| You’re Never Over – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:25 PM PDT (Hook) The days are cold, livin’ without you
The nights are long, I’m growing older
I miss the days of old, thinkin’ about you
You may be gone, but you’re never over (Verse 1) If Proof could see me now, I know he’d be proud
Somewhere in me deep down, there’s something in me he found
That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now
You try, it’ll be them doors, Andre’s Phantom, believe me clowns
That means suicide homie, you’ll never throw me
Off of this course, blow me
Bitch I do this all for the sport only
But I want it all, I’m not just talking awards homie
And the balls in my court, and it’s lonely
On top of the world when you’re the only
One with the balls in your shorts
To leave them jaws on the floor with no remorse
Remember that when they get to doggin’ you boy homie
So y’all can just get to bloggin’ about bologna
I’m not gonna stop the saga
Continue, no stoppin’ the force Obi
I’m moppin the floors with them, I keep try’na pass it
But they keep on droppin’ the torch
And it won’t be, long til this sport is O-V-
E-R, Just Blaze and me, we are knockin’ them doors and no we
ain’t pumpkins on Halloween but we’ll show up on your porch, so be
Careful what you say, there ain’t no punks over here so follow me
Through the fog like I’m S-N-double-O-P
Let me guide you through the smoke G
If only I wasn’t travellin’ down this road by my lonely
No one who knew me like you will ever know me
I don’t think you understand how much you meant to me (Hook) The days are cold, livin’ without you
The nights are long, I’m growing older
I miss the days of old, thinkin’ about you
You may be gone, but you’re never over And it don’t stop (oh)
And it don’t quit (oh)
And it don’t stop (oh)
And it don’t quit (oh)
And I miss you (oh)
I just miss you (oh)
I just miss you (oh)
Homie, I’ll never forget you (no) (Verse 2) For you, I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life
So sick it’ll blow up the mic, It’ll put the dyna in mite
Yeah, it’ll make the dopest MC wanna jump off a bridge and shit himself
Tap dancin’ all over the beat, it’ll jump off the page and spit itself
Yeah it’s the best thing I could do, right now for you Doodi is to rap
Sp I’mma fuck til’ I die, yeah I’mma do it to death
And instead of mourning your death, I’d rather celebrate your life
Elevate to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, I’mma need two mics
‘Cause the way that I’m feelin’ tonight, everything I can just do right
There’s nothing that I can do wrong, I’m too strong and I’m just too hyped
Just finished the rhyme and bust it and excuse the corny metaphor
They’ll never ‘ketchup’ to all this energy that I’ve ‘mustard’
So God just help me out while I fight through this grieivin’ process
Try’na process this loss is makin’ me nauseous
But this depression ain’t takin me hostage
I’ve been patiently watchin’ this game, pacin’ these hallways
You had faith in me always
Proof you knew I’d come out of this slump, rise from these ashes
Come right back on they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards
And Imma show ‘em, blow ‘em out the water, slaughter ‘em homes
I’ll own so many belts the only place they can hit me is below ‘em
Homie I know I’m, never gonna be the same without you
I woulda never came in this game, I’m going insane without you
Matter of fact it was just the other night, had another dream about you
You told me to get up, I got up and spread my wings and I flew
You gave me a reason to fight, I was on my way to see you
You told me nah Dudey, you’re not layin’ on that table I knew
I was gonna make it, soon as you said think of Hailie, I knew
There wasn’t no way that I was gonna ever leave them babies, and Proof
Not many are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you
Lord I’m so thankful, please don’t think I don’t feel grateful, I do
Just grant me the strength that I need, for one more day to get through
So homie this is your song, I dedicate this to you
I love you Dudey (Hook) The days are cold, livin’ without you
The nights are long, I’m growing older
I miss the days of old, thinkin’ about you
You may be gone, but you’re never over And it don’t stop (oh)
And it don’t quit (oh)
And it don’t stop (oh)
And it don’t quit (oh)
And I miss you (oh)
I just miss you (oh)
I just miss you (oh)
Homie, I’ll never forget you (no) 
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| Won’t Back Down – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:23 PM PDT [Pink]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won’t back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no, [Eminem]
Cadillacs, Coupe Devilles
Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels
Girl I’m too for real
Lose your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to deny it
Stupid you will feel
What I do, I do it well
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my death bed
Screaming F that yeah super ill
Baby what the deal
We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal
F-ck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool don’t me introduce you to my power tool
You know the f-cking drill
How you douche bags feel knowing you’re disposable?
Summers eve Massengill
Shady’s got the mass appeal baby crank the sh-t
Cause it’s your God-damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well shawty I’m that man
These other cats aint metaphorically where I’m at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya f-ckin ass down I’m ready for combat-man
Get it calm batman?
Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as
Nuts, lines are like mom’s cat scans
Cause they fucking go BA-NAN-AS
Hunny I applaude that ass
Swear to God man these mobs can’t dance
Ma show ‘em how it’s done
Spazz like a God Damn Tas, yeah [Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won’t back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no, [Eminem - Verse 2]
Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin’ with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that you’ll never guess who’s knocking at your door
People hit the floors
Yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced
Girl forget remorse, I’ma hit you broads with
Chris’s paws like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue muthf-cker
You aint gotta lick in yours
Hittin’ licks like I’m robbin’ liquor stores
Makin’ cash registers sh-t their draws
Think you spit the raw
I’m an uncut slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen floor
Otherwords I’m off the meat rack
Bring the beat back
Bring me two extension chords
I’mma measure my d-ck sh-t I need 6 inches more
F-ck my dicks big b-tch
Need I remind you that I don’t need the f-cking swine flu to be a sick pig
You’re addicted I’m dope
I’m the longest needle around here
Need a fix up I’m the big shot
Get it dicks nuts
Your just small boats little pricks
Girl you think that other pricks hot
I’ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
‘fore I sit back and let ‘em get hot
Better call the cops on ‘em quick fast
Shady’s right back on your bitch ass
White trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched a-ttached to the back (dispatch) [Pink - Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won’t back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no, [Eminem - Verse 3]
Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps
And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped around him like
You do when I come through, I’d like you to remind yourself
Of what the f-ck I can do when I’m on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to
Psych I’m spiking you like a football
Been this way since I’ve stood a foot tall
Your’e a good catch with a sh-tty spouse
Pretty mouth and a good jaw
Gimme good brain
Watch the wood grain, don’t want no cum stain
Bitch you listening tryna’ turn me down
Slut I’m talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car
Shut the f-ck up while my sh-ts playin’
I’ma sh-t stain on the underwear of life
Whats the saying? where there’s thunder there’s light-ening
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the f-ck have I been hit six times
In three different locations
On four separate ocassions?
And you can bet your stanking ass
That I’ve come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road took the pyschopath
Poison ivy wouldn’t have me thinking rash
So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone
Shake your booty shawty Im the sh-t
Why you think Proof used to call me doodi [Pink - Chorus]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can pull all the cards
But I won’t back down
Oh no I wont back down
Oh no 
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| W.T.P. – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:21 PM PDT (Intro) Yeah… Oh…. get up, I said get up… let’s go Better watch out now cause here we come
And we ain’t stoppin’ until we see the morning sun
So give us room to do our thing, cause we ain’t come to hurt no one
So everybody come and get upon the floor now and grab someone (Verse 1) Man first of all, I’m a boss, I just wanna get that across
Man even my dentist hates when I floss
Pull up to the club in a Pinto like it’s a Porche
Garbage bag for one of the windows, spray painted doors
With the flames on ‘em, Michigan plates and my names on ‘em
Baby Shady’s here, come and get him if you dames want him
But he ain’t stupid so quit tryna run them games on him
He’s immune to cupid, why you tryna put your claims on him
Cause you won’t do to me what you did to the last man
Now climb it back, try not to kick over the gas can
There’s a half a gallon in it, that could be our last chance
We have of just getting home, now can I get that lap dance?
She’s got a tattoo of me right above her ass man
In the streets of Warren, Michigan we call ‘em tramp stamps
That means she belongs to me, time to put the damn clamps
Down and show this hussie who’s man, now get amped, dance! (Hook) Now you can do this on your own, but everyone knows
That no one likes to be alone, so get on the floor and grab somebody
Ain’t nothing but a white trash party!
So let’s have us a little bash, and if anyone asks
It ain’t no one, but us trash
You don’t know, you better ask somebody
Cause we’re having a white trash party! (Verse 2) Pull up at the bacardi from outta my underwear
And walk around the party without a care, like a body without a head
Looking like a zombie from outta the Living Dead
And tomorrow probably still be too high to get out of bed
Til I feel like I been hit with the sharp part of the hammer
Mixing hennessey and fanta with pepto and mylanta
I shoot the gift like I’m hollerin’ “die santa”
Missed the tree and hit Rudolf and two innocent bystanders
So quite tryna play the wall like you Paul
And get on the floor when the beat drops and stop stallin’
They call the Stefan Marlbury of rap, darling
Cause soon as they throw on some R. Kelly I start ballin’!
Making it rain for the ladies in the mini’s
But I’m not throwing ones, five’s, ten’s or even twenty’s
I’m throwing quarters, nickels, dimes, pennys
Up at skinny’s, man I do this for them bunnys up at Denny’s
From the north east and west
But when it comes to them trailers in them south parks, muffle it
Cause homie, that hood’s tighter than Kenny’s
So ladies if your belly button’s not an innie, them I’m outtie
Now hop in my minivan, let’s get rowdy cmon! (Hook) Now you can do this on your own, but everyone knows
That no one likes to be alone, so get on the floor and grab somebody
Ain’t nothing but a white trash party!
