LETRA ' GUILTY CONSCIENCE (EN ESPAÑOL) '

LETRA ' GUILTY CONSCIENCE (EN ESPAÑOL) '

Conciencia culpable

[Anunciador] Conozcan a Eddie, veintitrés años de edad. Lleno de vida
Y por la manera en como están las cosas, decide robar una licorería.
(“Ya no puedo soportar más, ya no puedo soportar más hogares”)
Pero en el camino, tiene un repentino cambio de corazón.
Y repentinamente,
Su conciencia entra en juego (“Mierda es mío, tengo que hacerlo…
tengo que
Hacerlo”)

[Dr. Dre ] ¡Esta bien alto! (¿Huh?) Ahora antes de entrar
a esa licorería
E intentar sacar el dinero del cajón será mejor que pienses
en la consecuencia
(¿Pero, quién eres?) ¡Soy tu maldita conciencia!

[Eminem] ¡Eso es absurdo!
Entra y toma el dinero y corre a la casa de alguna
De tus tías
y toma un maldito vestido, y una de sus pelucas rubias
Dile que necesitas un lugar para quedarte estarás seguro
por días si te afeitas las
Piernas con una hoja de afeitar vieja

[Dr. Dre] Sí pero aun si todo sale como se supone,
todo el vecindario te conoce y te delatarán,
Piénsalo antes de entrar primero mira a la vendedora,
es más vieja que George Burns

[Eminem] ¡Al diablo con eso! ¡Hazlo! ¡Dispárale a esa
perra! ¿No puedes permitirte disparar esa mierda?
¿Porqué te importa un carajo si se muere?
¿Eres tu esa perra? ¿En realidad crees que a ella
le importa si tienes hijos?

[Dr. Dre] ¡No lo hagas, no vale la pena el riesgo!
(¡Tienes razón!) No por esta mierda (¡Alto!)
Deja de molestar (¡Lo haré!) Nunca escuches a Slim,
es malo para ti
(¿Sabes que Dre? No me gusta tu actitud)
(“Está bien vamos, Ven aquí solo un minuto”)
(“¡Mmm no sé!”) (“Vamos nene…”)
(“¡Maldita sea!”) (“¿Todo va a salir bien, no es así?”)
(“Está bien”)

[Anunciador] Conozcan a Stan, veintiún años de edad.
(“¡Dame un beso!)
Después de conocer a una chica en un rave,
las cosas empezaron a calentarse En una habitación de arriba.
Una vez más, su conciencia entra en juego…
(“¡Mierda!”)

[Eminem] Ahora escúchame, mientras besas su mejilla
y embadurnando su
Lápiz labial, yo deslicé esto en su bebida todo lo
que tienes que hacer es mordisquear el lóbulo del
oído de esa perrita
(¡Hey, esta chica solo tiene
Quince años, no deberías aprovecharte de ella, no es justo)
Mira su arbusto. ¿Tiene pelo? (¡Uh huh!)
Coje a esa perra justo aquí lugar vacío hasta que se
Desmaye y olvide como llegó allí
(¿Hombre, que nunca has visto esa película que se llama “Kids”?)
¡No, pero he visto porno con SunDoobiest!
(¿Mierda, quieres que te lleven a la cárcel?) Al diablo con eso,
llégale y paga Fianza.

[Anunciador] Conozcan a Grady, un viejo constructor
de veintinueve años.
Después de un duro día de trabajo llega a casa, entra
por la puerta de su casa móvil para encontrar a su esposa
en casa con otro hombre (“¿¡QUE CARAJO!?”)
("¡¡Grady!!")

[Dr. Dre] Está bien, tranquilízate, relájate, empieza a respirar.

[Eminem] ¡Mátala! acabas de atrapar a esa perra engañándote
mientras estás En el trabajo ¡ella está con un tipo
intentando venirse! Córtale la garganta,
¡¡¡CORTALE LA CABEZA A LA PERRA!!!

[Dr. Dre] ¡Espera! ¿Que tal si hay una explicación para esta mierda?
(¡¿Qué? ¿Se tropezó? ¿Se cayó? ¿Aterrizó en su pene?!)
Está bien Shady, quizá el tiene Razón Grady pero piensa
en el bebé antes de que enloquezcas

[Eminem] ¡Está bien! Piénsalo ¿Todavía quieres apuñalarla?
¿Tomarla de la Garganta, tomar a tu hija y secuestrarla?
Eso es lo que yo hice, se inteligente, No seas estúpido
¿Vas a aceptar consejos de alguien que golpeó a
DEE BARNES?

