Curtain Call: The Hits de Eminem

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1. Intro

   Letra

   [Footsteps and a belch are heared] Whoooo!!! Hey, how you guys doin. You want more? Alright, then shut up!!! Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo) Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo) Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo) Shoobeedoo Shoobee Snoobedeebeebop Girl (girl, girl, girl) Your My World (world, world world) Your My Girl (girl, girl girl) Your my world, world world. Here's a song for da ladies.
2. Fack

   Letra

   Ah ah ah ahhh Oh god damn I'm gonna facckin c** Oh shit, oh yeah Fack fack faaaack Fuck I am I am, I'm going to c** I'm cumming I never seen no shit like this This bitch can twist like a damn contortionist Condom on my dick Of course it is This bitch don't know what abortion is So I can't c** in her Fucks like a porn star Looks like jenna Fuck I'm gonna C** I think my rubbers coming off But oh it's so fuckin wet and soft Fuck I'm gonna start letting off I'm squirting and she's not getting off And she's on top I'm gonna fucking, oh god Oh don't do that Don't stop Stop, don't, I don't mean don't stop Ah Wait a minute Oh ohh fack I'm gonna fucking c** Ah ah ah ahhh Oh god damn I'm gonna facckin c** Oh shit, oh yeah Fack fack fack Fack I am I am, I'm going to c** I'm cumming Oh wow oh aww I need a cigarette now Oh I'm so fucking hot and your so fuckin hot Oh my God I wanna facking fack No, not fuck I said fack F A C K F A C K Fack fack facking freak me Oh yeah girl c baby They call me mr freaky Lets call your sister threeway Have some threesome Me so horny And your such a fuckin babe I wanna go down on you Fack you shave Oh god damn Here I go again I'm gonna c**, I am Ah ah ah ahhh Oh god damn I'm gonna facckin c** Oh shit, oh yeah Fack fack fack Fack I am I am, I'm going to c** I'm cumming Ok I'm done I already came twice You ain't gonna make me c** I'm all out of gas Not so fast Ah Your finger just went in my ass' Ahh that hurts take it out now Oh wait a minute put it back in In in in This don't mean I'm gay, I don't like men I like boobs Boobs boobs Now See that gerbil Grab that tube Shove it up my butt Let that little rascal nibble on my asshole Oh yeah right there, right there Uhhh I'm cumming Oh yeah Fack I just came again Ok pull it out now Oh fuck yeah Wait he's not out He's still crawling around up there Oh fack I think it's stuck Oh but it feels so fucking good Ah ah ah ahhh Oh god damn I'm gonna facckin c** Oh shit, oh yeah Fack fack fack Fack I am I am, I'm going to c** I'm cumming Shove a gerbil in your ass Through a tube Shove a gerbil in your ass Through a tube Shove a gerbil in your ass Through a tube Shove a gerbil in your ass Through a tube Ewww Eww ewww
3. The Way I Am
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   Whatever Dre, just let it run Aiyyo, turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo, this song is for anyone, fuck it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be The most meanest MC on this Earth And since birth, I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve All this tension dispensin' these sentences Gettin' this stress that's been eatin' me recently off of this chest And I rest again peacefully (peacefully) But at least have the decency in you To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out In the streets when I'm eatin' or feedin' my daughter Do not come and speak to me (speak to me) I don't know you and no I don't owe you a motherfuckin thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick If you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty) No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin' you 10 feet (liftin' you 10 feet) in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you) I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know, it's just the way I am Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered With all of this nonsense, it's constant And: Oh, it's his lyrical content The song Guilty Conscience has gotten such rotten responses And all of this controversy circles me And it seems like the media immediately Points a finger at me (finger at me) So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up When you don't give a fuck when you won't just put up With the bullshit, they pull, cause they full of shit too When a dude's gettin' bullied and shoots up his school And they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn) and the heroin Where were the parents at? And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class ci-ty Havin' this happenin' (this happenin') Then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way) But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire To burn and it's burnin' and I have returned And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am I don't know, it's just the way I am I'm so sick and tired of bein' admired That I wish that I would just die or get fired And dropped from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on My Name Is And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation To cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience) To deal with these cocky Caucasians who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk With an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin The same fuckin' questions (fuckin' questions) What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how 'Til I'm grabbin' my hair and I'm tearin' it out 'Cause they drivin' me crazy (drivin' me crazy), I can't take it I'm racin', I'm pacing, I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for every fan that I get But I can't take a shit, in the bathroom Without someone standin' by it No I won't sign your autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, everyday I am I don't know, it's just the way I am
4. My Name Is
