Eminem

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking, how everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This this whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old partner', but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

[Hook]

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfucking roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cause man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screaming on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cause maybe the only opportunity that I got

[Hook]

You can do anything you set your mind to, man


Originally posted by Jodetodo

"What's your favorite scary movie?"

[Em] Yo, Slim Shady!
[R5] Yo, Royce 5-9
[Em] Y'all wanna make a movie?
[R5] What..
[Em] We got the film right here

[Royce]
What?
Yeah I'm one of them pretty rappers
Buck if I really hafta, I really slap ya
King of Detroit who they namin the city after (what?)
Scandalous partners, whose grammar hammers the hard shit
Into your heart with, content, yo who wanna start with
Experts, Bad and Evil is comin soon
MC's get stuck, head first back in they mother's womb
This shit is written, in my eyes I'm the illest MC spittin (what?)
Leavin all of you cats shittin kittens
I gotta diss you, my niggaz be cockin pistols
Shot and split you, fuck splittin the profits with you (what?)
Six percent, of y'all niggaz is just pretend
Clicks with clits, pussy niggaz stink with dicks (what?)
Niggaz act bully, and blast for the fast penny
My auto is fully, plenty of niggaz packin semi
Speak darts; yo you get paid? Rhymin about it is the sweet part
You can't be street smart with a cheap heart
Five Nine, a street nigga with deep feelin (what?)
I keep illin, my steez willin to keep killin (what?)
Fuck rap, a lot of y'all all is just acts
Trust that - you rhyme all wack on rough tracks
Bust and then we all black when you get bust back at
Fuck that, you get blast at, you get laughed at
And I'ma spit thunder (what?) stick to my guns
Niggaz is finished before they gimmicks, one-hit wonders
What? Big balls, that's why when I spit, your clique stalls
I'ma pit bull, I'm just dog, I'm just raw (what?)
Split y'all, holla, "It's on!" Then I diss y'all
All of y'all niggaz get pissed on claimin you pissed off

[Eminem and Royce]
Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?
Rappers comin in with they team and carry toolies
You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me
We hard-hittin, directin and starrin in it
Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?
Rappers comin in with they team and carry toolies
You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me
We hard-hittin, directin and starrin in it

[Eminem]
The one man on the planet that'll drive off of the Grand Canyon
Hop out of a Grand Am and land in it handstandin
Any man plannin to battle will get snatched out of his clothes
So fast it'll look like an invisible man standin
I'm headed for Hell, I'd rather be dead or in jail
Bill Clinton, hit this, and you better inhale
Cause any MC that chooses to go against me
Is gettin takin advantage of like Monica Lewinksy (Leave me alone!)
Came home in a frenzy, pushin a ten speed
Screamin to Aunt Peg (AUNT PEG!!!!)
With three spokes stickin out of my pant leg
Fuck a headache, give me a migraine
Damnit I like pain (AHH!)
And you should be anywhere that I might gain
You rap knowin you wack
You act up and I'm throwin you down a flight of steps
Then I'm throwin you back up em
If they don't like the track, fuck em
The rap struck em harder then gettin hit by a Mack truck
And then backed up on
And any half-assed known rapper to trespass
Better be ready for the second Celebrity Deathmatch (Ding! Ding!)
So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly (Hurry up man!)
I'm sicker than a Tupac dedication to Biggie
I'm free-fallin feet first out of a damn tree
To stampede your chest till you can't breathe
And when I'm down to my last breath
I'ma climb the Empire State Building and get to the last step
And still laugh half bent

[Eminem and Royce]
Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?
Rappers comin in with they team and carry toolies
You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me
We hard-hittin, directin and starrin in it

[Em] Bad.. the bad..
[R5] Uhh, when the bad meets the bad.. yo..
[Em] The evil
[R5] Take the evil with the evil
[Em] Put em together
[R5] What? Nine-nine
[Em] Two times.. Slim Shady.. Royce the Five Nine