[Dr. Dre] ¿Qué dijiste? (¿Qué pasa? ¿No pensaste que me acordaría?)
¡Voy a Matarte hijo de perra!

[Eminem] ¡Uhhh-aahh! ¡Temperamento, temperamento! ¿Mr. Dee?
¿Sr. N.W.A.? ¿El Sr. AK directo desde Compton mejor
lo hará a tu manera?
¿Cómo diablos le vas a decir a este hombre que no sea violento?

[Dr. Dre] Porque el no necesita ir en la misma ruta en la que
yo he estado, he Estado ahí, he hecho eso… oh diablos…
Qué estoy diciendo?
¿Dispárales a Los dos Grady ¿Dónde está tu arma?

LETRA ' MY BAND '

LETRA ' MY BAND '

[Intro]
I don´t know dude...
I think everyone´s all jealous and shit cuz I´m like the lead singer of a band dude...
And I think everyone´s got a fuckin problem with me dude...
And they need to take it up with me after the show...
Because...

[Chorus]
These chicks don´t even know the name of my band...
But they´re all on me like they wanna hold hands...
Cuz once I blow they know that i´ll be the man...
All because I´m the lead singer of my band...

[Verse 1 - Eminem]
So I get off stage right and drop the mic
Walk up to the hot chicks and I´m all like
"Sup ladies, my name´s Slim Shady.
I´m the lead singer in D12 baby"
They´re all like "Oh my god it´s him"
"Becky oh my fuckin´ god it´s Eminem"
"I swear to fuckin god dude you fuckin rock"
"Please Marshall please let me suck your cock"
And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start yellin´, all the hot babes
Throw their bras and their shirt and their panties on stage
So like every single night they pick a fight with me
But when we fight it´s kinda like sibling rivalry
Cuz they´re back on stage the next night with me
Dude I just think you´re tryna steal the light from me
Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
Cause I told him Jessica Alba´s my wife to be
This rock star shit, it´s the life for me
And all the other guys just despise me because

[Chorus]
These chicks don´t even know the name of my band...
But they´re all on me like they wanna hold hands...
Cuz once I blow they know that i´ll be the man...
All because I´m the lead singer of my band...
My band [x6]
Roxanne
My band [x2]

[Verse 2 - Swift]
You just wanna see a nigga backwards don´t you
Hey dad how come we don´t rap on Protools
Smash these vocals and do a performance
But we in the van and he in a tour bus
You don´t want my autograph, yous a liar
And no I´m Swift (oh I thought you was Kuniva)
What the hell is wrong with that dressing room
Cuz my shit is lookin smaller than a decimal
See I know how to rap, see it´s simple but
All I did was read a Russell Simmons book
So I´m more intact, tryna get on the map
Doin´ jumpin jacks whilin´ get whipped on my back

[Verse 3 - Kuniva and Kon Artist]
Look at Em little punk ass thinkin´ he the shit
Yeah I know man find himself takin on a flick
Hey I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue
([Em:] No I had an interview not you two)
You gonna be late for soundcheck
Man I ain´t goin´ to soundcheck
But our mics are screwed up and his always sound best
You know what man I´ma say somethin
Hey yo Em
([Em:] You got somethin to say?!)
Man no
I thought you bout to tell him off, what´s up
Man I´ma tell him when I feel like it, man shut up
And you ain´t even back me up when we s´posed to be crew
When I was bout to talk right after you
I swear, I swear man

[Chorus]
These chicks don´t even know the name of my band...
But they´re all on me like they wanna hold hands...
Cuz once I blow they know that i´ll be the man...
All because I´m the lead singer of my band...

[Verse 4 - Proof]
They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not
Once we sold out arenas to the amusement park
I´m gonna let the world know that proof is hot
I should cut his mic off when the musics starts
Ready to snap on a dumbass fan
Every time i hear (Hey dude I love your band)
We ain´t a band bitch we don´t play instruments
So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent
And these guys they can find every area code
([Em:] Proof carry my bag)
Bitch carry your own
Can´t make it to the stage, security in my way
(Who the fuck are you? Where´s Obie and Dre?!)

