How am I going to
Deliver you a mountain size of love
How do oceans
Connected by a straw get something through

I might need some time to remember
need some time to remember

Hey yeah
It’s automatic when you know it
Hey yeah
It’s automatic when you feel it

When do I lay down
And get to see the world inside your eyes
How can I reach out
And hold on to the joy you’ve got inside

Hey yeah
It’s automatic when you know it
Hey yeah
It’s automatic when you feel it

Got some
I wanna feel it every hour
Cause I wanna get into you

Hey yeah
It’s automatic when you know it
Hey yeah
It’s automatic when you feel it

Dr. dre:
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
Ready for the showdown, to go down at one
Set on my brow, let’s settle it now
I’ma show you how real cowboys get down
Polish the gold, waiting for this drama to unfold
I got a blunt rolled
Philly bowl, gangsta’s blood runs cold
It’s time to reload this old 45 colt
And the wind’s gust it’s hot, muggy and dusty
Bust a couple shots to make sure I’m not rusty
It’s passed noon, he should be here soon
I sip a little moonshine inside a saloon
All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hoofs
Sound like a thousand wolves
I cock back with the toast in the holster and frooze
I pose as a poster, he’s closer than close
I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight’s dirty
But i’ma put thirty inside him and leave early
Just when I went to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said

Eminem:
You never met me, you’ll probably never see me again
But I know you, and the name is slim
You want revenge then don’t shoot
I’m in the same boots as you
I’m telling the truth, I got a price on my head too, cause when you

Chorus:
Ride like a cowboy toward the sun
When life ain’t fun, when your on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your ride
You ride till there ain’t no place to hide
It’s sad cause the bad guys always die

Dr. dre:
He was shady, could see it by the look on his face
He said take ten paces, shit, I took eight
Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain
The shit went bang but it only fired a blank, he said
{eminem: you need bullets, hurry up run}
I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs
He pulled two at the same time and stood stunned
{eminem: go ahead shoot me, but I’m not the one you want}
I figured he was telling the truth, that’s why I didn’t shoot
So what we gonna do, it’s on you

Eminem:
Do you recall when you and snoop was a group
{dre: the chronic}
Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two
And plus I know who’s got it (who)
Some old dude, he’s got 26 plagues and he already sold two

Dr. dre:
Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle
Carried two pieces of gold inside of my saddle
We rolled two miles until we hit the spot
An old ghost town that everybody forgot
A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim grabbed the shotgun

Eminem:
Dre here’s the plot
This is the spot, they call him doc loveless
He’s going around saying he took the game from us
{dre: let’s shoot him in the kneecaps, he’ll never see it coming}
He ain’t got no legs, they cut them off at the stomach
He’s got mechanical legs, he spins webs
Plus he’s well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our mission is to get him to stop laying eggs
And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps

Dr. dre:
I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the swinging doors in, and started gun slinging
I could hear somebody singing
It sounded like a g thang, and a verse from keep their heads ringing
I said it’s dre’s day and started to spray
But it’s 1800, colts the ak
Hollow tips started flying every which way

Eminem:
That’s when I seen dre in trouble and came with the gage
I fired the first shot, spun his body around
He hit the ground and landed upside down
Dre grabbed the map, the plagues and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a blunt that’s rolled

Chorus:
Ride like a cowboy toward the sun
When life ain’t fun, when your on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your ride
You ride till there ain’t no place to hide
It’s sad cause the bad guys always die
Ride like a cowboy toward the sun
When life ain’t fun, when your on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your ride
You ride till there ain’t no place to hide
It’s sad cause the bad guys always die

{just pull the plug!}
People say that I’m a bad influence
I say the world’s already fucked, I’m just addin to it
They say I’m suicidal
Teenagers’ newest idol
C’mon do as I do
Go ahead get mad and do it
(repeat all 2x)

