about your "don't know how" Tell whatever you want -this is the end of the show And you could say you love me As much as you canBut there is one thing
MC's in the lunchline But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go Who must I show, to bust my flow Where must I go, who must I know Or am
ill show ya Nobody knows me im cold Walk down this road all alone Its noones fault but my own Its the path ive chosen to go Frozen as snow I show no
pill or two with me? I'll share my valium with you cause I'm feelin you Britney! I'll trade you a blue one for a pink one Ever since a schoolgirl juvenile
here we go, do-re-mi-fa-so, fa so la di fa so lyrical rise flow, give back the Tabasco you mother fuckers musta not know the tic tac songs time to show
got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em (Verse 2) Sitting nude in my living room It's almost noon I wonder what's on the tube Maybe they'll show
me I even believe I had one of those 25 cent stickers On my refrigerator right next to Darth Vader And Darth must have put a hex on him for later I
the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time Get your ass up for the doctor One more time, get your ass up for the doctor Come on now, here we go
you in 'em Now see if you diss me and I respond, the beef is on But if I help you sell one record and I see you at a show, I'll strip you naked
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
[Intro] Where's my snare? I have no snare in my headphones - there you go Yeah.. yo, yo [Eminem] Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I
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
must be talkin' Cause man I can hear 'em They're sayin' you got one more chance to do right And it's tonight Now go out there and show 'em that you
really flattered you would call your daughter that and here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta
Fucker I'm kickin your ass for everything you've ever said It's one for the money two for the fuckin show Ready get set, let's go Here comes the ?? stompin
Come back, my darling one I'm calling on you The road ahead is long And I must warn you I wonder Where did she go? If I failed you I tell you right now
my soul Just one look and I can hear a bell ring One more look and I forget everything Jajja Jia, here I go again My my, how can I resist you Jajja Jia, does it show
oppressed ambience Of having no place to go No one who'll take care of my salvation This is a chain of torture A line of pain No other way to show how