Eminem - The Eminem Show
Artist Name: Eminem
Album Title: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap
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Track Title Time Size (k)
1. Curtains Up (Skit) 00:32 649
2. White America 05:27 6407
3. Business 04:14 4986
4. Cleanin Out My Closet 05:00 5887
5. Square Dance 05:26 6393
6. The Kiss (Skit) 01:18 1551
7. Soldier 03:48 4488
8. Say Goodbye Hollywood 04:35 5399
9. Drips 04:48 5650
10. Without Me 04:52 5741
11. Paul Rosenberg (Skit) 00:25 511
12. Sing For The Moment 05:42 6703
13. Superman 05:52 6914
14. Hailies Song 05:23 6332
15. Steve Berman (Skit) 00:35 714
16. When the Music Stops 04:31 5325
17. Say What You Say 05:12 6123
18. Till I Collapse 05:00 5887
19. My Dads Gone Crazy 04:29 5286
20. Curtains Close 01:02 1237

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1. Curtains Up (Skit) (Eminem - 01 - Curtains Up (Skit).mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 00:32
Size: 649 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Lyrics:
Eminem - Curtains Close

[Eminem]
Is this thing on?
Where'd everybody go?
Guess who's back?
Back againÖ.
Ken is back, tell someÖmen

Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my backÖ.
EhÖ.WaitÖ..Hello?
EhÖ..Goodnight


2. White America (Eminem - 02 - White America.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 05:27
Size: 6407 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Lyrics:
Eminem - White America

[Intro]
America!! Hahaha! We love you!
How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours?
The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect
The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech
the United States government has sworn to uphold..
(Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song) .. or so we're told

[Eminem]
I never woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see
so many motherfuckin people, who feel like me
Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs
It's like a fuckin ARMY marchin in back of me
So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed
in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays
And straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays
'til it stays stuck in your head, for days and days
Who woulda thought; standin in this mirror bleachin my hair
with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear
that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this?
How could I predict my words would have an impact like this?
I must've struck a chord with somebody up in the office
Cause Congress keep tellin me, I ain't causin nuthin but problems
And now they're sayin I'm in trouble with the government - I'm lovin it!
I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumpin it on

[Chorus 2X: Eminem]
White America! I could be one of your kids
White America! Little Eric looks just like this
White America! Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL; look how many hugs I get!

[Eminem]
Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself
If they were brown Shady lose, Shady sits on the shelf
But Shady's cute, Shady knew Shady's dimples would help
Make ladies swoon baby (ooh baby!) Look at my sales
Let's do the math - if I was black, I woulda sold half
I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that
But I could rap, so fuck school, I'm too cool to go back
Gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin studio's at
When I was underground, no one gave a fuck I was white
No labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up I was like
Fuck it - until I met Dre, the only one to look past
Gave me a chance aand I lit a FIRE up under his ass


3. Business (Eminem - 03 - Business.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 04:14
Size: 4986 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Lyrics:
Eminem - Business

[Dr. Dre] Marshall! Sounds like an S.O.S.
[Mathers] Holy wack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fuckin right!!
[Dr. Dre] To the Rapmobile - let's go!

(Marshall! Marshall!)

[Eminem]
Bitches and gentlemen! It's SHOWTIME!
Hurry hurry, step right up!
Introducin the star of our show.. his name is..
(Marshall!)
You wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world right now
So without further adieux, I bring to you
(Marshall!)

[Eminem]
You bout to witness, hip-hop in its most purest
more rawest form, flow almost flawless
Most hardest, most honest known artist
Chip off the old block, but oh Doc is BACK
Looks like Batman brought his own Robin
Oh God, Saddam's got his own Laden
With his own private plane, his own pilot
Set to blow college dorm rooms doors off the hinges
oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes
(*chainsaw sound*} VROOM VROOM! Yeah, here I come
I'm inches, away from you, dear fear none
Hip-Hop is in a state of nine-one-one so..

[Chorus 2X: Eminem]
Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around, what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
on these clowns; can I get a witness? (HELL YEAH!)

[Eminem]
Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles
Gee wilikers Dre, "Holy bat syllables!"
Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham
when I'm gone, time to get rid of these rap criminals
So skip to your lou while I do what I do best
You ain't even impressed no more; you're used to it
Flows too wet, nobody close to it
Nobody says it but still everybody knows the shit
The most hated on out of all those who say they get hated on
in eighty songs and exaggerate it all so much

they make it all up, there's no such thing
Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans
It just means so much more to so much more
people when you're rappin and you know what for
The show must go on; so I'd like to welcome y'all
to Marshall and Andre's car-ni-val, c'mon! Now

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
It's just like old times, the Dynamic Duo
Two old friends, why panic? You already know
who's fully capable, the two caped heroes
Dial straight down the center, eight-zero-zero
You can even call collect, the most feared duet
since me and Elton, played career Russian Roulette
And never even see me blink or get to bustin a sweat
People steppin over people just to rush to the set
just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely
Ease over these beats and be so breezy
Jesus how can shit be so easy?
How can one Chandra be so Levy?
Turn on these beats, MC's don't see me
Believe me; BET and MTV
are gonna grieve when we leave dog, fo' sheezy
Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me
'til we grow beards, get weird and disappear
into the mountains - nothin but clowns down here
But we, ain't fuckin around round here
Yo Dre (whattup?) Can I get hell..? (HELL YEAH!) Now

[Chorus]

[Outro]
So there you have it folks (Marshall!) has come to save the day
Back with his friend Andre, here to remind you that bullshit does not pay
Because (Marshall!) and Andre are here to stay
and never go away, until our dying day
Until we're old and grey (Marshall!)
So until next time friends, same blonde hair, same rap channel
Good night everyone, thank you for coming
Your host for the evening (Marshall!)
Oh! Heh


4. Cleanin Out My Closet (Eminem - 04 - Cleanin Out My Closet.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 05:00
Size: 5887 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Lyrics:
Eminem, "CLEANIN OUT MY CLOSET"
Album: The Eminem Show

Intro:
Where's my snare?
I have no snare on my headphones
There you go
Yeah
Yo yo

Verse #1
Have you ever been hated, or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and demostrated against
Picket signs for my wickid rhymes, look at the times
Sick of this mind, of the mother fucking kid that's behind
All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just blow em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning, and taking names in the evening
Leaving with the taste of sour with viniger in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I betcha prolly sick of me now
Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now

Chorus x2
I'm sorry mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet
One More Time

I'm sorry mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet
Ha!

