11-01-2007, 02:36 AM
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Puke
. . . There I go--thinking of you again [Chorus] You don't know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem But from of the dome would probably be a little more, more suitable for this type of song--whoa I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink ta So fuck it, I'ma start right here by just be brief-a Bout to rattle off some other reasons I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo of you On my arm, but what do I go and do I go and get another one, now I got two Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it If you only knew how much I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing you ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who [Chorus] You don't know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter But I thought a song would probably be a little better Instead of a letter That you'd probably just shred up--yeah I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a Paper, I'd rather let you see how Much I fuckin' hate you in a freestyle You're a fuckin' cokein' slut, I hope you fuckin' die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut, I hope you die Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna gag-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ag What else can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to But every time I think of you now, I'll I wanna do Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke [Chorus] You don't know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you, I puke Fuckin' bitch |
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11-01-2007, 02:37 AM
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My 1st Single
. . . Ohh! Yeah! So much for first single on this one [Verse 1] Shady's the lable Aftermath is the stable That the horses come out erra Of course we're about to stir up Some shit ?? Mix water with syrup It's the mr. picked on Christopher Reeves Just for no reason other than the just to tease him Cause he was as big as ?? He used to be Superman Now we're pourin liquor on the crib in his name for him Eminem you wait till' we meet up again Fucker I'm kickin your ass for everything you've ever said It's one for the money two for the fuckin show Ready get set, let's go Here comes the ?? stompin and stampedin up the damn street Like them buffalo soldiers, I told ya I'm bout' to blow So look out below, geronimo, motherfuckers is dominos I'm on a roll, around and around I go When will I stop? I don't know Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show left off But I know anything's possible Though I'm not gonna top what I sold I'm at the top of my game That shit is not gonna change Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team I'll get away with murder I'm O.J. he's like my cock from the day We keep the mark from the tapes In a safe, locked them away Better watch what you say Just when you thought you were safe Them fuckers got you on tape You swear to god you was playin Whether or not you was little Joshua Gosh I wish I coulda told you to not do the same Cause one day it could cost you your name [chorus] And this was supposed to be my first single But I just fucked that up so, Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle Slap a bitch and smack a ho This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle That you hear on your radio But shit's about to hit the shingle Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Oh Ah Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Poo Poo Ca Ca [Verse 2] Erra Erra Eric swallowed some generic sleeping pills And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked chicka chicka chicka .. And then just turned 16 and used a fake id To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kelly Hehehehehe, to be so young and naive Oh what I wouldn't give to live so Kim and care free Paris and Nikki's parents must be so tickled to cherish Every picture with their kids with hickeys all over their necks Hickory Dickory derr digga Look at me work wizardry with these words Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain 22 jerks and a jerk circle Or is it a circle jerk or wait a minute What am I sayin, allow me to run it back and rewind it rrrbb lemme ask you again Am I just jerkin the chain Am I bizerk or insane Or am I just one of them damn amateurs Workin the damn camera filmin one of them Paris Hilton home made pornos Who keeps tiltin the lens at an angle Chicka Chicka Just recently somebody just discovered Britney and Justin videotapes of them fuckin When they were just mouseketeers in the Mickey Mouse club And dusted them and went straight to The Source with them Cause they coulda sworn someone said Nuh- And then tried to erase and record over it But if you listen close enough to it you can hear the Uh Uh and then the come-to-find-out-it-was-Justin Sayin 'I'm done-uh!' Come on this was [chorus] supposed to be my first single But I just fucked that up so, Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle Slap a bitch and smack a ho This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle That you hear on your radio But shit's about to hit the shingle Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Oh Ah Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Poo Poo Ca Ca [Verse 3] Any opinions or somethin you just wanna get off your chest And address it about my lyrics I'd love to hear it All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just dial up this number It's 1-800-I'm a dick sucker I love to suck a dick And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key And I'll be sure to get back As soon as there comes a day that I fall out with Dre Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!) So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken, Beat a chicken, eat a chicken like it's a big cock(?) bawka-bi-kaw Or suck a dick, and lick a dick and eat a dick And stick a dick in your mouth I'm done you can fuck off fucka-fucka-fuck offf! [chorus] And this was supposed to be my first single But I just fucked that up so, Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle Slap a bitch and smack a ho This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle That you hear on your radio But shit's about to hit the shingle Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Oh Ah Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Poo Poo Ca Ca
