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T.I. - Hell Of A Life - Music Video

T.I. - Hell Of A Life - Lyrics

It’s the king representing once more, you understand. When people see me on Bankhead man on four star point, yelling screaming and waving. I don’t wanna roll over no toes in my Rolls. You just back up let a pimp pass through you dig?

Baby better double arthur burger
Every time I see shorty
Where your head tonight
Selling out arenas chasing asses like Serena
Shorty live a hell of a life

I’m shining in and out of foreign
Cars never boring
Cash steady flowing they got shorty where you goin?
People see me they ask me shorty where you goin?
Partners see me they ask meshorty where you goin?

Shorty goin extra hard when they release his passport
Why I need a credit card what you think this cash for?
Hit the dealership and give them every dime he ask for
Just so I can see 260 on the gas board

Trying to get some luck somebody better get the task force
Love when hoes love me let me fuck em til their ass hoarse.
Pimpin 101 just come and see me take a crash course
You wanna count my money go to college need a math course

On a main dashboard, 100 milligramy
Breakneck speed til I see a billi coming.
I’m building jimi hendrix good grumbling in my stomach

I’m still stunting off the chain chasing niggas for my money
Pair of poodles ike I’m playing gin rummy
No cards just broads when a nigga get hard
Love the offshore autobahn tar like a car star
Put it in her wristwatch
Balling like a big shot

Baby better double arthur burger
Every time I see shorty
Where your head tonight
Selling out arenas chasing asses like Serena
Shorty live a hell of a life

I’m shining in and out of foreign
Cars never boring
Cash steady flowing they got shorty where you goin?
People see me they ask me shorty where you goin?
Partners see me they ask me shorty where you goin?

Swag on fully so semi ho
Gimme bankrolls no gimmicks drop Rolls no flemish
Street cred no blemish credit card no limit
You want bankhead a spot to drop heads I’m in it
Gimme a bunch of el dorados on semis
With women giving me love like tennis
Giving me the business like a swedish dentist
While I ride through the city gag swallow no spitting

Livin liffe like I just got out of prison Wednesday night
If a chicken’s in my sight, then that chicken’s getting a Tonka truck
And I know niggas now with bitches think I’m hitting and they right
Keep my name out my mouth and mind my businessit’s aight
If you see me say aiight ok aiight
Cuz you know I got the goons with me and I pay aiite.
They would like to see me go to prison see me go
But instead they see me balling stunting everywhere we go

Baby better double arthur burger
Every time I see shorty
Where your head tonight
Selling out arenas chasing asses like Serena
Shorty live a hell of a life

I’m shining in and out of foreign
Cars never boring
Cash steady flowing they got shorty where you goin?
People see me they ask me shorty where you goin?
Partners see me they ask meshorty where you goin?

I saw Sally Fields in a flower shop with Tim Reid
They talked about a movie and they made my friends bleed
I do not think they know about the life my friends lead
If they knew just like I know then they would buy a ten speed

Trey Songz ft. Gucci Mane & Soulja Boy - LOL - Music Video

Trey Songz ft. Gucci Mane & Soulja Boy - LOL - Lyrics

I love fisherprice.
804335005,
LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face
(Soulja Boy Tell em)
804335005,
LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face
(Gucci)
(Chorus)
Shorty just text me, says she want to sex me
LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face
Shorty sent a twitpic saying come and get this,
LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face
Shorty called my phone, i was busy (i was busy)
cruisin in that benz round the city (round the city)
then i felt my phone buzz, i know that she like us,
im a bad boy like diddy,
then she sent a text, that read, baby im at home,
then she sent another one that says she’s all alone
so i text her smiley face and said lets get a room,
she said lol, boy you crazy, come on
then she said actually, you aint gotta ask me
sent the lil face with the tongue cos im nasty
im on my way, girl make way, twitter me a picture
let me see that ok,
[Chorus]
Shorty just text me, says she want to sex me
LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face
Shorty sent a twitpic saying come and get this,
LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face
pull up my page(?) and follow and if you got a body like a model.
(Gucci Mane)
(?)… sent your boy a smily face, Gucci Mane x-rated we could make a sex tape. Pics on iphone, gucci on her ipod, when she turn around, make her say oh god,. Mommy real beautiful, manicured cuticles, office job, student girl, holdin down her cubicle, and she got my number tell her man thats like a miracle, said she like my swag, 6’s on my vehicle, GA to VA, cali girls love me, Broklyn girls hug me, miami girls sexy,(?)… jean paul flexin, first date sexing.
[Chorus]
(Soulja Boy)
lol smiley face, lol smiley face, souljah boy tellem, lol smiley face, babygirl sent da picture to my blackberry, she fine and she thick just like hallie berry, kiss me through the phone, LOL smiley face we can go and kick it later on at my place, she message me on myspace told me she loved me, she txting my phone 4.30 in da morning, baby i’m horny, i wanna kiss you, i can put it on you, thats not an issue, she scratching my back, screaming out im hers, she text my phone say I need your love, i met her monday last week in da club, one week later now she telling me that she in love,
[Chorus]

