passed
Jay said it’s his last and 50 and Em
then what? Detox drops what we got then
so now our whole camps is running around scrambling over what to do
gambling everytime we put a record out
just looking for that hook

[Eminem]
(Wait Dre look)
Shorty I love you
and you love me too
we were meant to be cause shorty
you love me
and I love you too
and I promise I’ll be true to you

[50 Cent]
Go shorty, its your birthday
you made it just in time to hear my wordplay
its the kid that flip flows who used to flip O’s
and run G for days used to see how I get hoes
I’m international, I get my dick licked round the globe
I’m sick right into show, riding on lolo’s
puffing on coco, my bitch in Manolo’s
don’t f-ck with the dodo’s, I sling for dumb hoes
I playing, I aint got time to joke, joke
you f-ck around, you could get your ass smoked
look, its not a game, me B, I aint playing
beep behind me player, so you here anyway
you don’t hear what I’m saying
me fin-nini-na
fee-fi-dididee-yay
just give me my check and I’ll be on my way
sunny bunny money and funny
you aint even listening and I just took your money

[Stat Quo]
There once was a time everywhere he turned
shady aftermath was all ya heard
but they say 50 sang too much
and Em got soft
and they say Dre just fell the f-ck off
well f-ck the f-ck offs
all y’all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh!
new syllables eat ball, ya f-cks off’s
your house, your bitch I’m getting sucked off
East, south, midwest, even up north
falling victim to wax, spitting, bring out the white chalk
all for the gingerbread, we get it and get lost
catch me if you can, I’m running past while y’all walk

[Ca$hi$]
Shady made me for bringing it back
for the history of rap
it’s gone with a snap, a sneer and a clap
what happened to just spittin about living in the muthaf-cking city you at
in the grimiest condition, I breath in drama
King Mathers and Cash me, thats freak karma
I’m everything, anything, you could never be
its a hitting, rhyme in the month deep
I speak with a piece, no peace on my mind
I repeat every evil deed done of mine
no rest contest, contract to sign
by blood I’m in this squad for life
hear out my wind pipes and I just chime
I’m the reason you guys won’t say that line
I’m crazy renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I’m Rosemary’s baby

[Eminem]
Shorty I love you
and you love me too
we were meant to be cause shorty
you love me
and I love you too
and I promise I’ll be true to you

[Talking]
It is not about lyrics anymore,
It is not about lyrics anymore
its about a hot beat, a hot beat
its about a hot beat, a hot beat
a hot hot hot beat
and a catchy hook
a hot hot hot beat
and a catchy hook
nobody gives a damn about them syllables, sillyle-ables, whatever they are
I don’t care if you gotta rhyme smo, joe, toe and glow
now get out there and sell some God-damn records

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Eminem & Royce Da 5’9 ft Bruno Mars - Lighters

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Song Quotes:

“I remember when T-Pain aint wanna work with me, My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes”

Eminem & Royce Da 5’9 ft Bruno Mars Lighters Lyrics

[Bruno Mars]
This one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters

[Eminem]
By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em’ skyward uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king…
This rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till’ it kills me
I swear to god I’ll be the fucking illest in this music
There is or there ever will be, disagree?
Feel free, but from now on I’m refusing to ever give up
The only thing I ever gave’s using no more excuses
Excuse me if my head is too big for this building
And pardon me if I’m a cocky prick but you cocks are slick
Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit
Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite
You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell em shove it
Cause it wasn’t that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered
Cuz he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up nothing
Brain fuzzy, cause he’s buzzin’, woke up from that buzz
Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it
Wasn’t cause he had buzzards circle around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off
Little hussy ass, cause f-ck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it
What difference it make?
What it take to get it through your thick skulls
As if this aint some bullshit
People don’t usually come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
Just to get to this place
Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage
And let it be known from this day forward
I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me the strength
So let em bic’s raise cause I came with 5’9′ but I feel like I’m 6’8″

