Revival de Eminem

Listado de Canciones

1. Walk On Water5:04

   Vídeo

   
2. Believe5:15

   Letra

   And I started from the bottom Like a snowman, ground-up Like round chuck, and still put hands on you Stayin' wound up is how I spend time Sucker free, confidence high Such a breeze when I pen rhymes I just got the air about me like wind chimes (yeah) Another day in the life (uh) Used to have to scrape to get by (yeah) Now my community's gated and I Made it and my neighbors say hi I'm givin' 'em pounds, I'm upscale now Guess it means I'm way in the sky But I still remember the days of Minimum wage for general labor Welfare recipient since a minor Look how government assistance has made ya! Adversity, if at first you don't succeed Put your temper to more use 'Cause bein' broke's a poor excuse That should only give you more fuel Show 'em why you're you So close, God, it's like I almost got it But close only counts in time bombs and horseshoes So I Unabomb shit—tick, tick, tick—no remorse, pew! Screw it, I'm lit, and that attitude I blew up on quick That's why they call me firecracker I grew up on wick—wick, wick, wick—with a short fuse I got some important news to report to Anyone who thought I was done: nah bitch, not quite Spotlight's back on, got my faith, where's yours? Do you still believe in me? Didn't I give everything I had to give you to make you see? I'll never forget if you turn your back on me now And walk out, I will never let you live it down (I'll never quit) Do you still believe in me? Man, I know sometimes These thoughts can be harsh and cold as ice To me they're just ink blots I just fling 'em like slingshots, and so precise So you might want to think it over twice When you retards can roll the dice But beef will at least cost you your career 'Cause even my cheap shots are overpriced But this middle finger's free as a bird Nuke warhead-ed birth, you just forehead on Earth Too short for the verse, studied his formula, learned How to incorporate a curse Point it towards corporate America Stick a fork in and turn, 'cause four-letter words Are more better heard, the world force-fed a turd To me, you're gettin' yours But sometimes I overdo it, but I just get so into it I was there consolin' you when no one knew it When your situation showed no improvement I was that door, you walked over to it I'm the light at the end of tunnel So people are always lookin' at me as they're goin' through it When that tunnel vision is unclear Shit becomes too much to bear Since "Cleanin' Out My Closet" When I was havin' trouble with the snare I'm that unrealistic prayer answered And I'ma get you jacked up like you're tryin' to fix a flat, uh When you struggle with despair That double-fisted, bare-knuckles coupled with this pair Of nuts I'm cuppin', I am your fuckin' switch, nothin' can compare Do you still believe in me? Didn't I give everything I had to give you to make you see? I'll never forget if you turn your back on me now And walk out, I will never let you live it down (I'll never quit) Do you still believe in me? Started from the bottom like a snowman Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that But my battery's low, I'ma need a boost to my pack And I know that I always got Proof at my back I called you "Proof" because I knew for a fact My ace in the hole, homie, I'm callin' on you 'Cause I think I'm slowly startin' to lose faith in it, so Give me that apron and mo– –tivation to go, Hussein with the flow Fake fans left you two-faced at the show Let heartbeats loop, produce hate in my soul Layin' vocals two days in a row True statement, hate to go down this road But there's only one route to cross this bridge So I walk in this bitch with loose change 'Cause all my dues paid, but this booth's takin' its toll But it's never too late to start a new beginnin' That goes for you too, so what the fuck you gon' do? Use the tools you're given! Or you're gon' use the cards you're dealt As an excuse for you to not do shit with 'em? I used to play the loser, victim 'Til I saw the way Proof was driven I found my vehicle and I haven't ran out of gas yet And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into assets Fanny packs, hourglasses If time was on my side, I'd still have none to waste Man, in my younger days That dream was so much fun to chase It's like I run in place While this shit dangled in front of my face But how do you keep up the pace And the hunger pains once you've won the race? When that fuel exhaust is coolin' off 'Cause you don't got nothin' left to prove at all 'Cause you done already hit 'em with the coup de grâce Still you feel the need to go full tilt That Bruce Willis, that Blue Steel, that true skill When that wheel's loose, I won't lose will Do you still believe?
3. Chloraseptic5:01
4. Untouchable6:10