So let’s have us a little bash, and if anyone asks
It ain’t no one, but us trash
You don’t know, you better ask somebody
Cause we’re having a white trash party! (Bridge) Now whether you’re black, white or purple if you’re misunderstood
But you don’t give a fuck, you ain’t doing shit that you should
Long as you know you’re up to evil and you’re no damn good
Get on the floor mayne, and rep your hood (Verse 3) Now honey, don’t let them pricks trick
We should make a quick dip
And go do some doughnuts in the hospital parking lot
Cause girl I got a sick whip, kick the back window outta my gremlin
Put two milk crates in the trunk, rip out the stick shift
And make a five seater, I’ll be damned if I feed a
Chick, it ain’t like me to split a peice of dry pita
I’ll beat an S until the I M to the S-H-ady
Why I don’t need a tank top to be a wife beater
I’ll rip a tree out the ground and flip it upside down
‘for I turn over a new leaf clown, I’ll tell you now
I’m so raw I still need to unthaw, you feel me ya’ll
I shut the club down, like Drake in the mall!
But baby a body like that’s against the law
You the baddest little chain with the blades I ever saw
Coleslaw containers, empty straw wrappers and all
You got more junk in your trunk than I do in my car, now get up! (Hook) Now you can do this on your own, but everyone knows
That no one likes to be alone, so get on the floor and grab somebody
Ain’t nothing but a white trash party!
So let’s have us a little bash, and if anyone asks
It ain’t no one, but us trash
You don’t know, you better ask somebody
Cause we’re having a white trash party! 
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| So Bad – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:19 PM PDT (Intro) Yeah… haha, you feel that baby? Yeah I feel it too
Damn… you know, I’m so glad we can spend this time together
See, I’m not as crazy as you thought I was, am I? haha (Verse 1) I’m the American dream, I’m the definition of white trash ballin’
I’m right back on ‘em with the (scratches)
I can’t call it, same shit different toilet
Oh yeah, got a nice ass darling
Can’t wait to get you into my Benz, take you for a spin
What you mean we ain’t fuckin’, you take me for a friend?
Let me tell you the whole story of Shady’s origin
You’ll be sorry if you slam my Mercedes door again
Now, it all started with my father
I must’ve got my pimpin’ jeans from him, the way he left my momma
I’ma rolling stone just like him, word to Johnny Drama
Keep my entourage with me, baby I’ll make a promise
There ain’t nobody as bomb as… me, I’m as calm as the breeze
I’m the bee’s knees, his legs and his arms
I’m a superstar, girl I’m ready for ya momma
Why you think the only thing I got on is my pyjamas (Hook) So bad, I’m so good that I’m so bad
I guarantee I’ll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you ain’t ever met nobody like me
And you ain’t gonna wanna fuck nobody else again So bad, I’m so good that I’m so bad
I guarantee I’ll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you ain’t ever met nobody like me
And you ain’t gonna wanna fuck nobody else again (Verse 2) I’m equivalent to a shot of Cuervo
First to kiss you naval, work my way down
Baby you can lay down on the table
But you may wanna find something more stable
I told ya I ain’t fooling from the gate, this ain’t the first day of April
But thankyou for staying April
I’mma make you learn to appreciate me, differentiate me
From these phoney lil fishy and sissy fake G’s
Skip over the huggie bear, and all the kissy-face please
Initiate phase three, missy now service me
Take another shot of jeiger, shake it so nervously
Take your time baby, oh you’re the bomb baby
Ooh you’re doing that even better than your mum lady
I told you I’m Shady, you didn’t listen now, did ya?
Relax woman, you know that I’m only kidding witcha
Got a twisted sense of humour, it’s warped but I didn’t hit ya
I think you’re finally starting to get the picture, I’m just (Hook) So bad, I’m so good that I’m so bad
I guarantee I’ll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you ain’t ever met nobody like me
And you ain’t gonna wanna fuck nobody else again So bad, I’m so good that I’m so bad
I guarantee I’ll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you ain’t ever met nobody like me
And you ain’t gonna wanna fuck nobody else again (Bridge) Call me dynamite, dynamite, dynamite.. so!