Verse #2
I got some skeletons in my closet
And I dont know if no one knows it
So before they throw 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 selling CD
I was a baby maybe I was just a couple of months
My faggot father must've had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
No I don't, on second thought I just fucking wished he would die
I look at Hailey, and I couldn't picture leaving her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grin my teeth and I try to make it work
With her atleast 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 the bullets outta that gun
Cause I'd of killed em, shit I would've shot Kim and them both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show

Chorus x2

Verse #3
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissing
But put yourself in my position, just try to invision
Witnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen
bitching that someone's always going through her purse when shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, victim of munchasen 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 your stomach, doesn't it?
Wasn't it the reason you made a CD for me, ma?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma?
But guess what, your getting 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 wont even be at your funeral *hahaha*
See what hurts me the most, is you wont admit you was wrong
Bitch, do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mum
But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking 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

Chorus x2


5. Square Dance (Eminem - 05 - Square Dance.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 05:26
Size: 6393 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Lyrics:
Eminem, "Square Dance"
Album: The Eminem Show

Intro:
People! *Echos*
Get ready!
It feels so good to be back!
Ladies and gentleman
Introducing the new me
Improved youth
No fool

Verse #1
Never been too type to bend or budge
The wrong button to push, no friend, no bush
I'm the centerpiece, you're a mortice, i'm a pitbull off his leash
All this peace-talkin cease
All these people i had to leave in limbo
I'm back now and i've come to release this info
I'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple
Cannabitch, don't want no beef with slim, NOO!
Not even on my radar
So won't you please jump off my dick, lay off and stay off
and follow me cos i put these crayons to chaos
from seance to seance.

Chorus 2x:
So come on down
So get on down
Doh si doh now
Dont have a good plan
Dont be scerrrd (scared), cuz therrr (there) ain't nuttin' to werrr (worry) 'bout
Let your hair down
Square dance

Verse #2:
Let your hair down to the track, yeh, keep goin back (BOO!)
The boogie-monster of rap, yeh, the man's back!
With a plan to ambush this bush administration
Moosh the senate's facin', push this generation
O' kids to stand and fight for the right to say somethin'
You might not like, this white hot light that im under
No wonder i look so sunburnt,
Oh no, i won't leave no stone unturned
Oh no, i won't leave one goin' nowhere
Doh-si-soh oh! yo! ho! hello there!
Oh yeh! don't think i won't go there
Go to beyreuth and do a show there
Yeh you laugh til your motherfuckin' ass gets drafted
When you're in bed here thinkin' the draft cant happen
'Til you fuck around gettin anthrax napkin
Inside a package wrapped in sarandrap wrappin'
Open the plastic, and then you stand back gaspin'
Fuckin' assassins hijackin' anthrax crashin'
All this terror, america demands action
Next thing you know, you've got uncle sam's ass askin'
To join our army, or what you do for their navy
You just a baby gettin' recruited at 18
You're on a plane now eatin' that food and that baked beans
I'm 28, they gon take you 'fore they take me
Crazy insane or insane crazy?
When i say hussein, you say shady!
My views ain't changed to lean humane way for
Rain 2 days late, the date's today
Hey team!

Chorus 2x:

Verse #3
Nothing moves me more than a groove that suits me
Nothing suits me more than a groove that boosts me
Nothing boosts me more or suites me beautifully
There's nothing you can do to me, stab me, shoot me
Physcotic hypnotic product I gotta take antibotic
Ain't nobody hotter and so on and yada yada
Gotta talk alot of hum-hei-la-da-da-der
Oochie walla-walla-mmm-de-da-da but you gotta gotta
Keep moving there's more music to make
Keep making new shit, produce hits to break
The monotony whats gotten into me?
Drugs, rock and hennesey, thug like I'm 'Pac on my enemies
On your knees, got you under siege
Somebody you would give a lung to be
Hungry like a fucking younger me
Fuck the fee, I can get you jumped for free
Yeah, buddy, laugh is funny, I have the money
To have you killed by somebody who has nothing
I'm past bluffing, pass the KY
Lets get ready for some intense serious ass fucking

Chorus 2x

Outro:
Dr Dre wants to square dance with me
Nasty nas wants to square dance with me
X to the Z wants to square dance with me
Busta Rhymes wants to square dance with me
Cannabitch won't square dance with me
Cannabitch won't square dance with me
Canibus dont want no parts o' me
Dirty Dozen wants to square dance with me
Yeeeeha!


6. The Kiss (Skit) (Eminem - 06 - The Kiss (Skit).mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 01:18
Size: 1551 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:The Kiss (skit)

[Eminem:]
I'm gonna kill this bitch
Im'a kill him
I'm going to fucking jail
Cuz im gonna kill this bitch

[Dave:]
Yo man

[Eminem:]
What

[Dave:]
I dont know
I gotta realy really bad feelin about this

[Eminem:]
Man would u shut the fuck up dave you always gotta bad feelin man
Thats her car right there

[Dave:]
Aight let me park

[Eminem:]
Just park

[Dave:]
Im parkin!

