Feel my skin Lord Feel my luck tumbling down Left no life no more Turn my seasons turn Lived in much younger times Left no life no more For me to shine
you did with your life? And everytime I go to hear you play, you look away, we barely embrace, you cant even look me in my face. [Eminem] How Come.. we dont even talk
The Cheek I Really Used To Love It When We Chilled On The Beach Whilst Listening To Beats It Was Funny Takin A Drag Of Her Fag Blazing At The Sun Always Looking Out
out your closet, sex on weekends It's my buisness of what i do, him or her, he or she, inside you So while you be yappin' and talkin to your friends
your mind And I just gotta let you know That you're the one I want you so So we can talk for a moment I'll tell you All of the secrets Inside of my
- Akon] Shorty I'm sure you heard that I really never come out (never come out) Unless I'm in the M6 doing tricks freeway burnt out (freeway burnt out
Knowing that I need you Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did For
happenin? [Chorus] [Interlude 2X: Xzibit] Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the hater Watch how you rise, fall and thank me later Look in my eyes, I should not have to say it Look
writers, crashing into brick fences like my name was Al Fayed so you die, like that white princess If you lookin for sympathy, you better look between
away though Come inside Pick up your bags off the sidewalk Don't you hear sincerity In my voice when I talk Told you this is my fault Look me in the
in flow rider inside of a lowrider with no tires in the hole Why am I like this? why is winter cold Why is it when I talk im so biased to the hose (host
trying to get through Are you reaching out for me, and I'm reaching out for you I'm just so fu-ckin' depressed I just can seem to get out this slump
ahead i already talk to.. dre yesterday Well i got him on the phone right now ( Slim? ) Your lying ( Yo Slim? ) how ? Why now ? What up dre ? Check this out slim i gotta talk
’s dead, he’s locked in my basement! (ha-ha!) Feminist women love eminem {*vocal turntable: Chigga chigga chigga* "slim shady, I’m sick of him Look at
(my tattoo!) You see me standin outside of your buildin; screamin, Puffy is good, (hey!) but slim shady is for the children! (wait!) I look at my life
up love inside the chain-store girl Chain up love and exchange it Is Monsieur a connoisseur or just short-changed? Off the rack or custom-fit it all seems the same Look
your seeds And watch them die, then grow Starts off a brash talk inside (And there you stand morrally unscathed) as they put the razzes on the tunnels around (Telling me how to behave) I was lookin