Call me dynamite, dynamite, dynamite.. so! I can hold you in the morning, but in the evening, I gotta go
Cause I’m on to the next girl, and the next girl, I kinda like oh, oh, oh (Verse 3) I got you caught up in the rapture
Make you recapture the feelings you had for
Your last boyfriend before he slapped ya
You never wanted someone so bad ya
Sweating, but If I’m what you wanted
Why’d you panic when I grabbed ya
Girl don’t be so frantic, I’m just a hopeless romantic
Don’t try to fight the feeling of something this so organic
You can’t ignore it so just stand before it
Just drop them panties to the floor, let’s get to camcordin’
Damn shawty, I told you this is bound to happen
Soon as you wrote your number on a napkin
I was bound to work a number on your back and
Throw your spine out of alignement
My love has got you so blind
That you couldn’t pick anyone else out of a line up
So stop with the stall, pick your pint up
Let’s get the pineapple snapz going
No one’ll knock cause I’m gonna hang a sign up
Saying don’t disturb, shawty I’m so superb
I say the right things, don’t I spit the dopest words? (Hook) So bad, I’m so good that I’m so bad
I guarantee I’ll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you ain’t ever met nobody like me
And you ain’t gonna wanna fuck nobody else again So bad, I’m so good that I’m so bad
I guarantee I’ll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you ain’t ever met nobody like me
And you ain’t gonna wanna fuck nobody else again (Bridge) Call me dynamite, dynamite, dynamite.. so!
Call me dynamite, dynamite, dynamite.. so! I can hold you in the morning, but in the evening, I gotta go
Cause I’m on to the next girl, and the next girl, I kinda like oh, oh, oh (Hook) So bad, I’m so good that I’m so bad
I guarantee I’ll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you ain’t ever met nobody like me
And you ain’t gonna wanna fuck nobody else again So bad, I’m so good that I’m so bad
I guarantee I’ll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you ain’t ever met nobody like me
And you ain’t gonna wanna fuck nobody else again (Outro) Haha, Dr. Dre… 2010, lightyears ahead of you… woooo! 
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| Seduction – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:18 PM PDT (Intro) I dunno man, just feels like, well alot different
Kinda feels like, I’m on a whole different page right now
Feels strange but um, I guess it’s kinda like… it’s kinda like (Verse 1) I feel like I’m morphin, into something so indcredible, that I’m dwarfin’
All competetors, better get your girlfriend in check
It’s psychological warfare, endorphin side-effect
Your self esteem shatters his dialect
Comes blasting out your deck, she loves me
So much passion you’d expect this sort reaction from her yet
Your strong oh, you’re fucking corny, you try to turn your charm on
Cause you just think you’re Bishop the don one
But if you think you’re fucking with me, homie you’re on one
I’m cockin’ my head back like ‘Ed Lover, come on son
She’s on my johnson, she brings my name up constant
Your boys are like “she’s fucking with dude, she wants son”
Homeboy, you better get a clue
She’s on my dick cause I spit better than you
What you expect her to do? How you expect her to act in the sack
When she’s closing her eyes, fantasizing of digging her nails in my back to this track (Hook) Seduction, seduce
Ain’t nobody who’s as good at what I do
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don’t
She’s been stolen from you Seduction, seduce
Ain’t nobody who’s as good at what I do
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don’t
She’s been stolen from you (Verse 2) She’s sitting there getting liquored up at the bar
She says it’s quicker to count the things that ain’t wrong with you
Than to count the things that are
There’s a seven disc, CD changer in her car
And I’m in every single slot, and you’re not, awww
I’m the logo on that Dallas Cowboy helmet, a star
And I’m not about to sick back and just keep rhyming one syllable, nah
Switch it up and watch them haters not give it up, cause they’re just not good enough
But I’m not giving up til I get my respect, and I won’t stop til I get enough
Cause I’m not living up to my own expectations, aww
That hater alarm is sounding off, and Obama took the bomb from my name, aww
So quit crying that I took your dame, homie she’s my dame, aww
You sadly mistaken if you thinkin’ that I’m not on my game boy
And things just ain’t been the same since the day that I came for it
You wear your heart on your sleeve, I sport that white tank boy
But you got a hard on for me, what you hollerin’ my name for?
It’s your bitch on my dick, ain’t my dang fault, man I can’t call it (Hook) Seduction, seduce
Ain’t nobody who’s as good at what I do
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don’t
She’s been stolen from you Seduction, seduce
Ain’t nobody who’s as good at what I do
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don’t
She’s been stolen from you (Verse 3) It’s like we’re playing lyrical tug of war with your ear
You hear it, girl come here, put your ear up to the speaker
Dear, while I freak this world premier
Seducing her, loosen up with a little freestyle
Wait, am I losing ya? Am I making you look bad?
Well I got news for ya homie, you’re losing her
Oh wait she don’t like when I spit it fast
Am I tryna show how, let me slow it down
It’s still gonna be a blowout
You’re gonna wanna throw out your whole album
Rummage through the shit and try to salvage something
To see if you can save any of it punk, but none of it’s fucking with me
Prick you really feeling that bullshit?