Tony Parker - Top Of The Game - Music Video

Tony Parker - Top Of The Game - Lyrics

Tony Parker - Balance Toi - Music Video

Tony Parker - Balance Toi - Lyrics

Tout doux je m’installe
Le rap perce dans les charts
Ca va faire mal
Engagé, j’ai la vibe le pur style
Le public me réclame
Et j’assume calme
Lady…Lady…Lady…Lady…Lady…
(tony.P… Ils veulent que ça bouge)
Balance, Balance, Balance,Balance-toi
Balance, Balance, Balance,Balance-toi
Balance, Balance, Balance,Balance-toi
Oh baby go…
(Let’s go)
Est-ce que tu penses que t’es prête Baby?
Ca fait boum boum dans le club Baby
Oh oui bouge sur la zic lady
Tony.P cool et smoove
Je m’applique
Hey Hey
DJ balance la sauce comme d’hab’
Rimer pour la gloire je le fais comme d’hab’
Laisse glisser tranquille c’est open bar
Enfile les verres avant deux heures dare-dare
La boule à facette brille
Tous les yeux de cette girl qui me fixe
Baby tu veux m’escorter pour cette nuit
Baby j’ai déja ma femme pour la vie
Okay, t’as du mal à me suivre
Mais qui m’aime me suive
Musical thérapie
Tony.P du texas à Paris
Voulez-vous couchez avec
Oh je vous en prie

Refrain:
Vas-y balance-toi de gauche à droite
J’ai le style qui fait mal
Vas-y balance toi de gauche à droite
Tony.P official
Balance, Balance, Balance,Balance-toi Oh
Balance, Balance, Balance,Balance-toi Oh
Balance, Balance, Balance,Balance-toi Oh
Oh baby go…

Check mon Hip-Hop toujours au top
Mon flow ricoche
Rap est mon job, stop
Jumper jumper jump hop
Tony.P au star r’n'b hop
Baby arrête un peu t’es bornée
Baby arrête un peu de me matter
Lady t’es charmante et tu le sais
Mais sache que seule l’ambiance a de l’effet
QUOI? nouveau snoop-dog dans les enceintes
QUOI? tu veux danser, non c’est pas la peine
MOI j’reste bien assis dans le sofa
Kiffer la vibe en levant les bras
Ramène les girls dans le V.I.P
Voulez-vous coucher avec
Oh je vous en prie

-Refrain-

Lady…la…la…lady
Lady…la…la…lady
Lady…la…la…lady
Lady…Lady
Lady…la…la…lady
Lady…la…la…lady
Lady…Lady…

Vas-y balance-toi de gauche à droite
J’ai le swing qui fait mal
Efface toi de la piste si
T’es pas prêt à faire bouger tes épaules
J’ai ce p’tit truc des States Oh
Je fais mes propres règles Oh
J’ai ce son dans la tête
Vite sort le morceau s’achève
Ah Ah… Tony.P
I say woh
Ca vient du Texas Boy
Let’s go…

Eminem - Just Lose It - Music Video

Eminem - Just Lose It - Lyrics

[Intro]
[Eminem making sounds:]
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down!
Ok..
Guess who’s back?
Back again
Shady’s back
Tell a friend
Whaaaaaaaa

Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright Stop!…..Pajama time

[Verse 1]
Come here little kiddies, On my lap
Guess who’s back with a brand new rap?
And I don’t mean rap as in a new case of child molestation accusation
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
No worries, papa’s got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise?
I done touched on everything, but little boys
That’s not a stab at Michael
That’s just a metaphor, I’m just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like TP for my bunghole
And it’s cool if you let one go
Nobody’s gonna know, who’d hear it?
Give a little “poot poot”, it’s OK! [Fart Sound]
Oops my CD just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

[Chorus]
Now I’m gonna make you dance
It’s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you’re my world
Alright now lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Just lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Go crazy
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Oh baby
(HA-HA)
Oh baby, baby
(HA-HA)