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   CHORUS Hi! My name is (what?), my name is (who?) My name is (chicka, chicka) Slim Shady Hi! My name is (huh?), my name is (what?) My name is (chicka, chicka) Slim Shady Hi! My name is (what?), my name is (who?) My name is (chicka, chicka) Slim Shady Hi! My name is (huh?), my name is (what?) My name is (chicka, chicka) Slim Shady (Ahem! Excuse me! Can I have the attention of the class, for one second?) Hi, kids! Do you like violence? (yeah, yeah, yeah!) Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids?(uh-huh!) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (yeah, yeah!) Try 'cid and get fucked up worse than my life is? (huh?) My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin' to get my head straight But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I wanna impregnate. And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady, you're a basehead!" (Uh-uh!) "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!" Well, since age twelve I felt like I'm someone else 'Cause I hung my original self form the top bunk with a belt Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes back to Kriss Kross (ahhh!!!) I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast Come here slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog) I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off CHORUS My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be 35 I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him wit a stapler And stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (owww!!!) Walked in a strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Extra-terrestrials, runnin' over pedestrians, In a space ship while they're screaming at me: "Let's just be friends!" Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to I just found out my mom does more dope than I do (damn) I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin' drugs and name it after her (oh, thank you!) You know you blew up when the women rush your stands And try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (ahhh!!!) This guy at White Castle asked me for my autograph (dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it "Dear Dave, thanks for the support, asshole!" CHORUS Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (get him!) Dr. Dre don't just stand there, operate!!! I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (fuck that) I'd rather be carried inside a cemetery and buried alive (huh yup) Am I comin' or goin'? I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of vodka, dare me to drive? (Go ahead) All my life I was very deprived, I ain't had a woman in years And my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!) Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (riiiip!) I spit when I talk (haach-ptoo!), I fuck anything that walks (come here) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits How you gonna breast feed me Mum?! (waaah!) You ain't got no tits!! (waaah!) I lay awake and strap myself in bed, With a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (bang!) I'm steamin mad (grrr!) And by the way, when you see my dad (yeah?) Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had CHORUS
5. Stan
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   My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote, but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Scam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote I hope you have the chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to but you could have signed an autograph For Matthew That's my little brother, man. He's only 6 years old We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours And ya just said no That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more Than I do I ain't that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I write you You would write back. See, I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps When I'm depressed I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline. The Pain is such a sudden rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'Cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous, 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up You've gotta call me man. I'll be the biggest fan You'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan PS: We should be together too My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, to put your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Mr. I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans This'll be the last package I ever send, your ass It's been six months and still no word. I don't Deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the Addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you. I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now. I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim: I drank a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive? You know that song by Phil Collins from The Air In The Night? About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning? But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him? That's kinda how this is. You could have rescued me from drowning Now it's too late. I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we could have been together. Think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream aboutit I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe withoutme See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to talk Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat I just tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more And then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be great, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother: I wrote it On your Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you And what's this shit you said about you Like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin' dawg C'mon, how fucked up is you? You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin' To help your ass from bouncin' off the Walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' Just fine If you'd relax a little. I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want You as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago That made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was Pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape but it didn't say who It was to Come to think about it, his name was, iIt was you Damn
6. Lose Yourself