   Letra

   Hands up, officer don’t shoot Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot We may never understand each other, it’s no use We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you Pull up on the side of you Window rolled down, profile Then we wonder why we see this side of you Probably comin' from the dope house We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true Pistol drew right at you, we'd be delighted to unload it In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do? I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin' No matter how many lives you ruin It's for the red, white and blue Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two No one's ever indicted you Why? 'Cause you're a [Eminem & Cheech and Chong] White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar (My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live) White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve) White boy, white boy, you're untouchable (The world's coming to an end, I don't even care) Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar, rockstar) Black boy, black boy, we don't get your culture and We don't care what our government's done to fuck you over, man Don't tell us your attitude's a result of that Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at? Why you kicking that soda can? Pull your pants up, we 'bout to roll up and Throw your ass in the van cuffed You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands And put our minds more at ease Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy We're fightin' a crime war, here come the swine Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities That's what we call 'em pigsties for They're like eyesores to police Talk to you like just a piece of trash Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions As this beat backspins, it's like we're drifting back in To the sixties, having black-skin is risky 'Cause this keeps happening Throughout history, African-Americans have been treated like shit And I admit, there have been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a [Eminem & Cheech and Chong] White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar (My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live) White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve) White boy, white boy, you're untouchable (The world's coming to an end, I don't even care) Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar, rockstar) Seems like the average lifespan of a white man Is more than twice than a black life span I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner I feel like checking out on life, can't escape this circumstance I'd rather hear 'em say Die N-word than Die Antwoord Ninja, now it's better disguised banter But that's life, strapped 'cause we're strapped financially And can't find answers We're applying, but McDonald's Seems to be the only franchise that'll hire So how can we have higher standards? As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter We fight back with violence but acts like that are Black eyes on the movement Which makes black lives madder At cops and cops madder That's why it's at a stalemate Can't arrive at a compromise so it's Black Ops I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops The block is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot Call the attack dogs off of us, man You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops, and man, stop Sendin' white cops in the black neighborhoods Who ain't acclimated to 'em, like that's the way to do it Who seen some fuckin' videos of rappers waving guns And know nobody black so they act afraid of us And that's racism, the fear that a black face gives 'em A subconscious racist Wait, why are there black neighborhoods? 'Cause America segregated us, designated us to an area Separated us, Section-Eight'd us When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us And education sucks, and every day's another Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzz Why is it they treat us like dryer lint? We just want a safe environment for our kids But can’t escape the sirens Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in The lowest classes, it's like a razor wire fence And we’re trapped in these racial biases That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise Every time we see a devil’s face Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my It's more like billy clubs and gats And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause we’re black But you kill each other, facts You peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoes Fuck your Republican views Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots? And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta read comics Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black You better be strapped with a derringer Or be capped in America like Steve Rogers 'Cause no one oversees these cops and All we see is 'em beat charges We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off So we don't need all you crooked police officers' peace offerings Just keep marchin', 'til we reach congress But they're gonna say you're tryin' to take an irrational stance If you try to slander the flag but Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum If you don't stand for the national anthem We raise it, you better praise it Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor, we'll Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield Home of the brave is still racist 'ville So this whole nation feels like a plantation field In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals That had its Natives killed Got you singin' this star-spangled spiel To a piece of cloth that represents the Land of the Free that made people slaves to build
5. River3:41

