My life is brilliant.
My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
I tell ya..
All my life I've been waiting
For you to bring a fairytale my way
Been living in a fantasy without meaning
It's not okay, I don't feel safe
I need to... pray
I tell ya...
All my life I've been waiting
For you to bring a fairytale my way
Been living in a fantasy without meaning
It's not okay, I don't feel safe
I need to pray
Oh pray
(Heavenly father)
Ohh heavenly father
(Please, save me)
Oh save me
Stumbling
8 mile
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
[Hook]
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I have, i've been protested and
demonstrated
against, picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times, sick is the mind of the
motherfuckin' kid that's behind, all this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean's
explodin',
tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin', not takin' nothin' from no
one,
give 'em hell long as i'm breathin', keep kickin' ass in the mornin', an' takin' names in the
evening, leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth, see they can trigger me
but
they'll never figure me out, look at me now, I bet ya' probably sick of me now, ain't you
mama,
i'ma make you look so ridiculous now...
[CHORUS]
I'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you cry, but tonight i'm
cleanin' out my closet, {one more time, I said i'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you,
I
never meant to make you cry, but tonight i'm cleanin' out my closet...
I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it, so before they
thrown me
inside my coffin and close it, i'ma expose it, i'll take you back to '73, before I ever had a
multi-platinum sellin' Cd, I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months, my faggot
father
must have had his pantie's up in a bunch, cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me
goodbye,
no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die, I look at Hailie and I
couldn't picture leavin' her side, even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try, to make it
work with her at least for Hailie's sake, I maybe made some mistakes but i'm only human,
but i'm
man enough to face them today, what I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the
smartest
shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun, cause id'a killed 'em, shit I would have
shot
Kim and him both, it's my life, i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show...
[CHORUS]
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take a second to listen for
you
think this record is dissin', but put yourself in my position, just try to envision witnessin'
your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin' that someone's always goin'
through her purse and shits missin', going through public housing systems, victim of
Munchausen's syndrome, my whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'til I grew
up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya' stomach, doesn't it, wasn't it the reason you
made
that Cd for me, ma, so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma, but guess
what, your
gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely, and Nathan's growing up so quick, he's
gonna
know that your phoney, and Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's
beautiful, but
you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral, see what hurts me the most is you
won't
admit you was wrong, bitch, do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom, but
how dare
you try to take what you didn't help me to get, you selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn
in
hell for this shit, remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me, well
guess
what, I am dead, dead to you as can be...
The way I am
Whatever
Dre just let it run
Ay yo turn the beat up a little bit
Ay yo, this song is for anyone
Fuck it just shut up and listen
Ay yo
I sit back with this pack of zigzags
And this bag of this weed
It gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest emcee on this - on this earth
Cause since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just cursed
And just blurt this bezerk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in its self
To relieve all this tension dispensing me
Sentence is getting it, stress has been eating me recently
All through this chest and I rest to get 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 eating or feedin' my daughter
To not come and speak to me
I don't know you and no I don't owe you a motherfuckin thing
I'm not Mr. NSYNC and I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly
I can be a prick, if you tip me my tank is on empty
No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm lifting you ten feet
In the air, I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw 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 arguing - I don't mean to mean but it's all I can be
It's just me
And I am
Whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the papers, 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 papers, the news, everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
And I am
Whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the papers, 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 papers, the news, everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
And I am
Whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the papers, 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 papers, the news, everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
[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 gon’ bring mo dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know
[50 Cent]
Now homey I say I runnit runnit cause I’m in control
Hipnotique, Hennessy, a couple shots of Patrón
I have ya feeling alright, I get ya high as a kite
Party-poppin shawty says she coming with me tonight
I aint shoulder leaning, I aint snapping and popping although
I’m bopping my head oh 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 triddip, yea I be on that shit hit
You should see when I’m stuntin’ I flash the stones to be wanton
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 have to 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 gon’ bring mo 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 gon’ bring mo 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 mi nemesis es su nemesis
Same for him it’s just media see to them images it’s just images
But this shit is no gimmicks this is 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 in it
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 backs till it’s over
But tonight, we aint come in here to beef with nobody
We came to party - Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari
So it’s Shady Afterm-izzath back in that ass
You wizz-ass, come-izzon, what kinda fizz-uckin quzzition 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 gon’ bring mo 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 gon’ bring mo dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know
[Cashis]
Pistol play ricochet say where the victim lay
Slumped over bleedin, J.F.K
H.K. to ya chest plate, cave
I will ride to the death, do you rep thatta way?
