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[Ella]

ill start....... =]]

Beautiful Lyrics

Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
I'm reaching out for you....

I'm just so fuckin depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump, but I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps, fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up, in order for me to pick the mic back up
I don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in
I'm startin to feel distant again, so I decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent but I just can't admit or come to grips
With the fact that I may be done with rap, I need a new outlet
And I know some shit so hard to swallow, but I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow, but I know one fact, I'll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
I'll be one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow, but you'd have to walk a thousand miles...

Chrous

In my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me, I'll be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd be like to feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others minds
Just to see what we'd find, look at shit through each others eyes

*Singing*
But don't let them say you ain't beautiful
They can all get FUCKED, just stay true to you

Verse 2
I think I'm startin to lose my sense of humor, everythings so tense and gloom, I
Almost feel like I got to check the temperture of the room just as soon as
I walk in, it's like all eyes on me, so I try to avoid any eye contact
Cause if I do that, then it opens the door for coversation, like I want that
I'm not looking for extra attention, I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room, maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don't need no fuckin man servant, tryna follow me around and wipe my ass
And laugh at every single joke I crack and half of them aint even funny like
"Ahh, Marshall you're so funny man you should be a comedian, god damn"
Unfortunately I am, I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down, listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we ain't gotta trade our shoes, and you aint gotta walk no thousand miles

Chrous

Verse 3
Nobody asked for life to deal us what these bullshit hands were dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves, and flip them, don't expect no help
Now I could of either just sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
Or take this situation in which I'm placed, and get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags
Or sat on the porch and hoped and pray for a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in, in every single place, every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid, even if it meant actin stupid
And Aunt Edna was told me, keep makin that face it'll get stuck like that
Meanwhile I'm just standin there holdin my tongue tryna talk like "thissss"
Till I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old
I learned my lesson then, cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story, not just based on my description
Cause where you see it, from where you're sittin, it's probably 110 percent different
I guess we would have to walk a mile in each others shoes at least
What size you wear? I wear 10's, let's see if you could fit your feet...

Chrous

Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everyone has their private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
I'm reaching out for you....

*Talking*
Yeah, to my babies, stay strong. Dad will be home soon. And to the rest of the world, God gave you them shoes, to fit you, so put them on and wear em. Be yourself man. Be proud of who you are. Even if it sounds corny, don't ever let anyone tell you, you aint beautiful.

[ch7188]

Underground

[Eminem - Intro]
A lot of people ask me
Where the fuck I’ve been at the last few years
Shit I don't know
But I do know, I'm back now
HAHA

[Chorus]
Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how
Looking for me
I'm underground

Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how
Looking for me
I'm underground

[Eminem - Verse 1]
Dre I’m down here, under the ground dig me up
Broken tibias fibias, yeah fix me up
Sixty sluts all of ‘em dying from mass afixial
After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup
dixy cups toxins boxes of oxy pads
enough oxycotin to send a fucking ox to rehab
wack job in the back with a black stocking cap
jacking off to a hockey mask at a boxing match
[you can't say that] yes he can
I just did faggot now guess again
better text message your next of kin
tell him shits about to get extra messy especially when
I flex again and throw a fucking lesbian in wet cement
So faggoty faggoty faggoty raggedy Ann and Andy
NO raggedy Andy and Andy no it can't be, it can't be
Yes it can be the fucking anti christ is back Danny
its Satan in black satin panties
this is Amityville calamity got damnit insanity pills
fanny pack filled with zanax
through every nook and cranny
lookin for trannys milk and cookies spilt on my silk neglociet looky
Razor balades wit me to make you bleed
cases of maboline make up lay on the table of weed
slim shady shit sounds like a fable to me
until he jumps out the fucking toilet when you're taking a pee


[Chorus]
Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how
Looking for me
I'm underground

Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how
Looking for me
I'm underground

[Eminem - Verse 2]
Six seaman samples Seventeen strands of hair
Found in the back of a van after the shoot at Vanity Fair
Hannah Montana prepare to elope with a can opener
And be cut open like cantaloupe with canopy beds
With glad bags, yeah glad to be back
'Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab
Fucking doctor I didn’t understand a damn what he said
I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch
Two weeks in Brighton, I aint enlighten
Bitin’ into a fucking Vicodin like I ‘am viking
Oh, lightning strike it might be a fucking sign I need a psychic
Evaluation, fuck Jason it’s Friday the nineteenth
That means it’s just a regular day
And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly
Fucking Lesbians shouldn’t of had her legs in the way
Now she’s pregnant and gay
Missing both legs and begging to stay.