   Vídeo

   
6. Remind Me (Intro)0:26
7. Remind Me3:45

   Letra

   I bust in, devilish grin, disgustin' Asshole, freckled cheeks and a butt chin Calling all party animals, get on the floor When I pop up on some Whac-A-Mole shit In search of a chick who stacked them so thick And implants are so big She can hang me up on that rack, big ol' tits Like Anna Nicole Smith Bodies bananas and sass to go wit' I spot you at first glance and go: shit You wearin' those pants that don't fit That butt won't ever give up That's why you stick it out no matter what 'Cause you got an ass that won't quit So, get on the horn, my saxophone Grab hold of my instrument, get a grasp, and blow You just laugh and go heehee 'Cause you're just as nasty so that's appropriate That's why I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah me) I said I love you, 'cause remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me, nasty (yeah, me) You know, I'm wearin' a new shirt tonight too, yo With me on it I'm lookin' at your tight rear like a sightseer Your booty is heavy duty, like diarrhea The plan's to bring you to my house You're drinkin' Jack and Beam I'm thinking soon as trampolines so we should bounce But you're out of your tube-top If you're thinking that mi casa es su casa Yeah, you're a cute fox Perfect ten so back that up like a moonwalk Girl, you're smoking like Snoop Dogg But you must be Token if you think you're taking over my quarters There goes the dime into the jukebox Two shots of blue Hpnotiq and soon I'll Turn this brouha to a barroom brawl So hit scratch on the break like the cue ball Turn the volume all the way up on your boombox And excuse the locker room talk, I'm just too raw But apparently, so are you, ma 'Cause you just kicked me in the balls and told me to screw off And that's why I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah me) I said I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me, nasty (yeah, me) Said can I take you home, where we can be alone Shawty, you the shit Girl, I ordered you to sit I know you're probably feeling me more than you admit Pull up a chair, sweetie, let me order you a drink I only go to meetings court-ordered from a shrink From the bottom to the top, floor to ceiling You ain't run of the mill, you're one in a million 'Cause real tits are still fun But everybody knows fake tits are still better than real ones So come and spend the night with the guy most are terrified of But tonight, curiosity overrides ya Besides ya fire (I love) Like a starter pistol Crystal and slides huns, tonight I'm your pilot 'Cause you should be up in the sky, girl, you're so fucking fly You belong in the mile high club So come on baby, the night's young Don’t string me along, I’m highstrung We might wind it up, unbound like we're trying for the Cy Young Fuckin' 'fore we get to the house, screwin' our brains out Like changing a lightbulb That's why I like ya, 'cause I'm crazy just like ya Now every time I get brain, you screw mine up I barely can think straight, your head game is a mindfuck So ready, set, aim, and fire Yes babe, I’m fallin' in likeness kinda Why I love I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me (yeah me) I said I love you, 'cause you remind me of me That's why I love you, 'cause you're like me, nasty (yeah, me)
8. Revival (Interlude)0:51
9. Like Home4:05
10. Bad Husband4:47
11. Tragic Endings4:12
12. Framed4:13

    Letra

    Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's Freaky Tales (biatch!) Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking And envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells I know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she's decals But when murdering females Better pay attention to these details or you could be derailed Better wear at least three layers of clothing or be in jail If you get scratched because your DNA'll Be all up under her fingernails Man, he hears you, I don't think he cares He gives a fuck, even his pinky swears Three personalities burstin' out of me, please beware Her TV blares, can't hear the creaking stairs She's unaware in no underwear, she's completely bare Turns around and screams, I remember distinctly I said: I'm here to do sink repairs Chop her up, put her body parts In front of Steven Avery's trailer and leave 'em there But hey man, I was framed I know what this looks like, officers Please just give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murdered nobody I know these words are so nutty But I'm just here to entertain (How come your shirt is so bloody?) There's a missing person, so what? He's Got nothin' to do with me I'm almost certain I was framed Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew somethin' was wrong Think I'm becomin' a monster 'cause of the drugs that I'm on Donald Duck's on, there's a Tonka Truck in the yard But dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the trunk of my car? Gotta get to the bottom of it to try to solve it Must go above and beyond, 'cause it's incumbent upon me Plus I feel somewhat responsible for the dumb little blonde girl That motherfuckin' baton twirler that got dumped in the pond Second murder with no recollection of it Collectin' newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from it Memory's too fucked to remember, destructive temper Cut my public defender's jugular then stuck him up in a blender Another dismembered toddler discovered this winter probably 'Cause the disassembled body Was covered up in the snow since the month of November oddly I'm wanted for questioning Them son of a bitches probably just wanna pin this on me But hey man, I was framed I know what this looks like, officers Please just give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murdered nobody I know these words are so nutty But I'm just here to entertain (How come your shirt is so bloody?) There's a missing person, so what? He's Got nothin' to do with me I'm almost certain I was framed Still on the loose, they Spotted me inside McDonald's Tuesday In a Toronto Blue Jays cap, lookin' like your college roommate With Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Bobby Boucher Or was it Cool J? The cops is on a goose chase Just escaped from the state pen For f'in eight women who hate men Don't make it no weirder, I'm naked When I break in your basement Under your baby's play pen, I lay in, wait adjacent Facin' the door, remainin' patient while stayin' complacent Blatant sexual implications are continuin' to get thrown Insinuations are placed in little riddles and poems Left on your pillow in hopes, that when you get home You'll get the hint, ho: I'm in your window But it never occurred to me I could describe a murder scene In a verse and be charged with first degree 'Cause it just happened to match up perfectly With the massacre or the Burger King burglary No, officer, you see I was framed I know what this looks like, officers Please just give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murdered nobody I know these words are so nutty But I'm just here to entertain (How come your shirt is so bloody?) There's a missing person, so what? He's Got nothin' to do with me I'm almost certain I was framed
13. Nowhere Fast4:24
14. Heat4:10

