Eminem - 25 To Life (текст песни)
[intro]
too late for the other side
caught in a change
25 to life
too late for the other side
caught in a change
25 to life
yeah
too late
i can′t keep chasing em
taking my life away
caught in a change
25 to life
[verse 1]
i don′t think she understands the sacrifices that i made
maybe if this bitch had acted right i wouldve stayed
but i′ve already wasted over half of my life i wouldve laid
down and died for you i no longer cry for you
no more pain bitch you
took me for granted took my heart and ran it straight into the planet
into the dirt i can no longer stand it
now my respect i demand it
imma take control of this relationship
command it, and imma be the boss of you now goddamnit
and what i mean is that i will no longer let you control me
so you better hear me out this much you owe me
i gave up my life for you, totally devoted to you while i′ve stayed
paved for all the way this is how i fucking get repaid
look at how i dress fucking baggy sweats, go to work a mess
always in a rush to get back to you i aint heard you yet
not even once say you apreciate me i deserve respect
i′ve done my best to give you nothing less than perfectness
and i know that if i end this i′ll no longer have nothing left
but you keep treating me like a staircase it′s time to fucking step
and i wont be coming back so don′t hold your fucking breath
you know what youve done no need to go in depth
i told you, you′d be sorry if i fucking left
i′d laugh while you wept
hows it feel now, yeah, funny aint it, you neglected me
did me a favor although my spirit free youve said
but a special place for you in my heart i have kept
it′s unfortunate but its,
[chorus]
too late for the other side
caught in a change
25 to life
too late for the other side
caught in a change
25 to life
[verse 2]
i feel like when i bend over backwards for you all you do is laugh
cause that aint good enough you expect me to fold myself in half
til i snap
don′t think i′m loyal
all i do is rap
i can not moonlight on the side
i have no life outside of that
don′t i give you enough of my time
you don′t think so do you
jealous when i spend time with the girls
why i′m married to you still man i don′t know
but tonight i′m serving you with papers
i′m divoricing you
go marry someone else and make em famous
and take away there freedom like you did to me
treat em like you don′t need them and they aint worthy of you
feed em the same shit you made me eat
i′m moving on forget you oh,
now i′m special, ha i felt special when i was with you
all i ever felt was this
helplessness
imprisoned by a selfish bitch
chew me up and spit me out
i fell for this so many times
it′s ridiculus
and still i stick with this
i′m sick of this but in my sickness and addiction
your as addictive as they get
evil as they come vindictive as they make em
my friends keep asking why i can′t just walk away
i′m addicted
to the pain, the stress, the drama
i′m drawn in, so i guess, imma mess
cursed and blessed
but this time imma
aint changing my mind
i′m climbing out this abyss
you screaming as i walk out that i′ll be missed
but when you spoke to people who meant the most to you
you left me off your list
fuck you hip-hop
i′m leaving you, my life sentence is served bitch
and it′s just,
[chorus]
too late for the other side
caught in a change
25 to life
too late for the other side
caught in a change
25 to life
too late
caught in a change
25 to life
(c) eminem
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Другие тексты песен исполнителя Eminem
Текст песни:
Just the two of us.. (8X)
[Eminem]
Baby your da-da loves you (hey)
And I′ma always be here for you (hey) no matter what happens
You′re all I got in this world
I would never give you up for nothin
Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep you from me
I love you
C′mon Hai-Hai, we goin to the beach
Grab a couple of toys and let da-da strap you in the car seat
Oh where′s mama? She′s takin a little nap in the trunk
Oh that smell (whew!) da-da musta runned over a skunk
Now I know what you′re thinkin - it′s kind of late to go swimmin
But you know your mama, she′s one of those type of women
that do crazy things, and if she don′t get her way, she′ll throw a fit
Don′t play with da-da′s toy knife, honey, let go of it (no!)
And don′t look so upset, why you actin bashful?
Don′t you wanna help da-da build a sand castle? (yeah!)