[Eminem:]
Turn the car off dogg

[Dave:]
Aight

[Eminem:]
Aight we wait

[Dave:]
We wait for what

[Eminem:]
We wait till she comes out and then im gonna fuckin kill her

[Dave:]
Man you aint gonna kill no one
What the fuck did you bring that for

[Eminem:]
Man shut the fuck up dog
Just shutup, the fuckin clip is empty

[Dave:]
Man dont point that shit at me

[Eminem:]
Its not even loaded bitch, look

[Dave:]
Dude, god i fuckin hate it when you do that shit

[Eminem:]
Yea but its funny as fuck

[Dave:]
Muthafucka im gonna kill you one of these days i swear

[Eminem:]
Gets you everytime
Is that her?

[Dave:]
where?

[Eminem:]
Right there mothafucka

[Dave:]
Oohh yeah

[Eminem:]
Aight get down get down

[Dave:]
Fuck, what u doing to her?

[Eminem:]
Get Down!

[Dave:]
What the fuck you want me to get under the car?

[Eminem:]
Yo, who she walkin with

[Dave:]
How the fuck am i suppose to know, you told me to duck down

[Eminem:]
Its the fuckin bouncer
Did she just kiss him

[Dave:]
I dont think so

[Eminem:]
Dogg she just fucken kissed him

[Dave:]
No she didnt

[Eminem:]
Shes kissin him

[Dave:]
No shes not

[Eminem:] Gets out car

[Dave:]
Ohh shit

[Eminem:]
Come on

[Screaming & Running]


7. Soldier (Eminem - 07 - Soldier.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 03:48
Size: 4488 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:Soldier

I'm a soldier
I'm a soldier
Da da da da da dada
I'm a soldier
I'm a soldier
Yo

[Verse #1]
Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns
Never was a gangster, until I graduated into one
And got the rep of a villian, for weapon consealin'
Took the image of a thug kept shit appealing
Will it stick out my neck with respect if it meant life or death
Never lived to regret what I said
When your me, people just wanna see if its true
If it's you, what your saying in your raps what you do
So they feel, it's part of ya obligation of forefill
If they see you on the streets face to face are you for real?
The compitation ain't no compisation if you feel
Your in violation, any hesitation? it'll get you killed
If you feel it, kill it, you can conceal it, reveal it
Being reasonable will leave you full of bullets
Pull it, squeeze it, 'til its empty, tempt me, push me, pussies
I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze

[Chorus]
I'm a soldier
These shoulders hold up so much
They wont budge, I'll never fall or fold up
I'm a soldier
Even if my collar bones crush or crumble
I will never slip or stumble
I'm a soldier
These shoulders hold up so much
They wont budge, I'll never fall or fold up
I'm a soldier
Even if my collar bones crush or crumble
I will never stumble

[Verse #2]
I love pissing you off, it get's me off
Like my lawyers, when the fucking judge lets me off
All you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off
I'll violate, and all the motherfucking bet's be off
I'm a lit fuse, anything I do just gets news
Pistol whipping mother fucker bouncer 6'2"
Who needs bullets? As soon as I pull it

You sweat bullets and excellent that method to get rid of the next bully
It's actually better, cause instead of you murdering
You can heard of me come back, and again I kick dirt in them
Mr. pooring salt in your wounds, assault and get sued,
You can smuggle lawsuits as soon as I walks in the room
Everybody's hearts just stops, they call the cops
All you see is bitches coming out their halter tops
Running and ducking up at Hot Rock's parking lot
You'll all get shot, whether its your fault or not

[Chorus]

[Verse #3]
I spit it slow so these kids know that I'm talking to em
Give it back to these damn critics and sock it to em
I'm like a thug, with a little bit of 'Pac influence
I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rocking to it
You mother fuckers can never do it like I can do it
Don't even try, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it
Don't ever run your life trying to knock the truse
I spit the illest shit ever, could drive me to it
So tic and toc, listen as the sound ticks on the clock
Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on the cock
Listen to the sound of me spilling my heart through this pen
Mother fuckers know that I'll never be Marshall again
Full of controversy, until I retire my jearsey
'Til the fire inside dies and expires at 30
And Lord have mercy on anymore of these rappers that verse me
And put a curse on authorities, in the face of diversity

[Chorus]

Go left, go left, go left right left
Go left, go left, go left right left
Go left, go left, go left right left
Go left, go left, go left right left


8. Say Goodbye Hollywood (Eminem - 08 - Say Goodbye Hollywood.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 04:35
Size: 5399 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:Say Goodbye Hollywood

[Chorus:]
Say goodbye say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye say goodbye to Hollywood

[B/W Chorus:]
Hollywood
I Feel This Way

[Verse #1:]
I thought i had it all figured out i did
I thought i was tough enuff to stick it out with kim
But i wasnt tough enuff to juggle two things at once
I found myself planted on my knees in cuffs
Which shoulda been a reason enuff for me to get my stuff and just leave
How come i couldnt just see this shit myself its me
Nobody coulda seen this shit i felt
Knowin' damn well she wasn't gonna be there when i fell
To catch me the minute she was seen she just bailed
Im standin and swingin on like 30 people by myself
I couldnt even see the millimeter when it fell
Turned around saw Gary stashin' a heater in his belt
Saw the bouncers rush him and beat him to the ground
I just sold 2 million records i dont need to go to jail
Im not about to lose my freedom over no female
I need to slow down, tryna get my feet on solid ground
So for now

[Chorus:]