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   [Intro] Look, if you had, one shot, or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted - one moment Would you capture it? Or just let it slip? By [Verse 1] His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now The clock's run out, time's up over, plow! Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked He's so mad, but he won't give up that Easy, no He won't have it, he knows his whole back's at these ropes It don't matter, he's dope He knows that, but he's broke He's so stag that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's Back to the lab again yo This old rhapsody Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him [Hook x2] You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo [Bridge] The soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order A normal life is boring, but super stardom's close to post mortem It only grows harder, homie grows hotter He blows us all over these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows He's grown farther from home, he's no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water His hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold product They moved on to the next schemer who flows He nose dove and sold nada So the soap opera is told and unfolds I suppose it's old partner, but the beat goes on Da da dumb da dumb da da [Hook x2] You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo No more games, I'm changing what you call rage Tear this mother fucking roof off like two dogs caged I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhyming and kept writing the next ciphers Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I can't get by with my 9 to 5 And I can't provide the right type of life for my family Cuz man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers And it's no movie, there's no Michelle Pfeiffer, this is my life And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a pre-madonna Baby mama drama's screaming on and Too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's Gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot Success is my only mother fucking option, failure's not Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go I cannot grow old in Salem's lot So here I go, it's my shot. Feet fail me not, this maybe the only opportunity that I got [Hook x2] You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo [Outro]
7. Shake That

   Letra

   [Eminem] Shady, Aftermath There she goes, shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin' and grindin' that pole The way she's grindin' that pole I think I'm losing control Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fuucked up Hit the strip club don't forget once get your dick rubbed Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit faceted Pasted, blasted, puke drink up, get a new drink Hit the bathroom sink, throw up Wipe your shoe clean, got a routine Knowin' still got a few chunks on your shoestring Knowin' I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated I was revibed as soon as this B is gyrated And hips and licked them lips and that was it I had to get Nate Dogg and his sing some shit [Nate Dogg] Two to the one from the one to the three I like good pussy and I like good trees Smoke so much weed you wouldn't believe And I get more ass than a toilet seat Three to the one from the one to the three I met a bad bitch last night in the D Let me tell you how I made her leave with me Conversation and Hennessey I've been to the motherfuckin' mountain top Heard motherfuckers talk, seen and dropped If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock And when I bust yo ass I'ma continue to rock Getcha ass of the wall with your two left feet It's real easy just follow the beat Don't let that fine girl pass you by Look real close 'cause strobe lights blind We 'bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin' for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin' baby step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are 'bout it 'bout it I'm lookin' for a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say everyday she be givin' it up CHORUS [Nate Dogg] Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me [Eminem] I'm a menace, a dentist, an oral hygienist Open your mouth for about four or five minutes Take a little bit of this fluoride rinse Swish but don't spit it, swallow and I'll finish Yeah me and Nate d-o double g Looking for a couple bitches with some double d's Pop a little champagne and a couple E's Slip it in her bubbuly, we finna finna have a party [Nate Dogg] Have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin' for a girl I can fuck in my hummer truck Apple Bottom jeans and a big old slut Some girls they act retarded Some girls are 'bout it 'bout it I want a bitch that sit at the crib with no panties on Knows that she can't but she won't say no Now look at this lady all in front of me, sexy as can be Tonight I want a slut, will you be mine? I heard you was freaky from a friend of mine [Eminem] Now I'ma hope you don't get mad at me But I told Nate you was a freak He said he wants a slut, hope you don't mind I told him that you like it from behind Chorus [Nate Dogg] We 'bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin' for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin' baby step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are 'bout it 'bout it I'm lookin' for a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say everyday she be givin' it up [Eminem] There she goes, shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin' and grindin' it all The way she's grindin' it oh I think I'm losing control by esquerdino
8. Sing For The Moment

   Letra

   [Eminem] These ideas are, nightmares to white parents Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing To see him walkin around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out When he talks about, his fuckin dad walkin out Cause he just hates him so bad that he, blocks him out If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin back Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants; doo rags and a stockin cap His step-father hit him so he, socked him back And broke his nose, his house is a broken home There's no control, he just let's his emotions go [Chorus: Aerosmith - Steven Tyler (Dream On)] C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!) Sing it with me, Just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away... [Eminem] Entertainment is changin, intertwinin with gangsters In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum Holy or unnholy, only have one homie Only this gun - lonely cause don't anyone know me Yet everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great Or they can degrate; or even worse, they can teach hate It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen? From