[Verse 5 - Bizarre]
Goddammit I´m sick of this group
Time for me to go solo and make some loot
I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps
Till Kon Artist slipped me some crack
Lose Yourself video I was in the back
Superman video I was in the back
Fuck the media, I got some suggestions
Fuck Marshall, ask us the questions
Like who´s D12, how we get started
(What about Eminem?)
Bitch are you retarded?
Anyway I´m the popularest guy in the group
Big ass stomache, bitches think I´m cute (hey sexy)
50 told me to do situps to get buff
I did two and a half and then I couldn´t get up
Fuck D12, I´m outta this band
I´m gonna start a group with the real Roxanne

[Eminem]
Girl why cant you see your the only one for me
and it just tears my ass apart to know that you don´t know my name...
[Chorus - Bizarre]
These chicks don´t even know the name of my band...(ha ha)
But they´re all on me like they wanna hold hands...(Fuck Marshall)
Cuz once I blow I know that i´ll be the man...
All because I´m the lead singer of my band...
My Band [Repeated 9x]

[Outro]
The hottest boy band in the world...
D12!
[Eminem as a salsa singer]
I´m the lead singer of my band, I get all the girl´s to take off their underpants
And the lead singer of my band, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girl´s wan to dance
My salsa, look out for my next single, it´s called My Salsa...
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girls wan to dance
And take off their underpants
My salsa makes all the pretty girls wan to dance
And take off their underpants, my salsa
(Where´d everybody go?)

LETRA ' BRAIN DAMAGE (EN ESPAÑOL) '

LETRA ' BRAIN DAMAGE (EN ESPAÑOL) '

Daño Cerebral

Doctor: escalpelo
Enfermera: aqui tiene
Doctor: espera, se esta convulsionando, se esta convulsionando!,
tendremos que darle choques electricos!
Enfermera: oh dios mio! oh dios mio!
Eminem:
Esos son los resultados de miles de voltios electricos,
un cuello con pernos,
"enfermera lo perdimos cheque el pulso"
un chico que se negaba a respetar a los adultos,
usaba lentes con armazon encintado y de nariz pecosa,
un patetico niño blanco huesudo y sin razon.
Por que siempre estube cansado de niños musculosos molestandome y pude estallar,
un dia que decidi devolver el golpe,
lije las llantas de mi bicicleta
(Whosssssh) mi primer dia en la secundaria,
este chico dijo "solo tu y yo,
a las tres en punto,
esta tarde moriras"
mire mi reloj y era la una y veinte
"ya te di mi lonche, dinero, que mas quieres de mi"
el dijo "no trates de correr solo lo haras peor"
mis palmas sudaban y empeze a temblar,
alguien me dijo "trata de fingir un dolor de estomago a ver si funciona"
grite, "ooooooohh mi apendice parece que va a estallar,
profe profe rapido necesito una enfermera desnuda!"
(profe)"que ocurre"
(Eminem)"no se, mi pierna me duele"
(profe)"la pierna? pense que habias dicho que era tu estomago?"
(Eminem)"oh y es cierto, pero tambien tengo un dolor de rodilla!"
(profe)"Sr. Mathers la diversion y los juegos se han acabado
y solo por lo que has hecho tendras tarea extra"
(Eminem)"pero no quiere que me quede de castigo despues de clase?"
(profe)"no, ese chico quiere patear tu culo y voy a dejarlo"
Coro por Eminem (2x):
Daño cerebral, siempre desde el dia que naci,
las dorgas son lo que ellos solian decir que yo tomaba,
dicen que nunca supe cual fue el camino que seguia,
pero donde quiera que yo voy siguen tocando mi cancion.
Eminem:
Antes de tener a mi hija Hailie,
fui acosado diariamente por este chico gordo llamado D'Angelo Bailey,
de octavo grado y actuaba insoportable por que su padre boxeaba,
todos los dias el me empujaba en los casilleros,
un dia el entro en el baño mientras yo estaba orinando,
y me puso en posicion de ser golpeado,
golpeo mi cabeza contra el mejitorio hasta que rompio mi nariz,
empapo mi ropa en sangre,
me agarro la garganta y la apreto,
trate de suplicarle y decirle que no lo hiciera,
pero el simplemente me ignoro, continuo extrangulandome y no podia respirar,
el me vio y dijo "vas a morir tonto" el director entro y dijo "que esta pasando aqui?"
y empezo a ayudarle a golpearme,
les hice creer que me habian golpeado hasta la muerte reteniendo mi respiracion
como por 5 minutos hasta que me soltaron,
entonces me levante y corri al cuarto de limpieza
y tome tornillos de 10 centimetros, objetos filosos,
escoba y algunas otras cosas
"esto es por cada vez que tomaste mi jugo de naranja,
o robaste mi asiento en el comedor y te bebiste mi leche de chocolate,
cada vez que me tiraste y escupiste la bandeja, me estoy vengando tonto,
de una vez por todas" tome el palo de escoba
y le pegue lo mas fuerte que pude en la cabeza hasta que lo rompi,
lo deje fuera de combate y puse un pie sobre su pecho... fui a casa, mas tarde,
el mismo dia empeze a leer un comic y de repente todo se puso gris,
no pude ni siquiera ver lo que estaba tratando de leer,
ensordeci y mi oreja izquierda empezo a sangrar,
mi madre empezo a gritar "que estas metido en drogas??!! mirate,
estas derramando sangre sobre mi alfombra!"
(Eminem)"lo siento!" ella me golpeo con el control remoto en la cabeza
y me abrio un hueco por el que mi cerebro salio de mi craneo,
lo recoji y grite "mira puta, que has hecho!?!?"
(madre)"oh dios mio lo siento hijo"
(Eminem)"Callate perra" a la chingada,
lo tome y lo puse de nuevo en mi cabeza,
entonces lo cosi y puse un par de tornillos en mi cuello