[eminem]
Hand me an 8
Beam me up and land me in space
I’ma sit on top of the world {I’m here}
And shit on brandy and mase
I’m more than ill
Scarier than a white journalist in a room with lauryn hill {ahhh}
Human horror film
But with a lot funnier plot
And people goin’ feel me cuz i’ma still be
The mad rapper whether I got money or not {yup}
As long as I’m on pills, and I got plenty of pot
I’ll be in a canoe paddlin’ makin’ fun of your yacht
But I would like an award
For the best rapper to get one mic in the source
And a wardrobe I can afford
Otherwise I might get sent up back-strike in a ford
And you wonder what the fuck I need more vicadive
Everybody’s pissin’ me off; even a no limit tank looks like
A middle finger sideways flippin’ me off
No shit I’m a grave danger to my health
Why else would I kill you and jump in a grave and bury myself

{just pull the plug!}
People say that I’m a bad influence
I say the world’s already fucked, I’m just addin’ to it
They say I’m suicidal
Teenagers’ newest idol
C’mon do as I do
Go ahead get mad and do it
{just let it go!}
(repeat all 2x)

[eminem]
I’m the illest rapper to hold the 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 tar senior
Across the back with vacuum cleaner attachments {ouch ouch}
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, I 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 {c’mon}
I laugh at the sight of death
As I fall down a cement flight of steps (ahhhh)
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

{just let it go}
People say that I’m a bad influence
I say the world’s already fucked, I’m just addin’ to it
They say I’m suicidal
Teenagers’ newest idol
C’mon do as I do
Go ahead get mad and do it
{just pull the plug!}
(repeat all 2x)

[eminem]
My basic disk will make you take a razor into your wrist
Make you satanistic
Make you take the pistol to your face
And place the clip and cock it back
And let it go until your brains
Are rippin’ out your skull so bad
And sew you back and be a waste of stitches
I’m not a role model, I don’t wanna babysit kids
I got one little girl, and hailey jade is shady’s business
And shady’s just an alias I made to make you pissed off
Where the fuck were you when gil was payin me to dishwash
I make a couple statements and now look how crazy shit got
You may be gettin’ a bigger attitude than maybe kim’s got
And the shit’s almost got the same fate that grady’s bitch got
I know that just the two of us would make you hate me this much
And just the two of us
That ain’t got shit to do with us and our personal life
It’s just words on a mic.
So you can call me a punk, a pervert or a show business pig
But the funny shit is that I still go with the bitch
{just let it go}
People say that I’m a bad influence
I say the world’s already fucked, I’m just addin’ to it
They say I’m suicidal
Teenagers’ newest idol
C’mon do as I do
Go ahead get mad and do it
{just pull the plug!}
(repeat all 2x)

Where I come from isn’t all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap
My fashion sense is a little whack
And my friends are just as screwy as me

I didn’t go to boarding schools
Preppy girls never looked at me
Why should they I ain’t nobody
Got nothing in my pocket

[Chorus]
Beverly Hills – That’s where I want to be! (Gimme Gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills…
Beverly Hills – Rolling like a celebrity! (Gimme Gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills…

Look at all those movie stars
They’re all so beautiful and clean
When the housemaids scrub the floors
They get the spaces in between

I wanna live a life like that
I wanna be just like a king
Take my picture by the pool
Cause I’m the next big thing!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
The truth is…I don’t stand a chance
Its something that you’re born into…
And I just don’t belong…

No I don’t – I’m just a no class, beat down fool
And I will always be that way
I might as well enjoy my life
And watch the stars play

[Chorus]

Justin? it’s zoe.
Kelly did not have me call, however
I just listened to eminem in her car and
It is the most disgusting thing I have ever heard in my entire life.
And I seriously wanna call his fucking agent
And tell him how fucking disgusting he is
It, like, makes me upset and
I’m now nausious and I can’t eat lunch. goodbye.

[dre] yeah whattup detroit?
[snoop] nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn’t!
Ahhh! they didn’t do it again,
What-what, what-what?
Did you shit on these niggaz two times dr. dre?
[dre] oh fo’ sho’!
[snoop] uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
This is special right here
What-what, what-what-what?
Yeah, it’s a toast to the boogie baby
Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, y’know! what’s crackin dre?

