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ÊàÐèÐàÍ ÷ÎðÀï™ MaRilyn MaNson 4ever
Áðîé ìíåíèÿ : 669 Registration date : 02.01.2007
| Çàãëàâèå: Lyrics Ñðÿ ßíó 03, 2007 10:00 am | |
| Òóê ïóñêàéòå òåêñòîâå íà ïåñíè íà Åìèíåì Åòî îò ìåí: You Don't know Shady.....Yeah.....
[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 Hpnotiq, Hennessy, a couple shots of Patron I have ya feeling aight, I get ya high as a kite Party-poppin shawty says she coming with me tonight I aint shoulda’ leanin’, I aint snapping and popping either I’m bopping my head or 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 and movie 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 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 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 see 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?
[Outro - Tony Yayo] You know what this is.. Shady.. G-Unit.. Aftermath.. Lloyd Banks.. Cashis.. Marshall Mathers.. Ferrari F-50.. Its a movement.. You can't stop it.. Talk Of New York, Tony Yayo.. Go....... | |
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| Çàãëàâèå: Re: Lyrics Ñðÿ ßíó 03, 2007 1:06 pm | |
| Eminem - Slim Shady
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 "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 But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope 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)
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 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 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 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 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 2X
[Eminem] Ha ha Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up
Eminem - When I'm Gone
[Introduction] Yeah... It's my life... My own words I guess...
[Verse 1] Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for? Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for? When they know they're your heart And you know you were their armour And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm 'her But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you? And everything you stand for, turns on you, despite you? What happens when you become the main source of her pain? "Daddy look what I made", Dad's gotta go catch a plane "Daddy where's Mommy? I can't find Mommy where is she?" I don't know go play Hailie, baby, your Daddy's busy Daddy's writing a song, this song ain't gonna write itself I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image of her That's Slim Shady, yeah baby, Slim Shady's crazy Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby...
[Chorus] And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back...
[Verse 2] I keep having this dream, I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing She keeps screaming, she don't want me to sing "You're making Mommy cry, why? Why is Mommy crying?" Baby, Daddy ain't leaving no more, "Daddy you're lying "You always say that, you always say this is the last time "But you ain't leaving no more, Daddy you're mine" She's piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it "Daddy please, Daddy don't leave, Daddy - no stop it!" Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket It's got a picture, "this'll keep you safe Daddy, take it withcha'" I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror These fuckin' walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear 'em They're saying "You've got one more chance to do right" - and it's tonight Now go out there and show that you love 'em before it's too late And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door It's turns to a stage, they're gone, and this spotlight is on And I'm singing...
[Chorus] And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back...
[Verse 3] Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at my feet I take a bow and thank you all for coming out They're screaming so loud, I take one last look at the crowd I glance down, I don't believe what I'm seeing "Daddy it's me, help Mommy, her wrists are bleeding," But baby we're in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden? "I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren't leavin' "You lied to me Dad, and now you make Mommy sad "And I bought you this coin, it says 'Number One Dad' "That's all I wanted, I just want to give you this coin "I get the point - fine, me and Mommy are going" But baby wait, "it's too late Dad, you made the choice "Now go out there and show 'em that you love 'em more than us" That's what they want, they want you Marshall, they keep.. screamin' your name It's no wonder you can't go to sleep, just take another pill Yeah, I bet you you will. You rap about it, yeah, word, k-keep it real I hear applause, all this time I couldn't see How could it be, that the curtain is closing on me I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it Put it to my brain and scream "die Shady" and pop it The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes That's when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin', there's birds singin' It's Spring and Hailie's outside swinging, I walk right up to Kim and kiss her Tell her I miss her, Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister Almost as if to say..
[Chorus/Outro] And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back... | |
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Áðîé ìíåíèÿ : 196 Age : 31 Localisation : In your mind..... Registration date : 03.01.2007
| Çàãëàâèå: Re: Lyrics Íåä ßíó 07, 2007 11:36 am | |
| In my mind I'm a fighter, my hearts a lighter My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it brighter But arsenic writer, often with arth-er-itis Carpel-tunnel, Marshal with start shit-itis Hard-headed and hot-headed Bull-headed and pig-headed Dick-headed a brick, a big headache I'm sick Quick with it for every lyric spit it There are 6 critics who wait, for me to slip with it So quit this dynamite stick, bury the wick Its gonna ex-plode any minute, someone will tick Lit it and its not Nelly, do not tell me to stop yelling When I stop selling ill quit so, stop dwelling I am not failing, you fuckers are not ready Cuz I got jelly, like (jizzin?) on your pot belly This is destiny, yes money I'm off running, so get off of me I'm not slowing the softening
No apologies, nah suckers I'm not sorry You can all sue me; y'all could be the cause of me No apologies, y'all feeling the force of me No remorse for me, like there was no recourse (nah) for me No apologies, not even acknowledging you at all Till I get a call that God's coming No apologies, laugh fuckers, its all funny I can spit in your face while you're standing across from me No apologies
My head hits the pillow, a weeping willow I can't sleep, a pain so deep it bellows But these cellos, help just to keep me mellow Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows I'm hunched over emotion just flows over These cold shoulders are both frozen You don't know me I keep saying it, I can't stress it enough So keep playing it, and stand next to the subs I choke mics like affixation When I'm strangling my own throat masturbating Fuck yeah I'm a basket case And I mastered this rap shit till my ass gets wasted Till my assassination, till I'm slain cuz of some fags infatuation .44 Mag's fascination a taste for disaster and if that's the case then
No apologies, nah suckers I'm not sorry You can all sue me; y'all could be the cause of me No apologies, y'all feeling the force of me No remorse for me, like there was no recourse (nah) for me No apologies, not even acknowledging you at all Till I get a call that God's coming No apologies, laugh fuckers it's all funny I could spit in your face while you're standing across from me No apologies
This song isn't for you it's for me A true MC, it's what I do Just to see if he still has it And if his skills mastered He's able to spill raps long after he's killed that's a Real MC got you feeling me Whether willing or unwillingly, you still agree As long as there's still this hunger, and will in me Then expect a longer life expectancy I'd be a savage beast if I ain't had this outlet to salvage me Inside, I'd be exploding soaked in self loathing And mourning so I'm warning you don't coax me It's silly, but really its sheep in wolves clothing Who only reacts when he gets pushed don't we Fool, the press blows up this whole thing It's stupid, they don't know cuz they don't see That I'm wounded, all they did was ballooned it I'm sick of talking bout these tattoos Cartoon did That's why I tuned it OUT I'm sick of duking They can suck my dick while I'm puking, and you too you can
Expect no sympathy from me I'm an MC, this is how I'm supposed to be Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don't even beat So expect no apologies Expect no sympathy from me I'm an MC, this is how I'm supposed to be Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don't even beat So expect no apologies | |
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