[Bruno Mars]
This one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
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[Royce Da 5'9"]
By the time you hear this I’ll probably already be outtie
I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man Audi
My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it
And I aint gotta stop the beat a minute
To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic
Tell him how real he is or how high I am
Or how I would kill for him for him to know it
I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back
So it’s only right that I right till he can march right into that post office and tell em to hang it up
Now his career’s Lebron’s jersey in 20 years
I’ll stop when I’m at the very top
You shitted on me on your way up
It’s ’bout to be a scary drop
Cause what goes up must come down
You going down on something you don’t wanna see like a hairy box
Every hour, happy hour now
Life is wacky now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy
Now I’m just the cats meooww, ow
Classic cow, always down for the catch weight like Pacquiao
Ya’ll are doomed
I remember when T-Pain aint wanna work with me
My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes
Cause now I’m in the Aston
I went from having my city locked up
To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I’m fantastic
Compared to a weed high
And y’all niggas just gossipin’ like bitches on a radio and TV
See me, we fly
Y’all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive
And how real is that
I remember signing my first deal and now I’m the second best I can deal with that
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag

[Bruno Mars]
You and I know what it’s like to be kicked down
Forced to fight
But tonight we’re alright
So hold up your light
Let it shine
Cause this one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters

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Eminem & Royce Da 5'9" - I'm On Everything Lyrics

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Bad Meets Evil (Eminem & Royce Da 5'9") I'm On Everything Lyrics

All these little young kids aint got no direction
Shit, these lil kids is on everything
Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha

I’m on everything (x5)

Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha

I’m on everything (x5)

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I’m on syrup painkillers, cigarette, weed
Sober don’t interest me
I’m on everything
Bout to sip the liquor like it’s caine
Thats how high I am

I take painkillers to ease the pain
Though I aint in pain
No, we, ain’t the same, we drunk
I’m on everything

‘Cept when I kick it, gout
Me sobering up, ha, alf
Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, ‘rooms
I done woke up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom
I am f-cking high, high, high, high
Menace to society I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on ‘shrooms
Call us the Mario brothers
Back down, we never back down
Never laid out
Can’t put my back down

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I’m on everything (x5)

[Eminem]
Painkillers, I call ‘em ‘caine pillars
‘Cause they’ll hold me up when I take ‘em
I need a cane and pillows
I’m on everything

Sick when I kick it, barf
Me sobering up, fart
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up

Grab the key up off the counter till the camp all left the crib
Man, whoda knew that 3 in the morning I’d still be up
Could barely see up over the steering wheel, crashed the whip, tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer’s, tryna re-up
Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It’s wrong, other words I just f-cked my RV up
Bitch, it’s on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and laugh
I’m the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I’m demonic with the craft
There’s a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like some f-cking tangled hair rasta…
…farian, Jamaican, relax, man
I’ll send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent
Bad and Evil is back with an epidural, c heck ya girl
‘Cause after we prop you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another f-cking whore to smash the stir up
We rap like we’re on

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I’m on everything (x5)

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I’m on everything (x5)

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I’m on syrup painkillers, cigarette, speed
Uh, classic!
It’s Eminem and him again, my sentiments exactly
I told that bitch to get at me, then the bitch attacked me
Kid you not, I’m lit up as f-ck, tablecloth tucked in my pants
Then I’m hearing dishes drop, ’cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks

[Eminem]
Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping center
Wit’ a coupon book and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife beater with a mustard stain
I’ll crush your brain like I’m crushing pills
What the f-ck’s the muthf-cking deal?
This shit’s making me feel like I’m tryna do a muthf-ckin cartwheel up a hill

[Royce Da 5'9"]
How many bars, how many tabs?
A-c-i-d, y-e-s, ’cause I’m sniffin NYES
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[Eminem]
F-u-c-ked up, and it’s obvious

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Smoking Henny in my chest

[Eminem]
I’m B-A-N-A-N-A-S

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I’m a C-O-C-O-N-U-T

[Eminem]
Put this CD in and you’ll see
The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to Roethlisberger

[Royce Da 5'9"]
You are gonna wind up six feet deep
Under that shits creek so I hope that you want preservers

[Eminem]
You could put a turd on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to serve us
You don’t bring shit to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville when a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I’m shovin’ that whole post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents in the darkest and the farthest corner