You think you killing them syllables? quit playing
These beats ain’t nothing to fool with
They call me fire Marshall, I shut the shit down
Your entire arsenal is not enough to fuck with one round
I am also the opposite of what you are like
You’re a microcosm of what the fuck I am on the mic
I am awesome, and you are just awe-struck
She’s love-stricken, she’s got her jaw stuck
From sucking my dick, aww fuck (Hook) Seduction, seduce
Ain’t nobody who’s as good at what I do
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don’t
She’s been stolen from you Seduction, seduce
Ain’t nobody who’s as good at what I do
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don’t
She’s been stolen from you 
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| On Fire – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:16 PM PDT Yeah… ya know, critics man
Critics never got nothing nice to say man
You know the one thing I notice about critics man…
Is, critics never ask me how my day went
well Imma tell ‘em (Verse 1) Ah, yesterday my dog died, i hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow
Said next time you blow up try to spit a flow
You wanna criticize dog, try a little more
I’m so tired of this I could blow, fire in the hole
I’m fired up so fire up the lighter and the dro
Better hold on a little tighter here i go
Flows tighter, as hot headed as Ghostrider
Cold hearted as Spiderman, throwin’ a spider in the snow
So you better get to blowing in flow rider
Inside of a Lowrider with no tires in the hole
Why am I like this? why is winter cold?
Why is it when I talk, im so biased to the hoes
Listen dog christmas is off this is as soft as it gets
This isnt golf this is a blistering assault
Those are your wounds this is the salt, so get lost
Shit dissin’ me is just like pissin off the Wizard of Oz
Wrap a lizard in gauze, beat you in the jaws with it
Grab the scissors and saws
And, cut out your livers gizzards and balls
Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jaws
So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw
Then discribe how it tasted like dessert to us all
Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws
Ticklin’ him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog (Hook) You’re on fire
Thats how ya know you’re on a roll
Cause when you hot it’s like your burnin’ up everyone elses cold
You’re on fire
Man im so fuckin sick I got ambulances pullin’ me over and shit
You’re on fire
Ya need to stop drop and roll cause when you say the shit to get the whole hip hop shop to blow
You’re on fire, you’re on fire (Verse 2) I just put a bullshit hook in between two long ass verse
If you mistook the for a song, look
This aint a song, its a warnin to Brooke, Hogan and David Cook
That the crook just took over so book
Run as fast as you can, stop writin’ and kill it
I’m lightening in a skillet, you’re a fuckin flash in the pan
I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin’ a fan
Mr Mathers is the man
Yeah I’m pissed but I would rather take this energy and stash it in a can
Come back and whip your ass with it again
Salivas like sulfuric acid in your hand
It’ll eat through anything metal, the ass of iron man
Turn him into plastic so for you to think that you could stand a fuckin chance is assanine
Yeah ask Denaun, man
Hit a blind man with a coloring book
And told him color inside the lines or get hit with a flying crayon
Fuck it, I ain’t playin
Pull up in a van and hop out at a homeless man holdin a sign sayin’
Vietnam Vet, im out my fuckin mind man
Kick over the can, beat his ass and leave him 9 grand
So if I seem a little mean to you, this aint savage you ain’t never seen the brew
You wanna get graphic we can go the scenic route
You couldn’t make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut ??
Sayin’ you sick, quit playin you prick dont nobody care
Then why the fuck am I yellin’ at air?