[dr. dre]
Just let me lay back and kick some mo’ simplistic pimp shit
On slim’s shit and start riots like limp bizkit (limp bizkit)
Throw on ’guilty conscience’ at concerts
And watch mosh pits til motherfuckers knock each other unconcious
(watch out now!) some of these crowds that slim draws
Is rowdy as crenshaw boulevard when it’s packed and fulla cars
Some of these crowds me and snoop draw +is+ niggaz from crenshaw
From long beach to south central
{*loud scream*} whoa, not these niggaz again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(hehe) you and what army could harm me?
D-r-e and shady, with doggy from long beach
(east-syde!) came a long way, to makin these songs play
It’ll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way
I got a long uz’, and I carry it all day
(blaow!) sometimes it’s like a nightmare, just bein andre,
But i..

[snoop dogg]
Somehow, someway – tell ’em, nigga
You know about dogg-ay (snoop dogg)
Now let me cut these niggaz up and show em where da fuck I’m comin from
I get the party crackin from the shit that I be spittin son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty gungs, and I love all of ’em the same – bang bang!
Damn baby girl what’s your name?
I forgot – what’d you say it was? damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin in the club, with my nephew eminem
(whassup slim? ) whattup cuz? (whattup snoop? )
The great white american hope, done hooked up
With the king of the motherfuckin west coast, bay-bayy!

Chorus: nate dogg (+snoop)

And you don’t really wanna fuck, with me
Only nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this heat
[snoop] that’s, the devil, they always wanna dance

[xzibit]
I’m the head nigga in charge, I’m watchin you move
You’re found dead in your garage, with ten o’clock news coverage
Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with god
All jokes aside, come bounce with us
Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It’s like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? they just not rugged enough
When things get rough I’m in the club shootin with puff
Bitch, please – you must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees – c’mon

Chorus 2x

[eminem - impersonating snoop]
Awww naww, big slim dogg
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, heezy bay-bay
He’s sha-day!

[snoop] he’s so cra-zay!

[eminem]
Hahaha! gimme the mic, let me recite, ’til timothy white
Pickets outside the interscope offices every night
What if he’s right? I’m just a criminal, makin a living
Off of the world’s misery – what in the world gives me the right
To say what I like, and walk around flippin the bird
Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the ’burbs
Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and people to see
That somewhere deep down, there’s a decent human being in me
It just can’t be found, so the reason you’ve been seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who’s being this mean
So when you see me, dressin up like a nerd on tv
Or heard the cd usin the fag word so freely
It’s just me being me, here want me to tone it down?
{*lower pitch*} suck my fuckin dick, you faggot
You happy now? look here

[eminem - impersonating snoop]
I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do’ (the back do’)
Come back and shoot the club up with a fo’-fo’ (a fo’-fo’)

Chorus 2x

[xzibit]
2001 and forever
Slim shady, dr. dre, snoop dogg, x to the z, nate dogg
C’mon, yeah!!

I can’t stop partying, partying
I can’t stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patron, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me

Oh, I can’t stop partying, partying
I can’t stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
and if you was me, honey, you would do it too

Monday to Sunday I hit all the clubs
And everybody know me when I pull up
I got the real big posse with me, yeah I’m deep
And if u lookin for me I’m in vip

Just follow the smoke; they’re bringing bottles of the goose
And all the girls in the corner getting loose
Screw rehab I love my addiction
No sleep no sleep I am always on a mission

Cuz I can’t stop partying, partying
I can’t stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patron, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me

Oh, I can’t stop partying, partying
I can’t stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
and if you was me, honey, you would do it too

(Lil Wayne)

Uh party like tomorrow is my funeral
Gotta stop mixin alcohol with pharmaceuticals
And the unusual is the fuckin usual
Man my life is beautiful and my girls are mutual

Okay bitch, it’s weezer and it’s weezy, Upside-down MTV
Please don’t shoot me down because i’m an endangered species
It’s the days of our lives but my night just started
I pray the killer doesn’t take the life of the party

(Rivers Cuomo)

Cuz I can’t stop partying, partying
I can’t stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patron, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me

Oh, I can’t stop partying, partying
I can’t stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
and if you was me, honey, you would do it too