[Chorus]
Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how
Looking for me
I'm underground

Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how
Looking for me
I'm underground

[Eminem – Verse 3]
Tell the critics I’m back and I’m coming
To spit back an abundance
Hit a fag with onions
Then split a bag of Funions
Mad at me understandable
Cannibal shooting animal
Out of a cannon and have him catapult at an adult
Captain of a cult with an elite following
To turn Halloween back to a Trick of Treat holiday
Have Micheal Myers looking like a liar
Swipe his powers replace his knife with flowers and a stack of flyers
Hit Jason Vorheys with a forty
Stuck a repository up his ass
And made him tell me a story
Gave Hannibal Elector a fucking nectarine
And sat him in the fucking fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture
Walked up elm street with a fucking whiffle bat drew
Fought Freddy Krougar and Edward Scissor hands too
And came out with a little scratch oww
Looking like I got into a fucking pillow fight with a triple fat goose/
INSANITY CAN IT BE VANITY, WHERES THE HUMANITY /
IN HAVIN A TWIST OF FANTASY WITH A ARM AN LEG AMPUTEE\
straight jacket with 108 brackets
and a strap the wraps twice around my back then they latch it/
cut ya f**kin head off and ask where you headed off to?
get it headed off too?
medice this headaches awful, this anistetics pathetic so is the diabetic waffel/
and this prostetic arm keep crushin my hard taco/

[ch7188]

Eminem - Deja Vu lyrics
As I fall deeper into a manic state
Im a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug outta trate
The blood pressure climbs to a dramatic rate
I seem to gravitate to the bottle of Nyquil than i salivate
Start off with the Nyquil with like I think I will just have a taste
Couple of sips of that than I gradually graduate
To a harder prescription drug called valium like yah thats great
I go to just take one than i end up like having eight
Now i need something in my stomach because i haven’t ate
Maybe ill grab a plate of nachos and ill have a steak
And youd think with all i have at stake look at my daughters face
Mommy something is wrong with dad I thank
Hes acting weird again he’s really beginnings to scare me
Wont shave his beard again and he pretends that he doesn’t hear me
And all he does eat dorritos and cheetos and he just
Fell asleep in his car eating three muskateers in the rear seat

Sometimes i feel so alone, I just don’t know
It feels like ive been down this road before
So lonely and cold it’s like something takes over me
As soon as i go home and close the door
God feels like déjà vu i wanna get away from this place i do
But i cant and i won’t say i try but i know it’s a lie
cause i don’t and why i just don’t knowwoooo

maybe just a nice cold brew, whats a beer
thats the devil in my ear ive been sober a fuckin year
and that fucker still talks to me hes all i can fuckign hear
marshall c’mon well watch the game its the cowboys and buccanears
and maybe if i just drink half ill be half buzzed
for half of the time, whose the mastermind behind that little line
with that kind of rational man i got half a mind
to have another half a glass of wine sounds assenine
yeah i know, but i never had no problem with alcohol
ouch look out for the wall aim for the couch im about to fall
i miss the couch and down go like a bouncy ball
shit must of knocked me out cause i didn’t feel the ground at all
wow what the fuck happened last night where am i
man fuck am i hung over and god damn i
got a headache shit half a vicodin, why cant i
all systems ready for take off, please stand by