And mama said she wants to show how far she can float
And don′t worry about that little boo-boo on her throat
It′s just a little scratch - it don′t hurt, her was eatin
dinner while you were sweepin and spilled ketchup on her shirt
Mama′s messy isn′t she? We′ll let her wash off in the water
and me and you can pway by ourselves, can′t we?
Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!
See honey.. there′s a place called heaven and a place called hell
A place called prison and a place called jail
And da-da′s probably on his way to all of em except one
Cause mama′s got a new husband and a stepson
And you don′t want a brother do ya? (Nah)
Maybe when you′re old enough to understand a little better
I′ll explain it to ya
But for now we′ll just say mama was real real bad
She was bein mean to dad and made him real real mad
But I still feel sad that I put her on time-out
Sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin to climb out (WAHH!)
I told you it′s okay HaiHai, wanna ba-ba?
Take a night-night? Nan-a-boo, goo-goo ga-ga?
Her make goo-goo ca-ca? Da-da change your dia-dee
Clean the baby up so her can take a nighty-nighty
Your dad′ll wake her up as soon as we get to the water
Ninety-seven Bonnie and Clyde, me and my daughter
Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!
Wake up sweepy head we′re here, before we pway
we′re gonna take mama for a wittle walk along the pier
Baby, don′t cry honey, don′t get the wrong idea
Mama′s too sweepy to hear you screamin in her ear (ma-maa!)
That′s why you can′t get her to wake, but don′t worry
Da-da made a nice bed for mommy at the bottom of the lake
Here, you wanna help da-da tie a rope around this rock? (yeah!)
We′ll tie it to her footsie then we′ll roll her off the dock
Ready now, here we go, on the count of free..
One.. two.. free.. WHEEEEEE! (whoooooshhhhh)
There goes mama, spwashin in the wa-ta
No more fightin wit dad, no more restraining order
No more step-da-da, no more new brother
Blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love her (mommy!)
Now we′ll go play in the sand, build a castle and junk
But first, just help dad with two more things out the trunk
Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
And when we ride!
Just the two of us.. (2X)
Just you and I!
Just the two of us.. (4X)
[Eminem]
Just me and you baby
is all we need in this world
Just me and you
Your da-da will always be there for you
Your da-da′s always gonna love you
Remember that
If you ever need me I will always be here for you
If you ever need anything, just ASK
Da-da will be right there
Your da-da loves you
I love you baby
@ Eminem
Текст песни:
was i born to lose
c′mon muthafucker pick and chose
between win or lose
baby shoes, high-heeled shoes
interviews, or kangaroos
skatin down fuckin avenues
wit you bag full of barbecues
and suddenly i blow a fuse
god she said i look like a porcupine
would it be better if i took a hike with frankenstein
maybe i′ll start thinking of giving my bike to palestine
meet my friend brit
she get real pissed off when muthafuckers ain′t feelin her shit
she′ll make you bleed if you fuck around with her per fit
you see her walkin round, clit ring and all, talkin your skit
k that′s enuff for one verse
i don′t think i cud′ve done no worse
so let me give you one of those that i put real well, gun curse
(chorus)that′s part of my story, if you wanna be firm
brit′ll put it down your pants, yea the earthworm
don′t wanna be sorry, don′t eat the bad germ
if you do, just drink the pachiderm
can my songs really make you get up and dance
well if they can, stay seated and take you cup to france
i think that bitch still wants that fuckin poppin chance
think of 50, dre, and eminem
they all battled and got succes and fame
fuck benzino
he called my man slim a feminem, see now
i never really had much ′pac influence
me had m.mathers and used it awful fluent
part of my life i was taught in fight and anger
my people won′t let me hide my middle finder
but everyday i teach the good things to my little sista′s
they only 2,3 years younger than me
but still need my help to be succesful in life, you see
and you really shud be givin that punch rite to me
(chorus)
you think i′m violent
well think again, if you want i′ll let you alone in the silent
with my shit and weed i get high and thow a fit to anyone that gets close to my hand
my parents announced they were gonna get a divorce
it just became a lot worse
the whole opposite of me doin a verse
with a bunny or a horse
infact, what i had i′ll never get it back
i′ll always have this sick mind in me
but what the fuck, just let my shit be
there′s a bug walkin ′long my ceilin
i ain′t really fellin
yea that or this muthafuckin beatin
(chorus)
i luv ya′ll
fuck me
@ Eminem
Текст песни:
I′m the illest rapper to hold a cordless
Patrolling corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I′m meaner in action
Than Rosco beating James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the wild hood
As a hazardous youth
With a fucked up childhood
That I used as an excuse
And aint shit changed
But kept the same mindstate
Since the third time that I failed 9th grade
You probably think that I′m a negative person don′t be so sure of it
I don′t promote violence I just encourage it
I laugh at the sight of death
As I fall down a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the wind
You and a friend