[Verse #2:]
Bury my face in comic books, cuz i dont wanna look
And nothing in this world is too much
I swallowed all i could
If I could swallow a bottle of tylonol i would
And hit it for good and say good bye to Hollywood
I prolly should cuz these problems are piled all at once
Cuz everything that bothers me i got all bottled up
I think im bottoming out but im not about to give up
I gotta get up, thank god i got a little girl
Now im a responsible father so not alotta good

I'd be to my daughter layin in the bottom of the mud
Must be in my blood cuz i dont know how to do it
All i know is that I dont want her following in the footsteps
Of my dad cuz i hate him so bad
Worst feeling i had was growing up to be like his fuckin ass
Man if you could understand why I am the way that I am
What do I say to my fans when I tell em

[Chorus:]

[Verse #3:]
I dont wanna quit
This shit, it feels like this is it
For me to have this much i feel like this is it
This is not a game this fame the real life is as sick
Publicity my ass, consume my fuckin dick
Fuck the guns, im done ill never look at gats
If i scrap, ima scrap it like i never wooped some ass
I love my fans but no one ever puts a grasp on the fact
That I sacrificed everything I had
I never dreamt i'd get to the level that im at
This is wack, this is more then I ever coulda asked
Everywhere I go I had a sweater, hood or mask
What about math? how come I wasnt never good at that
Its like the boy in a bubble who never could adapt I'm trapped
If I could go back, I never woulda rapped
I sold my soul to the devil, ill never get it back
I just wanna leave this game with level head intact
Imagine going from bein' no one and seein everything blow up
And all you did was grow up mceein'
Its fuckin crazy, all I wanted was to give Hailey the life i never had
I've forced us to live alienated, so i'm sayin:

[Chorus:]

[Outro:]
[Faint Talking In Background]
Goodbye
Goodbye Hollywood
Please dont cry for me
When im gone for good
So, goodbye
Goodbye Hollywood
Please dont cry for me
When I'm gone for good


9. Drips (Eminem - 09 - Drips.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 04:48
Size: 5650 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:Drips

[Intro:]
[Eminem:]
Obie, Yo?

[Obie Trice:]
I'm sick

[Eminem:]
Damn, you straight dogg?

[Obie Trice - B/W Chorus]
[Coughing]
Bitches
Getting sick

[Chorus:]
That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
All these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be getting sick
That's how dicks' be getting drips
Falling victim's to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fucking chickens with no ribs
That's why I aint got no time

[Obie Trice:]
Yo, I woke up, fucked up off the liquor I drunk
I hadda bag of tha skunk, one and last night's tunk
Pussy residue was on my penis, Denise, from the Cleaners
Fucked me good, you should've seen us
Big booty bitch, switch unbearable, french role styling, body like a stallion
Sizing up the figure, while my shit getting bigger
Debating on to fuck her, do I wanna be a nigga
Caressing this bitch, plus I'm checking out them tits
Sipping on that fine shit, I ain't use to buying
I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
Like taking ho's money, but that's another story
For surely your pussy on toast, after we toast
Our clothes fell like Bishop and Juice
The womb beater, clean pussy eater, inserting my john
In that spot hotter than the hottest block, don't stop!
Response I got when I was knocking it
Clocks steading ticking, kinky finger licking
The cannon, seen us at my temple when she moans
I gotta slow down before I cum soon
And work that nigga, like a slave owner
When I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to bone her
She foaming at the lips, the ones between the hips
Pubic hair's looking like some sour cream dip
Without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though
Pussy tighter than conditions of his black folks
Being a vinyl stretched, the last part of sex
I bust a fat ass nut - then I woke up next
Like, what the fuck is going on here?
This bitch evapourated, pussy and all just picked up and vaccated
And now I'm frustrated cause my dick was unprotected
And doctor Wesley telling me I ain't really got that shit
Fuck

[Chorus:]

[Eminem:]
Now I don't wanna hit no women when this chicks got it coming
Someone better get this bitch before she gets kicked in the stomach
And she's pregnant, but she's egging me on, begging me to throw her
Off the steps on this porch, my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But why's she shoving me for? Doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she hugging me four minutes ago at the door?
Man I'm this close to going toe to toe with this whore
What would you do if she was telling you she wants a divorce
She's having another baby in a month and it's yours
And you found it isn't cause this bitch has been visiting
Someone else and sucking his dick and kissing you on the lips
When you get back to Michigan, Now the plot has thickend 'n worse
Cause you feel like you've been sticking your fucking dick in a hurse
So your paranoid at every little cold that you get
Ever since they sold you this shit, you've been holding your dick
So you goto the clinic, sweating every minute your in it
Then the doctor comes out looking like Dennis the Menace *hahahaha*
And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby, it's aids
He ain't even gotta to call in you the office to say it
So you jet back home, cause you gone get that ho
And when you see her, you're gonna bend her fucking neck back yo
Cause you love her, you never would've expect that blow
Obie told you to scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe this bitch works at the Cleaner's
Bringing me home diseases swinging from Obie's penis
She's so deceaving, shit this ho's a genious
She gee'd us

[Chorus:]

[Outro:]
[Eminem:]
"I'm busy!"

[Obie Trice:]
Yeah, fuck these bitches

[Eminem:]
Fuck em all"

[Obie Trice:]
Get money

[Eminem:]
Ha!

[Obie Trice:]
Shady Records

[Eminem:]
Woow!

[Obie Trice:]
Obie Trice
Eminem mother fucker
[Hissing sounds]
New millenium shit
Yeah
Turn this shit off
Turn this shit the fuck off


10. Without Me (Eminem - 10 - Without Me.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 04:52
Size: 5741 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:Without Me
Title:Without Me

"Obie Trice, Real Name No Gimmicks..."

Two trailer park girls go round the outside,
round the outside, round the outside.
Two trailer park girls go round the outside,
round the outside, round the outside.

"Ooooohhhhh!"