standin on corners and porches just rappin To havin a fortune, no more kissin ass But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you To get they hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly But all they kids be listenin to me religiously So I'm signin CD's while police fingerprint me They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me If I'm such a fuckin menace this shit doesn't make sense B! It's all political, if my music is literal And I'm a criminal how the FUCK can I raise a little girl? I couldn't; I wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too Guerrera - that was a FIST that hit you! [Chorus: Aerosmith - Steven Tyler (Dream On)] C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (sing with me) Sing it with me, Just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away... [Eminem] They say music can alter moods and talk to you Well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued See what these kids do is hear about us totin pistols And they want to get one cause, they think the shit's cool Not knowin we really just protectin ourselves We entertainers, of course the shit's affectin our sales You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothin To bein able to have any fuckin thing that we wanted That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fuckin rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives 'Til they sit and they cry at night wishin they'd die 'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe We're nothin to you - but we're the fuckin shit in they eyes That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it, cause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone, just let our spiritslive on Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can... [Chorus: Aerosmith - Steven Tyler (Dream On)] Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!) Sing it with me, Just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away... [Chorus: Aerosmith - Steven Tyler (Dream On)] Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!) Sing it with me, Just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
9. Without Me
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   Obie Trice, real name, no gimmicks Two trailer park girls go round the outside Round the outside, round the outside Two trailer park girls go round the outside Round the outside, round the outside Guess who's back, back again Shady's back, tell a friend Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back I've created a monster 'Cause nobody wants to see Marshall, no more They want Shady, I'm chopped liver Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that'll jumpstart my heart quicker Than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital By the doctor when I'm not cooperating When I'm rocking the table while he's operating You waited this long now stop debating 'cause I'm back I'm on the rag and ovulating I know that you got a job, Ms. Cheney But your husband's heart problem's complicating So the FCC won't let me be or let me be me so let me see They tried to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty without me So come on and dip, bum on your lips, fuck that Cum on your lips, and some on your tits And get ready, cause this shit's about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits, fuck you Debbie! Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious Embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis They start feeling like prisoners helpless Till someone comes along on a mission and yells: Bitch! A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution Pollutin' the air waves a rebel So just let me revel and bask In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass And it's a disaster such a catastrophe for you to see So damn much of my ass, you ask for me? Well I'm back (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na) Fix your bent antennae, tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in and up under your skin like a splinter The center of attention back for the winter I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling Infesting in your kids ears and nesting Testing: Attention, please Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me A tisk-it a task-it I'll go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this shit that shit Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards, and Moby You can get stomped by Obie You 36 year old bald headed fag, blow me You don't know me, you're too old, let go, it's over Nobody listens to techno Now let's go, just give me the signal I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults I've been dope Suspenseful with a pencil ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol But sometimes the shit just seems Everybody only wants to discuss me So this must mean I'm disgusting But it's just me, I'm just obscene Though I'm not the first king of controversy I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley To do Black Music so selfishly and use it to get myself wealthy There's a concept that works Twenty million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'd be so empty without me Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me
10. Like Toy Soldiers
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    Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down... [Chorus:] Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit, we're torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers [Verse:] I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders I am never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter I'd never drag 'em in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to I'm supposed to set an example I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em If some shit ever does pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em That Ja shit I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it That was never my object for someone to get killed Why would I wanna destroy something I help build It wasn't my intentions, my intentions were good I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' Suge And that was just out of respect for not runnin' my mouth And talkin' about something that I knew nothing about Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn't my beef So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth While he's all