[Verse 1]
Uh ohh
Now i stared at you
From across the room
Until both my eyes were faded
I was in a rush
I was out of luck
Now I’m so glad that I waited
Well you were almost there
Almost mine…yeah
They say love ain’t fair
But I’m doing fine…

[Chorus]
Cause i swear it’s you
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you that I’ve waited for
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you that my heart beats for
And it isn’t gonna stop
No it just won’t stop
Uh oh oh
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Now you were fine by night
But when the morning light comes
Comfortable as rain on Sunday
And I’m a lucky soul
That holds your hand so tight
Hope you hear this one day
Don’t fool yourself
This is my truth

[Chorus]
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you that i waited for
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you that my heart beats for
And it ain’t gonna stop
It just won’t stop

[Interlude]
You take this hand
You take this heart
Steal my bones
From 1000 miles apart
Feels so cold
Felt just like its ten shades of winter
And i need the sun
Ohh yeahh
Oh oh no no yeah yeah

[Chorus]
And i swear it’s you
I swear you
I swear it’s you that it waited for
I swear it’s you
I swear its
I swear it’s you that my heart beats for
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you that I’ve waited for
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you that my heart beats for
And it ain’t gonna stop
It just won’t stop
Heyy yeahh
It just won’t stop
No no no no woahh yeah
I swear it’s you
I swear it’s you
Ohh yeah

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Yang merindukan kasih
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Merawani jiwaku
Pun mengheningkan suasana malam

Seiya sekata
Menyemarakkan impian
Menyalahkan latera
Ke puncak maha
Terbanglah sang helang
Dan meledak lautan pawaka

Seiya sekata
Menggelorakan mantera
Mendaulatkan panjinya
Salam sejahtera
Terbanglah sang helang
Dan meledak lautan pawaka

Ziet giest demi cinta
Nafas dan nadi
Bak busana sita ku
Disulam indah
Kalimah sakti perkasa

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 ain’t 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 ain’t 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

Artist: eminem f/ eye-kyueye-kyu: now what you know about a sweet mc, from the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet mc, you gotta become me
If you ever wanna be one see

Eminem: man what you know about a sweet mc, in the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet mc, you better become me
If you ever wanna be one see

Verse 1: eye-kyu
Yo some people say I’m whack, now if that’s right
I’m the freshest whack mc that you ever heard, in your lifetime
My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats
Boy I’m the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets
Forgot a gold digger’s succubus , my souls thick with ruggedness
With the mic I’m like a dyke, can’t no nigga fuck with this
I got more different strokes than philip drummound
On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)
We elevated to new heights premeditated
Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it
The escalated can be put to the test of greatness
Snatch the heart from mc’s and I ate it
So I take it that’s the reason I’m hated
To represent my temperment
If rap was a dick all you so called hard mc’s would not be impitant
But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)
Harder than ll’s rock the bells, but you is a ho (now)
Everything that you collaborate I lacerate
My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate
At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate
I blasterate, and have you all running master gates
And as for face clutching and touching the flows
I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science
Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance
Defiance, no we won’t have that
You want your shit to blow up?
Well i’ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack
And blast that shit to kingdom come
Then bring them some of this real hip-hop
I drop beats and you ain’t singing or gonna do a thing about
And you all knew from meeko
That you couldn’t hold your own with the strength of lou forigno
So stop that bullshit and flow
Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know

Chorus: eminem
So what you know about a sweet mc, in the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet mc, you better become me
If you ever wanna be one see

Eye-kyu: now what you know about a sweet mc, from the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be the sweet mc, you gotta become me
If you ever wanna be one see