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? Blow your brain out
I′m blowing mine out
Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now
It′s only fair to warn
I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda Accord
With a 4 door Ford
But a more toward (?) droppin an accapella
The choppa (?) fella
The mozarella
Worse than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the cella
With your skeleton showing
Developing anorexia
While I′m standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death
With an IV in your veins
Feeding you liquid darvicet
Pumping you full of drugs
Pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance
And driven
To receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants
And given
A less than 20 percent chance
Of living
Have a possible placement
It′s a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma′s little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I′M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire department
I′ve hired a arson
To set fire to carpet
And burn up your entire apartment
I′m a liar to start shit (?)
Got your bitch wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her apart wit
Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I′ll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said case closed end of discussion
I′m blowin up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the bombas (?)
We blowin up your house killing your parents
and coming back to get your foster mommas
And I′m as good at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint making no more threats
I′m doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I′m more or less sick in the head
Maybe more cause I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before sabbath
Walk the block with a labrador
Strapit more corral for war than El Salvador
Foul style galore
Verbal cow manure
Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure
@ Eminem
Текст песни:
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)
Yes please 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
Lick 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 and
Bodies layin all of 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 and
Bodies layin all of 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 I′m 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
I slaughtered them
(Chorus)
It′s 3 a.m in the mornin
Put my key in the door and
Bodies layin all of 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 and
Bodies layin all of 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 of the 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 and
Bodies layin all of 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 and
Bodies layin all of 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)
@ Eminem
Текст песни:
Verse 1 (Eminem):
You probably gonna think that I′m talking about you and you goddamn right I am
look at you, this is the minimal I could diss you
subliminally, but I think criminal instinct
has pushed me to the brink, my pussy does it stink
he still loves me cause he puts me in his ink
he does, doesn′t he, still is, isn′t he?
Nah, I′m just playing tug of war with his heart cause he misses me
I can still fuck him and leave him whenever I feel frisky
and is no risk of disease cause he ain′t with anyone is he?
this bitch really thinks she can get me
if she still wants me, driving across country
strapped him to the front seat, missing all the front teeth
thinking to herself when′s the next time he′s gonna punch me?
I told this cunt she′s gonna over-do it once
and once she does, she was stuffed up in a trunk
crunch, he scrunched her up in a ball
bunched up nice and comfy
fuck around get dumped up in a lake ′fore you dump me
you cunning little cunt, deceitful witch
you thought you had me, ′till my shrink told me this
Hook (Martin L. Gore):
The problem is all inside your head she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
I’d like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be 50 ways to leave your lover
Verse 2 (Eminem):
I feel like a serial killer
I keep dumping bodies in the lake, I′ma get caught and sent up the river
I shiver when I think of the company I keep
how do I know she ain′t gonna kill me when I sleep
I shriek, every time she hands me something to drink
sex kept us together, when we slept together every-thing
was all better, she made me feel like a king
slowly, she began lowering my self-esteem
she go to the club and not answer the phone when I call her
and I just bought her a truck for 50,000 dollars
accused me of doing drugs and screaming "holla"
then I find a bag of coke on her, some marijuana
and all I know is every time I go
to them hiding spots, wherever she hides her blow
the little bags of dope, there was a pile of coke
that′s growing smaller, and that was just a while ago
and I wouldn′t even let on like I know
what was I supposed to do, call her out on it, we just argue
say she put it down on purpose and flipped the whole script
ooh she′s a manipulative evil bitch
a cunning little cunt, little deceitful witch
she thought she had me, ′till my shrink told me this
Hook (Martin L. Gore):
The problem is all inside your head she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
I’d like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be 50 ways to leave your lover
@ Eminem
Текст песни:
[Intro: Eminem]
Good morning.