Guess who's back, back again
Shady's back, tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's back,
guess who's back, guess who's back,
guess who's back, guess who's back,
guess who's back...

I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to
See Marshall no more they want Shady
I'm chopped liver
Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of me mixed with some hard liquor
Some vodka that will jumpstart my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the Dr. when I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table while he's operating "Hey"
You waited this long to stop debating
Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I know you got a job Ms. Cheney
But your husbands heart problem is complicated
So the FCC won't let me be
Or let me be me so let me see
They tried to shut me down on MTV
But it feels so empty without me
So come on dip, bum on your lips
jump back, jiggle her hip and wiggle a bit
And get ready cuz this is about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuits, "_uck you Debbie!"

Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis
They start feeling like prison is helpless,
Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "b*tch"
A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution,
Pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me just revel and bask,
In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass
And it's a disaster such a catastrophe
For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me?
Well I'm back (*Batman Noise*) fix your bent antenna
Tune it in and then I'm gonna enter
Into the front of your skin like a splinter
The center of attention back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling
Infesting in your kids ears and nesting
Testing "Attention Please"
Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me

Here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free
A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me?

Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

A tisk-it a task-it,
I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this & that sh_t
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked
Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards,
And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie,
You 36 year old bald headed scared ____ me
You don't know me, you're too old
Let go, it's over, nobody listens to techno
Now lets go, just give me the signal
I will be there with a whole list full of new insults
I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol
But sometimes man it just seems,
Everybody only wants to discuss me
So this means I'm disgusting,
But its just me I'm just obscene
Though I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley,
To do Black Music so selfishly
And use it to get myself wealthy (Hey)
There's a concept that works
20 million other white rappers emerge
But no matter how many fish in the sea
It'll be so empty without me

Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Cuz it feels so empty without me

Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la
Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la

"Kids!"


11. Paul Rosenberg (Skit) (Eminem - 11 - Paul Rosenberg (Skit).mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 00:25
Size: 511 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:Paul Rosenberg (skit)

Em, it's Paul.
Listen, Joel just called me and he said you're in the fucking back behind his studio,
shooting your gun off in the air like it's a shooting range.
I told you not to fucking bring your gun around, like an idiot, outside of your home.

You're gonna get yourself in trouble.
Don't bring your gun outside of your house you can't carry it on you.
Leave your fuckin gun at home.


12. Sing For The Moment (Eminem - 12 - Sing For The Moment.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 05:42
Size: 6703 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:Sing For The Moment

[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]

[Chorus Without Beat]

[Instrumental]


13. Superman (Eminem - 13 - Superman.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 05:52
Size: 6914 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Lyrics:
Eminem, "SUPERMAN"
Album: The Eminem Show

Dina Rea:
Mmmhh

Eminem:
You high baby?

Dina Rea:
Yeahh...

Eminem:
Yeah?

Dina Rea:
hahaha..Talk to me...

Eminem:
You want me to tell you somethin?

Dina Rea:
Uh huh...

Eminem:
I know what you wanna hear... 'Cuz I know you want me baby I think I want you too...

Dina Rea:
I think I love you baby...

Eminem:
I think I love you too...
I'm here to save you girl,
Come be in shady's world,
I wanna grow together,
Let's let our love unfurl.
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
come be in Shady's world...

Dina Rea:
oh boy you drive me crazy...

Eminem:
Bitch you make me hurl...

Eminem:
They call me Superman,
Leap tall hoes in a single bound,
I'm single now,
Got no ring on this finger now,
I'll never let another chick bring me down,
In a relationship, save it bitch, babysit? you make me sick,
Superman aint savin shit, girl you can jump on shady's dick,
Straight from the hip, cut to the chase,
I'll tell a mo'fuckin slut to her face,
Play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her face,
I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips, bitch why ask?
Kiss my dick, hit my cash, i'd rather have you whip my ass,
Don't put out? i'll put you out,
Won't get out? i'll push you out,
Puss blew out, copin shit,
Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out,
Am I too nice? buy you ice,
Bitch if you died, wouldn't buy you life,
What you tryin to be, my new wife?
What you Mariah? fly through twice,
But I do know one thing though,
Bitches they come, they go,
Saturday through sunday monday,
Monday through sunday yo,
Maybe i'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

Chorus:
'Cuz I can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
I can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Your superman, your superman...

Eminem:
Don't get me wrong,
I love these hoes,
It's no secret,
Everybody knows,
Can't we fuck?
Bitch so what?
That's about as far as your buddy goes,
We'll be friends,
I'll call you again,
I'll chase you around every bar you attend,
Never know what kind of car i'll be in,
*Woman Screaming*
We'll see how much you'll be partying then,
You don't want that,
Neither do I,
I don't wanna flip when I see you with guys,
Too much pride,
Between you and I,
Not a jealous man, but females lie,
But I guess that's just what sluts do,
How could it ever be just us two?
Never loved you enough to trust you,
We just met and I just fucked you,
But I do know one thing though,
Bitches they come they go,
Saturday through Sunday monday,
Monday through Sunday yo,
Maybe I'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
'Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

Eminem & Dina Rae Over Chorus 2x

Eminem:
I know you want me baby,
I think I want you too...

Dina Rea:
I think I love you baby...

Eminem:
I think I love you too,
I'm here to save you girl,
Come be in shady's world,
I wanna grow together,
Lets let our love unfurl,
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
Come be in shady's world...

Dina Rea:
Oh boy you drive me crazy...

Eminem:
Bitch you make me hurl.

Eminem:
First thing you said...

Eminem As Women:
I'm not phazed,
I hang around big stars all day,
I don't see what the big deal is anyway,
You're just plain ol' Marshall to me...

Eminem:
Ooh yeah girl run that game...

Eminem As Women:
Haily Jade...I love that name,
Love that tattoo...what's that say?
'rot in pieces' aww that's great...