over T. V. Down talkin' a man who literally saved my life Like fuck it I understand this is business And this shit just isn't none of my business But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute cuz [Chorus:] [Verse 2:] There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin' But now it's elevated cuz once you put someone's kids in it The shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it? It's a different ball game, callin' names and you ain't just rappin' We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin' Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him Until Ja started yappin' in magazines how we stabbed him Fuck it 50 smash 'em, mash 'em and let him have it Meanwhile my attention is pullin' in other directions Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his resurrection Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record But now he's fucked the game up cuz one of the ways I came up Was through that publication the same one that made me famous Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin' Well fuck it, that motherfucker can get it too, fuck him then But I'm so busy being pissed off I don't stop to think That we just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc. And he's inherited mine which is fine ain't like either of us mind We still have soldiers that's on the front line That's willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us We'll maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in a chorus To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is To have Runyon Avenue, soldiers up in our corners Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is But I ain't tryna have none of my people hurt or murdered It ain't worth it, I can't think of a perfecter way to word it Then to just say that I love ya'll too much to see the verdict I'll walk away from it all 'fore I let it go any further But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coppin' I'm just willin' to be the bigger man If y'all can quit poppin' off at the jaws, well then I can Cuz frankly I'm sick of talkin' I'm not gonna let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience cuz [Chorus:]
11. The Real Slim Shady
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    May I have your attention, please? May I have your attention, please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're gonna have a problem here Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor, like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door And started whoopin' her ass worse than before They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (agh!) It's the return of the: Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding He didn't just say what I think he did, did he? And Dr. Dre said Nothing, you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (ha ha!) Feminist women love Eminem Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what Flippin' the you-know-who, yeah, but he's so cute though Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse than what's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They've got the Discovery Channel, don't they? We ain't nothin' but mammals Well, some of us, cannibals Who cut other people open like cantaloupes But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird? Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here? So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears? Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first Little bitch put me on blast on MTV Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee I should download her audio on MP3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (agh!) I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? I'm like a head trip to listen to ‘Cause I'm only givin' you things you joke about With your friends inside your livin' room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all I just get on the mic and spit it And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it Better than 90% of you rappers out can Then you wonder: How can kids eat up these albums like Valiums? It's funny, ‘cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm 30 I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting Pinching nurse's asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking He could be working at Burger King, spittin' on your onion rings Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming: I don't give a fuck! With his windows down and his system up So will the real Shady please stand up And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? Ha ha I guess there’s a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let’s all stand up!
12. Mockingbird
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    [Intro:] Yeah I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now But hey, what'd daddy always tell you? Straighten up little soldier Stiffen up that upper lip Whatchu crying about? You got me. [Verse:] Hailie, I know you miss your mom And I know you miss your dad when I'm gone But I'm tryin' to give you the life that I never had I can see your sad Even when you smile Even when you laugh I can see it in your eyes Deep inside you wanna cry Cuz you're scared I ain't there, Daddy's with you in your prayers No more cryin' Wipe them tears Daddy's here No more nightmares We gonna pull together through it We gon' do it Lainie's uncle's crazy ain't he, yeah But he loves you girl and you better know it We're all we got in this world When it spins When it swirls When it whirls When it twirls Two little beautiful girls Lookin' puzzled, in a daze I know it's confusing you Daddy's always on the move Mama's always on the news I try to keep you sheltered from it But somehow it seems, the harder that I try to do that The more it backfires on me All the things, growin' up As daddy, daddy had to see Daddy don't want you to see But you see just as much as he did We did not plan it to be this way, Your mother and me But things have got so bad between us I don't see us ever being Together ever again Like we used to be like when we was teenagers But then of course Everything always happen for a reason I guess it was never meant to be But it's just something We have no control over And that's what destiny is But no more worries Rest your head and go to sleep Maybe one day we'll wake up And this will all just be a dream [Chorus:] Now hush little baby don't you cry Every