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11-01-2007, 02:37 AM
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Rain Man
. . . [Dre (Em)] Yeah (Definately, definately, definately, definately definately K-mart) Yeah, yeah [Eminem (Dr. Dre):] You find me offensive? I find you offensive For finding me offensive Hence if I should draw a line on any fences If so to what extense if Any, should I go? 'Cause it's getting expensive Being on the other side of the courtroom on the defensive They say that I cause extensive Pshycological nerve damage to the brain when I go to lenghts this, Far at other people's expenses I say your all just too god damn sensitive It's censorship And it's down right blasphomous Listen to shit now cause I won't stand for this And Chirs-stiff-pher Reeves won't sit for this neither And let's clear this up too I ain't got no beef with him either He used to be like a hero to me I even believe I, had one of those 25 cent stickers on my re--fridgerator Right next to Darth Vader And Darth must have put a hex on him for later I feel like it's my fault cause of the way that I stuck him up in between him and Lex Luther I killed Superman, I killed Super--man And how ironic, that I'd be the bad guy Kryptonite: The Green Chronic [Chorus:] Cause I ain't got no legs! Or no brain, nice to meet you Hi, my name is... I forgot my name! My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame My soul is possessed by this devil my new name is.... Rain Man Now in the Bible it says Thou shalt not watch two lesbians in bed, Have homosexual sex Unless of course you were given the consent to join in Then of course, it's intercourse And it's bi-sexual sex Which isn't as bad, as long as you show some remorse for your actions Either before, during or after peforming the act of that which Is normally referred to have such, more commonly known phrases That are more used by today's kids In a more derogatory way but Who's to say, what's fair to say, and what not to say? Let's ask Dr. Dre Dr. Dre? (What up?) I gotta question if I may? (Yeah) Is it gay to play Putt-Putt golf with a friend (Yeah) And watch his butt-butt when he tees off? (Yeah) But, ut! I ain't done yet In football the quarterback yells out hutt-hutt While he reaches in another grown man's ass Grabs on his nuts but just what if It was never meant it was just an accident But he tripped, fell, slipped and his penis went in His teeny tiny little round hiney but he didn't mean it But his little weenie flinched just a little bit And I don't mean to go in into any more details but What if he pictured it as a females butt? Is that gay? I just need to clear things up Til then i'll just walk around with a manly strut because... [Chorus] You find me offensive, I find you offensive Shit, this is the same verse I just did this When am I gonna come to my good senses? Probably the day Bush comes to my defenceses My spider senses telling me Spiderman is nearby And my plan is to get him next And open up a whip ass canister God damn it Dre where is the god damn beat? (Yeah) Anyway, anyway I don't know how else to put it This is the only thing that I'm good at I am the bad guy, Kryptonite: The Green Chronic Demonic, yep yep, don't worry I'm on it I got it, high five Nick Lachey Stuck a pen in Jessica's head and walked away And she blew around the room like a balloon-a Grabbed the last can of chicken tuna Out the trash can and screw my Head is straight back to the Neverland Ranch With a peanut butter, jelly, chicken, tuna sandwhich And I don't gotta make no god damn sense I just did a whole song and I didn't say shit [Chorus] Cause IIIAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHAHAHAAA AAAAAHAHHHHHHHHHH Yo, Rain Man Definately, definately Dr. Dre super dope beat maker two thousand and Two thousand four hundred and eighty seven million Nine hundred and n seventy three thousand four hundred and sixty three And seventy (Yeah)
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11-01-2007, 02:38 AM
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Big Weenie
. . . I don't understand Why are you being so mean? You're mean mean man [Chorus] You are just jealous of me Cuz you, you just can't do what I do So instead of just admitting it You walk around and say All kinds of really mean things About me cuz you're a meanie, a meanie But it's only cuz you're Just really jealous of me Cuz I'm what you want to be So you just look like an idiot When you say these mean things Cuz it's too easy to see You're just a really big weenie, big weenie [Verse 1] Alright listen, I need you to focus I need you to go dig deep in your mind, this is important We are going to perform an experiment of the sorts I'm going to have to ask you to bear with me for a moment Now I need you to open your mind-your eyes close them You are now about to be placed under my hypnosis For the next four and a half minutes We are going to explore into your mind To find out why you're so fuckin' jealous Now why did they make Yoo-Hoo? Hippity ga-ga boo-boo Psych, I'm kidding I just wanted to see if you're still listenin' Ok, now I need your undivided attention Sir I have a question Why do I always sense this