Like Toy Soldiers, Pt. 1
Eminem lyrics
Eminem lyrics
"I'm Gone Lyrics"
Lies Lyrics
=========================== Diana King - L-L-L-L-Lies =========================== Chorus: Oh why, oh why, oh why, You tell me l-l-l-lies Never t-t-t-t-think That I woulda re-a-li-a-li-a-lize Things you say-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay Will make you fay-ay-ay-ade away So b-b-b-bye-bye-bye-bye(goodbye) 12 oclock last night in a club U an a girl do de rub-a-dub-dub Short black dres
=========================== Diana King - L-L-L-L-Lies =========================== Chorus: Oh why, oh why, oh why, You tell me l-l-l-lies Never t-t-t-t-think That I woulda re-a-li-a-li-a-lize Things you say-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay Will make you fay-ay-ay-ade away So b-b-b-bye-bye-bye-bye(goodbye) 12 oclock last night in a club U an a girl do de rub-a-dub-dub Short black dres
[Eminem] + (Obie Trice)
KaySlay! (Yeah) Yo..
Drama King! (Yeah!)
Check it out, check it out - O. Trice!
(Shady Records nigga, it's goin down once again boy)
It's just a scratch man (Let's go Em)
[Eminem]
I +Murder+ this +Inc+ as soon as I touch the page
You ain't gon' have no other choice but to rush the stage
and charge the mic, and I hope you got the heart to fight
Cause you gon' have to, cause you ain't got the smarts to write
somethin that good, to try to come back at me with
What you gon' do, try to out-rap me with that happy shit?
You motherfuckers crack me up
Talkin bout you gonna smack me up, y'all won't even back me up
Throw up your paws, you pussies can't even scratch me hard
It's like fuckin Castor Claw tryna jack me off
You think I'm afraid? What you tryna throw some fear in me?
You th
WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE THERE Lyrics
Somewhere the evening sun Is falling down, the day is done How I'd like to be there, how I'd like to share Somewhere the darkness frowns And hides behind the ones in doubt Would you like to be there, would you like to share With me, 'cause my arms are stretched a mile wide Under the ocean floor, the sand is crawling up the shore How I'd like to be there, 'n how I'd like to share Under the western sky, the days are slo
ink I'm dumb enough to roll with no security? {*gun clicks*} Somewhere the evening sun Is falling down, the day is done How I'd like to be there, how I'd like to share Somewhere the darkness frowns And hides behind the ones in doubt Would you like to be there, would you like to share With me, 'cause my arms are stretched a mile wide Under the ocean floor, the sand is crawling up the shore How I'd like to be there, 'n how I'd like to share Under the western sky, the days are slo
I'm doin my best to try to show maturity
But don't sit there and stare at me like hoes and sneer at me
like it's supposed to be scarin me
Like I won't leap clean over this fuckin V.I.P. rope and throw this chair
at anyone close or near me tryna approach me physically
cause he don't spit lyrically
And he knows that my flow's so sick, this hoe's on my dick
and he's so sick of hearin me, my posters is starin at him
But I don't think he knows the severity
of what it could escalate to or that it could grow so seriously
if I go hysterically; cause I guarantee
there's no one in here that would resort like a childhood
any quicker than I would, or hit you with plywood
Especially when I'm sippin on this liquor and tonic
One swig of this bottle I'ma go upside your head so hard with it
The Style You Haven't Done Yet Lyrics
Intro The number one set and sound...live! Ghetto Music. Produced by KRS-One. Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye bye Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye bye Come in! Verse 1 Many have claimed to attain levels in rhymin' But when I listen to 'em I see they're only lyin' They're tryin', but after some years if you ain't got it Lay it down, put it down, find a way to try and s
the mark from it'll be so dark that it'll leave a scar so big
you'll be able to read a label from the motherfuckin
sticker that's on it; I'm sick of the nonsense
Shit is ridiculous and I refuse to let it get to this point
where I'ma let you sit on my conscience - I'm gone bitch, YEAH!
[Obie Trice] + (Eminem)
I'm gone bitch
Shady Records motherfucker, we gone bitch
I said we gone bitch, so long bitch
Catch up if you can (whoo!) we movin on bitch (UHH!)
[Obie Trice]
Now who you know been to Kyoto, Tokyo
off of one debut, screamin, "I'm in Janai yo!"
Obie Trice, sho' you right
He done seen overseas, he's not a prototype (nah)
Nobody's prot?g?, Em only showed O. the way
Fuck what the media say
If you listen to music then you should know that O. Trice fused it
in a matter where he speaks how the streets views it
Choose, to translate it through the art of music
and started usin it reachin the youth influenced by the truth in it (truth!)
And as a boy, a man, I ran from boys in vans
Do the knowledge, acknowledge and try to comprehend
Hand full of contraband
A product of my environment, narcotics and violence
Inspires the content, but my intent is
to retire these tired-ass writers in si-lence (yeah!)
Cause haters they hate us cause Shady became famous
and claimed the rap game when they thought he'd be nameless (hah!)
But racist accusations won't change us
Let the truth be told, you think O. will be over here
like, "Massa, show 'em you got soul" ? no!
Anybody knows us know this not how we roll
So, I still push the bucket
If I ain't trust it I wouldn't fuck with it
But fuck it, I'm gone bitch! {*two gunshots*}