Originally posted by Jodetodo

[lil jon]
stop! it's the mothafuckin remix!
[lil jon](background)
yeah!
yeah!
eminem nigga!
lil jon nigga!
mason bethem!
that is yours!
[mase]
uh ya harlem is back
who in the world want a problem wit that
for real i heard harlem is back
who in the world want a problem wit that
uh ya harlem is back
who in the world want a problem wit that
uh i heard harlem is back
who in the world want a problem wit that
[chorus x2]
[fat joe]
i said my niggas don't dance
we just pull up our pants
and do the rock-away
now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
[mase]
yo, yo, yo, we goin deja vu
then the day ya'll do
it'll be the day ya'll bleed
rich minus eighty degrees
king of harlem ain't no body made me leave
who else could take five years off
cold turkey, come back, and fly leers off
cats front they gonna leanin like smirnoff
if haters wanna hate then its their loss
come up in the rucka wit all my jigs on
got grills so big you can cook a steak on
you gonna hear mase gone
when they get a mase on
you a hot 16, i'm a very great song
if beatin on the dj before the mase song
he play clark kent, you better have your cape on
plenty grooms, mansion, many rooms
my neckless, two x's, and three benty boom (lean back)
[chorus x2]
[fat joe]
i said my niggas don't dance
we just pull up our pants
and do the rock-away
now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
[lil jon]
eminem whats up!
[eminem]
you don't want no problems with harlem
you don't want no problems wit da boogy down bronxton
you don't want no drama wit da blonde bomber
original don gotta of the blonde bottle, the model
for white america, then joe, the spokesperson for the latino
then we got mase back to represent everything else in between
includin the percentages of the rest, we dope
the best from each coast, the mid west to the dirty dirty!
even further to miami, all the way back to californ i a
it'll prolly be best right now if i warn dre
and get on the horn wit him tell him bout the storm comin all our way
so tell a pal grab a gal, right now get on the floor why wait
shake that ass a lil more my way, but baby i dont dance
not that i can, cuz of the pistol in my pants
[chorus x2]
[fat joe]
i said my niggas don't dance
we just pull up our pants
and do the rock-away
now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
[fat joe]
no judas, a comadis caine's brother able to able to stop me nigga not me!
got the streets askin damn who could top pete
summer jam, killed it man did it all with one beat
i guess i'm bi-coastal now, took a damn south brother to bring your boy out
as the wheel keep spinnin i can hear niggas thinkin crack i got one hit benny out
nope joey bring them semi's out of course you and yours pour a lil henny out
so much rappers actin in the game, i have to tell him put the mic away and run and go and get your emmies out
lean back mothafuckas, this here's a three beat, we back at the rucka
this cook crack preachin to your brother, the mic more rap, we perachin to you mothafuckas
[chorus x2]
[fat joe]
i said my niggas don't dance
we just pull up our pants
and do the rock-away
now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
[lil jon]
say my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats
and blow your back away
fuck nigga lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
say my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats
and blow your backs away
bitch niggas lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back



Originally posted by Jodetodo

Mmmhh
You high baby?
Yeahh...
Yeah?
hahaha...Talk to me...
You want me to tell you somethin?
Uh huh...
I know what you wanna hear... 'Cuz I know you want me baby I think I
Want you too... I think I love you baby...

I think I love you too... I'm here to save you girl, Come be in Shady's world,
I wanna grow together, Let's let our love unfurl. You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too, They call me Superman, I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl, come be in Shady's world...

oh boy you drive me crazy...
Bitch you make me hurl...

