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Intro - Eminem
It's my life...
All in words I guess...

1st verse - Eminem
Have you ever loved someone so much you give it an arm for
Not the expression, NO, literally give it an arm for
When they know they are your heart and you know you are their armor
And you will destroy anyone who will try to harm them
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/a pain
"Daddy look what I made"
Dad's got to go catch a plane
"Daddy, where's Mommy, I can't find Mommy where is she?"
I dont know, go play, Hailey baby, your daddy's busy
Daddy's writing a song, the song ain't gonna write itself
I give you one underdog and you gotta swing by yourself
Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her
And put hands on her mother... whose a splitting image of her
That's Slim Shady, yeah baby Slim Shady's crazy
Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocker by baby

Chorus - Eminem
...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 ain't gon' 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 ain't gon' feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain.
Just smile back...

2nd verse - Eminem
I keep having this dream, I'm pushing Hayley on the swings
She keeps screaming, she don't want me to sing.
You're making mummy cry. Why ? Why is mummy crying,
Baby, daddy ain't leaving no more - daddy you are lying.
You always say that, You always say this is the last time,
But you ain't leaving no more, Daddy you are mine.
She's piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it
Daddy please, don't leave, daddy noo stop it.
Go's in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket.
It's got a picture, It'll keep you safe daddy, take it with you
I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror
These sinking walls must be talking, Cause man I can hear them.
They're saying : "You have got one more chance to do right, and it's tonight
Now go out there and show that you love them before it's too late."
And just as I go to walk out my bedroom door
It's turns to a stage, they are gone and this spotlight is on
And I'm singing...

Chorus - Eminem
...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 ain't gon' 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 ain't gon' feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain.
Just smile back...

3rd verse - Eminem
Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seats
The curtain closes, they are throwing roses at my feet.
I take a bow and Thank You all for coming out
The scream is 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 mummy her wrists are bleeding!"
But baby WE'RE IN SWEEDEN, how did you get to Sweden ?
I followed you daddy, you told me that you weren't leaving.
You lied to me dad, and now you make mummy 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 mummy are going.
But baby wait... - It's too late dad, you made the choice
Now go up there and show them that you love them more than us.
That's what they want, they want you Marshall, they keep screaming your name
It's no wonder you can't go to sleep... Just take another pill...
Yeh, I bet you you will. You rap about it... Word, Keep it real.
I hear applause, all this time I could not 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 PUMP IT.
This sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane what I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes.
That's when I wake up, A long hot spring and there's birds singing
It's brilliant, Hayley's outside swinging, I walk up to Kim and kiss her.
Tell her I miss her, Hayley just smiles and winks at her little sister.
Almost as if to say...

Chorus & Outro - Eminem
...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 ain't gon' 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 ain't gon' feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain.
Just smile back...

# Posté le samedi 04 août 2007 17:21

Modifié le jeudi 15 novembre 2007 18:02

mAinT£nAnt uN ptIt tOur cHeZ 50 CENT

50 CENT ft OLIVIA - CANDY SHOP
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Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia]
[50 Cent]
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep goin 'til you hit the spot (whoa)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (whoa)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasoned vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)

[Chorus]

[Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time

# Posté le samedi 04 août 2007 18:28

Modifié le jeudi 15 novembre 2007 17:58

THE GAME l uN d£S grAnD rApP£ur US

THE GAME - WOULDN'T GET FAR
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For you baby, I'd find you
You wouldn't get far

[The Game]
I done been around the world, been around the block
Been around hoes that fucked Biggie and 'Pac
Like Rita Guerrero, ass took her to the top
She'll give you some brains you let her throw up the Roc
Let her put on your chain, she'll throw you some cock
Picture that like Meagan Good and Jamie Foxx
Hype said it's a wrap, she still on the set
Puttin oil on her likes like she Gloria Velez
She was (Eye Candy) in the XXL
Hopped off the page and on a skateboard with Pharrell
I knew she {''wouldn't get far''} cause five hundred dollars
can't get you that {''far''} how you get that {''far''}
And all these new video bitches tryin to be Melissa Ford
But they don't know Melissa Ford drive a Honda Accord
She a video vixen, but behind closed doors
She do whatever it take to get to the Grammy Awards
Ha ha

[Chorus: The Game]
{''You wouldn't get far''} Fuckin them rap stars
You know who you are, put your hands up ladies
{''You wouldn't get far''} If you kept your legs closed
{''It would be best to wait your turn''} But you know
{''You wouldn't get far''} Fuckin them rap stars
You know who you are, I wrote this song for you
{''For you baby, I'd find you''} For you
And you, for alla y'all

[Kanye West]
For you... uhh..

