Made A Story

[im2pac]

i decided to make a story out of the tracks for recovery since i was bored, what do you guys think?

PS: i also did the bonus tracks.

While the cold wind blows, i start talkin 2 myself, feeling weird that i was doing that i look over and see someone on fire, i wont back down from this, i have to help the person so they can come to my white trash party, then i will detail him about me going through changes until the person will realize that im not afraid. When i arrived to the scene the man started trying this seduction technique, i told him that he aint getting no love then preceded to scream that i will kick his ass until its space bound for the sky, he told me that he just wants a Cinderella man and he is currently and escape person out of prison, serving 25 to life. He acted so bad, yet he seemed like a man who was almost famous, i felt bad so i told him that "i love the way you lie", he then responded by saying that his wife died while he shouted your never over, i didn't care about her i just want his untitled love, until we were riddaz, running into the night sky, on our way to session one.

[buffalo bill]

sorry but

[MackBook]

Eminem MadLibs! Yay!

[buffalo bill]

sorry but

I agree. The one I made was better.

where is it?

[buffalo bill]

Well, my mom is under the influence of purple pills, which is not my fault, but I still don't give a fuck if she wants to spend some time with the real slim shady because without me, she'd have no places to go and she wouldn't have 50's big weenie to make her sing for the moment.

that was a lot better indeed

[77o77]

As the cold wind blows from my cheap fan, I start talking 2 myself, fantasizing Eminem's hands on my chest. The sex is on fire, in my mind, but in reality, Eminem never calls me back. But I won't back down from a white trash party, so I'm going through changes right now as I bleach my skin to become lighter and I'm Not Afraid to give into the Seduction of Eminem's bodyguards, because I get No Love From Marshall simply because my visions of us in holy matrimony are space-bound delusions. I watched Cinderella Man to motivate myself to get into shape for Marshall, but when I snuck into his mansion last night, I was tackled by a bodyguard, and now I'm in court, facing 25 to life. You see, I was So Bad that I managed to set his recording studio on fire while on route to his bedroom. My capture, arrest, and subsequent trial made headline news and I was Almost Famous for nearly burning Eminem's house down. And in court, when they asked Marshall about our relationship, he said that there was none. Oh Marshmellow, how I love the way you lie to protect our passionate devotion to each other. As I sit in my jail cell, writing this letter to you, I want you to know that you're never over in my mind, Marsh. I don't know what I would call our relationship, so I simply say we have an untitled love...

Here We Go

[77o77]

Oh well... I won because you actually read it while looking at the tracklist.

No i just saw untitled and was like aha. then realized the bonus songs. so ha

[dR3]

Well, my mom is under the influence of purple pills, which is not my fault, but I still don't give a fuck if she wants to spend some time with the real slim shady because without me, she'd have no places to go and she wouldn't have 50's big weenie to make her sing for the moment.

[Myth]

As the cold wind blows from my cheap fan, I start talking 2 myself, fantasizing Eminem's hands on my chest. The sex is on fire, in my mind, but in reality, Eminem never calls me back. But I won't back down from a white trash party, so I'm going through changes right now as I bleach my skin to become lighter and I'm Not Afraid to give into the Seduction of Eminem's bodyguards, because I get No Love From Marshall simply because my visions of us in holy matrimony are space-bound delusions. I watched Cinderella Man to motivate myself to get into shape for Marshall, but when I snuck into his mansion last night, I was tackled by a bodyguard, and now I'm in court, facing 25 to life. You see, I was So Bad that I managed to set his recording studio on fire while on route to his bedroom. My capture, arrest, and subsequent trial made headline news and I was Almost Famous for nearly burning Eminem's house down. And in court, when they asked Marshall about our relationship, he said that there was none. Oh Marshmellow, how I love the way you lie to protect our passionate devotion to each other. As I sit in my jail cell, writing this letter to you, I want you to know that you're never over in my mind, Marsh. I don't know what I would call our relationship, so I simply say we have an untitled love...

Here We Go

It's not called here we go...