They call me Superman, Leap tall hoes in a single bound, I'm single now,
Got no ring on this finger now, I'll never let another chick bring me down,
In a relationship, save it bitch, babysit? you make me sick,
Superman aint savin shit, girl you can jump on shady's dick,
Straight from the hip, cut to the chase, I'll tell a mo'fuckin slut to her face,
Play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her face,
I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips, bitch why ask?
Kiss my dick, hit my cash, i'd rather have you whip my ass,
Don't put out? i'll put you out, Won't get out? i'll push you out,
Puss blew out, copin shit, Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out,
Am I too nice? buy you ice, Bitch if you died, wouldn't buy you life,
What you tryin to be, my new wife? What you Mariah? fly through twice,
But I do know one thing though, Bitches they come, they go,
Saturday through sunday monday, Monday through sunday yo,
Maybe i'll love you one day, Maybe we'll someday grow,
Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

'Cuz I can't be your superman, Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman, I can't be your superman, Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman, Your superman, your superman...

Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes, It's no secret, Everybody knows,
Can't we fuck? Bitch so what? That's about as far as your buddy goes,
We'll be friends, I'll call you again, I'll chase you around every bar you attend,
Never know what kind of car i'll be in, We'll see how much you'll be partying then,
You don't want that, Neither do I, I don't wanna flip when I see you with guys,
Too much pride, Between you and I, Not a jealous man, but females lie,
But I guess that's just what sluts do, How could it ever be just us two?
Never loved you enough to trust you, We just met and I just fucked you,
But I do know one thing though, Bitches they come they go,
Saturday through Sunday monday, Monday through Sunday yo,
Maybe I'll love you one day, Maybe we'll someday grow,
'Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

'Cuz I can't be your superman� (x2)

I know you want me baby, I think I want you too...
I think I love you baby...
I think I love you too, I'm here to save you girl, Come be in shady's world,
I wanna grow together, Lets let our love unfurl, You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too, They call me Superman, I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl, Come be in shady's world...

Oh boy you drive me crazy...
Bitch you make me hurl. First thing you said...

I'm not fazed, I hang around big stars all day,
I don't see what the big deal is anyway, You're just plain ol' Marshall to me...

Ooh yeah girl run that game...

Haily Jade...I love that name, Love that tattoo...what's that say?
'rot in pieces' aww that's great...

First off you don't know Marshall at all, So don't grow partial,
That's ammo for my arsenal, I'll snap you off that bar stool, There goes another
Lawsuit, Leave handprints all accross you,
Good lordy-wody you must be blown off that water bottle,
You want what you can't have, Ooh girl that's too damn bad,
Don't touch what you can't grab, End up with two back hands,
Put Anthrax on a Tampax and slap you till you can't stand,
Girl you just blew your chance, Don't mean to ruin your plans,
But I do know one thing though, Bitches they come they go,
Saturday through Sunday Monday, Monday through Sunday yo,
Maybe I'll love you one day, Maybe we'll someday grow,
'Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

'Cuz I can't be your superman� (x2)

I know you want me baby, I think I want you too...
I think I love you baby...
I think I love you too, I'm here to save you girl, Come be in Shady's world,
I wanna grow together, Lets let our love unfurl,
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too, They call me Superman, I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl, Come be in shady's world...

Oh boy you drive me crazy...
Bitch you make me hurl.

'Cuz I can't be your superman� (x2)