    Letra

    Wanna take it from the top? Lady, you remind me of my raps on that Relapse shit 'Cause you got an ass thick as them accents Two ass-cheek implants, call that an asset 'Cause you could set a glass on it, it's massive From the first time I saw you, I actually Said to myself: "I gotta meet her" like a taxi Exactly, love affair in the backseat Sorry if I'm being graphic But I'm stiff as a statue, you sat on a shelf I feel like I'ma bust, maybe I'm just ahead of myself Let me slow down, slow your Camaro I'm tryna catch up, I'm tryna jump your bones to the marrow Got me under your control and your spell Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an arrow Grab you by the (Meow!), hope it's not a problem, in fact About the only thing I agree on with Donald is that So when I put this palm on your cat Don't snap, it's supposed to get grabbed Why do you think they call it a snatch? I just wanna climb in the sack I'ma keep it a hundred like my speedometer's at I'm watchin' you rap, I'm the dude followin' back About six cars, I'm in the 'lac, and I wanna fack All day, all day, all night You ask, I'll stay the night With you, you say you're fire Me too, you're burning up I want it All day, all night You feel, my heat (fire) Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel My heat Hate to inconvenience you at the convenience store But them jeans you wore are like I've never seen before I pretend I work there while I clean the floor Checkin' you out like the clerk while he rings you up Pull out behind you when you're leavin' And you don't even know it (word, yo Rick, man!) She's brushin' her hair, adjustin' her mirror She's rappin' my shit, but she wasn't aware I was there, or maybe she was and just didn't care Who knows? At least that ain't up in the air for some to see So like a chick who thinks her coochie don't stink If she ain't plannin' to do shit this summer's eve Maybe she wants to keep me company But fuck the Pepé Le Pew shit! Ain't steppin' to you, bitch — I say to myself Plus she's bumpin' my music, ain't chasin' no tail like a skunk in heat I could sweat her to some degree But fuck it, I'm the male, let her come to me (Could you repeat that again?) Letter come to me - mail, sweater, heat, some degree; fail Fuck it, pull up beside her Sideswipe her Dodge Viper, wood is so bright I ask does she want a computer lodged in her vagina Said my dick is an apple, she said put it inside her I said All day, all day, all night You ask, I stay the night With you, you say you're fire Me too, you're burning up I want it All day, all night You feel, my heat (fire) Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel My heat Black out, come to, hands covered in blood Motherfuckin' gloves and a shovel stuck in the mud I just bodied the beat, so that hole musta been dug 'Cause it just died like food coloring (duh!) So let's get turnt like a shish kabab Twist it, ma, like an air-conditioning knob We'd be great together Don't care if it takes forever If I gotta wait, I guess it's better late than never You felt my heat rubbin' off on ya I love your personality, come on, little mama You're hot enough to melt Rick's beat, come jump in the water I bet you get your self-esteem from your persona With an ass to match, girl, your Body is lit, you're striking, I'm a gas, girl, you're Just gonna have to put them other chumps on the back burner You got buns, I got Asperger's Just let me rest my head between that set of D's While I shred MC's like cheddar cheese That's just the thoroughbred in me, ain't a better breed My dog thinks so too—look at my pedigree! Ma, the world is what I think of you I think you're divine, so I might swing on you I'm just kiddin', girl, I wouldn't lift a finger or two Unless it's the middle one to finger you All day, all day, all night You ask, I stay the night With you, you say you're fire Me too, you're burning up I want it Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel My heat [Eminem & Mark Wahlberg] On the ones and twos, to three or four in the mornin' Rick's on the cut like Neosporin (Girls!) He's mixin' it up for me, and you're in A teddy like short for Theodore We're outtie, five thousand I wanna fuck, it's my big dick So everybody get ready fucking now!
15. Offended5:20

