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Post by BadGirl on Jan 29, 2005 19:51:19 GMT -5
Here is my fave Eminem song, the 8 Mile song:
Eminem:
Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics And show these people what my level of skill's like But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault Great then I falls, my insides crawl and I clam up (wham) I just slam shut I just can't do it, my whole manhood's just been stripped, I have just been vicked So I must then get, off the bus then slip Man f**k this nuts yo, I'm goin the f**k home World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
Chorus:
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land Time to really just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back (8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
Eminem:
I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap To the same plant, and the same pants Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP And get a new plan, momma's got a new man Poor little baby sister, she don't understand Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand While she colors her big brother and mother and dad Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad! Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep The pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin to do what's best And I try, sit alone and I cry Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you God Please don't let me be pregnant dogin holdin no regular job Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrow Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow On everything I own, I'll make it on my own Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate of authenticity, you'd never even see But it's everything to me, it's my credibility You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me But yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough time Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go Who must I show, to bust my flow Where must I go, who must I know Or am I just another crab in the bucket Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so f**k it Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt nuts I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about nuts if the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit And it's cold, tryin to travel this road Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want is pity from no one, the city is no fun There is no sun, and it's so dark Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apart I'm torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends It's enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not what I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top I just explode, the kettle gets so hot Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned Ain't no fallin no next time I meet a new girl I can no longer play stupid or be immature I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over the median curb Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road
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Post by BadGirl on Jan 29, 2005 19:54:39 GMT -5
Artist: Eminem Album: Shady Records Mixtape Song: Invasion (The Realest)
"So let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around, what is this?"
{*scratching*} What is this? what is this?
[Intro] The Invasion! (Invasion yeah) Green Lantern! the infiltration, we comin'! (yeah)
[Bridge: Eminem] I got 50 Cent, I got G-Unit D-Tweezy in this pregnant dog, wit Obie Trice! So watch what you say, 'fore you call our name Cause you say one more thing and it won't be nice!
[Verse: Eminem] Whoa, here we go, I shoulda' known I was bound to get pulled into some bullnuts Sooner or later you little haters Are too jealous of us to love us You hate it G-Unit made it and Obie's coming D-Tweezy's coming you're sick to your stomach 50 percent of it's 50 cent The other 50 percent of it's who's color of skin it is But if you even considerin' taking our label down You better find our building and fly a f**king plane into it But I ain't trying to get too intricate into it I'm just trying to you give you a little hint for your own benefit Cause then it's gonna get to the point Where it escalates to some other nuts Then I'm a flip, then I'm a get to "Stomping in my Air Force Ones" But you won't be able to tell If it's two pairs or it's one It's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking you You'd think Nike just made these into cleats in this shoe I don't know what it is or what it could be But I get a woody when these girl thingys try to push me Thinking they gonna put me in a position to pickle me Y'all tickle me pink I think I'd just rather have Pink tickle me Hickory thingyory dock, tickety tock tickety A little bit of the diggedy doc diggedy Mixed with a little bit of the {*Eminem vocal scratch*} Wit a pinch of Biggie Look at me, I'm just the bomb diggedy
[Chorus: Eminem] We the realest label Don't try to act like you don't feel our label Cause we gon' f**k around and kill your label Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady records We the label fa' sho!
We the realest label Don't try to act like you don't feel our label Cause we gon' f**k around and steal your paper Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady records We gon' kill your label fa' sho!
