[Eminem]
Yerine otur rahatla homie, aslında altı elle paketi
Kick geri Ben, evet Dre, hasta takip gerçekler tekmelemek
Geri almak için mükemmel şekilde şey fitil duyar-Wack istiyor musunuz?
Bence bu tam tak mı’s Nick’s geri
Ben takıntılıyım şimdi, oh ya yaşıyorum
Benim için, bir keçi sakalı ile video gerekiyor mu?
Vay Mariah, size topu gitmek
, Bütün bunları telefon koymak kapa çeneni dışarı aramalar
Benim evime zaman (Wild’n Out) önce yapılan Nick
Ne zaman benim aldı ve gülümseme ile ilgili şey vermek
Kaç kez evime için de sayılmaz çalışıyor sineği
Eğer dışarı Nick findin istemiyorum daha iyi kapalı
Muhtemelen neden düşünmek bu kadar bu kadar uzun
Sana benim woulda şey vardı ama şimdi bunu yaptım
Ah Aksine Mary Poppins ben stüdyo oturum aşağı mixin var üzerinde
ve bunu yapmak için masterin için sendin bu yüksek
için yeterli toprak size
Bu , Mariah bu hiç size oluşabilir ne olduğunu
Hala resim var mı? Ancak yapmanız tercih
ve Nick için da, Ben senin scurred düşünüyorum gidiyor?
Sen daha iyi bir kariyer elde benim berbat olacak demektir
Gibi Ben oturmak ve bazı p üzerinde mücadele
Beni altı ay içinde kendi ile çıkarmak yapılmış
Ve sadece bir kez vurmak onu b beni yayılmış
Evet, ben şanslı yaşıyorum ne söyleyeceksin? Halka anlat
ben böylece vardı bana kazık için olmak için çirkin mi?
Sen Nick helvacıka ağı söyle ne İkinci baz?
İkinci hafta kuru olduğunu humpin, o şey için lazım sayısı’s
, elbette benimle ilgili konuşmak istemiyorum Dinle
nasıl erken Ben erken neden
Ve büstü her yerinden ve neredeyse İrlanda hokeyi başladı
ve ben, bir havlu getireyim brüt söyledi için mide’s maşası
Veya belki de, ama eğer bana embarrassin I’m embarrassin yaşıyorum
Ve bu doğru değil söylemek cesaret yok
Uzun zamandır şarkı airplay olarak olarak sana dissin yaşıyorum
Bir saç uzaklıktadır gettin uzak ve taşınan dava gettin yaşıyorum
Ben 16, bu 32 oldu Durmayacak oldu
Bu 34 olduğunu, hatta yol üzerinden üçüncü değil
” Slim, Mariah, Mariah oynatmak kim?
Oh, Nick dedin? Ben de bir yalancı anlamı
Size Ben gidiyorsun kapalı tüm bu zaman gibi
sizin alkollü gönülden de ırak bir neden, ım için
Sizin şarap mahzeni, tüm şarap miktarları göz kontrol edin
Hakkında her zaman etrafta oturmak ve q gibi düşünüyorum
Sadece bu boku ben bir kafiye üzerine saldırmak komik olduğunu düşünüyorum
Ama şimdi ‘çizgi çizmek için devre yaşıyorum kahrolası
Ve o sana çıkmak istiyoruz şüphesiz bir dağ geçmem için
Seni bulmak wouldn’t evinizin alanları açıklar
ve kaburga bir darbe altında “Cribs”, bir bölümü üzerinde
Eğer bu nedenle jibs openin don’t go başka bir kelime duymak
Neden bunu fibs bir aşırı gibi her zaman
Tekrar Çapa, bilirsin ne bu SAYIN değil
Bir warnin çekim’s, tüm noktaya kadar ‘ön Ben darbe
Ve blöf Ara, I var her k şey sürümü olacak
Doğru önce en döndürülmüş ve sesli dahil
zaman ben ve Luis iki CD aynı yuvaya’s sopa çalışıyor edildi

[Eminem (Mariah Carey )]
Ben de seni seviyorum seni seviyorum
Bana kulak yuhalama halinde tatlı sözler fısıldayarak edelim
Şimdi ne diyor? ( “Bu şey”‘) Evet ben ne yapacağım
Bellek yenileme olduğu Dediğin
Şimdi veya gidiyorsun tutmalı biz ateşkes aramak gerekir?
( “sen sevimli olduğunuzda, doğru düşünüyorsun?”) Bunu yapmak için tatlı bahis
( “Ben Mary Poppins, B” I’m) Ve Superman, ooh yaşıyorum
( “Mary P – Slim Shady”) geliyoruz size
Eğer yine de ( “Bebek “) duyarız
Sonra yine olacak sizin ( “süper kahraman”)
( “Wilma M.”) Evet, Ben burada
( “Bu gibi!”) Hayır, değil artık canım
It is a ( “bıçak”) gibi ben size “) (bir” hayat almak söylemek kesintileri
Ama üzerinde benimki ile Harekete yaşıyorum, Nick, bu sizin ( “karısı”)
Peki onu sonra onu yalnız bırakmak olacak onun kapalı söyle
Eğer yok ( “komut dosyası için”) sonra Ben sadece gidiyorsun tutmak sopa
etmek

[Diğer]
“Ben Mary Ann Mary Ann’s SAYIN görmek

Arkadaşına Gönder! (ya da kaydet yumi, oyla, tusul..)