Sometimes i feel so alone, I just don’t know
It feels like ive been down this road before
So lonely and cold it’s like something takes over me
As soon as i go home and close the door
God feels like déjà vu i wanna get away from this place i do
But i cant and i won’t say i try but i know it’s a lie
cause i don’t and why i just don’t knowwoooo



so i take a vicodin splash it hits my stomach and ahhhhhh
couple of weeks go by and it aint even like i am getting high
now i need it to not feel sick yah im getting by
wouldn’t even be taking this shit if deshauwn didn’t die
oh yeah theres an excuse you lose proof so you use
theres new rules its cool if its helping you to get through
its twelve noon aint no harm in self inducing a snooze
what else is new fuck it what would elvis do in your shoes
now here i am three months later full blown relapse
just get high until the kids get home from school holmes relax
and since im convince that im an in-somni-ac
i need these pills to be able to sleep so i take three naps
just to be able to function throughout the day
lets see thats an ambian each nap how many valium three
and that averages out to one good hour of sleep
so now you see the reason how come he
has taken four years to just put out an album b
see me and you we almost had the same outcome heath
cause that Christmas you know that whole neumonia thing
it was bolognia was it the methadonia think
but hydrocordone ya hide inside ya pornos
ya vcr tape cases put ya ambiants see great places
to hide em aint it, so you can lie to haily
im going beddy by whitney baby good night elaina
go in the room and shut the bedroom door
and wake up in an ambulance they say they found me on the bathroom floor

Sometimes i feel so alone, I just don’t know
It feels like ive been down this road before
So lonely and cold it’s like something takes over me
As soon as i go home and close the door
God feels like déjà vu i wanna get away from this place i do
But i cant and i won’t say i try but i know it’s a lie
cause i don’t and why i just don’t knowwoooo

[ch7188]

Bagpipes from Baghdad
oh, its music to my ears
oh man, how can i describe, the way i feel
fuckin' great man
ok, let me see
how could i begin

verse 1:
locked in mariahs wine cellar all i had for lunch,
was red, more red wine and captain crunch,
red wine for breakfast and for brunch,
and to soak it up and in between snack, crack ers to munch
mariah what ever happened to us
why did we have to break up
all i asked for was a glass of punch
ya see i never really asked for much
i cant imagine whats
going through your mind after such
a nasty break up with that latin hunk
luis migul
nick cannon better back the fuck up
i'm not playin i want her back ya punk
this is hello kitty bed spread satin funk
mixed with egyptian with a little rap and punk
zapp and eric clapton
shaft, prince, abba, crunk
ya baby
i want another crack at ya
you can beat me with any spatula that you want
i man i really want you bad you cunt
nick you had your fun
i've come to kick you in your sack of junk
man i could use a fresh batch of blood
so prepare your vernacular for dracula acupuncture

hook:
bagpipes from baghdad
when will it ever cease
for pete sakes he crazy to say the least
bagpipes from baghdad
whats going through my mind
half time when i rhyme
while blowing on my
bagpipes from baghdad
somebody turn the vacancy sign on
cause im gone
blowing on my
bagpipes from baghdad
i run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad...

verse 2:
you could be a permanent fixture
in my lyrical mixture
i'm the miracle whip trickster
my signature sound
when a tube of lipsticks around
i'm bound to put it on in an instant
wow man what an ensemble
what an assortmen of pharma-
ceuticals this beautiful pill does to my palm and
cuticles get residue just from touching the bottle
never new i could remind me so much of my momma
i'll cut you like dahmer
pull a butcher knife on ya
the size of a sword boy
i'm like the fucking red sonya
get it stuck in ya cornea
nice knowing ya norman
your so fucking annoying
drop the shovel boy
you dont know what the fuck your doing
i aint playing no fucking more
nick cannon you prick i wish you luck with the fuckin whore
every minute theres a sucker born
snuck up on malachai
made the motherfucker suck on shruck of corn
chaka chaka khan chaka khan
hit jason in the face with a hockey puck and
tell him its fuckin on
now what the fuck are you doing
your running over the snow blower with the lawn mower blowing your bagpipes from baghdad

bagpipes from baghdad
when will it ever cease
for pete sakes he crazy to say the least
bagpipes from baghdad
whats going through my mind
half time when i rhyme
while blowing on my
bagpipes from baghdad
somebody turn the vacancy sign on
cause im gone
blowing on my
bagpipes from baghdad
i run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad bag..


