[Verse 1] [Obie Trice] You don't see me in the hood It's cause I'm doing this man
Niggas, I'm still grinding, (yeah...) I'm still hearing those sirens, I'm still getting chased by those lights, Only the light's mine and my mic's on And my time is none because I'm writing more, And I ain't here to meet a soul in this buisness, I'm here to eat, speak, until these hoes feel this, (for sure...) and I can't let y'all derail me man, I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie cause Obie be back, (ain't goin' nowhere man...) We got them craps going on and that yak going on, soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin', It's whateva, put that on the chedda man, but in the meantime, it's Jimmy Iovine time, chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out, this is it my nigga, this what we boast about, Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth And show me love bitch..
[CHORUS] [Obie Trice] I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (I dont love you bitch) I wanna hold you in the morning, (Ha) hold you through the night (Hahaha)
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (We wanna love alcohol, we wanna love guns,) I wanna hold you in the morning, (we wanna love money) hold you through the night.. (Ha) (we don't wanna love bitches though)
[Verse 2] [Eminem] There's a certain mystique when I speak, that you notice that's sorta unique, cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep, and I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat, you can't sit still, it's like tryin to smoke crack and go to sleep, I'm strapped, just knowing any minute I could snap, I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped, I bully these rappers so bad lyrically, it ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, it ain't even money, you can't pay me enough for you to play me, it's cockamanie, you just ain't Zane enough to rock with Shady, my noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clocks cuckoo, I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kit an' kaboodle, I'm just brutal. It's no rumour, I'm numero-uno, assume it, there's no humour in it no more, you know I'm rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag, you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass you better love me bitch
[CHORUS] I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night
[Obie Trice] (and all the bitches say)
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night
[Verse 3] [50 Cent] My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name, if it ain't about the flow, it's about the stones and the chain, if I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a bus, 911 porsche same color as cranberry sauce, I ain't gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit, then we find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch, niggas eatin' popcorn, right, rewinding the tape, now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin' rape, I'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoes, I thought Lil' Kim was hot then she start fucking with her nose, (God Damn) used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet, then the bitch put out a CD that didn't have no beats, (uh-huh) that boy D'Angelo he determined not to fail, that nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell, my back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes, and Big Ben taught Charlie B'more to deepthroat
[CHORUS] I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, I wanna hold you in the morning, (I luv' the burners, the monies, the bunnies) hold you through the night (I just wanna hold you)
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, I wanna hold you in the morning, (I just wanna love you) hold you through the night. (Yeahh!)
nem direkt leszedni gondoltam, hanem lerippelni, pl. opera cache bõl swf file-t..
A szám címe Forgive Me. Megvan egy D12 feat 50 Cent szám, a Forgive Me, az nagyon hasonlít erre, de már nem tom honnan szedtem le, asszem valami magyar rajongói oldalról. Nézz szét google-n. Ja, és a youtube-ról meg nem nagyon lehet leszedni videókat.
ja es lehetne ezt a videot vahonnan letolteni? valaki le tudja rippelni az oldalrol valahogy kene h meglegyen:)
Hy all!Kéne ez a szám szöveg nélkül:eminem-shake that !!!fontos lenne! Akinek megvan az írjon ide:[email protected] v. lehet a fórumra is:) elõre is köszi
EMINEM EMINEM EMINEM EMINEM ..... .. .and again and again...
Ez kedvenc, mikor haza vágta Papa Dockot 8 mile filmben:
Eminem - Eminem Vs. Papa Doc (8 Mile) Lyrics
Eminem Vs. Papa Doc (última batalha de 8 Mile)
Now everybody from the 313 Put your muthafuckin' hands up and follow meEverybody from the 313 Put your muthafuckin' hands upLook LookNow while he stands toughNotice that this man did not have his hands upThe free worlds got you gassed upNow who's afraid of the big bad wolf1, 2, 3 and to the 41 Pac , 2 Pac, 3 Pac, 44 Pac, 3 Pac, 2 Pac, 1You're Pac, He's Pac, No Pac, None!This guy aint no muthafuckin MCI know everything he's got to say against meI am whiteI am a fuckin bumI do live in a trailer with my momMy boy Future is an Uncle TomI do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob Who shoots himself in the leg with his own gunI did get jumped by all 6 of you chumpsAnd Wink did fuck my girlI'm still standin here screamin fuck the free world!!Don't ever try to judge me dude You don't know what the fuck i've been throughBut i know something about youYou went to Cranbrook that's a private schoolWhat's the matter dawg? You embarrassed?This guy's a gangsta his real name's ClarenceAnd Clarence lives at home with both parentsAnd Clarence's parents have a real good marriageThis guy don't wanna battle he shookKoz there aint no such thang as HALF WAY CROOKS!!He's scared to deathHe's scared to look at his fuckin yearbook fuck CranbrookFuck ah beat i go acapellaFuck a Papa Doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybodyFuck y'all if you doubt meI'm a piece of fucking white trash, i say it proudly And fuck this battle I don't wanna win I'm outtyHere tell these people sumin they dont know about me
De ez hülyeség, amit csináltok, viszont:
Eminem - Lose Yourself - Eminem Lyrics [Spoken] 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?
[Rapped] His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now The clocks run out, times up over, bloah! Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked Hes so mad, but he wont give up that Is he knows He wont have it , he knows his whole back citys ropes It dont matter, hes dope He knows that, but he's broke Hes so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its Back to the lab again yo This whole rap shit He better go capture this moment and hope it dont pass him
[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
The souls escaping, through this hole that its gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order A normal life is borin, but superstardoms close to post mortam It only grows harder, only grows hotter He blows us all over these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, hes know as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows Hes grown farther from home, hes no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
These hoes dont want him no mo, hes cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows He nose dove and sold nada So the soap opera is told and unfolds I suppose its old potna, but the beat goes on Da da dum da dum da da
[HOOK]
No more games, Ima change what you call rage Tear this motherfuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher Best believe somebodys payin the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I cant get by with my 9 to 5 And I cant provide the right type of life for my family Cuz man, these goddam food stamps dont buy diapers And its no movie, theres no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus See dishonor caught up between bein a father and a prima donna Baby mama drama screamin on and Too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another jam or not Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot Success is my only motherfuckin option, failures not Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go I cannot grow old in Salems lot So here I go is my shot. Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
[HOOK]
[Spoken] You can do anything you set your mind to, man
haverom mondta hogy az egyik genny "szaklapban" azt írták hogy Eminem végleg felhagy a rapperkedéssel...
Komolyan lattam multkor a TV ben h Majkel Dzsexon mekprobalta utolerni telefonon EMINEM -t az uj albumaval kapcsolatban(michael jacko albumaval), de allitolag eminem nem valaszolt neki, szal lehet ha em uj albumot tervez rajta lesz egy ft. jacko szam is.
.. de miér kellene?? nem követtem el nickduplikációt! a Rokica nevemmel már nem birok többet írni mert megölték... szal ez nem duplikáció csak ujrakezdés a halál után..