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Eminem – When The Music Stops


[Bizzare:]
[Echo]
Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference
But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids
Sike!

[Eminem:]
If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show love
Or would it matter
Can never be the lead-off batter of things
Shit for me to feed off
I'm see-saw battling
But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? a joke? you smoking crack?
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back
I get up 'for I get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack shit out
I'm trying-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark
You all steady trying to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothing but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shooting I'm just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish, leap
You're slim, you're gonna let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape with that
Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap,
This is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops

[Swift:]
There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you would've tried
The only way I'm leaving this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessey,
Got drunk then I finished he
I'm every niggas favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef
I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark diligently
I'm not what you think
I appear to be fucked up
Mentally endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
I murder you
Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgical
I'll allergic to dying, you think not? you got balls? We can see how large
When the music stops

[Kon Artist:]
I was happy having a deal at first,
Thought money would make me happy but
It only made my pain worst,
It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you dawg
When you ain't got nothing left but your word and your balls
And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends
Beggin' with they hands out
Checking for your record when its selling
When it ain't, that's the end, no laughs
No friends no girl
Just the gin you drink till you car spin you then
[Screech]
Damn!
[Crash]
U slam into the wall and you fall
Out the car, trying to crawl with one arm
About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops

[Kuniva:]
Let's see how many of your men loyal,
When I pull up looking for you,
With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust your head would just explode
With red stuff I'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how you shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you
Niggas, if I was you niggas, I'll run while given the chance
Understand I can enchance the spirit of man
Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that really
Irks me, you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk
Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark
Hug the floor while we plan tug-o-war with your life, fuck the tour and the mic
I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like
You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga your a gonna at night

When The Music Stops

[Proof:]
Instigators, turn pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors
You all don't want war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like woof
Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in like reindeer hoofs
Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose
The more you all breach, the more I moves
This hill street, this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (nigga)
Or make the news betcha all you all move
When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop

[Bizzare:]
Music's changed my life in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the bells
NWA said fuck the police
Now I'm in jail
93 was strictly R&B
Fucked up hair cut
Listen to Jodeci
Michael Jackson, who gonna tell me I ain't Mike
Ass cheeks painted white
Fucking Presilla at night
Flying down sunset smoking crack
Transvestite in the front
Eddi Murphy in the back
MOP had me grindy and griddy
Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue
And grew some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them bowls
Now I'm in the hospital
Broken nose and a fractured elbow
Voices in my head, I'm going in shock,
I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops

[Bang]

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Eminem – Same Song & Dance


Yo... Same song and dance Damn girl, everywhere I go Same song and dance
I like the way you move! All over the globe Same song and dance Something about it man
Same song and dance In the Pale Moonlight Yo...

I'm lookin' at ya, yeah girl Your kind of tookin' back by The whole rapper thing aren't ya?
Probably thinkin' you'll get slapped so dang hard ya Won't even be able to stand up straight, aren't ya?
Couple rape charges, people think you're a monster
The police constantly buggin' ya non-stop I walk up on ya, well hello Tonya
I think ya got your OnStar button inside your car stuck.
You outta gas, do you gotta flat?
I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundromat I got your back
Why don't you put your laundry basket in the back
And sit up front, not askin' it's a trap
You just got jacked and body snatched and it's a rap
In broad day, with no mask for this attack I heard 'em say, exact opposites attract
If that's a fact, it'll take task force to get ya back
C'mon

Yeah baby, do that dance It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl shake that ass You ain't ever gonna break that glass
The windshields too strong for you I said yeah baby, sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You sexy little thing Show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
Same song and dance...

The first victim I had, she was a big one Big movie star, a party girl, big fun
She was the girl the media always picked on In and out of rehab, every 4 to 6 months
She was always known for little pranks and slick stunts
And Nickelodeon flashed her little kids once
What an event it was,
I was sitting in front I was hooked in it the first glimpse of them buns
Seen her back stage now here's where I come in son
Look here she comes I better pull out the big guns
Hello Lindsay, you're looking a little thin hun
How bout a ride to rehab, get in cunt
Starting off on the wrong foot is what I didn't want
Girl I'm just kidding let me start over again hun
See what I meant was, we should have a little intervention
Come with me to Brighton, let me relieve your tension
You little Wench ya, murder wasn't my intention If I wanted to kill you it would of already been done
Slowly she gets in and I begin to lynch her With sixty-six inches of extension... cord.

Yeah baby, do that dance It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl shake that ass You ain't ever gonna break that glass
The windshields too strong for you I said yeah baby, sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You sexy little thing Show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? Same song and dance...

My second victim was even bigger then the first
Pop star, icon, the whole works
She played a little schoolgirl when she first burst
Upon the scene and seen that the world was hers
She twirls and turns and flirts in skirts so bad it hurts
It irked me and made me mad at first I lashed out through my songs but what was really going on
Was that I had developed a crush I just didn't know how to tell it to her...
Should I cut off one of my ears and mail it to her?
Send her pictures of my collections of skeletons of, footage of me impaling myself on an elephant tusk?
We'll settle this once and for all, I'mma tell her at dusk Tonight, tonight is the night and tell her I must
Creep up, to her mansion in stilettos and just climb the gate and ring the bell like hello my love,
I just picked your prescription for Seroquel up!
Now would you like to share a pill or two with me?
I'll share my valium with you cause I'm feelin you Britney!
I'll trade you a blue one for a pink one Ever since a schoolgirl juvenile delinquent
I've been feeling you ooh ooh girl you sexy little gal you
Hold that pill any longer it'll get sentimental value
Come-on toots, give me the valium alleyoop...
I'll slam dunk it in your mouth til you puke
And just as soon you pass out in your alphabet soup I'm 'bout to, make a new outfit out of you
New outfit? Shit I'll make a suit out of you
Shoot! Now show me how you move baby do how well ya do

Yeah baby, do that dance
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl shake that ass
You ain't ever gonna break that glass
The windshields too strong for you I said yeah baby, sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You sexy little thing
Show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
Same song and dance...

Same kickin' and screamin' same cryin' and sobbin' Same song and dance...
Same diggin' and pleadin' same yellin' and bleedin' Same song and dance
Yeah Same song and dance know Same song and dance

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