Verse 2: eminem
So what, you know about a sweet mc, in the 313
You don’t know shit so when you see one flee
You can be run-d, you’ll never beat the mc
I’ll stop the alphabet at s and got it down to a t
I’m sure your bound to agree, a sweet mc crashes the spot
I’ll make the roof hot like I was rock master scott
Your ass forgot, so just in case you don’t remember me
I’ll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory
It’s either them or me man, kill or be killed
You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed
My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
I’ll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty
If he’s acting soft and he cowers
He better come cleaner then jay rue jacking off when he showers
You flowers got no clout with a thing
You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn’t go out with a bang
I showered the slang, simple as a,b,c’s
Skip over the d’s and rock the microphone with e’s
Dethrone mc’s and i’ma max alone
Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone
So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks
I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks
I’m greeted with flocks, of fellow follower’s singers
You couldn’t make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their
Fingers
But you can bring yours let’s see what you got
But don’t front and never try to be what you’re not
Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
And fuck jill on a hill, but you still ain’t jack

Chorus: eye-kyu
So what you know about a sweet mc, from the 313
None of these skills you just seen come free
So you wanna be a sweet mc, you’ll never become me
So you ain’t ever gonna be one see
Eminem: so what you know about a sweet mc, in the 313
None of these skills that you just seen come free
So you wanna be a sweet mc, you’ll never become me
So you ain’t ever gonna be one see

It’s ok, it’s ok, let the world get back this day

Verse 1

Sometimes I just feel like, quittin,
I still mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I still write,
Sometimes it’s hard enough just dealing with real life,
Sometimes I just wanna jump on stage and just kill mic’s,
And show these people what my level of skill’s like,
But I’m still white, sometimes I just hate life,
Something ain’t right, hit the brake lights,
Case of this stage fright, draw on the plane flight

Call but I might fall,
It ain’t my fault breaking my balls’
My insides crawl and I clam up,
I just slam shut, I just can’t do it,
My whole man-hoods, just been stripped,
I’ve just been picked so I must then get on the bus then split,
Man fuck this shit, yo I’m going the fuck home,
World on my shoulders as I run back to this ain’t my room…

Chorus
I’m a man, I’m a make a new plan,
Time for me to just stand up and travel new land,
Time to leave and just take matters into my own hands,
Once I’m over these track man I’m a never look back,

And I’m gone and I know right where I’m goin,
Sorry momma I’m grown, I must travel alone,
Aint no followin footsteps, I’m making my own,
Only way that I know how to escape from, this ain’t my room…

Verse 2

Walking these train tracks trying to regain back,
The spirit I have before I go back to the same crap,
To the same plant, in the same pants,
Trying to chase rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, momma’s gotta new man,
Poor little baby sister, she don’t understand,
Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad,
And just colours until the crayon get dull in her hand,
While she just colours her big brother and mother and dad
There’s no telling what really goes on in her little head,
Wish that I could be the daddy that neither one of us had,
But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad,
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain’t blew up yet,
Its like I grew up but I ain’t grown up to nuts yet,
Dont got a rep, my step, don’t got enough pep,
The pressures too much man I’m just trying to do what’s best,
And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont tell her why,
Not a moment goes by that I look right at the sky,
Please I’m begging you god,
Please don’t let me be fishin holding no regular job,
Yo I hope you will be getting home, whereva you are,
Yo I’m telling you dog, I’m bailing this trailer tomorrow,
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye,
Say whenever you need me baby, I’m never to far,
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know,
And I’m a 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 ain’t my room…

Chorus

Verse 3

You got to live it to feel it, you didn’t then you wouldn’t get it,
Well see what the big deal is, why wasn’t and still is,
To be walking this borderline of detroit city limits,
Its different in it, a certain significant of certificate
Of authenticity, you’d never even see but it’s everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, smelt a meda ta mc,
Who’s incredable on the same pedestal as me,
The chaque still unsigned, having a rough time,
Sit on the porche with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes,
Go to work and serve mc’s in the lunch line,
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punch lines go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who must I know,
Or am I just another grabbing the bucket
Cause I ain’t having no luck with this little rappers so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I’m starting to doubt shit,
I’m feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with,
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain’t about shit,
At the salvation army trying to salvage an outfit,
And it’s cold trying to travel this road,
Plus I feel like I’m always stuck in this batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one thing don’t want it pity from no one,
This city is no fun, there is no sun and it’s so dark,
Sometimes I just feel like, I’m being pulled a-part,
From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends,
Its enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin,
Sometimes I just feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not,
What I’m doing I just blow my head as a stove top,
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot,
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid, I don’t got,
But I learned it’s time for me to u-turn,
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned,
Aint no callin her next time I need 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 word,
Uh uh got the urge, suddenly it’s a surge,
Suddenly a new burst of energy hits the curve,
Time to show these free world leaders, three and the third,
I am no longer scared now, I’m free as a bird,
Then I turn and cross over the medium curve,
Hit the burbs and run and see it’s a blur, this ain’t my room…