In a bed with two brain dead lesbian vegetables
I bet you they'll become heterosexual
Nothing will stop me from molesting you
Titty-fucking you 'till your breast nipples flesh tickle my testicles
It's what they said to the two conjoined twins
How's it going, girlfriends, you need a boyfriend?
You need some ointment? just set up an appointment
Who's gonna see the doctor first? We'll do a coin flip
I've just got my one year sobriety ??? check
When the bad get going how bad is it gonna get
Baby you shouldn't have any trouble rubbing groins with each other
Especially when they're joined at the hip
I'm going to get a needle ??? kit
In attempt to separate the ??? back at the loin, shit (?)
Lure the little boy with the chocolate chips Ahoy!
Cookie, lookie, even took me a polaroid

[dbeauluvswomen]

Thanks for the lyrics. At the end of Bagpipes you can edit the ending to the second to last line from chuppa chupa avoid to chocolate chips Ahoy! chip
funny song btw

[Drama Setter]

3 A.M Lyric
Ohh ohhh
Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)
Ohh ohhh
Ohhh
Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)
Ohh ohh
Oohh
Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)oh(yea)
Ohh
Woahh
There is no escaping (yo)(yooo)
There's no place to hide(yooo)(yooo)
you scream someone save me(yo)(yooo)
But they don't pave no mind( yooo) (yooo)
(Good night)
Good bye

(Verse 1)
Your walkin down a horror corridor
It's almost 4 in the mornin
And your in a
Nightmare
It's HORRIBLE
Right there's the coroner
Waitin for you
To turn the corner
So he can corner ya
Your a goner
He's ona ya
Out the corner of his cornea
He just saw you run
All you want is to rest
Cause you can't run anymore
Your done
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
While everybody
Is watchin in the party applauding it
Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought again
Contemplading my next plot again
Swallowin the Klonopin
While I'm noddin
In and out on the autumn and
If the ramada inn
Holdin onto the pill bottle then
Stick my finger and swirl it round the bottom
And make sure I got all of it
Wake up naked at mcdonalds
With
Blood all over me
Dead bodies
Behind the counter
SHIT
Guess I must of just blacked out again
NOT AGAIN

(Chorus)
It's 3 a.m in the mornin
Put my key in the door
There's bodies layin all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

I said
It's 3 am in the mornin
Put my key in the door
There's bodies layin all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

(Verse 2)
Sitting nude in my living room
It's almost noon
I wonder what's on the tube
Maybe they'll show some boobs
Surfing every channel
Until I find hannah montana
Then I reach for the aloe and lanalin
Bust all over the wall panel and dismantlin
Every candle on top of the fire place
Mantalin
Grab my flannel and my bandana then
Kiss the naked manakin man again
You can see him standin in my
Front window
If you look in
I'm just a hooligan
Who's use to usin hallicinogens
Causin illusions again
Brain contusions again
Cutting and bruising the skin
Raise the scissors and pins
Jesus when does it end
Phases that I go through
Dazed and not so confused
Days that I don't know who
Gave these molecules too
Me
What am I gone do
Had the prodical son
The diabolical one
Very methodical
When I slaughtered them

(Chorus)
It's 3 a.m in the mornin
Put my key in the door
There's bodies layin all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

I said
It's 3 am in the mornin
Put my key in the door
There's bodies layin all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

(Verse 3)
She puts the lotion in the bucket
He puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
She puts the lotion in the bucket
He puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again

I duck and I slash slice and gash
Last night was a blast
I can't quite remember when I
Had that much fun
Off a half pint fifth of jack
My last vic and a half
A flashlight
Up kim kardashians ass