Haha, wake your mother fuckin asses up.
Y′all with us or what?
Well come on then, you know what time it is.
Stop sleepin′ on my group bitch!
[Eminem]
For whatever it′s worth it′s worth me havin my ass whipped
Cause I′ma have the last lift that ever gets ass squished
I just can′t get past these little pissants
That wanna be rauny bad asses so bad
And they so mad they can′t stand it
Cause we can and they can′t spit
And they can′t handle it like a man
And that′s when it just happens
And I snap and it′s a wrap, and it′s a scrap an then it isn′t crap is it?
Hip-Hop isn′t a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shit
Maybe I′m old fashioned but my passion
Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a slappin ′.
Believe me I′d much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I′m pissed now
But it all depends on just how far it get′s took on the mic
Cause I′m tellin you right now your not gonna like it
Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I′m pullin you with me
You poke a stick at a big boy you get bit B
These words stick to you like crazy glue
When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty!
I′m the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I′m gone
Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!)
I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me?
[Eminem - Chorus]
Come on an everybody come on an
Kick your shoes off mother fuckers come on an
Cause we get it on an till the break of dawn an
Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin
Cause we ain′t leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have sing along with the words to the song an
If you don′t know the words an you can′t sing along an
Fake like you know ′em motherfuckin an join in
Everybody come on an
[Swifty]
Its in the media, epitomy of a beef starter
In a party with heat it′s hard to keep me without one
Fuck slugs I′m walkin gloves with a shotgun
Constantly popin slugs they hot son, better not run
The bosses of all bosses a holocaust to whoever ain′t concious
In a house full of dog shit,
I′ma gothic death project, you stop breathin
You die quicker than mach speed without bleedin
It ain′t about what you readin
When you meet me better speak like a season′s greetings
Either that or we′ll be beefin free when
You niggaz need a ′E′ just to speak shit!
Your leader is a botique bitch
Keep the heater where you can reach quick
I snipe you with it and we won′t even keep it a secret
Nigga I did it from a mind of a mental patient
When glocks wave you can save that conversation for satan
You brave?
[Chorus]
[Kuniva] Yo yo I heard you niggas don′t like us
But so what this beef is like
′What the fuck did he say in his rap Em?′
I can see that he′s just a punk
I mean these niggaz squeeze on me
Please I′m seeing guts
I don′t need no enemies, as my family a couple trucks
Am I empty seein them white I emtpy out them white to fight you
In front of every reporter that I don′t like
No need for metaphors I get yours across when I write
So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, and I don′t like you, WHAT!"
I might as well give this up like heavy sales
And just fuck an leave D12 and this blunt
We can′t self destruct
I′ve never felt it this much
Come on fellas, get up.
We got to fight like Bugs last night of his life.
[Kon Artis]
I walk with a limp, pistol hangin off at the hip
I′m awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a fith
Your carcus is split even the beef is partially thick
We can′t take you serious, you a comedy skit
You probaly wish that you could be out shootin them G′s
But the only thing you shoot is the breeze
I can′t believe you speaking on movin key′s
But every time we hear you kick it
The only thing you sellin′ is wolf tickets
I look wicked cause niggas will test your nut sack
So when they bust you better bust back
And get your guts clapped outa your stomach
And when they want it (yeah)
I bring a hundred niggas from Runyon
So get your gun and if you comin.