[Royce Da 5'9"]
How many bars, how many bars
Maui, wowee, sour diesel, how many jars,
To all my people I’ll be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack ’round the back of her neck in a bathroom stall
And she can just puke from sipping this piss from my 24-inch catheter cord

[Eminem]

I’m the type that’ll take a bath wit’ a whore
Drown her, bang her head on the passenger door
When I’m stashin’ ‘er in the back, smackin’ her forehead on the dash
And its accidentally blowin’, a Benz jeep horn

[Royce]

My friends be knowin’ that when I’m on a binge, I’m stingy
Even when I’m ten deep in a room with the MG and and wit’ Lindsay Lohan and she on…

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Eminem - Renegade

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Eminem Renegade Lyrics

Motherf-ckers say that I'm foolish, I only talk about jewels
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See, I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothin', I made somethin' doin'

What I do through and through and I give you the news
With a twist, it's just his ghetto point-of-view
The renegade; you been afraid, I penetrate pop culture
Bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they
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Pop toasters and they live with they moms
Got dropped roasters, from botched robberies, niggaz crotched over
Mommy's knocked up, 'cause she wasn't watched over
Knocked down by some clown, when Child Support knocked

No, he's not around now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without ridin' 'round
Hidin' down, duckin' strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
Just read a magazine that f-cked up my day

How you rate music that thugs with nothin' relate to it?
I help them see they way through it, not you
Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes
Bet everything you worth, you lose your tie and your shirt

Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
'Cause see they call me a menace and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it

Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous, lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
Usin' his music to steer it, sharin' his views and his merits
But there's a huge interference, they're sayin' you shouldn't hear it
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Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in America
As a motherf-ckin' drug addict like you didn't experiment?

Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
And see yourself as a kid again and you get embarrassed
And I got nothin' to do but make you look stupid as parents
You f-ckin' do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here
I don't think you do, so stay tuned
And keep your ears glued to the stereo
'Cause here we go he's jigga joint jigga chk jigga
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss My Ass

It's just a renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to talk
About anything, anything, anything, anything

Renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at, any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to holler
About anything, anything, anything, anything

I had to hustle my back to the wall, ashy knuckles
Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lot of innocent lives lost on the project bench
Whatchu hollerin'? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feelin' braver
Doo-rag wrappin' my waves up, pockets full of hope
Do not step to me, I'm awkward, I box lefter often
My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home

Could not stress to me, I wasn't grown, 'specially on nights
I brought somethin' home to quiet the stomach rumblings
My demeanor thirty years my senior
My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin' green up

Raisin' my fingers to critics, raisin' my head to the sky
Big I did it, multi before I die
No lie, just know I chose my own fate
I drove by the fork in the road and went straight

See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ, the King of these latter day Saints here
To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me
As a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist

But that ain't the case, see, it's a matter of taste
We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is
Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape?
Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today

See, it's easy as cake, simple as whistlin' Dixie
While I'm wavin' the pistol at sixty Christians against me
Go to war with the Mormons
Take a bath with the Catholics in holy water
No wonder they try to hold me under longer

I'm a motherf-ckin' spiteful, delightful, eyeful
The new Ice Cube, motherf-ckers hate to like you
What did I do? I'm just a kid from the gutter
Makin' his butter off these bloodsuckers

'Cause I'm a muh'f-ckin' renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to talk about
Anything, anything, anything, anything

Renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to holler about
Anything, anything, anything, anything

Renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to talk about
Anything, anything, anything, anything

Renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to holler about
Anything, anything, anything, anything

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Lil Wayne Drop The World Lyrics

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Drop The World Lyrics by Lil Wayne

I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
Hate in my heart, love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain, days of the same
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain

And I search but never find, hurt but never cry
I work and forever try but I'm cursed, so never mind
And it's worse but better times seem further and beyond
The top gets higher the more that I climb

The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger
Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a nigga
But soon for a nigga it be on, motherfucker
'Cause all this bullshit just make me strong, motherfucker

So I pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Yeah, bitch, I'ma pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head

Yeah, and I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker
I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone
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I know what they don't wanna tell you
Just hope you're heaven-sent and you're hell-proof
I, I'll walk up in the world and cut the lights off
And confidence is the stain they can't wipe off