Chorus

By jay z / freeway

Yeah renegades is back and the beat is sick,
Jay z, freeway, 8 miles,
Let’s go…

Verse 1
8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin,
And my 8 album coming,
Feedin a thousand growling stomachs,
But I could rewind the counter ta back, back,
When it was now or nothing,
People said I would amount to nothing,
That I had time for nothing,
Said I wasn’t from the valers
Or the sellers by your gunman,
I can see the folks now he got what he had coming,
Now that my 8th album’s coming,
Everybody smiling wanting something,
Claiming that they done something for em,
Got jay z and pom poms in they whole uniforms,
Claiming they be running and telling everybody like martin lawrence,
About how hot my rap performace was before I was who I was,
Claimin that they threw it up before I threw it up, you what..
Where was you before I blew this up,
I didn’t see you in the courtroom when everyone was suein us,
I didn’t see you in all black when everybody was suitin up,
Back on the block, kickin it in and it was no you with us,

Chorus
8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin,
And my 8 album coming,
Feedin a thousand growling stomachs, freaks…
6 miles and running got my fist straight poppin,
And my first album coming feedin 20 promises I made

(repeat)

Verse 2

6 miles and running in the pontiak,
6 thousand 86 trans mic shift,
While the engine run,
Anyone turn around
And give me one more chance,
Let em smoke and scream em one more grams,
So I’m a bring them, homie, son and my pop,
Stick close to my momma, keep toasters for drama,
Mix alot with my son, my son growin and he learnin alot,
Thats what I’m toastin, thats what I’m burin, so pop,
Right on your own, rell ’em nigga, tell ’em nigga,
Its like a biblical scripture,
Look back turn to salt like the sinners
And most y’all heartless and self-centered
Like me shaggin, me shack,
Set up your brother cause you tell us nigga,
Heat back, uh, like, you never love for never
And cops watch every step, 6 miles and running
Dodge in every trap, the rap ginger bread man,
Cherish every precious breath, stat pick a second gat
Uh..

Chorus

Verse 3

Back when nobody would find me a talent,
Nobody would sign me, nobody believed in me,
Nobody but mommy blindly, but how could she deny me,
Me being the youngest friend to come up out of her,
Tell me, she got every love for me,
When niggas would worn me the industry shun me,
That’s why I’m taking all the industries money,
Revenge is sweet honey, we run this,
Young is the illest, free is the future,
Beans and bleekers right now,
We can see our 8 miles nigga…

Chorus

Get the fuck out motherfucker…

Verse 1
Hey yo…
When I step up in the bar, everybody hit the fucking floor,
Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door,
Cause when I spit on mic’s I spit raw,
Which cause confusion from the bar to the dance floor,
I keep the club on the vex,
Cause he gotta pay me when I spit, plus replace alot of shit,
Niggas get a whiling,
When my words echo’s the room like, get your hand out my pocket,
You suck shit when my topics rockin,
I’m banned from clubs ’cause my toxic tonsils,
Loud speaker like a fucking sports announcer,
I spit the baa-haa till you rush the bouncer,
I rush the mutherfucker in your way who’s bouncing,
You know old christ get their yak’s pronouncin…

Chorus

Get live motherfucker when I speak motherfucker,
Out your seat motherfucker, I’m a reach motherfucker,
Shady-records till I sleep motherfuckers
Obi-trice nothin but street motherfucker
Tear this bitch up till you bleed motherfucker
I would’nt give a fuck who you be motherfucker
Punk, pussy, bitch or g motherfucker
Adrenaline rush before you leave motherfucker