Originally posted by sweetbear

Two trailer park girls go round the outside, round the outside, round the outside.
Two trailer park girls go round the outside, round the outside, round the outside.
Guess who's back, back again, Shady's back, tell a friend. Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back.
I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to See Marshall no more they want Shady, I'm chopped liver; Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give ya a little bit of me mixed with some hard liquor some vodka that will jumpstart my heart quicker then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital by the Dr. when I'm not cooperating. When I'm rocking the table while he's operating "Hey"
You waited this long to stop debating. Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney. But your husband's heart problem is complicating so the FCC won't let me be
or let me be me so let me see they tried to shut me down on MTV. But it feels so empty without me.
So come on dip, bum on your lips jump back, jiggle her hip and wiggle a bit and get ready cuz this is about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits, "fouck you Debbie!"
Now this looks like a job for me, so everybody just follow me. Cuz we need a little controversy, cuz it feels so empty without me.
I said this looks like a job for me, so everybody just follow me. Cuz we need a little controversy, cuz it feels so empty without me.
Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis they start feeling like prison is helpless, til someone comes along on a mission and yells fitch a visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a rebel. So let me just revel and bask, in the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass and it's a disaster such a catastrophe. For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me? Well I'm back fix your bent antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna enter. Into the front of your skin like a splinter the center of attention back for the winter, I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling infesting in your kids ears and nesting, Testing, "Attention Please". Feel the tension soon as soon someone mentions me here's my 10 cents, my 2 cents is free a nuisance, who sent, you sent for me?
Now this looks like a job for me, so everybody just follow me. Cuz we need a little controversy, cuz it feels so empty without me.
I said this looks like a job for me, so everybody just follow me. Cuz we need a little controversy, cuz it feels so empty without me.
A tisk-it a task-it, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this and that shot, Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards, and Moby, you can get stomped by Obie, You 36 year old bald headed scared ____ me. You don't know me, you're too old let’s go, it's over, nobody listens to techno. Now lets go, just give me the signal I will be there with a whole list full of new insults I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil. Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol, but sometimes man it just seems, everybody only wants to discuss me so this must mean I'm disgusting, but its just me I'm just obscene. Though I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley, to do Black Music so selfishly and use it to get myself wealthy (Hey). There's a concept that works 20 million other white rappers emerge but no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty without me.
Now this looks like a job for me, so everybody just follow me. Cuz we need a little controversy, cuz it feels so empty without me.
I said this looks like a job for me, so everybody just follow me. Cuz we need a little controversy, cuz it feels so empty without me.




Originally posted by cristiano_7juan

[Dido]
My tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could, it would all be great
To put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

My tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could, it would all be great
To put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

Dear Slim,
I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in Autumn
You must not have got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'mma call her?
I'mma name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Scam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

[Dido]
My tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could, it would all be great
To put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

Dear Slim,
You still ain't called or wrote
I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to but you could have signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
For four hours and ya just said no
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fucking idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I write you
You would write back
See, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
Cause I don't really got shit else
So that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours,
Stan
P.S. We should be together too

[Dido]
My tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could, it would all be great
To put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

Dear Mr.
'I'm too good to call or write my fans'
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word
I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect.
So this is my cassette I'm sending you. I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning?
But didn't?
Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him
That's kinda how this is
You could have rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late
I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have been together
Think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm try-na talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

Dido]
My tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could, it would all be great
To put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

Dear Stan,
I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother
I wrote it on a Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you
But what's the shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other.
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter
I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself
I think that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little
I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so mad?
Try to understand that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it, his name was, it was you
Damn

Women Singing:
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight

Verse 1:
I'm getting mad love, I'm snuggling hugs
Druggling thugs, smuggling drugs, juggling jobs, guzzling jugs
So here's a toast to federal checks
Hetero sex, unaffordable medical debts, huh
We travel in packs and ravel in facts and gravel in cracks
To find babbling Max, gaffling tracks
I grapple an axe for them baffling acts
The mysterious stab in the backs who dabble in wax
Still in my yard when I sculpted the culprit
The tall shit that will end up with his skull split
Then I buried the hatchet, I carried on my back
Butterfingers is here and it's necessary to scratch it
Baby all I wanna do is swallow one and two
Smoke a little bit and follow one of you
Back home when the party ends
So tonight I'm dropping naughty hints
To the finest women in the audience

Chorus:
Women Singing:
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (blends in with lyrics)

Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright
Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright

Verse 2:
Ayo, biters are like tarantulas, vandealous
Living as scandalous as a television evangelist
But I can handle this, I'm the rhyme biter crime fighter
Caped crusader, taking care of undeserving lime lighters
I think a living never meant for me
Experimentally I found a way to spread interamentally
When I stumbled upon this resolution
By using a special fusion of chemical solution for this resolution
You couldn't see me with binoculars
I armed like an octopus
Step on stage and you get socked and pushed
Talking that junk like you went black, guarded your back
Come battle me and you get smacked as hard as you act
When I rap I represent it and will never referee in it
Every minute so when I win it you never resent it
I'm forever demented, come up with funk, I'll never be scented
You got the point when I cleverly said it

Chorus:
Women Singing:
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (blends in with lyrics)

Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright
Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright

Verse 3:
Eminem is heading skyward
For those who thought that I would make you bored and treat you like a piece
of plywood
I've got miracle lyrical capability all in me
With the agility to escape a killer bee colony
So get your cameras and capture how miraculous
I rap for all you Draculas and showed you all how whack you was
I meant it as a dis, cause you don't posses the pizzazz as this
I'm hazardous enough already as it is
Without you adding fuel to the fire
I'm cruel to the liar
Who fails to recognize my reign of hell, rule to the sire
Clinical studies show that I'm cynical
There's no one who's identical to my fresh and authentic flow
I'm sure the party people can agree
That I'm enchanting, with the romantic
Freaking the vocals so frantically
So throw your hands up in the atmosphere
And let them know the only party that was phat was here, just be like
Chorus:
Women Singing:
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (blends in with lyrics)

Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright
Cause we came here to do this tonight
We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight
Cause we came here to do this tonight
Till the morning light hope that everyone's feeling alright

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Great song

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 aint 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 dont 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 aint me,
you aint, it aint 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 aint 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 dont 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, its 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 aint 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 dont 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 aint 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...

Who Knew

I never knew I..
I never knew I..
Mic check one-two
I never knew I..
Who woulda knew?
I never knew I..
Who'da known?
I never knew I..
Fuck would've thought
I never knew I..
Motherfucker comes out
I never knew I..
and sells a couple of million records
I never knew I..
And these motherfuckers hit the ceiling
I never knew I..

[Eminem]
I don't do black music, I don't do white music
I make fight music, for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires screech*}
I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!)
Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now
I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight jump out
put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how?
Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around?
Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle around
and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out
(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked?
[*ewwww*] Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up
Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor
Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement
(The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace
You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents

[Chorus: Eminem]

Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid
I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch
I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid
I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch

[Eminem]
So who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?)
I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London
And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie
where he's shootin all sorts of these motherfuckers with a uzi
I sees three little kids, up in the front row,
screamin "Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle
I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same moms and dads
who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?"
And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear
What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old daughter to wear?
(Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words
when his bus driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse
("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!")
And fuck was the first word I ever learned
up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!)
So read up, about how I used to get beat up
peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3 months
My life's like kinda what my wife's like (what?)
Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every night, Ike
So how much easier would life be
if 19 million motherfuckers grew to be just like me?

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
I never knew I.. knew I'd..
have a new house or a new car
A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are
I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I?
Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?)
Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves
Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!)
How many retards'll listen to me
and run up in the school shootin when they're pissed at a
teach-er, her, him, is it you is it them?
"Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!"
Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen?
Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been
if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought
Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought
that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just said it - I ain't know if you'd do it or not

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
How the fuck was I supposed to know?

The Real Slim Shady



MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE?
MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE?
WILL THE REAL SLIM SHADY PLEASE STAND UP?
I REPEAT, WILL THE REAL SLIM SHADY PLEASE STAND UP?
WE´RE GONNA HAVE A PROBLEM HERE..