thing's gonna be all right Stiffin' that upper lip up little lady I told ya Daddy's here to hold ya through the night I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why We fear how we feel inside, it may seem a little crazy Pretty baby but I promise, Mama's gon' be alright [Verse two] It's funny, I remember back one year when daddy had no money Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up And stuck 'em under the tree And said some of 'em were from me, Cuz daddy couldn't buy 'em I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying Cuz daddy felt like a bum, See daddy had a job, but his job Was to keep the food on the table for you and mom And at the time every house that we lived in Either kept getting broken into and robbed or shot up on the block And your mom, was saving money for you in a jar Tryna to start a piggy bank for you So you could go to college Almost had a thousand dollars 'Till someone broke in and stole it And I know it hurt so bad it broke your mamma's heart And it seemed like everything was just starting to fall apart Mom and dad was arguing a lot So mama moved back on to Chalmers in a flat One bedroom apartment And dad moved back to the other side of 8 mile on Novara And that's when daddy went to California with his cd And met Dr. Dre and flew you and Mama out to see me, But daddy had to work, you and mama had to leave me, Then you started seeing daddy on the tv And mama didn't like it And you and Lainnie were too young to understand it Papa was a rollin' stone, mama developed a habit And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it firsthand Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud Now I'm sittin' in this empty house, Just reminiscing. Looking at your baby pictures it just tricks me out To see how much you both have grown it's almost like you're sisters now Wow, guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here Lainnie I'm talking to you too daddy's still here I like the sound of that, yeah It's got a ring to it don't it Shhh, mama's only gone for the moment [Chorus:] Now hush little baby don't you cry Every thing's gonna be all right Stiffin' that upper lip up little lady I told ya Daddy's here to hold ya through the night I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why We fear how we feel inside, it may seem a little crazy Pretty baby but I promise, mama's gon' be alright [End chorus] And if you ask me to, daddy's gonna buy you a mocking bird I'ma give you the world, I'ma buy a diamond ring for you, I'ma sing for you, I'll do anything for you to see you smile And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine I'ma break that birdie's neck, I'll go back to the jeweler Who sold it to ya And make him eat every carat Don't fuck with Dad (ha ha)
13. Guilty Conscience

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    [sound of static] [announcer] Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old. Fed up with life and the way things are going, He decides to rob a liquor store. ("I can't take this no more, I can't take it no more homes") But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart. And suddenly, his conscience comes into play... ("Shit is mine, I gotta do this.. gotta do this") [Dr. Dre] Alright, stop! (Huh?) Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store And try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence (But who are you?) I'm your motherfuckin conscience [Eminem] That's nonsense! Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs And borrow a damn dress, and one of her blonde wigs Tell her you need a place to stay You'll be safe for days if you shave your legs with Renee's razor blade [Dr. Dre] Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you Think about it before you walk in the door first Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns [Eminem] Fuck that! Do that shit! Shoot that bitch! Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich? Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch? Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids? [Dr. Dre] Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it! (You're right!) Not over this shit (Stop!) Drop the biscuit (I will!) Don't even listen to Slim yo, he's bad for you (You know what Dre? I don't like your attitude..) [sound of static] ("It's alright c'mon, just come in here for a minute") ("Mmm, I don't know!") ("Look baby..") ("Damn!") ("Yo, it's gonna be alright, right?") ("Well OK..") [announcer] Meet Stan, twenty-one years old. ("Give me a kiss!") After meeting a young girl at a rave party, Things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom. Once again, his conscience comes into play... ("Shit!") [Eminem] Now listen to me, while you're kissin her cheek And smearin her lipstick, I slipped this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe.. (Yo! This girl's only fifteen years old You shouldn't take advantage of her, that's not fair) Yo, look at her bush.. Does it got hair? (Uh huh!) Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare Til she passes out and she forgot how she got there (Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie _Kids_?) No, but I seen the porno with Sundoobiest! (shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?) Man fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail.. [sound of static] [pickup idling, radio playing] [announcer] Meet Grady, a twenty-nine year old construction worker. After coming home from a hard day's work, He walks in the door of his trailer park home To find his wife in bed with another man. ("WHAT THE FUCK?!?!") ("Grady!!") [Dr. Dre] Alright calm down, relax, start breathin.. [Eminem] Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin While you at work she's with some dude tryin to get off?! Fuck slittin her throat, cut this bitch's head off!!! [Dr. Dre] Wait! What if there's an explanation for this shit? (What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick?!) Alright Shady, maybe he's right Grady But think about the baby before you get all crazy [Eminem] Okay! Thought about it, still wanna stab her? Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her? That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped dee barnes??! [Dr. Dre] What'chu say? (What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember?) I'ma kill you motherfucker! [Eminem] Uhhh-aahh! Temper temper! Mr. Dre? Mr. N. W. A.? Mr. Ak comin' straight outta Compton y'all better make way? How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent? [Dr. Dre] Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went Been there, done that.. Aw fuck it... What am I sayin? Shoot em both Grady, where's your gun at? [gun fires, is cocked, and re-fired]