undeniable tension From the moment that I enter into the room It gets all quiet and whispers Whenever theres conversation, why am I always mentioned? I've been dying to ask, it's been itchin' at me Is it just because [Chorus] [Verse 2] Alright now I, I just flubbed a line I was going to say something extremely important But I forgot who or what it was, I fucked up Psych, I'm kidding again you idiot, no I didn't That's just what you wanted to hear from me Is that I fucked up ain't it? But I can bust one take without lookin' at no paper It doesn't take a bunch of takes Or me to stand here in this booth all day For me to say the truth, ok? You're droolin, you have tooth decay Your mouth is open, you're disgusting What the fuck you eat for lunch A bunch of sweets or something, what? You munch a bunch of Crunch 'N Munch? Your tooth is rotten to the gum Your breath stinks, wanna chew some gum? Yes I do sir, what am I on? You sir are on chew syrum Marshall I'm so jealous of you Please say you won't tell nobody I'd be so embarrassed, I'm just absolutely terrified That someone's gonna find out why I'm saying All these terrible, evil and awful mean things It's my own insecurity! [Chorus] [Verse 3] Alright now we, we're going to conduct That experiment that we were talking about earlier Just to see what a frog looks like when it takes two hits of ecstasy Cuz that's exactly what your eyes look like, want to check to see? Here's a mirror, notice the resemblence here? Wait, let me put these sun glasses on Now look in this mirror, how about now? What do you have in common? You're both green with envy and look like idiots with sunglasses on 'em You look like I sound like singing about weenies Now take my weenie out of your mouth This is between me and you, I know you're not happy I know you'd much rather see me lying in the corner of a room somewhere crying Curled up in a ball tweeked out of my mind dying There is no denying that my weenie is much bigger than yours is Mine is like sticking a banana between two oranges Why you even doing this to yourself, it's pointless Why do we have to keep on going through this, this is tortuous My point is this That if you say mean things, weenie will shrink Now I fogot what the chorus is, your just is...
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11-01-2007, 02:39 AM
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Just Lose It
. . . Guess who's back Back again Shady's back Tell a friend Now everyone report to the dance floor To the dance floor, to the dance floor Now everyone report to the dance floor Alright Stop...Pajama time Verse 1: Come here little kiddies,On my lap Guess who's back with a brand new rap And i don't mean rap as in a new case of child molestation accusation Aah aah aah aah aah no worries, pappa's got a brand new bag of toys what else could i possibly do to make noise I done touched on everything, but little boys That's not a stab at Micheal That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho I go a little bit crazy sometimes I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes Good god, dip, do a little slide Bend down, touch your toes and just glide Up the center of the dance floor Tee pee for my bunghole and it's cool if you let one go Nobody's gonna know who'd hear it Give a little poot poot, it's ok (Fart Sound) Oops my cd just skipped And everyone just heard you let one rip Hook: Now I'm gonna make you dance Here's your chance Yeah boy shake that ass, Oops i mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you're my world Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah Oh baby Aah aah Oh baby baby aah aah Verse 2: It's Friday and it's my day Used to party all the way to sunday Maybe till monday, i dunno what day Everday's just a holiday Crusin' on the freeway Feelin' kinda breezy Got the top down, let my hair blow I dunno where i'm goin' All I know is when i get there Someones gonna touch my body Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk But I'm feel just a little stressed out from work Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out...there What's your name girl What's your sign Dr Dre: Man, you must be out your mind Dre aah aah Beer goggles, blind I'm just trying to unwind Hook: Now I'm gonna make you dance Here's your chance Yeah boy shake that ass, Oops i mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you're my world Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah Oh baby Aah aah Oh baby baby aah aah Verse 3: It's Tuesday and I'm locked up I'm in jail and i don't know what happend They say I was running butt naked Down the street screaming Aah aah aah aah aah Well I'm sorry, I don't remember All I know is this much I'm not guilty They said save it Boy we caught you on tape Yelling at an old lady, touch my body Now this is the part where the rap breaks down it's real intense no one makes a sound Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves A step back to reality Look it's B.Rabbit You signed me up to battle I'm a grown man Duba duba duba duba duba duba I don't have any lines to go right here so Duba duba duba duba fellas what? fellas what? Grab you left nut, make the right one jealous what? Black girls White girls Skinny girls Fat girls Tall girls Small girls I'm calling all girls Everyone report to the dance floor It's your chance for a little romance whore Butt squeezin it's the season Just go aah aah aah aah so appeasing Hook: Now I'm gonna make you dance Here's your chance Yeah boy shake that ass, Oops i mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you're my world Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah Oh baby Aah aah Oh baby baby aah aah Outro: Mmmmm touch my body Mmmmm touch my body Ooh boy just touch my body I mean girl just touch my body
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