LETRA ' SOLDIER '

LETRA ' SOLDIER '


I'm a soldier
I'm a soldier
I'm a soldier
I'm a soldier


[Verse 1]
Yo... Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns,
Never was a gangsta, till I graduated to one
And got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin'.
Took the image of a thug, kept shit appealin'
willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death,
never live to regret what I said
when you're me, people just want to see,
if its true, if its you, what you say in your rap's,
what you do so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill,
when they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real
in confrontation ain't no conversation,
if you feel you're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed
if you feel it, kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it.
Being reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it
till its empty, tempt me, push me, pussies,
I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze...

[Chorus]
I'm a soldier, these shoulders hold up so much,
they won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up
I'm a soldier, Even if my collar bones crush or crumble,
I will never slip or stumble
I'm a soldier, These shoulders hold up so much,
they won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up
I'm a soldier, Even if my collar bones crush or crumble,
I will never stumble

[Verse 2]
I love pissin' you off, it gets me off, like my lawyers,
when the fuckin' judge lets me off
all you motherfuckas gotta do is set me off,
I'll violate and all the motherfuckin' bets be off
I'm a lit fuse, anything I do bring it's news,
pistol whippin' motherfuckin' bouncers, six-two, who needs bullets?
Soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets,
an excellent method to get rid of the next bully
It's actually better cause instead you murderin',
you can hurt em' and come back again and kick dirt at em
it's like pourin' salt in the wounds, assault and get sued,
you can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the room
everybody halts and stops, calls the cops,
all you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops
runnin' and duckin' out to the Hot Rocks parking lot,
you'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cus...

[Chorus]

Verse 3
I spit it slow so these kids know that I'm talkin' to em,
give it back to these damn critics and sock it to em
I'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac influence,
I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it
you motherfuckas could never do it like I could do it,
don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it
don't ever in your life, try to knock the truest,
I spit the illest shit, ever been dropped to two inch
so ticky-tock listen as the sound ticks on the clock,
listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a cock
listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen,
motherfuckers know that I'll never be Marshall again
Full of controversy until I retire my jersey,
till the fire inside dies and expires at thirty
and Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me,
and put a curse on authorities in the face of adversity
I'm a...

[Chorus]

Yo Left, Yo Left, Yo Left, Right, Left
Yo Left, Yo Left, Yo Left, Right, Left
Yo Left, Yo Left, Yo Left, Right, Left
Yo Left, Yo Left, Yo Left, Right, Left

LETRA ' BITCH PLEASE II '

LETRA ' BITCH PLEASE II '

[Dre]
Yeah whattup Detroit?

[Snoop]
Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't!
Ahhh!
They didn't do it again, what-what, what-what?
Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?

[Dre]
Oh fo' sho'!

[Snoop]
Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
This is special right here
What-what, what-what-what?
Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie baby
Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, y'know! What's crackin Dre?