[Verse 2]
Well, it’s Friday and it’s my day
Just to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe ’til Monday, I dunno what day
Everyday’s just a holiday
Crusin’ on the freeway
Feelin’ kinda breezy
Got the top down, lettin’ my hair blow
I dunno where I’m goin’
All I know is when I get there
Someone’s gonna “touch my body”

Excuse me miss, I don’t mean to sound like a jerk
But I’m feelin’ just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair?
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (Yeah)
Now, what’s your name girl?
What’s your sign?
[Dr Dre] “Man, you must be up out your mind”
DRE! (HA-HA)
Beer Goggles! Blind!
I’m just tryna unwind now I’m

[Chorus]
Now I’m gonna make you dance
It’s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you’re my world
Alright now lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Just lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Go crazy
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Oh baby
(HA-HA)
Oh baby, baby
(HA-HA)

[Verse 3]
It’s Tuesday and I’m locked up
I’m in jail and I don’t know what happened
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Well I’m sorry, I don’t remember
All I know is this much
I’m not guilty
They said, “Save it, boy we gotcha you on tape
yellin’ at an old lady ‘Touch my body!’”

Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It gets real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it’s 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
Snap back to reality
Look it’s B.Rabbit!
Yo you signed me up to battle!?
I’m a grown man!
Chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubbie
I don’t have any lines to go right here so, chubba teletubbie!
Fella’s (WHAT?!) Fella’s (WHAT?!)
Grab you left nut, make your right one jealous (what?)
Black girls
White girls
Skinny girls
Fat girls
Tall girls
Small girls
I’m callin’ all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It’s your chance for a little romance or
Butt squeezin’ it’s the season
Just go (HA-HA-HA-HA)
It’s so appeasin’

[Chorus]
Now I’m gonna make you dance
It’s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you’re my world
Alright now lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Just lose it
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Go crazy
(HA-HA-HA-HA-HA)
Oh baby
(HA-HA)
Oh baby, baby
(HA-HA)

[Outro]
UmMmMmm touch my body
UmMmMmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body

Eminem - Stan (Live) - Music Video

Eminem - Stan (Live) - Lyrics

Chorus: Dido

My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can’t see at all
And even if I could it’ll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it’s not so bad,
it’s not so bad..

1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background
2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after “thunder” noise

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

{Chorus: Dido}

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

{Chorus: Dido}

[Eminem as ‘Stan’]
Dear Mister-I’m-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this’ll be the last package I ever send your ass
It’s been six months and still no word - I don’t deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on ‘em perfect
So this is my cassette I’m sending you, I hope you hear it
I’m in the car right now, I’m doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, “In the Air of the Night”
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn’t, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That’s kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it’s too late - I’m on a 1000 downers now, I’m drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can’t sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can’t sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can’t BREATHE without me
See Slim; {*screaming*} Shut up bitch! I’m tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that’s my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn’t slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain’t like you
cause if she suffocates she’ll suffer more, and then she’ll die too
Well, gotta go, I’m almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how’m I supposed to send this shit out?
{*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*}
.. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}

{Chorus: Dido}

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

Eminem Feat 50 Cents - You don’t know - Music Video

Eminem Feat 50 Cents - You don’t know - Lyrics

[Chorus]
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
We run it
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
We run it
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know

[50 Cent]
Now homie I say I run it run it cause I’m in control
Hypnotic hennessy a couple shots of patron
I have ya feeling aight, I get ya high as a kite
Party popping shawty says she coming with me tonight
I ent settled the limit, I ent snapping and popping
Even though I’m bopping my head though I’m just standing there watching
I’ma hustler I hustle, you can tell that I’m paid
And I protect what I got, I’m in a house with my blade
Nigga you front you gonna get it, OK now maybe I’ve said it
Cause I want you to trip it, yea I be on that shit hit
You should see when I’m stuntin’, My flash is sposed to be warning
Push the grip see me rollin’, you can tell that I’m holdin’
I’m just doing my thang, you know the units the game
I got my grimey shady with me, you front you’ll havta get me
Off your ass, I’ll pay the lawsuit and laugh
Haha its not a big deal it’s nothing but some cash
Lets Go…

[Chorus]
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know

[Eminem]
When me and fif’ got together to do this music
The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it
It’s no pretend shit its friendship meaning this is assuming
This ent him it’s just media see the image is images
With the shit its new gimmicks, its jus blood in and blood out
When there’s beef you just gotta know when to butt in and butt out,
If there’s a problem we solve it, we don’t resolve it
It usually just evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved
[ these lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
And we should all get a merit, cause most beef we inherit
And wear it like a badge of honor, pass it around and share it
And let it go to whoever’s holding the most current beef on they’re shoulders
And the soldiers got their back s to the toper
But tonight we ent come in here to beef with nobody
We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari
So it’s Shady, Aftermizath, packin’ that ass
You wizass, comizo what kinda bizucko musician is that?