Y´ALL ACT LIKE YOU NEVER SEEN A WHITE PERSON BEFORE
JAWS ALL ON THE FLOOR LIKE PAM, LIKE TOMMY JUST BURST IN THE DOOR
AND STARTED WHOOPIN HER ASS WORSE THAN BEFORE
THEY FIRST WERE DIVORCE, THROWIN HER OVER FURNITURE (AHH!)
IT´S THE RETURN OF THE... "AH, WAIT, NO WAY, YOU´RE KIDDING,
HE DIDN´T JUST SAY WHAT I THINK HE DID, DID HE?"
AND DR. DRE SAID... NOTHING YOU IDIOTS!
DR. DRE´S DEAD, HE´S LOCKED IN MY BASEMENT! (HA-HA!)
FEMINIST WOMEN LOVE EMINEM
[*VOCAL TURNTABLE: CHIGGA CHIGGA CHIGGA*]
"SLIM SHADY, I´M SICK OF HIM
LOOK AT HIM, WALKIN AROUND GRABBIN HIS YOU-KNOW-WHAT
FLIPPIN THE YOU-KNOW-WHO," "YEAH, BUT HE´S SO CUTE THOUGH!"
YEAH, I PROBABLY GOT A COUPLE OF SCREWS UP IN MY HEAD LOOSE
BUT NO WORSE, THAN WHAT´S GOIN ON IN YOUR PARENTS´ BEDROOMS
SOMETIMES, I WANNA GET ON TV AND JUST LET LOOSE, BUT CAN´T
BUT IT´S COOL FOR TOM GREEN TO HUMP A DEAD MOOSE
"MY BUM IS ON YOUR LIPS, MY BUM IS ON YOUR LIPS"
AND IF I´M LUCKY, YOU MIGHT JUST GIVE IT A LITTLE KISS
AND THAT´S THE MESSAGE THAT WE DELIVER TO LITTLE KIDS
AND EXPECT THEM NOT TO KNOW WHAT A WOMAN´S CLITORIS IS
OF COURSE THEY GONNA KNOW WHAT INTERCOURSE IS
BY THE TIME THEY HIT FOURTH GRADE
THEY GOT THE DISCOVERY CHANNEL DON´T THEY?
"WE AIN´T NOTHING BUT MAMMALS.." WELL, SOME OF US CANNIBALS
WHO CUT OTHER PEOPLE OPEN LIKE CANTALOUPES [SLURP]
BUT IF WE CAN HUMP DEAD ANIMALS AND ANTELOPES
THEN THERE´S NO REASON THAT A MAN AND ANOTHER MAN CAN´T ELOPE
[*EWWW!*] BUT IF YOU FEEL LIKE I FEEL, I GOT THE ANTIDOTE
WOMEN WAVE YOUR PANTYHOSE, SING THE CHORUS AND IT GOES

[CHORUS: EMINEM (REPEAT 2X)]

I´M SLIM SHADY, YES I´M THE REAL SHADY
ALL YOU OTHER SLIM SHADYS ARE JUST IMITATING
SO WON´T THE REAL SLIM SHADY PLEASE STAND UP,
PLEASE STAND UP, PLEASE STAND UP?

[EMINEM]
WILL SMITH DON´T GOTTA CUSS IN HIS RAPS TO SELL HIS RECORDS;
WELL I DO, SO FUCK HIM AND FUCK YOU TOO!
YOU THINK I GIVE A DAMN ABOUT A GRAMMY?
Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español
HALF OF YOU CRITICS CAN´T EVEN STOMACH ME, LET ALONE STAND ME
"BUT SLIM, WHAT IF YOU WIN, WOULDN´T IT BE WEIRD?"
WHY? SO YOU GUYS COULD JUST LIE TO GET ME HERE?
SO YOU CAN, SIT ME HERE NEXT TO BRITNEY SPEARS?
SHIT, CHRISTINA AGUILERA BETTER SWITCH ME CHAIRS
SO I CAN SIT NEXT TO CARSON DALY AND FRED DURST
AND HEAR ´EM ARGUE OVER WHO SHE GAVE HEAD TO FIRST
YOU LITTLE BITCH, PUT ME ON BLAST ON MTV
"YEAH, HE´S CUTE, BUT I THINK HE´S MARRIED TO KIM, HEE-HEE!"
I SHOULD DOWNLOAD HER AUDIO ON MP3
AND SHOW THE WHOLE WORLD HOW YOU GAVE EMINEM VD [AHHH!]
I´M SICK OF YOU LITTLE GIRL AND BOY GROUPS, ALL YOU DO IS ANNOY ME
SO I HAVE BEEN SENT HERE TO DESTROY YOU [BZZZT]
AND THERE´S A MILLION OF US JUST LIKE ME
WHO CUSS LIKE ME; WHO JUST DON´T GIVE A FUCK LIKE ME
WHO DRESS LIKE ME; WALK, TALK AND ACT LIKE ME
AND JUST MIGHT BE THE NEXT BEST THING BUT NOT QUITE ME!