[Dr. Dre]
Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit
on Slim's shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts
and watch mosh pits til motherfuckers knock each other unconcious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim draws
is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and fulla cars
Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw +IS+ niggaz from Crenshaw
from Long Beach to South Central
{*LOUD SCREAM*} Whoa, not these niggaz again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again


(Hehe) You and what army could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach
(East-syde!) Came a long way, 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 nightmare, just bein Andre,
but I..

[Snoop Dogg]
somehow, someway - tell 'em, nigga
You know about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggaz up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the party crackin from the shit that I be spittin son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty gungs, and I love all of 'em the same - bang bang!
Damn baby girl what's your name?
I forgot - what'd you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whassup Slim?) Whattup cuz? (Whattup Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done hooked up
with the King of the motherfuckin West coast, bay-bayy!


[Chorus] Nate Dogg (+Snoop)
And you don't really wanna fuck, with me
Only nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this heat

[Snoop]
That's, the devil, they always wanna dance

[Xzibit]
I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, I'm watchin you move
You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce with us
Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough
When things get rough I'm in the club shootin with Puff
Bitch, please - you must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees - c'mon

[ Chorus] (2x)

[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
Awww naww, big Slim Dogg
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, heezy BAY-BAY
He's Sha-day!

[Snoop]
He's so cra-zay!

[Eminem]
Hahaha! Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy White
pickets outside the Interscope offices every night
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin a living
off of the world's misery - what in the world gives me the right
to say what I like, and walk around flippin the bird
Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me

I just want you all to notice me and people to see
that somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me
is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean
So when you see me, dressin up like a nerd on TV
or heard the CD usin the fag word so freely
it's just me being me, here want me to tone it down?
{*LOWER pitch*} Suck my fuckin dick, you faggot
You happy now? Look here

[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the club up with a fo'-fo' (a fo'-fo')


[Chorus] (2x)

[Xzibit]
2001 and forever
Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg
C'mon, yeah!!

LETRA ' FORGET ABOUT DRE '

LETRA ' FORGET ABOUT DRE '


[Dr Dre]
Ya'll know me still the same ol' G
But I been low key
Hated on by most these niggas
Wit no cheese, no deals and no G's, no wheels and no keys
No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski's
Mad at me cause
I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries
Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies
But ya'll think I'm gonna let my dough freeze
Hoe Please
You better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to smoke trees
Who you think brought you the oldies
Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's
And a group that said muthafuck the police
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
The bomb weed stroll through in you hood
And when your album sales wasn't doin too good
Who's the doc that he told you to go see
Ya'll better listen up closely
All you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or the the Firm flop
ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So fuck ya'll all of ya'll
If ya'll don't like me blow me
Ya'll are gonna keep fuckin around wit me
And turn me back to the old me

[Chorus] (2x) (Eminem)
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre


[Eminem]
So what do you say to somebody you hate (what?)
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way (YUP)
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way?
Then study your tape of N.W.A.
One day I was walkin by wit a Walkman on
when I caught a guy givin me an awkward eye
And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryin to park a Dodge
when I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage
Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off
Fuck you too bitch call the cops
I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs
And when the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't found out (RIGHT HERE)
From here on out it's the Chronic 2
Startin today and tomorrow's the new
And I'm still loco enough
To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew

Slim shady - hotter then a set of twin babies
in a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up
when the temp goes up to the mid 80's
Callin men ladies
Sorry Doc but I been crazy
There is no way that you can save me
It's ok go with him Hailey (da-dah??)

[Chorus] (2x)

[Dr Dre]
If it was up to me
You muthafuckas would stop comin up to me
Wit your hands out lookin up to me
Like you want somethin free
When my last cd was out you wasn't bumpin me
But now that I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb from me
Cause I'm from the streets of (Compton, Compton)
I told em all
All them little gangstas
Who you think helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around and talk about guns
Like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all
Cause I stay well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off
What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad
Tryna get this damn label off
I ain't havin that
This is the millenium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap
You can have it back
So where's all the mad rappers at
It's like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage cats
Know that I was strapped wit gats
When you were cuddlin a cabbage patch

[Chorus] (3x)[Eminem]
So what do you say to somebody you hate (what?)
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way (YUP)
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way?
Then study your tape of N.W.A.
One day I was walkin by wit a Walkman on
when I caught a guy givin me an awkward eye
And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryin to park a Dodge
when I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage
Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off
Fuck you too bitch call the cops
I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs
And when the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't found out (RIGHT HERE)
From here on out it's the Chronic 2
Startin today and tomorrow's the new
And I'm still loco enough
To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew

Slim shady - hotter then a set of twin babies
in a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up
when the temp goes up to the mid 80's
Callin men ladies
Sorry Doc but I been crazy
There is no way that you can save me
It's ok go with him Hailey (da-dah??)