Pop quiz, how many topless, black foxes
did I have under my belt, like boxers
Not to brag but, if it add up
One, two, nigga that's mad nuts
Game you mad nuts, how you gon' call out all these
bitches knowin damn well they gon' call me?
The only dream, of that ghetto prom queen
was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a nigga from my team
Head so good he don't ask for a pre.. nup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't C-E-O
Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo
Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo
Well why the hell you think these bitches comin at me fo'?
But since they all fall in my palm, I take a trio
Yo
[ these lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]


[Chorus - sub ''mouth closed'' for ''legs closed'']
{''You wouldn't get far''} Fuckin them rap stars
You know who you are, put your hands up ladies
{''You wouldn't get far''} If you kept your legs closed
{''It would be best to wait your turn''} But you know
{''You wouldn't get far''} Fuckin them rap stars
You know who you are, I wrote this song for you
{''For you baby, I'd find you''} For you
And you, for alla y'all

[The Game]
I done had my share of bitches with long hair
Short doo like Kalissa, Halle in ''Boomerang'' yeah
I been around the block in the Bentley drop top
In Miami Beach when Lil' Kim was fuckin with Scott
I got the scoop on Hoops, whatever the case
She'll let you spray in her face long as she Bathing Apes
And ain't nobody tryin to take Beyonce from Jay
But I know a bitch named Superhead he fucked back in the day
The things niggaz do when pussy sittin on they face
Stabbed Un in the stomach
She must have had a pussy like Wonder Woman, on that superhero shit
Fly as Gabrielle Union in the back of my six, fo'
Impala, forget the double D's
I put 'em right in your face like that model bitch Takara
And she ain't win the show but she ridin in that Galata
That's why I fuck 'em today and forget 'em tomorrow

[Chorus]
{''You wouldn't get far''} Fuckin them rap stars
You know who you are, put your hands up ladies
{''You wouldn't get far''} If you kept your legs closed
{''It would be best to wait your turn''} But you know
{''You wouldn't get far''} Fuckin them rap stars
You know who you are, I wrote this song for you
{''For you baby, I'd find you''} For you
And you, for alla y'all

[The Game]
God damn! Y'knahmsayin?
I'm sittin back watchin Kanye video
And I see the same bitch that was in the homeboy Busta Rhymes video
Then I flip the muh'fuckin channel
Checkin out my uncle Snoop Dogg video
And I see the same BITCH, that was in my video! Y'knowhatI'msayin?
And then y'knahmsayin, to make that even mo' fucked up
I'm watchin Oprah cover Hurricane Katrina
I see the same bitch on Oprah, floatin away on the hood of a Camry
That was in the nigga Lil Weezy video!
I mean DAMN! Everywhere I look
Everywhere I go I see the same hoes
Don't get mad, I'm only bein real
Yeah
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# Posté le samedi 04 août 2007 18:32

Modifié le jeudi 15 novembre 2007 18:02

NO COMMENT

LLOYD BANKS - KARMA
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[Chorus]
I am the one you denied
Pushed me off everytime I tried
But I'm alright
I'm able to swallow my pride
And put all the bullshit to the side
If you ready to ride
Im down for a one night stand
I'll accept it any way that I can
Cuz I aint yo man
I'll try for whatever its worth
Just remember who played who first

[Lloyd Banks]
I cant keep my eyes off ya
I can tell why them other guys lost ya
The kinds red an a flying saucer
And that's what I can offer
Similarities and characters
Havnt ya heard the word around town
How I get down?
They all whistle
Everybody part official
And that ass was you
Got my dick hard as a missle
Dont hop on top
Cuz I ride around with a pistle
N if they pull us over ill be out of town wit an issue
If you was mine id introduce you to momma girl
You're stylin' your boots and Gabana
Im so used to ur prada
Taking trips to houston its hotta
Throwing that Al Green n using that impala
Lay my jewels on my collar
Ya had me feeling like a fool when I holla'd
Trying to squeeze in but you wouldnt bother
But I aint either
Soon as I realize that I ain't need her
She in a rush to get close to me but I aint eager

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
Like I dont mean to bother you
But your sex appeal is remarkable
U make a G wanna walk around in a park with you
There aint no telling what kinda things that I'm'a start to do
If I get wrapped up on your ass to fast
I can tell you feel the same cuz when I ask you laugh
So I'm'a leave it at that n hint n put it in my math
I imagine your prolly twice as good in a bath
But I'm buggin
Cuz I can see you right in the hood when I pass
I'm never stabled cuz business is on my ass
But you can be the one I visit before I dash
An I admit I been the type to hit n split
But you can't blame me for the females that I been getting with
Cuz
Most of these broads have there eyes on my grits
Till they're in deeper shit n they learn how to be satisfied with the dick an'
N if you aint worth it then thats all you get
I aint gonna blame you I'm gonna blame all you tricks
Cuz