[CHORUS]

[EMINEM]
I´M LIKE A HEAD TRIP TO LISTEN TO, CAUSE I´M ONLY GIVIN YOU
THINGS YOU JOKE ABOUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS INSIDE YOUR LIVING ROOM
THE ONLY DIFFERENCE IS I GOT THE BALLS TO SAY IT
IN FRONT OF Y´ALL AND I DON´T GOTTA BE FALSE OR SUGARCOATED AT ALL
I JUST GET ON THE MIC AND SPIT IT
AND WHETHER YOU LIKE TO ADMIT IT [*ERR*] I JUST SHIT IT
BETTER THAN NINETY PERCENT OF YOU RAPPERS OUT CAN
THEN YOU WONDER HOW CAN KIDS EAT UP THESE ALBUMS LIKE VALIUMS
IT´S FUNNY; CAUSE AT THE RATE I´M GOIN WHEN I´M THIRTY
I´LL BE THE ONLY PERSON IN THE NURSIN HOME FLIRTING
PINCHIN NURSES ASSES WHEN I´M JACKIN OFF WITH JERGENS
AND I´M JERKIN BUT THIS WHOLE BAG OF VIAGRA ISN´T WORKING
AND EVERY SINGLE PERSON IS A SLIM SHADY LURKIN
HE COULD BE WORKIN AT BURGER KING, SPITTIN ON YOUR ONION RINGS
[*HACH*] OR IN THE PARKIN LOT, CIRCLING
SCREAMING "I DON´T GIVE A FUCK!"
WITH HIS WINDOWS DOWN AND HIS SYSTEM UP
SO, WILL THE REAL SHADY PLEASE STAND UP?
AND PUT ONE OF THOSE FINGERS ON EACH HAND UP?
AND BE PROUD TO BE OUTTA YOUR MIND AND OUTTA CONTROL
AND ONE MORE TIME, LOUD AS YOU CAN, HOW DOES IT GO?

[CHORUS 4X]

[EMINEM]
HA HA
GUESS THERE´S A SLIM SHADY IN ALL OF US
FUCK IT, LET´S ALL STAND UP

Eminem-Kim

Aww look at daddy's baby girl
That's daddy baby
Little sleepy head
Yesterday I changed your diaper, wiped you and powdered you.
How did you get so big, can't believe it, now your two
Baby your so precious, daddy's so proud of you
SIT DOWN, BITCH, IF YOU MOVE AGAIN I'LL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OFYOU..

Kim: OK!!
Eminem: (Kim screaming) Don't make me wake this baby, she don'tneed to see
what I'm about to do
Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you
How could you?...just leave me and love him out the blue
Kim: (crying)
Eminem: Oh, what's a matter Kim....am I too loud for you?? (Kimscreaming)
Too bad bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time
At first, I'm like all right, you wanna throw me out, that'sfine.
But not for him to take my place, are you out you're mind?
This couch, this tv, this whole house is mine.
How could you let him sleep in our bed?
Look it Kim, Look at your husband now,(kim: NOOO) I said look athim!!!
He ain't so hot now is he? Little punk.
Kim: Why are you doing this?
Eminem: Shut the fuck up!!!
Kim: You're drunk, You're never going to get away at this..
Eminem: You think I give a fuck!
Come on..we're going' for a ride bitch,(Kim: NOOOO) sit upfront.
Kim: why can't we just leave Haley alone....what if she wakesup?
Eminem: We'll be right back......Well I will, you'll be in thetrunk.