14. Cleanin' Out My Closet
15. Just Lose It
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    [Intro:] [Eminem making sounds:] Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down! Ok... Guess who's back? Back again Shady's back Tell a friend Whaaaaaaaa 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:] 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 (Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha) No worries, papa'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 Michael 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 Like tp 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 [Chorus:] Now I'm gonna make you dance It'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 (Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha) Just lose it (Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha) Go crazy (Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha) Oh baby (Ha-Ha) Oh baby, baby (Ha-Ha) [Verse 2:] Well, it's Friday and it's my day Just to party all the way to Sunday Maybe 'til Monday, I dunno what day Everyday's just a holiday Crusin' on the freeway Feelin' kinda breezy Got the top down, lettin' my hair blow I dunno where I'm goin' All I know is when I get there Someone's gonna "touch my body" Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk But I'm feelin' 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? (Yeah) Now, what's your name girl? What's your sign? [Dr Dre] "Man, you must be up out your mind" Dre! (Ha-Ha) Beer Goggles! Blind! I'm just tryna unwind now I'm [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] It's Tuesday and I'm locked up I'm in jail and I don't know what happened They say I was running butt naked Down the street screaming (Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha) Well I'm sorry, I don't remember All I know is this much I'm not guilty They said, "Save it, boy we gotcha you on tape Yellin' at an old lady 'Touch my body! '" Now this is the part where the rap breaks down It gets real intense, no one makes a sound Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves Snap back to reality Look it's B. Rabbit! Yo you signed me up to battle! ? I'm a grown man! Chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubbie I don't have any lines to go right here so, chubba teletubbie! Fella's (What!) Fella's (What!) Grab your left nut, make your right one jealous (what?) Black girls, white girls Skinny girls, fat girls Tall girls, small girls I'm callin' all girls Everyone report to the dance floor It's your chance for a little romance or Butt squeezin' it's the season Just go (Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha) It's so appeasin' [Chorus:] [Outro:] Ummmmmm touch my body Ummmmmm touch my body Ooh boy just touch my body I mean girl just touch my body
16. When I'm Gone

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17. Stan
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    My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote, but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Scam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote I hope you have the chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to but you could have signed an autograph For Matthew That's my little brother, man. He's only 6 years old We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours And ya just said no That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more Than I do I ain't that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I write you You would write back. See, I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps When I'm depressed I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline. The Pain is such a sudden rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'Cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous, 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up You've gotta call me man. I'll be the biggest fan You'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan PS: We should be together too My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, to put your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Mr. I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans This'll be the last package I ever send, your ass It's been six months and still no word. I don't Deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the Addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you. I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now. I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim: I drank a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive? You know that song by Phil Collins from The Air In The Night? About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning? But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him? That's kinda how this is. You could have rescued me from drowning Now it's too late. I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we could have been together. Think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream aboutit I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe withoutme See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to talk Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat I just tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more And then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be great, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother: I wrote it On your Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you And what's this shit you said about you Like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin' dawg C'mon, how fucked up is you? You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin' To help your ass from bouncin' off the Walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' Just fine If you'd relax a little. I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want You as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago That made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was Pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape but it didn't say who It was to Come to think about it, his name was, iIt was you Damn