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
U seem like your attitude
Only appears when I'm mad at you
In several situations n that includes
When I'm gone to long ridin' thru them avenues
As soon as I get home this room is a scattered boos
U know my fantasies and my feeling things at camera speed
N ur girlfriends trying to sandwich me
My hearts colder then ya sandwich meat
Cuz I come from the hood where the hammers be
I move fast but at a switch pace
N I pop in a listerine strip before you get all up on a bitch face
Moving your body like this
Gonna make me blow like a bottle of cris
I dont know noone hotter then twis
You got my temperature risin' from your hips to ur thighs an
That glare in your eyes that brighten up her horizon
It comes naturally I dont bribe em
It's easy as... 1, 2, 3 and I slide in

[Chorus]

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# Posté le samedi 04 août 2007 18:37

Modifié le jeudi 15 novembre 2007 18:13

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EMINEM 50 CENT CA$HIS AND LLOYD BANS - YOU DONT KNOW
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Shadyy.
Yeahh.

[pre-chorus:]
Who runnin'?
You know, but y'actin' like you don't know.
We runnin'.
You know, but you're actin' like you don't know.
Who runnin'?
You know, but y'actin' like you don't know.
We runnin'.
You know, but you're actin' like you don't know.

[chorus:]
You know, but y'actin' like you don't know.
I tear up the club, fosho.
This flow is gon' bring more dough.
You know, but you're actin' like you don't know.

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Now hommie, I said imma run it, run it,
Cause I'm in control.
Hynotic, in the city,
a couple of shots, whats wrong?
I got you feelin' alright.
I'll get your eyes, okay?
Pary poppin', service ?? shorty, coming with me tonight.
I ain't shoulder leanin'?,
I ain't snappin' and boppin',
either I'm bobbing my head,
or I'm just standing there watching.
I'm a hustler, I hustle.
You can tell that I'm paid,
and I protect what I got.
I'm in the house with my blade.
Nigga, you front you gon' get it.
Okay now maybe I'm silly,
cause I want you to trip.
Yeah, I'll be on that shit'it.
You should see when I'm stuntin'
??
??,
you can tell I'm ??
I'm just doing my thang.
You know we doing this for the game.
I got ?? Shady with me, you front you will have to get me.
Off your ass, pay the lawsuit, and laugh. ah ha.
It's not a big deal,
It's nothing but some cash
Let's go.

[chorus x2]

[Verse 2: Eminem]
When me and Fift got together to do this music,
and Lloyd?
??
we just developed the fellowship ??
There's no pretension it's wrenchin'?
meaning it's ??
it's the same for him,
its just media,
see, to them, its just images.
but this shit is new gimicks,
this is blood in, blood out.
where there's a debut 's gotta know when to butt in and butt out.
If there's a problem, we solve it.
We don't resolve it usually,
just see balls and it would be brawling,
we all get involved it it.
We should all get a merit.
This must be preinherited.
Like wear it like a badge of honor,
pass it around, and share it.
and let it go to whoever holding the most current people on their shoulders.
and the soldiers got their badges,
and its over.
But tonight, we ain't coming here to pay for nobody.
We came to party.
Banks, Cashis, and Mr.Ferrari?
So its Shady Aftermath, backin' that ass, your whiz? ass.
C'mizzon? What kind of ?? position is that? Ah ha.

[chorus x2]
(Cashis, break it down now)

[Verse 3: Cashis]
Pistol play, ricochet,
see where the victim lay.
Slumped over, bleeding, JFK.
?? to your chest plate,
you can't fuckin'? ride to the def,
do you rap that way? (c'mon)
Forever, imma be a shady, 7.4. gangster,
tw??plus i survive everything you got in that chamber.
I thrive off of danger,
?? and all beef.
Your kid talking shit,
now that is why they call me.
[?]
Enough holding back this steam,
ended off a magazine.
??, cap a queen,
Mixed in with Cashis ??
Started off with half a dream,
developed into what you see.
tellin' me my cup of tea,
can't tell i'm a fucking G?
I'm on automatic,
When i'm at it, start static.
and you sweatin', shit shattered.
I'm a walking bitch magnet.
Spit'it high. and live all the way to the women.
And i'm always on my pivot for my ??

[chorus x2]

Who runnin'?
(You know who this is.
Shady, G-Unit, Aftermath,
Lloyd Banks, Cashis, Marshall Mathers, Ferrari, Fifty.
Its a movement,
You cant stop it.
Talkin' to you, Tony Yayo?.)
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# Posté le samedi 04 août 2007 18:41

Modifié le jeudi 15 novembre 2007 18:12