Guess who You missed me? Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus!
When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (clear to me) You're the one they adore, who they came to see. (who they came to see) You're a... rockstar (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Playa, who can really blame you? (who can really blame you) We're the ones who made you
Back by popular demand Now pop a little zantac for antacid if you can You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand How does it feel? Is it fantastic, is it grand? Well look at all the massive masses in the stands Shady, man, no, don't massacre the fans Damn, I think Kim Kardashian's a man! She stomped him just because he asked to put his hands On her massive glutius maximus again Sqeeze it, then squish it, then pass it to her friend Can he come back as nasty as he can? Yes, he can, can, don't ask me this again He does not mean to lesbian offend But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men Samantha's a two, you're practically a ten I know you want me, girl, in fact, I can see a grin. Now come in girl.
CHORUS
The enforcer looking for more women to torture Walk up to the cutest girl and Charlie Horse 'er Sorry Porsha, but what's Ellen Degeneress, have that i don't Are ya tellin me tenderness Well I can be as gentle and smooth as a gentlemen Gimme my ventolin inhaler and two xenadrine And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then Nail her, baby say hello to my little friend Brit, forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middle men Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge Forget them other men, girl, pay the middle attention and little did I mention, that Jennifer's in Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench Man, I swear them other guys, you give 'em an inch They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim(?)
CHORUS
And that's why, my love you'll never live without I know you want me girl 'cause I can see you checkin me out And baby, you know you know you want me too Don't try to deny it baby you know that I'm the only one for you (obligatory fart noise)
Damn girl I'm beginning to sprout an alphalpha Why should I wash my filthy mouth out you think thats bad you should hear the rest of my album Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia Man Cash, I don't mean to mess with ya gal but Jessica Alba put her breast in my mouth bro Wowzers I just made a mess in my trousers And they wonder why I keep wrestlin elvis Lord, help us, he's back in his pink Alf shirt Lookin like someone drinked his outfit I think he' bout to flip Jessica rest assured Superman's here to rescue you Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm your Blake Matter of fact, bake me a birthday cake With a sawblade in it to make my jail break Maybe i think you just met your soulmate Now break it down girl
CHORUS
So baby, baby, get down down down (about 10 times)
oh Amy, rehab never looked so good I can't wait, i'm going back haha WOO Dr. Dre, 2020 Yeah
3 A.M.
[intro] Oh oh oh oh oh ooh
there is no escaping theres no place to hide ??? someone saved me but they don’t pay no mind goodbye
you’re walkin down the horror corridor its almost 4 in the morning and your in a nightmare its horrible, right there’s the coroner waiting for ya to turn the corner so he can corner ya
you’re a goner he’s onto ya out the corner of his cornia he just saw ya run all you want is to rest cuz can’t run anymore ur done all he wants is to k*ll u in front of an audience while everybody is watching in the party applauding it
here i sit while i’m caught up in deep thought again contemplating my next plog again swallowin a colonop*n while i’m noddin in and out on the autumen ??? and holdin onto the p*ll bottle then
lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom and make sure i got all of it wake up n*ked ad mcdonalds with blood all over me d*ad bodies behind the counter sh*t
guess i musta just blacked out again NOT AGAIN
its 3 am in the morning put my key in the door bodies laying all over the floor and i dont remember how they got there but i guess i musta k*lled em, k*lled em
its 3 am in the morning put my key in the door bodies laying all over the floor and i dont remember how they got there but i guess i musta k*lled em, k*lled em
sitting n*de in my living room its almost noon i wonder whats on the tube maybe they’ll show some b*obs flipping every channel until i find hanna montana then i reach for the aloe and ????
bust all over the wall panel and dismantlin every candle on top of the fireplace mantle grab my flannel and my bandana then Kiss the *aked manequin man again
you can see him standin in my front window if you look in i’m just a hooligan who’s used to usin haleucenog*ns causin illusions again, brain contus*ons again cutting and bruising the skin razors scissors and pins jesus when does it end? phases that i go thru dazed and i’m so confused days that i don’t know who gave these molecules to me what am i gon do? pay the prodigal son the diabolical one very methodical when i slaught*r them
CHORUS X2
She puts the lotion in the basket she puts the lotion on the skin or else it gets the hose again she puts the lotion in the basket she puts the lotion on the skin or else it gets the hose again
i ??? and i slash slice and gash again last night was a blast i can’t quite remember when i had that much fun on the half pint of the jack my last vic and a half, a flashlight of kim kardashians as*
i remember the first time i dismembered a family member december i think it was i was havin drinks with my cousin i wrapped him in xmas lights pushed him in the stinkin tub cut him up into pieces and just when i went to drink his blood
i thought i outta drink his bathwater that outta be fun thats when my days of serial m*rder mansl*ughter begun
the sight of blood excites me that might be an artery son ur blood curlin and screams just dont seem to bother me none
its 3 am and here i come so u should probably run a secret passageway around here man theres got to be one
or no theres probably none he can scream all that he wants at the top of his lungs it aint gon stop me from choppin him up up
Eminem feat. Dr. Dre - Old Time's Sake
[Eminem] Good evening... This is your fucking captain speaking We will soon be reaching an altitude of 4 million and a half feet That's 8 million miles in the sky Please undo your seatbelt for takeoff You are now free to smoke up out the cabinet
[Dr. Dre] I'm Dre from back in the day from NWA from black and the grey from Chokin' a bitch to smackin' her face from Stackin' up bodies to rackin' the K's up? From rackin' up hits to stackin' the crates up I'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapeworm And what was happenin' in rap entertainment Me and Shady, far as competition faggot there ain't none
[Eminem] Speak of the devil, it's attack of the Rainman Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron Soon as the blade spun, vrum they run away from Who wanna play dungeon, no one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon, a great one Wait it ain't funny man, it's urgent i need one Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun And an emergency squirt gun to spray-a one