Eminem:
First off you don't know Marshall,
Add also, don't grow partial,
That's ammo for my arsenal,
I'll snap you off that bar stool,
There goes another lawsuit,
Leave handprints all accross you,
Good lordy-wody you must be blown off that water bottle,
You want what you can't have,
Ooh girl that's too damn bad,
Don't touch what you can't grab,
End up with two back hands,
Put Anthrax on a Tampax and slap you till you can't stand,
Girl you just blew your chance,
Don't mean to ruin your plans,
But I do know one thing though,
Bitches they come they go,
Saturday through Sunday Monday,
Monday through Sunday yo,
Maybe I'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
'Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

Eminem & Dina Rae Over Chorus 2x

Eminem:
I know you want me baby,
I think I want you too...

Dina Rea:
I think I love you baby...

Eminem:
I think I love you too,
I'm here to save you girl,
Come be in Shady's world,
I wanna grow together,
Lets let our love unfurl,
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
Come be in shady's world...

Dina Rea:
Oh boy you drive me crazy...

Eminem:
Bitch you make me hurl.

Chorus 2x B/W Dina Rea Singing:


14. Hailies Song (Eminem - 14 - Hailies Song.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 05:23
Size: 6332 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:Hailie's Song

[Intro]
Yo
I can't sing it
I feel like singin
I wanna fucking sing
Cos i'm happy
Yeh, i'm happy
HaHa
I got my baby back
Yo, check it out

[Verse #1 Sung]
Some days i sit, staring out the window
Watchin' this world pass me by
Sometimes i think theres nothing to live for
I almost break down and cry

Somtimes i think i'm crazy
I'm crazy, oh so crazy
Why am i here, am i just wasting my time?

But then i see my baby
Suddenly i'm not crazy
It all makes sense when i look into her eyes

[Chorus]
Somtimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
Cos sometimes it feels like the world's almost over
But then she come back to me

[Verse #2 Sung]
My baby girl [hailey laughs] keeps gettin' older
I watch her grow up with pride
People make jokes, cos they don't understand me
They just dont see my real side

I act like shit, dont phase me,
Inside it drives me crazy
My insecurities could eat me alive

But then i see my baby
Suddenly i'm not crazy
It all makes sense when i look into her eyes

[Chorus]

[Verse #3 Rapped]
Yeh and if i could sing, i'd keep singing this song to my daughter
If i could hit the notes, i'd blow something as long as my father
To show her how i feel about her, how proud i am that i got 'er
God, im a daddy, im so glad that her mum didn't [censored] (abort her)

Now you prob'ly get this picture from my public persona
That i'm a pistol-packing drug-addict who bags on his momma,
But i wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest
Cos there's a lot of shit i keep bottled that hurts deep inside o' ma soul,

And just know that i grow colder the older i grow
This boulder on my shoulder that gets heavy and harder to hold
And this load is like the weight of the world
And i think my neck is breaking should i just give up
Or try to live up to these expectations? now look,
I love my daughter more than life in itself,
But i got a wife who's determined to make my life living hell
But i handle it well, given the circumstances i'm dealt
So many chances, man, it's too bad, coulda had someone else
But the years that i've wasted are nothing to the tears that ive tasted
So here's what im facin: 3 felonies, 6 years of probation
I've went to jail for this woman, i've been to bat for this woman
I've taken bats to people' backs, bent over backwards for this woman
Man, i shoulda seen it comin, why'd i stick my penis uppin?
Woulda ripped the pre-nup if i'd seen what she was fuckin
But fuck it, it's over, there's no more reason to cry no more
I got my baby, maybe the only lady that i adore, haley
So sayonara, try tomorra, nice to know ya
My baby's travelled back to the arms of her rightful owner
And suddenly it seems that my shoulder blades have just shifted
Its like the greatest gift you can get
The weight has been lifted

[Chorus]

[Outro - Spoken]
Woow!
I told you, i can't sing.
Oh well, i tried
Haley, remember when i said
If you ever need anything, daddy will be right there?
Well guess what, daddy's here.
And i ain't goin nowhere baby
I love you (kiss)


15. Steve Berman (Skit) (Eminem - 15 - Steve Berman (Skit).mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 00:35
Size: 714 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:Steve Berman (skit)

[Eminem] This muthafucka man...
[Berman] It's ridiculous! I can't believe it!! Hold on... Em...
[Eminem] What up?
[Berman] Have a seatÖDre, I'll call you back
[Eminem] What now???
[Berman] I don't even know where to start

[Eminem] Okay...
[Berman] I got the album from upstairs...
[Eminem] And...
[Berman] And this is BY FAR, THE MOST,...
[Gunshot]
Incredible thing... I've ever... heard...


16. When the Music Stops (Eminem - 16 - When the Music Stops.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 04:31
Size: 5325 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Lyrics:
Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title: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
Psyche!