I ain’t even talkin to no one, cause ain’t nobody there
Nobody will fuckin test me cause these hoes wont even dare
I’m wastin punchlines but I got so many to spare
I just thought of another one that might go here
Nah dont waste it, save it psycho yeah
Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said ’bout Michael’s hair (Hook) You’re on fire
Thats how ya know you’re on a roll
Cause when you hot it’s like your burnin’ up everyone elses cold
You’re on fire
Man im so fuckin hot my fire truck is on fire homie
You’re on fire
Ya need to stop drop and roll cause when you say the shit to get the whole hip hop shop to blow
You’re on fire, you’re on fire 
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| Not Afraid – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:14 PM PDT (Hook) I’m not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Holla if you feel that you’ve been down the same road (Intro) Yeah, It’s been a ride…
I guess I had to go to that place to get to this one
Now some of you might still be in that place
If you’re trying to get out, just follow me
I’ll get you there (Verse 1) You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay ‘em
But you won’t take this thing out these words before I say ‘em
Cause ain’t no way I’m let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say ‘em or do something I do it, I don’t give a damn
What you think, I’m doing this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it’s gassed up, if a thing’s stopping me
I’mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I’m tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts don’t try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he’s still shit’n
Whether he’s on salary, paid hourly
Until he bows out or he shit’s his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He’s married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the earth he’s got the urge
To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the universe (Hook) I’m not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Holla if you feel that you’ve been down the same road (Verse 2)
Ok quit playin’ with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap
I shouldn’t have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it’s a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that fuck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you’re getting capped
And to the fans, I’ll never let you down again, I’m back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let’s be honest, that last Relapse CD was “ehhhh”
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground Relax, I ain’t going back to that now
All I’m tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
Cause I ain’t playin’ around
There’s a game called circle and I don’t know how
I’m way too up to back down
But I think I’m still tryna figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn’t
This fucking black cloud still follow’s me around
But it’s time to exercise these demons
These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now! (Hook) I’m not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Holla if you feel that you’ve been down the same road (Bridge) And I just can’t keep living this way
So starting today, I’m breaking out of this cage
I’m standing up, Imma face my demons
I’m manning up, Imma hold my ground
I’ve had enough, now I’m so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now (Verse 3) It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me
Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you
So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through
And don’t even realise what you did, believe me you
I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger
I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of
My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead
No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on, I promise
To focus soley on handling my responsibility’s as a father
So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it
You couldn’t lift a single shingle on it
Cause the way I feel, I’m strong enough to go to the club
Or the corner pub and lift the whole liquor counter up
Cause I’m raising the bar, I shoot for the moon
But I’m too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and (Hook) I’m not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Holla if you feel that you’ve been down the same road 
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| Going Through Changes – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:12 PM PDT (Hook) I’m going through changes
I’m going through changes (Verse 1) Lately, I really feel like I’m rolling for delph like Philly
Feel like I’m losing control of myself, I sincerely
Apologize if all that I sound like is I am complaining,
But life keeps on complicating
And I’m debating on leaving this world this evening
Even my girls can see I’m grieving, I try and hide it, but I can’t
Why do I act like I’m all high and mighty when inside I’m dying
I am finally realizing, I need help
Can’t do it myself, too weak
Two weeks I’ve been having ups and downs, going through peaks and valleys
Dilly-dallying ’round with the idea of ending this shit right here
I’m hating my reflection, I walk around the house tryin’ to fight mirrors
I can’t stand what I look like, here, I look fat
But what do I care? I could give a fuck, only thing I fear is Hailie
I’m afraid if I close my eyes then I might see her, shit (Hook) I’m going through changes
I’m going through changes (Verse 2) I lock myself in the bedroom, bathroom, napping at noon
Yeah, dad’s in a bad mood, he’s always snapping at you
Marshall what happened that you, can’t stop with these pills
And you’ve fallen off with your skills and your own fans are laughing at you
You’ve become a problem you’re too pussy to tackle
Get up, be a man, stand, a real man would of had this shit handled
Know you just had your heart ripped out and crushed
They say Proof just flipped out, homie just whipped out and bust, nah…
It isn’t like dudey to do that, he wouldn’t fuckin shoot at nobody, he’d fight first
But dwelling on it only makes the night worse
Now I’m popping Vics, Percs and methadone pills
“Yeah Em, tight verse, you killed it”
Fuckin’ drug dealers hang around me like yes-men
And they gonna do whatever I says when, I says it
It’s in their best interest to protect their investment
And I just lost my fucking best friend, so fuck it I guess then… (Hook) I’m going through changes
I’m going through changes Don’t know what I’m gonna do, but I just keep on going through changes (Verse 3) My friends can’t understand this new me, that’s understandable, man
But think how bananas you’d be, you’d be an animal too
If you were trapped in this fame and caged in it like a zoo
And everybody’s lookin’ at you, what you want me to do?
I’m starting to live like a recluse and the truth is,
Fame is starting to give me an excuse to be at a all time low
I sit alone in my home theater watching the same damn dvd of the first tour
The last tour, he was still alive and it hurts
So I fast forward, sleeping pills will make me feel alright
And if I’m still awake in the middle of the night
I just take a couple more, yeah, you’re motherfucking right
I ain’t slowing down for no one, I am almost homeward bound
Almost in a coma, yeah homie, come on dole ‘em out
“Daddy don’t you die on me, Daddy better hold your ground!”