Oh
(Can’t stop, Can’t Stop the partying)
(Can’t stop, Can’t Stop the partying)
(Can’t stop, Can’t Stop the partying)
(Can’t stop, Can’t Stop the partying)
(Can’t stop, Can’t Stop the partying)
(Can’t stop, Can’t Stop the partying)
(Can’t stop, Can’t Stop the partying)
(Can’t stop, Can’t Stop the partying)

I can watch little girl from the back of my car
I see you and show at the place that you are
spillin’ up out of your bag
Thinkin’ you’ll end up a penniless hag

But I see the girl that you are deep inside
Won’t you allow me to give you a ride
I can console you and give you kiss
Show you that you can do better than this

Angel girl
In a cold dark world
I’m gonna be your man
Angel girl
In a cold dark world
I’ll make you understand

I know that you’re thinkin’ I’m trying to score
But deep in your heart you know that I’m more
Than a cat or a scoundrel
Now that I’ve found you, I don’t want to lose you
How can I prove, you know that I am sincere
You don’t need to fear
I’m not like the others; I’ll be like a brother
I will protect you, never disrespect you
But if you love then I’ll be here to sex you

Angel girl
In a cold dark world
I’m gonna be your man (I’m gonna be there)
Angel girl
In a cold dark world
I’ll make you understand

It might take awhile to get with the style
Life at the end of the miracle mile
But you’re gonna love the rising above
All the trash that is sweeping you under the rug

I’m gonna be there

Angel girl
In a cold dark world
I’m gonna be your man (I’m gonna be there)
Angel girl
In a cold dark world
I’ll make you understand

A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questions
A lot of people think that.. what I say on records
Or what I talk about on a record, that I actually do in real life
Or that I believe in it
Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that..
I’m actually gonna do it
Or that I believe in it
Well, shit.. if you believe that
Then I’ll kill you
You know why?
Cuz I’m a

Criminal
Criminal
You God damn right
I’m a criminal
Yeah, I’m a criminal

[eminem]
My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
That’ll stab you in the head
Whether you’re a fag or lez
Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest
Pants or dress – hate fags? the answer’s yes
Homophobic? nah, you’re just heterophobic
Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (ooh!)
That’s my motherfuckin balls, you’d better let go of em
They belong in my scrotum, you’ll never get hold of em
Hey, it’s me, versace
Whoops, somebody shot me!
And I was just checkin the mail
Get it? checkin the ’male’?
How many records you expectin to sell
After your second lp sends you directly to jail?
C’mon!– relax guy, I like gay men
Right, ken? give me an amen (aaa-men!)
Please lord, this boy needs jesus
Heal this child, help us destroy these demons
Oh, and please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute while my wife’s sick in the hospital
Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher
You can’t reach me, my mom can’t neither
You can’t teach me a goddamn thing cause
I watch tv, and comcast cable
And you ain’t able to stop these thoughts
You can’t stop me from toppin these charts
And you can’t stop me from droppin each march
With a brand new cd for these fuckin retards
Duhhh, and to think, it’s just little ol’ me
Mr. don’t give a fuck, still won’t leave

Chorus: eminem (repeat 2x)

I’m a criminal
Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think it’s a crime
To tell em what’s on my mind – I guess I’m a criminal
But I don’t gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird
And keep goin, I don’t take shit from no one

[eminem]
My mother did drugs – tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speed
The baby came out – disfigured, ligaments indeed
It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she
Don’t dare make fun of that baby cause that baby was me
I’m a criminal – an animal caged who turned crazed
But how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you weren’t raised?
So as I got older and I got a lot taller
My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger
I drink malt liquor to fuck you up quicker
Than you’d wanna fuck me up for sayin the word …
My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral
Sex in his oval office on top of his desk
Off of his own employee
Now don’t ignore me, you won’t avoid me
You can’t miss me, I’m white, blonde-haired
And my nose is pointy
I’m the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
In plane crashes and laughs
As long as it ain’t happened to him
Slim shady, I’m as crazy as em
-inem and kim combined – *kch* the maniac’s in
Replacin the doctor cause dre couldn’t make it today
He’s a little under the weather, so I’m takin his place
(mm-mm-mmm!) oh, that’s dre with an ak to his face
Don’t make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place
I told you dre, you should’ve kept that thang put away
I guess that’ll teach you not to let me play with it, eh?
I’m a criminal