[Chorus]
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know

[Cashis]
Pistol play ricochet see where the victim lay
Slumped over bleeding, J.F.K
H.K to ya chest plate cave
I will ride to the death, do you rep that way?
Forever I’ma be a Shady seven four gangsta
Plus I’ll survive everything you got in that chamber
I thrive off of danger, jumping it all beef
You keep talking shit now the squad gone called me

[Lloyd Banks]
Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine
Dapadon cap of Queens, mixed in with Cashis creams
Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see
Telling ent my cup of tea, can’t tell I’ma fucking G?
I’m all automatic when I’m at it, start static and you splattered
Shit shattered, I’ma walking bitch magnet
Spit it how I live it live it always to the limit
And I’m always on my pivot for my digits you dig it?
So what?

[Chorus]
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know
Who run it?
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gonna bring more dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know
Who run it?

Eminem - Like Toy Soldiers - Music Video

Eminem - Like Toy Soldiers - Lyrics

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down…

[Chorus]
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers

[Verse 1]
I’m supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
I ain’t never supposed to show it, my crew ain’t supposed to know it
Even if it means goin’ toe to toe with a Benzino it don’t matter
I’d never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to
I’m supposed to set an example
I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide ‘em
If some shit ever does pop off, I’m supposed to be beside ‘em
That Ja shit I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There’s a certain line you just don’t cross and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie’s name on a song and I just lost it
It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent too much energy on it, honestly I’m exhausted
And I’m so caught in it I almost feel I’m the one who caused it
This ain’t what I’m in hip-hop for, it’s not why I got in it
That was never my object for someone to get killed
Why would I wanna destroy something I help build
It wasn’t my intentions, my intentions was good
I went through my whole career without ever mentionin’ Suge
And that was just out of respect for not runnin’ my mouth
And talkin’ about something that I knew nothing about
Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn’t my beef
So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth
While he’s all over t.v. down talkin’ a man who literally saved my life
Like fuck it i understand this is business
And this shit just isn’t none of my business
But still knowin’ this shit could pop off at any minute cause

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme
And wouldn’t have to worry about one of your people dyin’
But now it’s elevated cause once you put someone’s kids in it
The shit gets escalated, it ain’t just words no more is it?
It’s a different ball game, callin’ names and you ain’t just rappin’
We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin’
Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him
And asked him not to start it he wasn’t gonna go after him
Until Ja started yappin’ in magazines how we stabbed him
Fuck it 50 smash ‘em, mash ‘em and let him have it
Meanwhile my attention is pullin’ in other directions
Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk
Has an erection for me and thinks that I’ll be his resurrection
Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record
But now he’s fucked the game up cause one of the ways I came up
Was through that publication the same one that made me famous
Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin’
Well fuck it, that motherfucker can get it too, fuck him then
But I’m so busy being pissed off I don’t stop to think
That we just inherited 50’s beef with Murder Inc.
And he’s inherited mine which is fine ain’t like either of us mind
We still have soldiers that’s on the front line
That’s willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders
Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us
We’ll maybe shout ‘em out in a rap or up in a chorus
To show them we love ‘em back and let ‘em know how important it is
To have Runyan Avenue, soldiers up in our corners
Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is
But I ain’t tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered
It ain’t worth it, I can’t think of a perfecter way to word it
Then to just say that I love ya’ll too much to see the verdict
I’ll walk away from it all before I let it go any further
But don’t get it twisted, it’s not a plea that I’m coppin’
I’m just willin’ to be the bigger man
If ya’ll can quit poppin’ off at the jaws, well then I can
Cause frankly I’m sick of talkin’
I’m not gonna let someone else’s coffin rest on my conscience cause

[Chorus]

Eminem - The way i Am - Music Video

Eminem - The way i Am - Lyrics

[Eminem]
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run
Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit
Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it
Just shut up and listen, aiyyo..