Fuck, don’t I know the sound of that voice, yeah baby, hold me down (Hook) I’m going through changes
I’m going through changes
Don’t know what I’m gonna do, but I just keep on going through changes (Verse 4) Wake up in the hospital full of tubes, plus somehow I’m pulling through
Swear when I come back I’ma be bulletproof
I’mma do it just for Proof
I think I should state a few facts ’cause I may not get a chance again to say the truth
Shit it just hit me that what if I would not have made it through
I think about the things I would have never got to say to you
I’d never get to make it right, so here’s what I came to do
Hailie this one is just for you, Whitney and Elaina too
I still love your mother, that will never change
Think about her every day, we just could never get it together
Hey, wish there was a better way for me to say it
But I swear on everything, I’ll do anything for her on any day
There are just too many things to explain
When it rains, guess it pours
Yes it does, wish there wasn’t any pain, but I can’t pretend there ain’t
I ain’t placing any blame, I ain’t pointing fingers
Heaven knows I never been a saint
I know that it feels like we just pissed away our history and just today
I looked at your picture, almost hate to say, I miss you, sub-consciously
Wish it didn’t end this way, but I just had to get away
Don’t know why, I don’t know what else to say, I guess I’m… (Hook) I’m going through changes
Don’t know what I’m gonna do, but I just keep on going through changes
I’m going through changes 
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| Cold Wind Blows – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:09 PM PDT (Intro) ‘Cause some things just don’t change
It’s better when they stay the same
Although the whole world knows your name
So on a bigger stage they came to see you spit your game
Whoa-oh
Shouldn’t be difficult to explain
Just why you came back again, you hate the fame
Love the game, cold as ice you remain
Fuck ‘em all, tell ‘em all eat shit
Here we go again Soo, god damn, is it that time again already?
Haha, you don’t look too happy to see me
Fuck it man, don’t everybody welcome me back at once
All right, fuck ya’ll then (Verse 1) You can get the dick, just call me the ball sac, I’m nuts
Michael Vick in this bitch, dog, fall back you mutts
Fuck your worms, you never seen such a sick puppy
Fuck it a sick duck, I’m on my duck-sicked mommy
And my nuts licked, gobble ‘em up trick, yummy
Bitch you don’t fuckin’ think I know that you suck dick dummy?
You’ll get your butt kicked, fuck all that love shit honey
Yeah I laugh when I call you a slut, it’s funny
Shorty dance while I diss you to the beat, fuck the words
You don’t listen to ‘em anyway, yeah struck a nerve sucka
Motherfucka might as well let my lips pucker
Like Elton John, cause I’m just a mean cock-sucker
This shit is on cause you went and pissed me off
Now I’m sittin’ and pissin’ on everybody
Give a fuck if it’s right or wrong
So fuck the Buddah, light a bong
But take a look at Mariah next time I inspire you to write a song, c’mon (Chorus) Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
When it snows and it’s twenty be-low
Ask me why, man I just don’t know know know know know know
I’m as cold as the cold wind blows blo blo blows blow blow blows
Oh oh oh oh (Verse 2) Fuck it I’m a loose cannon, Bruce Banner’s back in the booth
Ya’ll are sitting ducks, I’m the only goose standin’
I set the world on fire, piss on it, put it out
Stick my dick in a circle, but I’m not fuckin’ around mo’ fucker
I’ll show you pussy footin’, I kick a bitch in the cunt
Til it makes a queef and sounds like a fuckin’ whoopee cushion
Who the fuck is you pushin’, you musta mistook me for some sissy
Soft punk lookin’ for some nookie or bosom
Go ahead, fuckin’ hater push me
I told you ain’t no fuckin’ way to shush me
Call me a faggot cause I hate a pussy
Man the fuck up sissy G’s, up
All you gardeners freeze up, put your hoes down
“Shady ease up! Man, chill”
Naw I can’t goddamnit
Rap is a landfill, drop the anvil
These are shoes that you can’t fill
Shit the day that happens the world’ll stop spinnin’
And Michael J. Fox’ll come to a stand still
Durin’ an earthquake, urine in your face
Cause you’re fake, Ow, what the fuck, that hurt wait!
Ow, what the fuck, I just got struck by lightning
Alright then I quit, God, I give up
Call it evil that men do, Lord forgive me for what my pen do
“This is for your sins, I cleanse you
You can repent but I warn you- if you continue
To hell I’ll send you” and just then the wind blew and I said Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
When it snows and it’s twenty be-low
Ask me why man I just don’t know know know know know know
I’m as cold as the cold wind blows blo blo blows blow blow blows
Oh oh oh oh (Verse 3) How long will I be this way? Shady until my dyin’ day
‘Til I hang up the mic and it’s time for me to say
So long, til then I’ll drop the fuckin’ bombs
Like I missed the pass when I went long
If you don’t like it, you can kiss my ass in a lint thong
Now sing along, slut this slut that, learn the words to the song
Oh bitches don’t like that, homie I’ll be nicer to women
When Aquaman drowns and the Human Torch starts swimmin’
Man I’m a cold soul, I roll solo so
Don’t compare me to them other bums over there
It’s like apples to oranges, peaches to plums yeah
I’m bananas pussy, cut off the grapes and grow a pair
But I swear, you try to diss me, I’ll slaughter you
I put that on everything, like everyone does with Auto-Tune
The last thing you wanna do is have me spit out a rhyme
And say I was writin’ this and I thought of you so Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
When it snows and it’s twenty be-low
Ask me why man I just don’t know know know know know know
I’m as cold as the cold wind blow blo blo blow blow blow blows
Oh oh oh oh (Outro) I don’t know, I don’t know what caused, I don’t know what caused me to be this way
I don’t know, I don’t know but
I’ll probably be this way til my dyin’ day
I don’t know why I’m so, I’m so cold mean thangs I don’t mean to say
I guess this is how you made me 
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| Cinderella Man – Eminem Posted: 18 Jul 2010 11:07 PM PDT Yeah,
You know technically,
I’m not even really supposed to be here right now,
So fuck it,
Might as well make the most of it. A-men A-men A-men A-men A-men A-men A-men A-men Yeah, haha
Feels good,
Whooo,
Guess I’m lucky,
Some of us don’t get a second chance.