[Eminem] Shady in the place to be see And I got what it takes to +Roc The Mic+ right! Still watch what you say to me punk Cause I'm off probation in less than six months {*gun thingyed*}
[Outro] Haha, Shady Records Still Aftermath, and don't think we don't Hear you motherf**kers talkin'! Cause we do and we see y'all We just gon' sit back for a minute While I see what the f**k y'all do
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Post by whiterapperchick87 on Mar 30, 2005 19:52:24 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300] This is Never Enough on the ENCORE CD [Eminem] There's not much you could do or say to phase me People think I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Dre-zie'll Have to step in every once in a while to save me To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things Sometimes I forget what other people just may think A lot of rappers finally wouldn't know how to take me If they heard some nuts, I'd lay the tape 'fore they erase me I maybe a little too fast paced and racy Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me twenty times cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I'm goin Never Enough Eminem too fast cuz my mind is racing And I could give a f**k what category you place me Long as when I'm pushing up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of them greats When I hit the heavenly gates I'll be cool beside Jay-Z For every single die hard fan who embraced me I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment that he placed me Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me In the neighborhood daily, they jumped and chased me It only made me what I am today, see Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me You ain't gonna make or break me Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening Cuz sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the nuts you've been saving to say to me You had all this time to think about it Now don't girl thingy out and try to wimp out, face me Cuz I've been patiently waiting for the day That we finally meet in the same place to see
[Chorus x2 - Nate Dogg] No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many emcees I end up Ooh ooh, it's never enough
[50 Cent] My flow's untouchable now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics You go say the wrong nuts and get your face split The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it The spot my talk, it blaze a direct hit Graze it, your peace talk, save it You nuts sounds dated, you're overrated I'm obligated to study your moves then crush you mutherf**kers If I'm the best and the worst, then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention boy? I spit nuts, slick nuts, so quick you miss it To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic My music is a drug, press play, you ain't gotta sniff it Chew it or pop it, roll a bag of the chocolate Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it When it's hot, it's hot Your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
[Chorus x2] Never Enough Eminem You ain't gonna make or break me Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening Cuz sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the nuts you've been saving to say to me You had all this time to think about it Now don't girl thingy out and try to wimp out, face me Cuz I've been patiently waiting for the day That we finally meet in the same place to see
[Chorus x2 - Nate Dogg] No matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many emcees I end up Ooh ooh, it's never enough
[50 Cent] My flow's untouchable now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics You go say the wrong nuts and get your face split The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it The spot my talk, it blaze a direct hit Graze it, your peace talk, save it You nuts sounds dated, you're overrated I'm obligated to study your moves then crush you mutherf**kers If I'm the best and the worst, then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention boy? I spit nuts, slick nuts, so quick you miss it To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic My music is a drug, press play, you ain't gotta sniff it Chew it or pop it, roll a bag of the chocolate Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it When it's hot, it's hot Your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
[Chorus x2] Never Enough Eminem ees I end up Ooh ooh, it's never enough
[50 Cent] My flow's untouchable now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics You go say the wrong nuts and get your face split The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it The spot my talk, it blaze a direct hit Graze it, your peace talk, save it You nuts sounds dated, you're overrated I'm obligated to study your moves then crush you mutherf**kers If I'm the best and the worst, then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention boy? I spit nuts, slick nuts, so quick you miss it To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic My music is a drug, press play, you ain't gotta sniff it Chew it or pop it, roll a bag of the chocolate Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it When it's hot, it's hot Your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
[Chorus x2] [/shadow][/glow]
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Laayla
Newbie Punk
I GOD d**n LOVE YOU EMINEM.
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Post by Laayla on Apr 1, 2005 23:30:29 GMT -5
My favorite lyrics from Eminem is from his song Rock Bottom:
"Rock Bottom"
A-yo! This song is dedicated to all the happy people All the happy people who have real nice lives And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as f**k
[Verse One:]
I feel like I'm walking a tight rope, without a circus net I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged Full of venom and rage Especially when I'm engaged And my daughter's down to her last diaper That's got I disagree hyper I pray that god answers, maybe I'll ask nicer Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders These overnight stars becoming autograph signers We'll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us Along with the small fry's and average half pinters While playa haters turn pregnant dog like they have girl thingys Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless Snakes slither in the grass spineless
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
That's Rock Bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's Rock Bottom When you want something bad enough you'll steal That's Rock Bottom When you feel you have had it up to here Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear
[Verse Two:]
My life is full of empty promises And broken dreams I'm hoping things will look up But there ain't no job openings I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day But f**k it, if you know the rules to the game play Cause when we die we know were all going the same way It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan When all you need is bucks to be the man Plus a luxury sedan Too comfortable and roomy in a six They threw me in the mix With all these gloomy lunatics Walk around depressed And smoke a pound of ses a day And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play Live half my life and throw the rest away
[Chorus]
There's people that love me and people that hate me But it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame That Means I'll end up burning in hell scorching in flames That means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your name Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom I got problems now everybody on my blocks got 'em I'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'em And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em? Cause I never went gold of one song I'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn
[Chorus]
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Post by iloveeminem on Apr 12, 2005 15:53:42 GMT -5
I like Super Man ;D
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