[Chorus]
@ Eminem
Текст песни:
[Eminem]
Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might
Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
Sometimes it′s hard enough just dealin with real life
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skill′s like
But I′m still white, sometimes I just hate life
Somethin ain′t right, hit the brake lights
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain′t my fault
Great then I falls, my insides crawl
and I clam up (wham) I just slam shut
I just can′t do it, my whole manhood′s
just been stripped, I have just been vicked
So I must then get, off the bus then slip
Man fuck this shit yo, I′m goin the fuck home
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
I′m a man, I′ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Time to really just take matters into my own hands
Once I′m over these tracks man I′ma never look back
(8 Mile Road) And I′m gone, I know right where I′m goin
Sorry momma I′m grown, I must travel alone
And go follow the footsteps I′m makin my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
[Eminem]
I′m walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back
the spirit I had ′fore I go back to the same crap
To the same plant, and the same pants
Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
And get a new plan, momma′s got a new man
Poor little baby sister, she don′t understand
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
Ain′t no tellin what really goes on in her little head
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad!
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain′t blew up yet
It′s like I grew up, but I ain′t grow me two nuts yet
Don′t gotta rep my step, don′t got enough pep
The pressure′s too much man, I′m just tryin to do what′sbest
And I try, sit alone and I cry
Yo I won′t tell no lie, not a moment goes by
That I don′t pray to the sky, please I′m beggin you God
Please don′t let me be bitchin holdin no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
Yo I′m tellin you dawg I′m bailin this trailer tomorrow
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
Say whenever you need me baby, I′m never too far
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
And I′ma be back for you, the second that I blow
On everything I own, I′ll make it on my own
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn′t you wouldn′t getit
Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn′t the skillest
To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits
It′s different, it′s a certain significance,
A certificate of authenticity, you′d never even see
But it′s everything to me, it′s my credibility
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC
who′s incredible upon the same pedestal as me
But yet I′m still unsigned, havin a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve MC′s in the lunchline
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
Who must I show, to bust my flow
Where must I go, who must I know
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Cause I ain′t havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuckit
Maybe I need a new outlet, I′m startin to doubt shit
I′m feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain′t about shit
if the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit
And it′s cold, tryin to travel this road
Plus I feel like I′m on stuck in this battlin mode
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don′t want
is pity from no one, the city is no fun
There is no sun, and it′s so dark
Sometimes I feel like I′m just bein pulled apart
I′m torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends
It′s enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
what I′m doin I just blow, my head is a stove top
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don′t got
But I′ve learned, it′s time for me to U-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Ain′t no fallin no next time I meet a new girl
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
Got the urge, suddenly it′s a surge
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, I′m free as a bird
Then I turn and cross over the median curb
Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
@ Eminem
Текст песни:
Now I don′t really care what you call me,
Just as long as you don′t call me rude!
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me,
“Goodnight! It′s over with...” - that′s all she wrote..!
Streets like cold Chicago,
Ain′t nothing new I′ve seen it all before!
But still I ball like no tomorrow,
“Goodnight! It′s over with...” - that′s all she wrote..!
All she wrote, all she wrote...
I said "It′s over with...” - that′s all she wrote,
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote...
“Goodnight! It′s over with...” - that′s all she wrote..!
It′s stupid how I go in knowing everybody knowing that I′m
Sewing up the game, strong like they hate me for it
Eventually, see they can′t beat than with me they join,
Others sworn under oath, or banished left completely scorn
You tell lies, get caught, nigga kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
It′s on the fast track, ain′t no need for no pit stops,
I just laugh at, nigga wishing it was this hot
Guess they mad at me, huh, really pissed off
Better that than pissed on
I′m "The Jettisons", you′re "The Flintstones"
Catch me in the end zone,
High stepping prime time
Thought you, niggas, been on
Ain′t no blocking my shine
Like my new air Yeezy’s, you can see me in the night
You wanna hate, have a nice time
While I get stupid paper, hey my dough ain′t in its right mind
(mind, mind)
Now I don′t really care what you call me
Just as long as you don′t call me rude
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
“Goodnight! It′s over with...” - that′s all she wrote..!