But I ain’t blowing this one.
Naw man, haha,
Shit I feel like I can do anything now Who can catch lightning in the bottle,
Set fire to water,
Comin’ out the nozzle on the fire hose,
Quiet and swallow Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man. Smash an hour glass,
Grab the sand,
Take his hands and cup ‘em,
Spin around to freeze the clock,
Take the hands of time an’ cuff ‘em. Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man. There’s a storm comin’ that the weather man couldn’t predict,
I start the ball prick you better flee ’cause I get ticked
It’s a rap, I was down, when I was down I was kicked
I got up
I’m ’bout to punch ya to the ground, ya trick,
It’s a trap,
Fuck my last CD the shits in my trash,
I be god damned if another rapper gets in my ass,
I hit the gas and I spit every rap as if it’s my last.
You can die in the blink of an eye,
So bat ya eyelashes, and keep winking and blowin’ kisses
‘Cause your flirting with death
I’m destroying your livelihood, I ain’t just hurting your rep,
I catch a flow and get goin’,
No remorse, I’m showin’ they slowin’, for no one,
Knowin’ there is nothing you can do about it
Zero’in on my target like a marksman,
The target is you,
I shut ya lane down,
Took ya spot, parked in it too,
Arsenic flow, lighter fluid, saliva what can ya do,
Go get ya crew to hype ya up stand behind you like whoooo!
That boy’s hot enough to melt hell, burn Satan too,
Fry his ass, and put his asses back together with glue,
See you can hate ‘em, he don’t blame you frankly he would too,
This game could ill afford to lose him,
How ’bout you? Now guess who (hey),
Here’s a clue (hey),
He came to a ball in his wife beater
Lost his Nike shoe,
It’s in ya ass (hey),
He’s in ya ass, he’s all up in ya psyche too,
Now what’s his name! Cinde-rella man,
Cinde-rella man,
Cinde-rella,
Cinde-rella man,
Cinde-rella man, If I had a time machine, I’d be:
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Music is my time machine, so call me:
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man, Fuck catching lightning
He struck it
Screamed shut up at thunder,
Then flipped the world upside down and made it rain upward
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man, Rewound the future to the present,
Paused it don’t ask how,
Fuck the past motherfucker
He’s the shit right now he’s Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man… Cinderella man
Cinder-fella Shady Dane came to wrap the game up in cellophane,
Raise hell from hell he came,
But didn’t come to bore ya with the Cinderella story,
Nor did he come to do the same,
Or can’t afford to be a lame-o in this day and age,
And at this stage of the game
Mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly,
So say bye,
To the old H I,
To the new Que sara
Consider it his last hurrah,
The coupe de grace
Raise ‘em high in the sky,
Keep ‘em up
Time to bring the place alive,
Thanks for bein’ patient
I will make no more mistakes,
Shit my potatoes baked,
Homie, the veggies on my plate can fly,
My filet is smoking weed,
Yeah faggot, the steaks are high,
Shit I ain’t even suppose to be here
By the grace of god,
The skin on my teeth
And the hair on my nuts
I skated by,
Now y’all are on thin ice
With ankle weights I’d hate to lie,
How fuckin’ irritated are you,
How much in ya face am I?
It ain’t shit you could do but fear it,
Proof is here in spirit
And I’m a spittin’ image
I mirror it
When I stand near it,
Your pussy lyric,
I cunt hear it,
Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square lyricists,
Who?
Here’s a clue.
He came to the ball in his wife beater,
Lost his nike shoe, it’s in ya ass (hey), he’s in ya ass,
He’s all up in ya psyche too.
Now what’s his name? Cinde-rella man,
Cinde-rella man,
Cinde-rella,
Cinde-rella man,
Cinde-rella man, If I had a time machine, I’d be:
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man,
Cinderella man, Music is my time machine, so call me: Cinderella man!
Cinderella man!
Cinderella man!
Cinderella man! 
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