[Chorus] (2x)

[Dr Dre]
If it was up to me
You muthafuckas would stop comin up to me
Wit your hands out lookin up to me
Like you want somethin free
When my last cd was out you wasn't bumpin me
But now that I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb from me
Cause I'm from the streets of (Compton, Compton)
I told em all
All them little gangstas
Who you think helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around and talk about guns
Like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all
Cause I stay well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off
What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad
Tryna get this damn label off
I ain't havin that
This is the millenium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap
You can have it back
So where's all the mad rappers at
It's like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage cats
Know that I was strapped wit gats
When you were cuddlin a cabbage patch

[Chorus] (3x

LETRA ' MY DAD'S GONE CRAZY '

LETRA ' MY DAD'S GONE CRAZY '


[Intro]
Hello boys and girls,
today we are gunna talk about father and daughter relationships.
Do you have a daddy?
I'll bet you do, whos your daddy.

Hailie: Daddy what are you doing?

Eminem and Hailie: Okay then! Everybody listen up!

Eminem: I'm goin' to hell! Who's comin' with me???!?

Hailie: Somebody please help him! I think my dad's gone crazy...

Verse 1
There's no mountain I can't climb,
there's no tower too high,
no plane that I can't learn how to fly
what do I gotta do to get through to you,
to show you there ain't nothin' I can't take this chainsaw to?
Fuckin' brains, brawn and brass balls,
I cut'em off, and got'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar inside of a hall
with my framed autographed sunglasses with Elton John's name on my drag wall,
I'm out the closet, I've been lyin' my ass off
All this time me and Dre been fuckin' with hats off (Suck it, Marshall).
So tell Laura and her husband to back off
before I push this muthafuckin' button and blast off
and launch one at these Russians and that's all
blow every fuckin' thing except Afghanistan on the map off.
When will it stop? When will I knock the crap off?
Hailie, tell 'em baby,( My Dad's Lost It!!)

Chorus
There's really nothin' else to say, I... I can't explain it
I think my dad's gone crazy
A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell 'em baby
I think my dad's gone crazy
There's nothin' you could do or say that could ever change me
I think my dad's gone crazy
There's no one on earth that can save me, not even Hailie
I think my dad's gone crazy

Verse 2
It's like my mother always told me,
rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana and codeine and
goddammit you little muthafucker
if you ain't got nuthin' nice to say then don't say nuthin'
…..uh, fuck that shit bitch eat a muthafuckin' dick,
chew on a prick and lick
a million muthafuckin' cocks per second,
I'd rather put out a muthafuckin' gospel record
I'd rather be a pussy whipped bitch, eat pussy,
and have pussy lips glued to my face with a clit ring in my nose
then quit bringin' my flows
quit givin' me my ammo.
Can't you see why I'm so mean?
If y'all leave me alone this wouldn't be my M.O.
I wouldn't have to go, eenee, meenee, meini, mo,
catch a homo by his toe,
man I don't know no more
am I the only fuckin' one who's normal any more?
Dad...

Chorus

Verse 3
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time,
can make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
see what you're seein' is a genius at work,
which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first
cus when I speak, it's tongue-in-cheek,
I'd yank my fuckin' teeth before I'd ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums,
get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once
and die and come back as Vanilla Ice's son
and walk around the rest of my life spit on,
and kicked and hit with shit everytime I sung
like R. Kelly as soon as Bump and Grind comes on.
More pain inside of my brain than the eyes of a little girl
inside of a plane aimed at the World Trade,
standin' on Ronnie's grave, screamin' at the sky,
till clouds gather, it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
and that's pretty much the gist of it,
the parents are pissed but the kids love it.
9 millimeter heater stashed in 2 seaters with meat cleavers
I don't blame you, I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither...

Chorus

Hailie:
Crazy
Ha Ha Ha
You're Funny Daddy!