[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 battlin
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 smokin 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 tryin-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark
Ya'll steady tryin to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shootin 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
Yo slim, you gonna let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him skate 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 woulda tried
The only way I'm leavin this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy,
Got drunk then I finished he
I'm every nigga's favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef
I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently
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 nigger 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'l allergic to dyin, 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 u see ur friends turn their back on u dawg
When u ain't got nothing left but ur word and ur balls
N ur stress full of cause
Of ur new friends they beggin with their hands out
Checking for ur record when its selling
When it aint, that's the end, no laughs

No friends no girl
Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then
[Screech]
Damn!
[Crash]
U slam into the wall and u 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 ur head would just explode
With red stuff i'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how u shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you
Niggars, if i was u 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
Hurts me, u 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 to the war with ur 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 ur a gonna at night

When The Music Stops

[Proof:]
Instigators, ?? pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbours
wrist to razors
Ya'll 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 ya'll breach, the more I moves
This hell street, this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (nigga)
Or make the news betcha all ya'll 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 RNB
Fucked up hair cut
Listen to Jodeci
Michael Jackson, who go tell me i'm 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]


17. Say What You Say (Eminem - 17 - Say What You Say.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 05:12
Size: 6123 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show *
Title:Say What You Say

feat. Dr. Dre
* B-Side of the first single; album tenatively scheduled for June 4th

[Dre] So I'm out the game huh?
[Em] Huh? {*echoes*} Yo Dre, WE RIDIN?
[Dre] Whatever!
[Em] Haha! Well I'm witcha homies
[Dre] Okay; let's handle the small shit

[Eminem]
I was born to brew up storms and stir up shit
Kick up dust, CUSS 'til I slur up spit
Grew up - too quick went through too much do too much shit
Corrupt, and I'm a pour it on like syrup bitch!
Thick and rich, sick and twisted, Mr. Buttersworth
Dre told me to milk the shit for what it's worth
'til the cow just tilts and tips and stumbles to earth
{*poof*} And if I fumble the verse, keep goin
First take, I make mistakes, just keep it
No punches pulled no punches that's weak shit
Fake shit, if I ever take shit I'll EAT shit
Wasn't for him, wouldn't be shit

[Dr. Dre]
Creep wit me, as we take a lil' trip down memory lane
Been here longer than anyone in the game
And I ain't got to lie about my age
(But what about Jermaine?) Fuck Jermaine!
He don't belong speakin mine or Timbaland's name
And don't think, I don't read
your lil' interviews, and see what you're sayin
I'm a giant, and I ain't gotta move 'til I'm provoked
When I see you I'ma step on you and not even know it
You midget, Mini-Me with a bunch of little Mini-Yous
runnin around your backyard swimmin pools
Over 80 million records sold
And I ain't have to do it with ten or eleven-year-olds

[Chorus 2X: Eminem]
Cause what you say is what you say, say what you say
how you say it whenever you sayin it, just remember
how you said it when you were sprayin it
So who you playin with huh.. huh.. huh.. huh?

[Eminem]
Second verse, it gets worse, it gets no better than this
Amateurs drink veteran piss
from a Dixie Cup, if you ever mix me up
or CONFUSE ME with a Canibus or Dre with a DUPRI!
We'll rub it in, every club you're in will have you
blackballed and make sure you never rap a-fuckin-gain
Dre ain't havin it; long as I'm here to play Devil's Advocate

[Dr. Dre]
If there was some magic shit
I could wave over the industry that could save it when I'm gone
and buried to make sure the tradition carries on, I would

[Eminem]
If I could only use this power for good

I wouldn't; not even if I could

[Dr. Dre]
From the hood and I'm a hornet
And I'ma only sting when I'm cornered

[Eminem]
And I'ma only sucka punch and swing without warning
And swing to knock somebody's fuckin head off
Cause I know if they get up I won't get a chance to let off
Another punch I'm punk rock, no one's punk
Don't give a FUCK! White 'Pac, so much spunk
When I was little I knew I would blow up and sell a mill'
and grow up, to be Atilla, go nuts and be a pillar

[Dr. Dre]
And I'm, somethin of a phenom'
One puff of the chron', I'm unstoppable
I'm alive and on top again
There's no obstacle that I can't conquer
so come along with us (come on!)

[Chorus]

[Dr. Dre]
Now anybody who knows Dre
knows I'm about fast cars and Alize, partyin all day
But I handle my business cause it's work before play
Don't look for trouble but I'll serve you gourmet
However you want it, you can have it your way
You fuck my night up I'ma fuck up your day
Bullet with your name, sendin it your way {*clack*}
That goes for anyone who walks through that doorway
Cause this is my space, you invade it, live to regret it
and you die tryin to violate it
Fuck around, get annihilated; eyes dilated

[Eminem]
Heh, like my old lady
Cause what you say is what you say, sometimes what you mean
is two different things, dependin on your mood if it swings
Think too many things
Little hit of Dre's weed, I can do anything
Catch a contact then I'm gone and I'm back
I speed right; and my looseleaf's my launchpad

[Dr. Dre]
And I can pull any string
Don't have to prove anything, catch a contract on your head
You headed West, talk shit about Dre?
You better get a vest, and invest
in somethin to protect your head and neck

[Eminem]
And it's back and forth all day like Red and Meth
I joke when I say I'm best
in the booth, but a lot of truth is said in jest
And if I ever do live to be a legend
I'ma die a sudden death
Five mics in The Source? Ain't holdin my fuckin breath
But I'll suffocate for the respect
'fore I'll breathe to collect a fuckin check

[Chorus]

[Dre] Watch your fuckin mouth

[Tim] Yo this Timbaland, tell them I said suck *chka* MY dick!


18. Till I Collapse (Eminem - 18 - Till I Collapse.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 05:00
Size: 5887 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:'Till I Collapse

[Intro:]
Cause sometimes you just feel tired.
You feel weak and when you feel weak you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
and just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.

[B/W Intro:]
Go left, go left, go left right left
Go left, go left, go left right left
Go left, go left, go left right left
Go left, go left, go left right left

[Verse #1:]
Till I collapse Iím spilling these raps long as you feel em
Till the day that I drop youíll never say that Iím not killing them
Cause when I am not then I am stop pinning them
And I am not hip-hop and Iím just not Eminem.
Subliminal thoughts when Iím stop sending them women are caught in webs spin and hauk venom
Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop. Amoxacilin is just not real
enough.
The criminal cop killing hip-hop filling minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners.
Your coming with me, feel it or not youíre gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of god
lives in us.
You hear it a lot, lyrics the shock is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzing up.
For shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up you pizzles forgot slizzle does not give a
fuck.