Verse 2

When I speak I blow out your tweeters, yo dog,
Show out in speakers roll out with heaters,
I’m just an animal eating the game,
Jumbo monkey, funky and obie’s the name,
I rose solo, never been a hoe though,
Keep yak’s vocal when cats act loco,
Where you at when I’m moving the crowd,
You get trampled, mashed on detroit style,
Up out your seats, pump out the e’s,
Off the beat’s the crowd overpleased,
Where my nigga’s at smoking them tree’s,
Off the cognac, finger fucking the ski’s,
That’s how it is when you party with me,
You don’t like it, you l-7 like a square beat…

Chorus

Verse 3
Yo, yo, since I came I rearrange the place with blaze,
Spays dope with coke-fevers dna, I’m so addicted,
To gettin nigga’s lifted, drunk off a liquid,
Obie trice the misfit,
Douse’in the crowd with piss and voul’s,
We underground motherfucker fix your frown’s,
I beat the bore with a wisty tour,
Off a whisky you never been this deep before,
So throw up your hands and peep out your man’s
When I come through next quarter trust it in you’s,
And trust I’m attackin it,
I hook up the hot shit like ay see we havin it,
That’s why I’m so miraculous,
And hope to get you nigga’s pumped up,
I see you next time I see him chump,
That’s right, you go through obie trice fucked up,
On your knees drop for these…

Chorus

(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..

Hi!
Original bad boy on the case, cover your face
Came in the place blowed, and sprayed puffy with mase
I laced the weed with insect repellant, better check the smelly
Eminem starts with e, better check the spelling
With a capital, somebody grab me a snapple
I got an aspirin capsule trapped in my adam’s apple
Somebody dropped me on my head, and I was sure
That my mother did it, but the bitch won’t admit it was her
I slit her stomach open with a scalpel when she was six months
And said, I’m ready now bitch – ain’t you feelin these kicks cunt?
The world ain’t ready for me yet, I can tell
I’ll probably have a cell next to the furnace in hell
I’m sick of these sperm cells with syphillis germs
And I’m hotter than my dick is, when I piss and it burns
I kick you in the tummy until you sick to your stomach
And vomit so much blood that your clothes stick to you from it
(yuck!) hit you in the head with a brick til you plummet
If y’all don’t like me, you can suck my dick til you numb it
And all that gibberish you was spittin, you need to kill it
Cause your style is like dyin in my sleep, I don’t feel it

Chorus: eminem

Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
For twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
Is fuckin crazy — you hear me? ha?
Is fuckin crazy — hello, hi!
Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
For twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
Is fuckin crazy — do you hear me?
Is fuckin crazy

[eminem]
I’m ice grillin you, starin you down with a gremlin grin
I’m eminem, you’re a fag in a women’s gym
I’m slim, the shady is really a fake alias
To save me with in case I get chased by space aliens
A brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uranium
Than a maniac saudi arabian
A highly combustible head, spazmatic
Strapped to a kraftmatic adjustable bed
Laid up in the hospital in critical condition
I flatlined; jumped up and ran from the mortician
High speed, iv full of thai weed
Lookin chinese, with my knees stuck together like siamese
Twins, joined at the groin like lesbians
Uhh, pins and needles, hypodermic needles and pins
I hope God forgives me for my sins — it probably all depends
On if I keep on killin my girlfriends

Chorus: eminem

Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
For twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
Is fuckin crazy — you hear me? ha?
Is fuckin crazy — listen!!
Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
For twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
Is fuckin crazy — you hear me?
Is fuckin crazy

[eminem]
Last night I o.d.’d on rush, mushrooms and dust
And got rushed to the hospital to get my system flushed
(shucks!) I’m an alcoholic and that’s all I can say
I call in to work, cause all I do is frolic and play
I swallow grenades, and take about a bottle a day
Of tylenol 3, and talk about how violent I’ll be (rrarrrrh)
Give me eleven excederin my head’ll spin
Medicine’ll get me revvin like a 747 jet engine
Scratched my balls til I shredded skin
Doctor, check this rash, look how red it’s been
It’s probably aids! forget it then
I strike a still pose and hit you with some ill flows
That don’t even make sense, like dykes usin dildos
So reach in your billfolds, for ten ducats
And pick up this slim shady shit that’s on rawkus
Somethin somethin somethin, somethin I get weeded
My daughter scribbled over that rhyme, I couldn’t read it
Damn!