Forever I’ma be a Shady 7-4 gangsta
Plus I’ll survive everything you got in that chamber
I thrive off of danger, jumpin in all beef
You keep talking shit, now the squad can call me
[Lloyd Banks]
Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine
Dapper Don, Cap’ of Queens, mixed in with Cashis creams
Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see
Telling aint 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………
[Chorus]
We run it
You know ya acting like ya don’t know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon’ bring mo 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 gon’ bring mo dough
You know but ya acting like ya don’t know
Who run it?
Verse #1]
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...
[Chorus:]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
[Verse #2]
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!
[Chorus]
[Verse #3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can
[Chorus]
[Instrumental]
November rain
Bonnie et clyde
[talking]
Uhh uhh uhh.
You ready B? Let's go get 'em..
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Look for me! Young, B
Cruisin down the westside - high, way
Doing what we like to do - our, way
Eyes behind shades, this necklace the reason
all of my dates been blind dates
But today, I got my thoroughest girl wit me
I'm mashin the gas, she's grabbin the wheel, it's true to the heart
She rides with me - the new Bobby and Whitney
Only time we don't speak is during "Sex and the City"
She gets Carrie fever, but soon as the show is over
She's right back to being my soldier
Cuz mami's a rider, and I'm a roller
Put us together, how they gon' stop both us?
What ever she lacks, I'm right over her shoulder
When I'm off track mami is keepin me focused
So let's, lock this down like it's supposed to be
The '03 Bonnie and Clyde, Hov' and B
[Chorus]
[Jay] All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend.
[Bey] Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend.
[Jay] All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend.
[Bey] Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend.
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
The problem is, you dudes treat the one that you lovin
with the same respect that you treat the one that you humpin
Now they 'bout nothin - if ever you mad about somethin
It won't be that; oh no it won't be that
I don't be at, places where we comfy at
With no be-atch; oh no you won't see that
And no, I ain't perfect - nobody walkin this earth's surface is
But girlfriend, work with the kid
I keep you workin' at Hermes, Birkin bag
Manolo Blahnik, Timbs, aviator lens
600 drops, Mercedes Benz
The only time you wear Burberry to swim
And I don't have to worry, only worry is him
She do anything necessary for him
And I do anything necessary for her
so don't let the necessary occur, yep!
[Chorus]
[Beyonce]
(Talk to 'em B)
If I was your girlfried
I'll be there for you, if somebody hurts you
Even if it's somebody was me
Yeah-hee (break it down for 'em)
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be
And so I put this on my life
Nobody or nothing will ever come between us
And I promise I'll give my life
and all of my trust if you was my boyfriend
Put this on my life
The air that I breathe in, all that I believe in
I promise I'll give my life
and all of my trust if you was my boyfriend
[Chorus]
[Thanks to Sumner20022202@yahoo.com, DevilzDaughter69@aol.com,
TheFoX16@aol.com for correcting these lyrics]
(Lox)
Aloet ya
J-lo ya
Ya ya yo yo
(J-Lo)
Don�t be fooled by the rocks that I got
I�m still I�m still Jenny from the block
I used to have a little now I have a lot
No matter where I go I know where I came from (from the Bronx)
(Lox)
Yo Yo
It take hard work to cash checks
So don�t be fooled by the rocks that I got
Assets get back what you put out
Even if you take the good route
Can�t count the hood out
After a while you�ll know who to blend with
Just keep it real with the one you came in with
Best thing to do is stay low
Lox and J-lo
Don�t� act like you don�t pthing know
J-Lo
Don�t be fooled by the rocks that I got
I�m still I�m still Jenny from the block
I used to have a little now I have a lot
No matter where I go I know where I came from (from the Bronx)
Brave
It's a new day
New day
And it's evident
You must've been heaven sent
Something we should be hesitant
Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid
This is your day
This is your day
It's time to be brave
Say I'm not afraid
Not anymore
I used to be cold Now the temperature's changed
It just ain't the same
I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid
Yeah...
I am brave.
Chorus
waiting for tonight, oh
when you would be here in my arms
waiting for tonight, oh
I�ve dreamed of this love for so long
waiting for tonight
Chorus
waiting for tonight, oh
when you would be here in my arms
waiting for tonight, oh
I�ve dreamed of this love for so long
waiting for tonight
waiting for tonight, oh
when you would be here in my arms
waiting for tonight, oh
I�ve dreamed of this love for so long
waiting for tonight