I remember the first time
I dismembered a family member
December I think it was
I was having drinks with my cuz
And I wrapped him
In christmas lights
Pushed him into the stinkin tub
Cut him up into pieces
Then just when I went to drink his
Blood
I thought I outta drink this bath water
That outta be fun
That's when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me
That might be an artery son
Your blood curdling screams
Just don't seem to bother me none
It's 3 am
And here I come
So you should probably run
A secret passage way around here
Man there's got to be one
Oh no there's probably none
He can scream all that he wants
Top of his lungs
It aint no stoppin me from choppin him up(up)

(Chorus)
Cause it's 3 a.m in the mornin
Put my key in the door
There's bodies layin all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

I said
It's 3 am in the mornin
Put my key in the door
There's bodies layin all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

Yooo (yoooo)
A yoooo (a yoooo)
Yooo (yoooo)
A yoooo (a yoooo)
Yooo (yoooo)
A yoooo (a yoooo)
Yooo (yoooo)
A yoooo ( a yoooo)

[313]

Thank you! If you have the rest put it

[Drama Setter]

We Made You

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

[Drama Setter]

Crack a Bottle

Ooww Ladies and gentlemen
The moment you’ve all been waiting for ..
In this corner : weighing 175 pounds,
with a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders,
the undisputed, most diabolic villain in the world :
Slim Shady!

Chorus : Eminem
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don’t act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh Uh-oh, bitch3s hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I notice there’s so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
And ladies love us, my posse’s kicking up dust.
It’s on till the break of dawn
and we’re starting this party from dusk

Ok … let’s go

Eminem
Back wit Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
Picture us, you’ll just be another one bit the dust
Just one of my mothers sons who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my butt. Lick the fumunda cheese from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
Its a must I redeem my name n haters get mushed.
Bitch3s lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut.
Fist the cup. The lady gave her eighty some paper cut.
Now picture us. Its ridiculous you curse at the thought
Cuz when I spit the verse the sh-t
gets worse then worcestershire sauce
If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
Its elementary. The elephants have entered the room.
I venture to say we're the center of attention its true
Not to mention back with a vengeance so here’s the signal
Of the bat symbol. The platinum trio’s back on you hoes.

Chorus : Eminem
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.
Don’t act like a snobby model.
You just hit the lotto.
Uh-oh Uh-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe .
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
Seems like there’s so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
Ladies love us, my posses kicking up dust.
Its on till the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk.

Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

Dr Dre
They see that low rider go by they're, like Oh my!
You ain’t got to tell me why you’re sick cuz I know why.
I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre.
I’m an itch that they cant scratch, they sick of me.
But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.
Cuz over and above all, its just another day
And this one begins where the last one ends.
Pick up where we left off and get smashed again.
I’ll be dammed, just f*cked around and crashed my Benz.
Driving around with a smashed front end
Lets cash that one in.
Grab another one from out the stable
The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Dorado
The hell if I know.
Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions, decisions
Garage looks like Precision Collision.
Or Maaco beats quake like Waco
Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though

Chorus : Eminem
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.
Don’t act like a snobby model .
You just hit the lotto.
Uh-oh Uh-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe .
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
Seems like there’s so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
Ladies love us,my posses kicking up dust.
Its on till the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk.

And I take great pleasure in introducing: 50 Cent

50 Cent
It’s bottle after bottle
The money ain’t a thang when you party with me
Its what we into its simple
We ball out of control like you wouldn’t believe
I’m the napalm the bomb the don i’m King Kong
Get rolled on wrapped up and reigned on
I’m so calm through Vietnam ring the alarm
Bring the shaun dawn burn marajauan do what you want
Nigga on and on till the break of what
Get the paper man i’m caking you know i don’t give a f*ck
I spend it like it don’t mean nothing
Blow it like its supposed to be blown
Motherf*cker i’m grown
I stunt i style i flash the sh-t
I gets what the f*ck i want so what I trick
Fat ass burgundy bags classy sh-t Jimmy Cho shoes
I say move a bitch move

Chorus : Eminem
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.
Don’t act like a snobby model .
You just hit the lotto.
Uh-oh Uh-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe .
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
Seems like there’s so many of them
but there’s really not that many of us.
Ladies love us, my posses kicking up dust.
Its on till the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk

[Drama Setter]

Old Times's Sake

Eminem:
Good evening. This is your fucking captain speaking
We will soon be reaching an altitude of 4 million and a half feet
That's 8 million miles in the sky
Please undo your seat belt for take off
You are now free to smoke about the cabin

Dr. Dre:
I'm Dre from back in the day from
N.W.A from black and the grey from
Chokin' a bitch to smacking her face from
Stackin' up bodies to racking their kids up from
Racking up hits to stacking them crates up
I'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapeworm
And we was happening and rap entertainment
Me and shady for us competition faggot there ain't none

Em:
Speak of the devil
It's the attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand bloodstain on my apron
Soon as the blades spun vrun they run away from
Who want to play dungeon no one is safe from
In search of a brain surgeon the great one
Wait it ain't funny man, It's urgent I need one
Two boxes of detergent and a paintgun
And a emergency squirtgun to spray everyone

Chorus:
So one more time for old time's sake
Dre drop that beat and scratch that break
Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
And let's go (you're now smoking with the best, the best)

I said one more time for old time's sake
Dre drop that beat and scratch that break
Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
And let's go (you're now smoking with the best, the best)

Em:
Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless,
A nice environment
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound
I surround the hydrants taking lives of firemen
Say goodbye, here I am again
Naked wives and vicodin
Before I begin to get so high pussy boy I could spin
Vin vin, Fuck the handle, I fly off the hinge
Let the boy off the bench coach and throw it to him
There he goes in his trench coat and them clothes again
Baby make us some french toast and show us some skin
I'll show you every inch girls of my foreskin
Show me nipple I pinch both and throw up a ten
Now you know it's a sin to tease blow us again
The sorcerer of intercourse if it's forced it's him
Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the force within
When you wake in the morning next to the porcelain

CHORUS

Dre:
Now where there's smoke there's fire
Where there's fire there's flames
Where there's flames there's chronic
Either you high or you ain't
I got no time for no games

Em:
Nah-ah he ain't playing,
He's gonna get the AK and aim it at your brain
I'm slightly insane, Vodka and creatine
Hypnotic and red bull, it's an incredible energy drink
And it's giving me wings
I believe I can fly
While I pee on the girl you won't catch me CSI
It's as easy as pie, and as simple as cake
Dre. get on the mic and make them tremble and shake

Dre:
Now put your smoke up in the air
Raise your Henny and coke
And if you really want to get fucked up just let me know
We can smoke if there is no more lighter fluid to do it
Let's get into it, you smoking with the triedest and truest
I got the Midas touch when it comes to rolling shit up
You muthafuckers ain't smoking you just holding shit up
Now here we go, let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt
I smoke the kind of stuff that makes the records go number one

Cause if at first you don't succeed
Won't hurt to smoke some weed
Now them words are just a little more personal for me
Seeing as how I blew up off puffing them trees

Em:
Was luck enough for me
Fuck yeah, light it up sheesh
Come on smoke me up cuz,
Get me contact buzz
Get me on track, they love me when I'm on that stuff
But this is Earth calling Shady man come on back (what)
Man we're losing him, he won't even respond back fuck

Now look at all the pretty women in here (Dre: damn bitches)
Dre it's hot I think we better go check on their temperatures
I get the thermometer you get the bandages
Now baby just bend over this won't hurt a damn bit
CHORUS

[SajN]

Steve Berman (skit)