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain′t nothing new I′ve seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow,
“Goodnight! It′s over with...” - that′s all she wrote..!
All she wrote, all she wrote
Man TIP told me on this hoe tip, best tip I could give you to hip you
Never let these traits trick you
Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, shit
Dig you a hole, take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch
Shit you talk about some advice that sticks with you
If i should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns
Like double stick, its you but fuck ‘em TIP, its cold
It′s chilling like and feeling like the penguin in it′s fucking igloo eating fudgesicles
I′d rather slip and fall in shit than fall in love with you
Before I tie a fucking knot I′d tie you in one bitch
You think this is some Nintendo game how fucking dumb is you
I′ll give you some mumps before I split some lump somes with you
So here′s a penny for your thoughts
But it won′t buy you a cheeseburger, although a nickle might just get you one pickle
Fuck it, it′s official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue
That′s a bombshell, scud missile!
I got this cuss at you to fucking cuss at you
Like before I rap there was some motherfucking stud
Slut, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way for shizzle
I still live like I bought you the Gilbert slot checks stob bizzle
So fuck scissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister
Now I don′t really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These bitches know as soon as they saw me
It′s never me to get the privilege to know ‘em
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I′m gonna go
Still I ball like there′s no tomorrow
The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with
But don′t get mad at me
Go blame the chick who wrote this shit
Ya life is sure a bitch
But she knows I′m rich
That′s why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again,
I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
Peso, Euro, yeah, eh he, I′m paid never gon′ be poor again
See me posted in anything, wearing any chain
Never gon′ see me toting anything
All you gon′ see is BANG!
It′s so nice where I kick it,
Hate you never get to visit
Yeah, I′m on another level
But you, niggas, still can get it
It′s all over ‘fore you finish
Sorry, bro, this road we end it
Won′t give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business
Yeah, I said I wouldn′t give you the dirt off my handkerchief
I′m giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine
Let em get a good taste of it
I′m sure you got that relationship memo by now,
But in case you didn′t
This is so bad, stick a nose to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
That clock comer racing in double time
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
It may take you pricks to catch on
While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
Man, I still say K-mart like there′s an apostrophe “S” on it dog
And they say McDonalds isn′t a restaurant well I guess I′m wrong
But if you gon′ tell me that the A&W ain′t the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the “F” on
dawg
[Eminem]
Now I don′t really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
[T.I]
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
“Goodnight! It′s over with...” - that′s all she wrote..!
All she wrote, all she wrote
[Eminem]
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I′m gonna go
Still I ball like there′s no tomorrow
[Both]
“Goodnight! It′s over with...” - that′s all she wrote..!
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote...
I said it′s over with
That′s all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote
“Goodnight! It′s over with...” - that′s all she wrote..!
