get to the club i get what i want when push comes to shove yeah you got it, i want it yeah you do it, you do it do it do it cause i just want to push
beyond our border. Is it true when they say all you need is just love, Is it true What about those who have loved Only to find that it's taken away And
, as long as it sells High priest, all cease like your TV evangelist Use them as they catalyst Who cares, time wears Ain't it always fair So let them
time I do it I do it for they hood And every time I do it I do it for yo hood And every time I do it I do it for they hood It's understood I do it for
everything I own, I'll make it on my own Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road [Chorus] [Eminem] You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you
PARK IT And I just put a computer in the glove compartment With the petal to the floor, radar in the GRILLE TV in the middle of my STEERING WHEEL It'
'll admit, I had a few in me Fuck it, I roasted you, I ain't mad at you any But let it be known that song was never released, it leaked I'da never
time, loud as you can, how does it go? Chorus 2x [eminem] Ha ha Guess there’s a slim shady in all of us Fuck it, let’s all stand up Eminem
a genius at work Which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first, Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheek I'd yank my fuckin teeth before
I'm Shady!") When I go out, I'ma go out shootin I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid I'm tryin to clear up my fuckin' image
you think I picked up the habit? All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? It doesn't
I drive in it So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it So I'll be disguised in it And if anybody identifies the guy in it I'll hide for five
that you threw up all over Archie That was funny wasn't it? (Yes!) That was funny wasn't it? (Yes!) See it all makes sense, doesn't it? You and your husband
soon as they heard it went out and murdered and maimed to it What's your name? [Swifty McVay] Judas Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now let
to makin these songs play It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way I got a long uz', and I carry it all day (Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a
Intro: 50 Cent] It's 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50 Break it down I got a lot of living to do before I die And I ain't got tyme to waste Let's make it
to write a song about it Then I’m gonna sing it in my rock’n roll band And I bet that people gonna like it, yeah I know that everybody’s gonna shout it
