s something behind my laugh. i can't keep pretend! There are pieces of me i wanna let you know these could change everything there are pieces of me
me Told me you hate me, you gon' hate me more When you find out you can't escape me whore (Chorus 1) 'Cause the more you put me through The more it makes
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
This Storm Ends?] What if this storm ends? And I don't see you As you are now Ever again The perfect halo Of gold hair and lightning Sets you off against
losin' you I'll buy you anything, I'll buy you any ring And im in pieces, Baby fix me And just shake me til' you wake me from this bad dream Chorus: One
Now tell me, baby Now how does it feel to make love to a gee? (Tell me baby) Do you wanna go back to your man or, baby, stay here with me? (Ooh) Now
, goin out of control You say we're weak? This record's shippin gold Power, strength, my posse got unity We stick together and we're soon to be In your town, we
number one i kiss your lips and you start standing out 'i never felt what i am about to feel make a part of view a piece of me tonight still have you again
over me by now so you go sleeping with them clowns, they are no relief she spoke her piece I know, capisce so love must be let go, released into the wind, again again
Whenever, wherever then, if you let me don't try to begin If you considerin' about stoppin' this flow, you need a friend So break me off a piece of
is beyond all Break me Up until I'm pieces of sand Blow me up And scatter me across
like me 'Cuz round here if you slip you catch a hot on Twelve shotgun, couple of 'em got one Belvedere in the rear of the club, pulled up on dubs And we 'bout two go
fightin' Lost lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then? Must it go on, we must stop the killin' Tell me why we die, we all God's children All this
my coat of many colors I hurried off to school Just to find the others laughing and making fun of me In my coat of many colors my momma made for me
a little somethin' like this: DOH! Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me! Ohhh! No, get 'em off, get 'em off! Oh, oh God, oh God! Oh, get 'em off me! Oh,
And then I turn it sideways Then we fasten our seat belts As we pull out the driveway Then we drive to the drive-thru Heading off to the drive-thru We
the time, nigga We 'live We straight up soldiers (Soldiers) Better hear what I told ya (Told ya) We rob before we go broke, man We robbin' y'all, all
these rhymes we rhyme Betta believe it's all tha time nigga we ride We straight up soldiaz ready and I told ya We walk before we go roll and nigga we