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I have, i’ve been protested and demonstrated
against, picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times, sick is the mind of the
motherf*kin’ kid that’s behind, all this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean’s explodin’,
tempers flaring from parents, just blow ‘em off and keep goin’, not takin’ nothin’ from no one,
give ‘em hell long as i’m breathin’, keep kickin’ ass in the mornin’, an’ takin’ names in the
evening, leave ‘em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth, see they can trigger me but
they’ll never figure me out, look at me now, I bet ya’ probably sick of me now, ain’t you mama,
i’ma make you look so ridiculous now…

I’m sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you cry, but tonight i’m
cleanin’ out my closet, {one more time}, I said i’m sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I
never meant to make you cry, but tonight i’m cleanin’ out my closet…

I got some skeletons in my closet and I don’t know if no one knows it, so before they thrown 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 sellin’ Cd, I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months, my faggot father
must have had his pantie’s up in a bunch, cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye,
no I don’t on second thought, I just f*kin’ wished he would die, I look at Hailie and I
couldn’t picture leavin’ her side, even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I’d try, to make it
work with her at least 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 them bullets out of that gun, http://www.myvideomusicmp3.com cause id’a killed ‘em, shit I would have shot
Kim and him both, it’s my life, i’d like to welcome y’all to the Eminem show…

Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take a second to listen who you
think this record is dissin’, but put yourself in my position, just try to envision witnessin’
your Mama poppin’ prescription pills in the kitchen, b*tchin’ that someone’s always goin’
through her purse and shits missin’, going through public housing systems, victim of
Munchausen’s 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 ya’ stomach, doesn’t it, wasn’t it the reason you made
that Cd for me, ma, so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma, but guess what, your
gettin’ 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 won’t even be at your funeral, see what hurts me the most is you won’t
admit you was wrong, b*tch, do your song, keep tellin’ yourself that you was a mom, but how dare
you try to take what you didn’t help me to get, you selfish b*tch, I hope you f*kin’ 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…

Eminem Cleaning Out My Closet music video

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Whatever
Dre just let it run
Ay yo turn the beat up a little bit
Ay yo, this song is for anyone
F*k it just shut up and listen

Ay yo
I sit back with this pack of zigzags
And this bag of this weed
It gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this – on this earth
And since birth I’ve been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this bezerk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in its self
To relieve all this tension dispensin’ and these
Sentences getting this stress that’s been eating me recently
All off this chest and I rest to thinkin’ peacefully
But at least have the decency in you to leave me alone
When you freaks see me out in the streets when I’m eating or feedin’ my daughter
To not come and speak to me
I don’t know you and no I don’t owe you a motherf*kin thing
I’m not Mr. NSYNC and I’m not what your friends think
I’m not Mr. Friendly
I can be a prick, if you temp me my tank is on empty
No patience is in me and if you offend me I’m lifting you ten feet
In the air, I don’t care who was there and who saw me just jaw you
Go call you a lawyer file you a lawsuit
I’ll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I’m tired of all ya’ll – I don’t mean to be mean but it’s all I can be
It’s just me

Chorus:
And I am
Whatever you say I am
If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am?
In the papers, the news, everyday I am
Radio won’t even play my jam
Cause I am
Whatever you say I am
If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am?
In the papers, the news, everyday I am
I don’t know it’s just the way I am

Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered
With all of this nonsense it’s constant
And “oh it’s just lyrical content!”
The song “Guilty Conscience” has gotten such rotten responses
And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me
So I point one back at ‘em
But not the index or pinky or the ring or the thumb
It’s the one you put up when you don’t give a f*k
When you won’t just put up with the bullshit they pull
Cause they full of shit too
When a dude’s gettin bullied and shoots up your school
And they blame it on Marilyn – and the heroin
Where were the parents at?
And look at where it’s at middle America
Now it’s a tragedy
Now it’s so sad to see
An upper class city having this happening
Then attack Eminem cause I rap this way
But I’m glad cause they feed me the fuel
That I need for the fire to burn and it’s burnin’ and I have returned

Repeat Chorus
I’m so sick and tired of being admired
That I wish that I would just die or get fired
And drop from my label and stop with the fables
I’m not gonna be able to top what my name is
And pigeon holdin’ to some poppy sensations
and copy rotation at Rock ‘N’ Roll stations
And I just do not have the patience
To deal with this cocky Caucasians
Who think I’m some wigga who just tries to be black
Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same f*king questions
What school did I go to?
What hood I grew up in?
The why? The who, what?
When and where and the how?
Till I’m grabbing my hair and I’m tearing it out
Cause they drivin’ me crazy, I can’t take it
I’m racing, I’m pacing, I stand and I sit
And I’m thankful for every fan that I get
But I can’t take a shit in the bathroom
Without someone standing by it
No I won’t sign your autograph
You can call me an asshole
I’m glad cause

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