Chorus 2x
SO LONG
BITCH YOU DID ME SO WRONG
I DON'T WANNA GO ON
LIVIN' IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT YOU

Eminem: You really fucked me Kim,
You really did a number on me,
Never knew me cheatin' on you would come back to hunt me.
But we was kids then Kim, I was only 18!
That was years ago, I thought we wiped the slate clean
That's fucked up!!
Kim: I LOVE YOU.
Eminem: OH GOD MY BRAIN IS RACIN!
Kim: I LOVE YOU.
Eminem: What are you doing, change the station......I HATE thissong! Does
this look like a big joke?
Kim: NO......
Eminem: * There's a 4 year old boy lyin' dead with a slitthroat.....in your
living room.....HA HA........What you think I'm kiddin' you
(crying) You loved him didn't you?
Kim: NO
Eminem: BULLSHIT YOU BITCH DON'T FUCKING LIE
TO ME.....(honk, honk)....What the fuck's this guy's problem onthe side of
me?......FUCK YOU ASSHOLE, YEAH BITE ME........KIM,KIIIM....whydon't you
like
me?.....you think I'm ugly don't you.
Kim: IT'S NOT THAT
Eminem: no you think I'm ugly,
get the fuck away from me, don't touch me.....I HATE YOU...I HATEYOU...I
SWEAR
TO GOD I HATE YOU....OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU .....HOW THE FUCK COULDYOU DO
THIS TO
ME (Kim: sorry) HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!

Chorus2x
SO LONG
BITCH YOU DID ME SO WRONG
I DON'T WANNA GO ON
LIVIN' IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT YOU

Eminem: Come on get out.
Kim: I can't I'm scared.
Eminem: I said get out bitch!
Kim: Let go of my hair....please don't do this baby...please...Ilove
you...look we
can just take Haley and leave
Eminem: FUCK YOU!....YOU DID THIS TO US...YOU DID IT...IT'S YOURFAULT.
Oh my god i'm crackin up , GET A GRIP MARSHALL!!!!
Hey member the time we went to Brian's party?
And you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie.
That was funny wasn't it?
Kim: yes..
Eminem: THAT WAS FUNNY WASN'T IT?!!
Kim: YES!!
Eminem: See, it all makes sense, doesn't it? You and your husbandhad a
fight
One of you tries to grab a knife, and during the struggle heaccidentally
gets his Adams apple sliced....And while this is goin' on...hisson just
woke up, and he just walks in...She panics...and he gets histhroat cut, So
now they both dead....and you slash your own throat, So now it'sdouble
homicide and suicide with no note, I should have known betterwhen you
started to act weird, We could've.......HEY! where ya goin....getback
here!!! You can't run from me Kim....It's just us...Nobody else!You're only
makin' this harder on yourself
HA HA....GOTCHA!!!! (Kim screams)HHHAA.......GO AHEAD YELL
HERE ILL SCREAM WITCHA......AH SOMEBODY HELP!!!
Don't you get it bitch, no one can hear you? ...Now shut the fuckup and get
what's comin to you......You were supposed to love me!!!!! (kim
choking).....NOW BLEED BITCH BLEED....BLEED BITCHBLEED...BLEEEEEED!!!!

Chorus 2x
SO LONG..
BITCH YOU DID ME SO WRONG..
I DON'T WANNA GO ON..
LIVIN' IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT YOU..

There is a lot better, still looking ...

There is a lot better, still looking ...

I do not like anything about this song

Eminem - Sing For The Moment

[Verse #1]
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...

[Chorus:]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

[Verse #2]
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

[Chorus]

[Verse #3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can

[Chorus]

[Chorus Without Beat]

[Instrumental]