[interlude skit]
Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherfucker
Get the motherfuckin money and get the fuck up outta there
[em] aight
I’ll be right here waitin on you
[em] aight
Yo em
[em] what? !
Don’t kill nobody this time
[em] awwright… God damn, fuck…
(whistling) how you doin’?
[teller] hi, how can I help you?
[eminem] yeah I need to make a withdrawl
[teller] okay
[eminem] put the fuckin money in the bag bitch
And I won’t kill you!
[teller] what? oh my god, don’t kill me
[eminem] I’m not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around…
[teller] don’t kill me, please don’t kill me…
[eminem] I said I’m not gonna fuckin kill you
Hurry the fuck up! {*boom*} thank you!

[eminem]
Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So I’ll be disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I’ll hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets
This puppy’s lucky I didn’t blast his ass yet
If I ever gave a fuck, I’d shave my nuts
Tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck
You motherfuckin chickens ain’t brave enough
To say the stuff I say, so this tape is shut
Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up
To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass
And if it’s not a rapper that I make it as
I’ma be a fuckin rapist in a jason mask

(chorus 2x)

[girl] hmm-hmm-hmhmhmmhm.. ahhh, whooooo!! shit
[em] yo, mic check
Testing one, two, um… twelve
(whattup whattup whattup.. outsidaz)
[em] this is my dance song (outsidaz)
Can you hear me?
(rah digga, pacewon, young zee)
[em] aight, ay turn my headphones up
(bust it bust it)

[eminem]
My favoite color is red, like the blood shed
From kurt cobain’s head, when he shot himself dead
Women all grabbin at my shishkabob
Bought lauryn hill’s tape so her kids could starve
(I can’t stand white people!)
You thought I was livid, now I’m even more so
Shit I got full blown aids and a sore throat
I got a wardrobe with an orange robe {*wolf whistle*}
I’m in the fourth row, signin autographs at your show
(yo can you sign this right here? )
I just remembered that I’m absent minded
Wait, I mean I’ve lost my mind, I can’t find it
I’m freestylin every verse that I spit
Cause I don’t even remember the words to my shit (umm, one two)
I told the doc I need a change in sickness
And gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis
Put my lp on your christmas gift list
You wanna get high, here bitch just sniff this

Cum on everybody — get down tonight (8x)

[eminem]
Yo.. yo yo yo yo
I tried suicide once and I’ll try it again
That’s why I write songs where I die at the end
Cause I don’t give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck
And I was wavin it at everybody screamin, I suck (I suck!!!)
I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd
And yell out loud, all y’all get the hell out now
Fuck rap, I’m givin it up y’all, I’m sorry
(but eminem this is your record release party!)
I’m bored out of my gourd — so I took a hammer
And nailed my foot to the floorboard of my ford
Guess I’m just a sick sick bastard
Who’s one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain’t got it all)
One excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet
I feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
(ohhhhhhh) and if you ever see a video for this shit
I’ll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slit

Cum on everybody — get down tonight (8x)

[eminem]
Got bitches on my jock out in east detroit
Cause they think that I’m a motherfuckin beastie boy {*wolf whistle*}
So I told em I was mike d
They was like, gee I don’t know, he might be!
I told em, meet me at kid rock’s next concert
I’ll be standin by the loch ness monster (okay) peace out (bye!!)
Then I jetted to the weed house
Smoked out til I started bustin freestyles
Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstick
Crushed up the tylenol and ate it with a dipstick (*slurping*}
Made a couple of crank calls collect [*brrrrrrring, click*]
Ken kaniff from connecticut, can you accept?
I wanna make songs all the fellas dub
And murder every rich rapper that I’m jealous of
So just remember when I bomb your set
Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset

Cum on everybody — get down tonight (20x)