@ Eminem
Текст песни:
(Verse 1)
I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist
They call me Slim Roethlisberger
I go bezerker than a fed-up post-office worker
A merk her with a Mossberg
I′m pissed off get murdered
Like someone took a ketchup squirter
Squirted a frankfurter
For a gangster you shoulda shit your pants
When you saw the chainsaw get to waving
Like a terrible towel
I faced her around
But his fangs come out
Get your brains blown out
That′s what I call blowing your mind
When I come back
Like nut on your spine
I′m a thumb tack
That you slept on son
Now here I come screaming attack like I just stepped on one
Low on the totem till he showed ′em
Defiance, giant scrotum
He don′t owe them bitches shit
His bridges, he out grow′d em
He′s so out cold he′s knocked out of the South Pole
And nobody fucks with him
Rigamortis and post-mortem
He′s dying of boredom
Take your best rhymes, record ′em
Then try to flaunt ′em
He′ll just take your punch lines and snort ′em
Shit stained drawers
You gon fuck with a guy who licks the blades of his chainsaws
While he dips ′em in P.F. Chang′s sauce
Game′s up, homie, hang it up like some crank calls
You think I′m backing down you must be out of your dang skulls
(Verse 2)
I′m back for revenge
I lost a battle that ain′t happening again
I′m at your throat like strep
I step, strapped with a pen
Metaphors wrote on my hand,
Someone distorted my mint
Read some I wrote on a napkin
I do what I have to to win
Pull at it all stops, any who touch a mic prior′s
Not even Austin Powers, how the fuck are they Mike Meyers
And tell that psycho to pass the torch
To the whack before I take a shit in his Jack-O-Lantern
And smash it on his porch
Now get off my dick
Dick′s too short a word for my dick
Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism, you prick
You call me the champ; call me the space shuttle destroyer
I just blew up the challenger, matter fact I need a lawyer
I displaced my clause with enough plaster
To make a cast beat his ass naked and peed in his corner like burn choyder
You′re the Eminem backwards, you′re mini-me
See he′s in a whole nother weight class
He smokes your BB′s you beat back bullets
You′re full of it; you were just in his CD′s
Left at Infinite, now he′s back like someone pissed in his wheaties
No peace treaties, he′s turned into a beast
His new Slim Shady EP′s got the attention of the mighty D. R. E
(Verse 3)
Now there he goes in Dre′s studio cuppin his balls
Screaming the wood off the panel
And cussing the paint off the walls
Spewing his hate to these haters, showing no love for these brauds
He ain′t given them shit, he says he′ll pinch a penny so hard
He′ll leave a bruise on the bronze so dark you can see the mark
With the scars, till Abraham Lincoln is screaming out AHH
These metaphors and similes ain′t similar to them, not at all
If they don′t like it, they can all get fucked instead of sucking him off
They can go get a belt or a neck tie, to hand themselves by
Like David Carradine they can go fuck themselves and just die
And eat shit while they at it
He′s fucking had it, he′s mad at the whole world
So go to hell and build a snowman girl
The bullies become bullied, the pussies get pushed
Then they better pull me, take me back to 9th grade to school me
Cus I ain′t looking back, only forward, this whole spot blowing
Who coulda known he′d grow to be a poet and not know it
And while I′m being poetic let me get a stoic and raise the bar
Higher than my opinion of these winners and lords
So bare witness to some biblical shit
As a cold wind blowing this world ain′t gonna know what hit it
He did it, he made it, he′s finally famous
@ Eminem
Текст песни:
(feat. Bizarre (D-12))
(kill kill kill)
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, duh-da-da-da-da
(kill kill kill)
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum
Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, dumm..
(kill kill kill)
[Chorus: Eminem]
Mentally illll from Amityvilllle (ILLLL)
Accidentally killll your family stillll
Thinkin he won′t? God-damnit he willll (HE′SSSS)
Mentally illll from Amityvilllle
[{HE′SSSS} - on repeats only]
[Eminem]
I get lifted and spin til I′m half-twisted
Feet planted and stand with a grin full of chapped lipstick {*SMACK*}
Pen full of ink, think sinful and rap sick shit
Shrink pencil me in for my last visit
Drink gin til my chin′s full of splashed whiskers {*whoosh*}
Hash whiskey and ash til I slap bitches {*smack*}
Ask Bizzy, he′s been here the past six years
Mash with me you′ll get in imagine this
[Chorus 2X]
[Bizarre]
I fucked my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother′s throat
{*AHHHHHHHH!*} Guess who Slim Shady just signed to Interscope?
My little sister′s birthday, she′ll remember me
For a gift I had ten of my boys take her virginity
{*Mmm mm mmm!*} And bitches know me as a horny ass freak
Their mother wasn′t raped, I ate her pussy while she was ′sleep
Pissy-drunk, throwin up in the urinal (YOU FUCKIN HOMO!)