Eminem: Heyyy!
Steve: Hey, Em, what's up?
Eminem: Steve Berman. What's goin' on, man, how you doin? Good to see you again. What's up?
Steve: Em, could you come here and have a seat, please?
Eminem: Umm, yeah, what's...
Steve: Vannessa, shut the door.
Secretary: Okay.
Eminem: So what's up? How's orders looking for the first week?
Steve: It would be better if you gave me nothing at all.
Eminem: Wh-
Steve: This album is less than nothing. I can't sell this fucking record.
Eminem: Wha-
Steve: Do you know what's happening to me out there?
Eminem: Wh-wha-what's the problem?
Steve: Violent Ground told me to go fuck myself!
Eminem: Who's Violent...?
Steve: Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass! Do you know what it feels like to be told to have a record shoved up your ass?
Eminem: But, I-
Steve: I'm gonna lose my fuckin' job over this. You know why Dre's record was so successful? He's rappin' about big-screen tv's, blunts, 40's and bitches. You're rappin' about homosexuals and Vicadin.
Eminem: I mean-
Steve: I can't sell this shit!
Eminem: What-
Steve: Either change the record or it's not coming out!
Eminem: What, I-
Steve: Now get the fuck out of my office!
Eminem: What am I supposed-
Steve: NOW!
Eminem: Alright man, whatever.

Bro, this is old. It's from MMLP, right before The Way I Am.

[mceddie]

Steve Berman (skit)

Eminem: Heyyy!
Steve: Hey, Em, what's up?
Eminem: Steve Berman. What's goin' on, man, how you doin? Good to see you again. What's up?
Steve: Em, could you come here and have a seat, please?
Eminem: Umm, yeah, what's...
Steve: Vannessa, shut the door.
Secretary: Okay.
Eminem: So what's up? How's orders looking for the first week?
Steve: It would be better if you gave me nothing at all.
Eminem: Wh-
Steve: This album is less than nothing. I can't sell this fucking record.
Eminem: Wha-
Steve: Do you know what's happening to me out there?
Eminem: Wh-wha-what's the problem?
Steve: Violent Ground told me to go fuck myself!
Eminem: Who's Violent...?
Steve: Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass! Do you know what it feels like to be told to have a record shoved up your ass?
Eminem: But, I-
Steve: I'm gonna lose my fuckin' job over this. You know why Dre's record was so successful? He's rappin' about big-screen tv's, blunts, 40's and bitches. You're rappin' about homosexuals and Vicadin.
Eminem: I mean-
Steve: I can't sell this shit!
Eminem: What-
Steve: Either change the record or it's not coming out!
Eminem: What, I-
Steve: Now get the fuck out of my office!
Eminem: What am I supposed-
Steve: NOW!
Eminem: Alright man, whatever.

Bro, this is old. It's from MMLP, right before The Way I Am.

[michal8]

same song & dance anyone ?

[313]

Medicine ball, stay wide awake, my mom and others songs?

[Drama Setter]

Steve Berman (skit)

Eminem: Heyyy!
Steve: Hey, Em, what's up?
Eminem: Steve Berman. What's goin' on, man, how you doin? Good to see you again. What's up?
Steve: Em, could you come here and have a seat, please?
Eminem: Umm, yeah, what's...
Steve: Vannessa, shut the door.
Secretary: Okay.
Eminem: So what's up? How's orders looking for the first week?
Steve: It would be better if you gave me nothing at all.
Eminem: Wh-
Steve: This album is less than nothing. I can't sell this fucking record.
Eminem: Wha-
Steve: Do you know what's happening to me out there?
Eminem: Wh-wha-what's the problem?
Steve: Violent Ground told me to go fuck myself!
Eminem: Who's Violent...?
Steve: Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass! Do you know what it feels like to be told to have a record shoved up your ass?
Eminem: But, I-
Steve: I'm gonna lose my fuckin' job over this. You know why Dre's record was so successful? He's rappin' about big-screen tv's, blunts, 40's and bitches. You're rappin' about homosexuals and Vicadin.
Eminem: I mean-
Steve: I can't sell this shit!
Eminem: What-
Steve: Either change the record or it's not coming out!
Eminem: What, I-
Steve: Now get the fuck out of my office!
Eminem: What am I supposed-
Steve: NOW!
Eminem: Alright man, whatever.

Bro, this is old. It's from MMLP, right before The Way I Am.

yeah but I wanted to fill this thread , .

Medicine ball, stay wide awake, my mom and others songs?

I'm writing it myself ma mate , Hang on...