[Chorus - NateDogg]
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, canít shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
Iíma rip this shit till my bone collapse.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, canít shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
Iíma rip this shit till my bone collapse.

[Verse #2:]
Music is like magic thereís a certain feeling you get when your real
and you spit and people are feeling your shit.
This is your moment and every single minute you spend trying to hold onto it

cause you may never get it again.
So while youíre in it try to get as much shit as you can
and when your run is over just admit when its at its end.
Cause Iím at the end of my wits with half this shit that gets in.
I got a list hereís the order of my list that itís in.
It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outcast, Jada, Kurupt,
Nas and then me. But in this industry Iím the cause of a lot of envy,
so when Iím not put on this list the shit does not offend me.
Thatís why you see me walk around like nothingís bothering me.
Even though half you people got a fucken problem with me.
You hate it but you know respect youíve got to give me
The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney. Nate hit me.

[Chorus - NateDogg]

[Verse #3:]
Soon as a verse starts I eat it at MCís heart
what is he thinking? I'ma not to go against me, smart.
And its absurd how people hang on every word.
Iíll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
But Iíll never be served my spot is forever reserved
If I ever leave earth that would be the death of me first.
Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse.
Thatís why Iím clever when I put together every verse
My thoughts are sporadic, I act like Iím an addict
I rap like Iím addicted to smack like Iím Kim Mathers.
But I donít want to go forth and back in constant battles
The fact is I would rather sit back and bump some rappers.
So this is like a full blown attack Iím launching at them
The track is on some battling raps who want some static
Cause I donít really think that the fact that Iím Slim matters
A plaque of platinum status is whack if Iím not the baddest.

[Chorus - NateDogg]

[Outro:]
[Eminem & Natedogg Echo:]
Until the roof
The roof comes off
Until my legs
give out form underneath me

[Eminem:]
I will not fall,
I will stand tall,
Feels like no one could beat me


19. My Dads Gone Crazy (Eminem - 19 - My Dads Gone Crazy.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 04:29
Size: 5286 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:My Dad's Gone Crazy

[Intro:]
[Tuning Tv]
[Eminem Snortin Crack]

[Tv Presenter:]
Hello boys and girls
Today we're gonna talk about father and daughter relationships
Do you have a daddy?
I'll bet you do
[Door opens]
who's your daddy?

[Hailie:]
Daddy, what're you doing?

Beat starts

[Eminem:]
Haha

[Eminem & Hailie:]
Ok then! everybody, listen up!

[Eminem:]
I'm goin to hell, who's comin' with me?

[Hailie:]
Somebody, please help him!
[giggle]
i think my dad gone crazy!

[Verse #1:]
There's no mountain i can't climb
There's no tower too high,
No plane that i can't learn how to fly
What do i gotta do to get through to you, destroy you
There ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw to
[Hailey Makes Chainsaw Sound]
Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls
I cut 'em off, i got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
Inside of a hall, with my framed autograph,
Sunglasses with elton john's name, on my drag wall
I'm out the closet, i been lying my ass off
All this time, me and dre been fucking with hats off

[Dr Dre:]
Suck it marshall

[Eminem:]
Tell laura and her husband to back off
Before i push this motherfucking button and blast off
And launch one of these russians, and that's all
[Hailie Makes Explosion Sound]
Blow every fucking thing, except afghanistan on the map, off
We wanna stop, we wanna knock the crap off
[Knocking]
Haley, tell 'em baby

[Haley:]
My dad's lost it

[Chorus:]
[Eminem:]
There's really nothin' else to say ha, i can't explain it

[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!

[Eminem:]
A little help from hailie jade would, should tell them maybe

[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!

[Eminem:]
Theres nothing you could do to save it, could ever change me

[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!

[Eminem:]
There's noone on earth that can save me, not even halie

[Hailie:]

I think my dad gone crazy!

[Verse 2:]
It's like my mother always told me
[Eminem Impersinates His Mom]
Rnrnrnrnrnrrrr, n codeine n goddamit, you little motherfucker
If you aint got nothin' nice to say then don't say nothin'
Er..
Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick
Chew on a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks for second
I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record
I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy
And have pussy-lips glued to my face with a clit-ring in my nose
Then quit bringin my flos, quit giving me my ammo
Can't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my ammo
I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo
Catch a homo by his toe, man i don't know no more
Am i the only fuckin one who's normal any more?

[Hailey:]
Dad

[Chorus]

[Verse #3:]
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise
And at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
So what you're seeing is a genius at work
Which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,
Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheek
I'd gank my fuckin teeth before id ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once
And die and come back as vanilla ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit, every time i sung
Like r kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes on
More pain inside o' my brain, in the eyes of a little girl inside of a plane
Aimed at the world trade, standin' on ronny's grave,
Screaming at the sky, the clouds gather as clyde mathers and bonnie jade
And nash briddy musta just stop it
Parents are pissed, but the kids love it
Nine millimeter, heater's desk, and two-seaters with meat cleavers
I don't blame you, i wouldn't let hailie listen to me neither

[Chorus]

[Outro:]
[Eminem:]
Crazy

[Hailie:]
[laughs]
You're funny daddy!


20. Curtains Close (Eminem - 20 - Curtains Close.mp3)
Artist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
Year: 2002
Genre: Rap

Time: 01:02
Size: 1237 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

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Artist:Eminem
Album:The Eminem Show
Title:Curtains Close

[Eminem]
Is this thing on?
Where'd everybody go?
Guess who's back?
Back againÖ.
Ken is back, tell someÖmen

Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my back, Rub my backÖ.
EhÖ.WaitÖ..Hello?
EhÖ..Goodnight


Total: 20

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