My word is my pride
But wisdom is bleak, and that's a word from the wise
Served to survive, murdered and bribed
And when it got too heavy, I put my burdens aside

So I pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Yeah, bitch, I'ma pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head

Yeah, and I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker
I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone

It hurts but I never show, this pain you'll never know
If only you could see just how lonely and how cold
And frostbit I've become, my back's against the wall
When push come to shove, I just stand up and scream fuck 'em all

Man, it feels like these walls are closin' in
This roof is cavin' in
Uh, it's time to raise it, then
Your tasin' them with like pages in

My book of rhymes got 'em cookin'
Boy, this crooked mind of mine got 'em all shook
And scared to look in my eyes
I stole that fuckin' clock, I took the time and I

Came up from behind and pretty much snuck up
And butt fucked this game up
Better be careful when you bring my name up
Fuck this fame, that ain't what

I came to claim but the game ain't
Gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
But I swear one way or another
I'ma make these fuckin' haters believe that

I swear to God, won't spare the rod
I'm a man of my word so your fuckin' heads better nod
Or I'ma fuck around in this bitch and roast everybody

Sleep on me, that pillow is where your head'll lie
Permanently, bitch, it's beddy bye
This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die

My head is swolle', my confidence is up
This stage is my pedestal, I'm unstoppable, incredible
Hope you're trapped in my medicine ball

I could run circles around you so fast
Your fuckin' head'll spin, dog
I split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives, I'll fuckin'

So I pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Yeah, bitch, I'ma pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head

Yeah, and I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker
I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone

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Eminem - We Made You

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Eminem - We Made You Lyrics

Guess Who

You Miss me?

Jessica Simpson sing the chorus

Jessica Simpson – (Eminem)
(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who can really blame you (who can really blame you)
We're the ones who (chicka) made you *cough, cough*

(VERSE ONE)
Back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac or ant'-acid if you can
You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel, is it fantastic, is it grand?
Well look at all the massive masses in the stands
Shady man… no don’t massacre the fans
Damn, I think Kim Kardashians a man
She stomped him just cause he asked to put his hands
On her massive Gluteus maximus again
Squeeze it, then Squish it, then pass it to her friend
Can he come back as nasty as he can
Yes he can, can, don’t ask me this again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay please come back to seeing men
Samantha’s a 2, You’re practically a 10
I know you want me girl,
In fact I see your grin
(Now come in girl)

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who can really blame you (who can really blame you)
We're the ones who made you

(VERSE TWO)
The enforcer, looking for more women to torture
Walk up to the cutest girl and Charlie Horse her
Sorry Portia, but what’s Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't, are you telling me tenderness?
Well I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my ventolin inhaler and 2 xenedrine
And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then
Nail her, 'Baby say hello to my little friend'
Brit f’rget K-Fed let’s cut off the middle man
Forget him or your gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won’t be for the Ritalin binge
Forget them other men, girl pay them little atten-tion
A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in-
Love with me John Mayer so sit on the bench
Man I swear them other guys you give ‘em an inch
They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who can really blame you (who can really blame you)
Were the ones who made you

(VERSE THREE)
And that’s why… my love
You'll never live without,
I know you want me girl cause I can see you checking me out
And baby, you know, you know you want me too
Don’t try to deny it baby, I’m the only one for you
(Fart)
Damn girl I’m beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out
You think that’s bad you should hear the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
Man Cash, I don’t mean to mess up your gal but
Jessica Alba put a breast in my mouth (brrp)
Wowzers, I just made a mess of my trousers
And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis
Lord help us he's back in his pink Alf shirt
Looking like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he’s about to flip
Jessica rest assure, Superman’s here to rescue ya
Can you blame me?
You’re my Amy, I’m your Blake
Matter fact make me a birthday cake
With a saw blade in it to make my jail break
Baby, I think you just met your soul mate
(Now break it down girl)

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who can really blame you (who can really blame you)
Were the ones who made you

So baby, baby
Get down, down, down

Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, get down

Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, get down

Oh Amy, Rehab never looked so good,
I can't wait, I’m going back!! HAHA Whooo!

DR DRE, 2020, Yeah

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