[Chorus] So one more time for old time's sake Dre drop that beat and scratch that break And just blow a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go (You're now smokin' with the best, best)
So one more time for old time's sake Dre drop that beat and scratch that break And just send a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go (You're now smokin' with the best, best)
[Eminem] Smoke signal in the sky like verizon wireless A nice environment, suprise entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrant Takin' lives of firemen, say goodbye here I am again Naked wives and vicodin Before I begin to get to so high pussyboy I could spin Vin vin Fuck the handle, I fly off the hinge Let the boy off the bench coach, and throw it to him There he goes in his trenchcoat, no clothes again Baby make us some french toast and show us some skin I show you every inch grows in my foreskin Show me nipple, I pinch both and throw up a ten Now you know it's a sin to tease, blow us again The sorceror of intercourse, if it's forced it's him Don't fight the feelin' if you're feeling the force within When you wake up in the mornin' next to the porcelain
[Chorus]
[Dr. Dre] Now when there's smoke there's fire When there's fire there's flames When there's flames there's Chronic Either you high or you ain't I got no time for no games
[Eminem] Naah uh he ain't playin' He's gon' get the AK and aim it right at your bra-ain I'm slightly insa-ane, back on Creatine Hypnotic and red bull, it's an incredible energy drink And It's givin' me wings, I believe I can fly While I pee on a girl, you won't catch me CSI It's as easy as pie, and as simple as cake Dre get on the mic and make 'em tremble and shake
[Dr. Dre] Now put your smoke up in the air, raise your Henny and Coke And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me know We can smoke 'til there's no more lighter fluid to do it Let's get in to it, your smokin' with the triedest and truest I got the midas touch, when it comes to rollin' shit up You mother fuckers ain't smokin' you just holdin' shit up Now here we go let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt I smoke the kind of stuff that makes the records go number one Cause if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weed Now them words are just a little more personal for me Seein' as how, I blew up off from puffin' them trees
[Eminem] We're smokin' up for me, fuck yeah light it up cheech Cmon smoke me out cuz, gimme contact buzz Get me on track, they love me when I'm on that stuff But this is earth callin', Shady man cmon back WHAT Man we're losin' him, he won't even respond back, Fuck Now look at all the pretty women in here (Damn bitches) Dre it's hot, I think he better go check on their temperatures I'll get the thermometer, you get the bandages Now baby just bend over, just more of the damn bitches
[Chorus]
Beautiful
Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you....
I'm just so fuckin depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump If I could just get over this hump, but I need something to pull me out this dump I took my bruises, took my lumps, fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up, in order for me to pick the mic back up I don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in I'm startin to feel distant again, so I decided just to pick this pen Up and try to make an attempt to vent but I just can't admit or come to grips With the fact that I may be done with rap, I need a new outlet And I know some shit so hard to swallow, but I just can't sit back and wallow In my own sorrow, but I know one fact, I'll be one tough act to follow One tough act to follow I'll be one tough act to follow Here today, gone tomorrow, but you'd have to walk a thousand miles...
Chrous
In my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me, I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others minds Just to see what we'd find, look at shit through each others eyes
*Singing* But don't let them say you ain't beautiful They can all get FUCKED, just stay true to you
Verse 2 I think I'm startin to lose my sense of humor, everythings so tense and gloom, I Almost feel like I got to check the temperture of the room just as soon as I walk in, it's like all eyes on me, so I try to avoid any eye contact Cause if I do that, then it opens the door for coversation, like I want that I'm not looking for extra attention, I just want to be just like you Blend in with the rest of the room, maybe just point me to the closest restroom I don't need no fuckin man servant, tryna follow me around and wipe my ass And laugh at every single joke I crack and half of them aint even funny like "Ahh, Marshall you're so funny man you should be a comedian, god damn" Unfortunately I am, I just hide behind the tears of a clown So why don't you all sit down, listen to the tale I'm about to tell Hell, we ain't gotta trade our shoes, and you aint gotta walk no thousand miles
In my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me, I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others minds Just to see what we'd find, look at shit through each others eyes
*Singing* But don't let them say you ain't beautiful They can all get FUCKED, just stay true to you
Verse 3 Nobody asked for life to deal us what these bullshit hands were dealt We gotta take these cards ourselves, and flip them, don't expect no help Now I could of either just sat on my ass and pissed and moaned Or take this situation in which I'm placed, and get up and get my own I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags Or sat on the porch and hoped and pray for a dad to show up who never did I just wanted to fit in, in every single place, every school I went I dreamed of being that cool kid, even if it meant actin stupid And Aunt Edna was told me, keep makin that face it'll get stuck like that Meanwhile I'm just standin there holdin my tongue tryna talk like "thissss" Till I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old I learned my lesson then, cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more But I already told you my whole life story, not just based on my description Cause where you see it, from where you're sittin, it's probably 110 percent different I guess we would have to walk a mile in each others shoes at least What size you wear? I wear 10's, let's see if you could fit your feet...
In my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me, I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others minds Just to see what we'd find, look at shit through each others eyes
*Singing* But don't let them say you ain't beautiful They can all get FUCKED, just stay true to you
Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everyone has their private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you....
*Talking* Yeah,
to my babies, stay strong. Dad will be home soon. And to the rest of
the world, God gave you them shoes, to fit you, so put them on and wear
em. Be yourself man. Be proud of who you are. Even if it sounds corny,
don't ever let anyone tell you, you aint beautiful.