Chorus: repeat 2x

I don’t know why this world keep turning
Round and round
But I wish it would stop, and let me off right now

Yes man
As the world turns
We all experience things in life
Trials and tribulations
That we all must go through
When someone wants to test us
When someone tries our patience

[eminem]
I hang with a bunch of hippies
And wacky tobacco planters
Who swallow lit roaches
And light up like jack-o-lanterns
Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts
Cuz we’re dope as fuck and only get a 2 in the source
They never should’ve booted me out of reform school
Deformed fool,takin a shit in a warm pool
They threw me out the ramada inn
I said it wasn’t me, I got a twin (oh my God it’s you! not again!)
It all started when my mother took my bike away
Cuz I murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave
After that, it was straight to the 40 ouncers
Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors
Class clown freshman, dressed like les nessman
Fuck the next lesson, I’ll past the test guessin
And all the other kids said eminem’s a dishead,
He’ll never last, the only class he’ll pass is phys ed
May be true, till I told this bitch in gym class
That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed slim fast (who me? )
Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big tanny’s and stepped on jenny craig
She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig
Put me in the headlock, then I thought of my guinea pig
I felt the evilness and started transformin (rarrrr!)
It began storming, I heard a bunch of cheering fans swarming
Grabbed that bitch by her hair
Drug her across the ground
And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
Sorry coach, it’s too late to tell me stop
While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop

Chorus

As the world turns
These are the days of our lives
These are the things that we must go through
Day by day

[eminem]
We drive around in million dollar sports cars
While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards
Outsiders, and we suing the courts
Cuz we dope as fuck and only get a 2 in the source
Hypercondriac, hanging out at the laundromat
Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blondes be at
Dressed like a sailor, standin by a pale of garbage
Its almost dark and I’m still tryna nail a trailor park bitch
I met a slut and said what up, it’s nice to meet ya
I’d like to treat ya to a faygo and a slice of pizza
But I’m broke as fuck and I don’t get paid till the first of next month
But if you care to join me, I was bout to roll this next blunt
But I ain’t got no weed, no phillies, or no papers
Plus I’m a rapist and a repeated prison escapist
So gimme all your money
And don’t try nothin funny
Cuz you know your stinkin ass is too fat to try to outrun me
I went to grab my gun
Thats when her ass put it on me
Wit an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry
I fell through the glass doors
Started causin a scene
Then slid across the floor and flew right into a washin machine
Jumped up with a broken back
Thank God I was smokin crack all day
And doped up off coke and smack
All I wanted to do was rape the bitch and snatch her purse
Now I wanna kill her
But so I gotta catch her first
Ran through rally’s parkin lot and took a shortcut
Saw the house she ran up in
And shot her fuckin porch up
Kicked the door down to murder this divorced slut
Looked around the room
Thats when I seen the bedroom door shut
I know you’re in there bitch! I got my gun cocked!
You might as well come out now
She said come in, it’s unlocked!
I walked in and all I smelled was liz claiborne
And seen her spread across the bed naked watchin gay porn
She said come her big boy, lets get acquainted
I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it
She came at me at full speed, nothin could stop her
I shot her five times and every bullet bounced off her
I started to beg no, please let go
But she swallowed my fuckin leg whole like an egg roll
With one leg left, now I’m hoppin around crippled
I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple
Just trying to buy me some time, then I remembered this magic trick
Den den den den den den, go go gadget dick!
Whipped that shit out, and ain’t no doubt about it
It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage
I shouted now bitch, lets see who gets the best!
Stuffed that shit in crooked and fucked that fat slut to death (ahh!! ahhh!)
Come here bitch!
Come here!
Take this motherfuckin dick!
Bitch, come here!

Chorus to fade

And as we go along
Throughout the days of our lives
We all face small obstacles and challenges everyday
That we must go through
These are the things that surround us through our atmosphere
Every day
Every single day the world keeps turning