I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag
Of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this — on this Earth
And since birth I’ve been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve
All this tension dispensin these sentences
Gettin this stress that’s been eatin me recently off of this chest
And I rest again peacefully (peacefully)..
But at least have the decency in you
To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets when I’m eatin or feedin my daughter
To not come and speak to me (speak to me)..
I don’t know you and no,
I don’t owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing
I’m not Mr. N’Sync, I’m not what your friends think
I’m not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick
If you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty)..
No patience is in me and if you offend me
I’m liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air
I don’t care who is there and who saw me destroy you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I’ll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I’m tired of arguin’ (of arguin’)..
I don’t mean to be mean but that’s all I can be is just me

[Chorus: Eminem]

And I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won’t even play my jam
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don’t know it’s just the way I am

[Eminem]
Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered
With all of this nonsense it’s constant
And, “Oh, it’s his lyrical content -
- the song ‘Guilty Conscience’ has gotten such rotten responses”
And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the media immediately
Points a finger at me (finger at me)..
So I point one back at ‘em, but not the index or pinkie
Or the ring or the thumb, it’s the one you put up
When you don’t give a fuck, when you won’t just put up
With the bullshit they pull, cause they full of shit too
When a dude’s gettin bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where it’s at
Middle America, now it’s a tragedy
Now it’s so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty
Havin this happenin (this happenin)..
Then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way)..
But I’m glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire
To burn and it’s burnin and I have returned

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
I’m so sick and tired of bein admired
That I wish that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my label and stop with the fables
I’m not gonna be able to top on “My Name is..”
And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation
To cop me rotation at rock’n'roll stations
And I just do not got the patience (got the patience)..
To deal with these cocky caucasians who think
I’m some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk
With an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin
The same fuckin questions (fuckin questions)..
What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in
The why, the who what when, the where, and the how
’til I’m grabbin my hair and I’m tearin it out
Cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can’t take it
I’m racin, I’m pacin, I stand and I sit
And I’m thankful for ev-ery fan that I get
But I can’t take a SHIT, in the bathroom
Without someone standin by it
No I won’t sign your autograph
You can call me an asshole I’m glad

[Chorus (except change first word “And” to “Cause”)]

Eminem - The real Slim Shady - Music Video

Eminem - The real Slim Shady - Lyrics

[Eminem]
May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We’re gonna have a problem here..

Y’all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door
and started whoopin her ass worse than before
they first were divorce, throwin her over furniture (Ahh!)
It’s the return of the… “Ah, wait, no way, you’re kidding,
he didn’t just say what I think he did, did he?”
And Dr. Dre said… nothing you idiots!
Dr. Dre’s dead, he’s locked in my basement! (Ha-ha!)
Feminist women love Eminem
[*vocal turntable: chigga chigga chigga*]
“Slim Shady, I’m sick of him
Look at him, walkin around grabbin his you-know-what
Flippin the you-know-who,” “Yeah, but he’s so cute though!”
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse, than what’s goin on in your parents’ bedrooms
Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can’t
but it’s cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
“My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips”
And if I’m lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that’s the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman’s clitoris is
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They got the Discovery Channel don’t they?
“We ain’t nothing but mammals..” Well, some of us cannibals
who cut other people open like cantaloupes [SLURP]
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
then there’s no reason that a man and another man can’t elope
[*EWWW!*] But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes

[Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)]

‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes I’m the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up,
please stand up, please stand up?

[Eminem]
Will Smith don’t gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records;
well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too!
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can’t even stomach me, let alone stand me
“But Slim, what if you win, wouldn’t it be weird?”
Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can, sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
so I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
and hear ‘em argue over who she gave head to first
You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV
“Yeah, he’s cute, but I think he’s married to Kim, hee-hee!”
I should download her audio on MP3
and show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD [AHHH!]
I’m sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me
so I have been sent here to destroy you [bzzzt]
And there’s a million of us just like me
who cuss like me; who just don’t give a fuck like me
who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me
and just might be the next best thing but not quite me!

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
I’m like a head trip to listen to, cause I’m only givin you
things you joke about with your friends inside your living room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it
in front of y’all and I don’t gotta be false or sugarcoated at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
and whether you like to admit it [*ERR*] I just shit it
better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like valiums
It’s funny; cause at the rate I’m goin when I’m thirty
I’ll be the only person in the nursin home flirting
Pinchin nurses asses when I’m jackin off with Jergens
And I’m jerkin but this whole bag of Viagra isn’t working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin
He could be workin at Burger King, spittin on your onion rings
[*HACH*] Or in the parkin lot, circling
Screaming “I don’t give a fuck!”
with his windows down and his system up
So, will the real Shady please stand up?
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

[Chorus 4X]

[Eminem]
Ha ha
Guess there’s a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let’s all stand up