That′s what I said at my dad′s funeral
[Chorus 2X]
[Eminem]
That′s why the city is filled with a bunch of fuckin idiots still (still)
That′s why the first motherfucker poppin some shit he gets killed (killed)
That′s why we don′t call it Detroit, we call it Amityville (′Ville)
You can get capped after just havin a cavity filled (filled)
Ahahahaha, that′s why we′re crowned the murder capital still (still)
This ain′t Detroit, this is motherfuckin Hamburger Hill! (Hill!)
We don′t do drivebys, we park in front of houses and shoot
and when the police come we fuckin shoot it out with them too!
That′s the mentality here (here) that′s the reality here (here)
Did I just hear somebody say they wanna challenge me here?? (huh?)
While I′m holdin a pistol with this many calibres here?? (here??)
Got some registration and just made this shit valid this year? (year?)
Cause once I snap I can′t be held accountable for my acts
and that′s when accidents happen,
when a thousand bullets come at your house
and collapse the foundation around and they found you
and your family in it (AHHHHH!)
GOT DAMNIT HE MEANT IT WHEN HE TELLS YOU
[Chorus 2X]
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da
Dum..
@ Eminem
Случайный анекдот
Спрашивает чукча в Москве у мужика, где можно найти недорогую доступную бабу.
Тот ему советует:
- Отправляйся на любой вокзал. Только на Казанский не ходи,ладно?
Но чукчу занесло именно на Казанский вокзал. Там он сразу же нашел себе бабу. Накупили они выпивки, закуски и отправились к ней домой. Только доходит дело до постели, открывается дверь, и в квартиру входит тот самый мужик, у которого чукча спрашивал совета. Засучивает мужик рукава и говорит:
- Объяснял же тебе - не ходи на Казанский!..
Популярные пословицы и поговорки
От работы кони дохнут, а люди — крепнут.
Чем черт не шутит, когда Бог спит.
На обиженных воду возят, а на добрых сами катаются.
Пьяному море по колено, а лужа — по уши.
Попытка — не пытка, а спрос — не беда.
Язык болтает, а ветерок продувает.
Я тебе помогу, ты мне – это первый закон на войне.
Шуму было много, а вышел болтун.
Шумом и стуком неприятеля не удивишь.
Шпиона пропустил – победу упустил.
Шпион слова подхватывает да на ус наматывает.
Шпион вьется, а все-таки кончик найдется.
Швед воротился, откуда явился (историческая).
Чтобы успешно воевать, надо много знать.
Чтобы победить на войне, надо работать вдвойне и втройне.
Чтобы врага бить, надо силы крепить.
Что хорошо? Конь сытый, котелок мытый да противник убитый.
Четкая команда четко исполняется.
Честь солдата береги свято.
Честь роты – твоя честь.
Честь мундира священна для командира.
Царство разделится, скоро разорится.
Худой мир лучше доброй брани.
Храбрость – сестра победы.
Хорошо воюет рядовой – офицеру хвала.
Хорошая пехота скупа на огонь.
Хороша война за горами.
Хорош пушкарь – хороша и пушка.
Ходит ходко пушка-самоходка.
Француз боек, да русский стоек.
Учись, боец, командиром будешь.
Ухо разведчика далеко слышит.
Ухаживай за пушкой, как за любимой подружкой.
Умирать – так умирать по-гвардейски.
Умерла та курица, которая несла татарам золотые яйца.
Умелый воин не дрогнет в бою.
Умелый боец везде молодец.
Умелому воину зима не помеха.
Убить человека – преступление, разбить противника – честь.
Убил противника в схватке – и все в порядке.
У царя руки долги.
У хорошего солдата нет плохой винтовки.
У солдата шило бреет, а шубы нет, так палка греет.
У разведчика глаза спереди, по бокам и сзади.
У разведчика глаз остер, ум хитер, отличный слух, охотничий нюх.
У пехоты обычай такой: портянки высушил – и в бой.
У одной овечки да семь пастухов.
Тяжело в ученье – легко в походе; легко в ученье – тяжело в походе (А. Суворов).
Трусливый командир – вооруженный мундир.
Трус умирает тысячу раз, а герой – только однажды.