    Letra

    You claim if you get knocked by the cops You'll give 'em not even a statement Walk in the arraignment, shoot the bailiff Karate kick the plaintiff Gotti with the stainless I'll just call the shotty entertainment If y'all was in the party gettin' faded On molly, had the audience sedated You wouldn't catch a body if it fainted Probably let it fall and hit the pavement But you'd be the first lobbyin' to claim it Bitch, stop bein' a lame Your hobby is in robbery and dismemberin' body limbs Like you was Tommy Lynn Sells And chainsawing them in the basement Hardly fits your job description Ain't nobody dippin' out the back of the club like: Oh my God, he's trippin' Only time you get the blade is probably with the dang lawn equipment, ain't it? Wouldn't take a bobby pin and wave it I need to stop bein' debated You're still copyin', Xeroxing, I'm still coppin' a feel Like Bill Cosby at will, popping a pill then spill Oxys in Jill's coffee Then send her out to the hotel lobby a lil' wobbly and still groggy This blonde fucks reprehensible misconducts, never sensible Kiss my butt, my set of principles is gone But 'til I get the President to respond My pen and pencil is a missile launcher And send it to Mitch McConnell Just as big of a bitch it's Donald Shit's on, bruh Let me sing this shit soprano While I do it pizzicato Ivanka, stiff arm her While I'm hittin' on Melania And this song's for all ya 'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me They want me to go eat some worms I hope you offended And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your words I hope you offended You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up 'Cause you're only gonna make things worse I hope you offended 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never gonna let up 'Til everybody eats my turds These drums and hard snares bring out the worst in me Like Justin Ross Harris at a nursery Goin' ham at candy yam on nanny cam I'm gettin' handys with the [?], Xannys in the Caddy armrest I'm imagining objects, so I'm batting cobwebs From a daddy longleg And [?], got the panoramic camera Xanax, a banana hammock and a Santa hat I'm smellin' like a damn mechanic With a chick that looks like Janet Jackson with a Spanish accent Twice your age and I'm actin' half it Grow up? Nah Not that I know of, y'all Basement just got a frickin' overhaul, got a stripper pole installed Started rollin' all through those Kolonopins like a bowlin' ball Like an overdose on twice the ratio of Propofol and go through no withdrawal While I get fellatio and give a facial to an interracial blow-up doll and Rachel Dolezal You're so appalled, so's my manager Bitch I'm amateur, fuck a pro career Coast is clear, but nowhere to go from here And nobody's close, so don't compare They ain't nowhere near, I'm way over here My competition can't see me 'Cause I don't own a mirror But Marshall, you are terrific, so smart and gifted I'm so narcissistic, when I fart, I sniff it Do a fake dab to smell my armpits with it Your anxiety's throwin' gang signs But I made strides with these raid blinds I'm cuttin' back on women hate crimes Like Ray Rice when he FaceTimes Bang, bang, bang, bang time Dang knives to butcher them gay wives You couldn't eat citrus the same size As the blade I push into [?] when I Pull 'em like sleigh rides Gotta stab a bitch at least eight times To make it on Dateline I came to stake my claim like a canine Waitin' in a buffet line So Kellyanne Conway, I'm a really bad hombre Come play, belly dance on me I've been making wedding plans all day 'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me They want me to go eat some worms I hope you offended And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your words I hope you offended You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up 'Cause you're only gonna make things worse I hope you offended 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never gonna let up 'Til everybody eats my turds Eight year old with the wordplay Girl, take this pole like a survey Today wasn't my birthday But I'm caked up like a dessert tray So we're in shape 'Cause you're in a slurrin' state I'm a 10, you're an 8 Like what I do before, after, and you're in [?] You wanna get into a pissin' contest and find out who's better? And they made a fool out of what I pulled out him R. Kelly with a full bladder Not in high school, grad, I'm not a scholar But I'm so cold that I'm droppin' out with my degrees It's the same as I got in college (zero) But nobody's hotter, you owe me my respect I owe you nada like [?] partner that blow me Told you I'm so dirty, homie you can throw me in some holy water With some floaties on And get to soakin', try to get to poke a hole in Why you hoes be off? And nope I won't be washed You hope to God I don't explode, I gotta blow this spot up, though I got a lotta more I won't put the sugar coating on it though 'Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy's expired Rap's got you drained, dead tired, zapped You feel like a wet pile of crap But look, man, like the feds buggin' my phone, uh huh I get why you're tapped But you gotta get your fire back Catch fire, get upset and fire back Is what I tell myself When times get bad 'Cause sometimes I might get sad Well I take the same advice I had And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie, when life's a drag Told her to do like her dad, don't cry, get mad 'Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags I'm hyper, by the time you see this side of me I'm right in your ass 'Fore the pen, I stood up for the kid Who had to put up with the bullies at his school (at his school) You ain't have to have no money or go shoppin' just to cop a fuckin' attitude Now my dough's amountin' to a mountain, it's rised too high to count it Never asked to be rich, all I did was wish I had a dime for every time that I was doubted But then I think about it and I'm enraged 'Cause I just figured out that if I was paid For the time I spent to put the pen to the page It'd be minimum wage But it's embedded in my head and if I hunted for the bread And what I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of But I'm never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood I put up in the pen And when I'm dead I wonder will they put me on a pedestal Or forget I was ever this incredible I guess I better go harder than ever 'cause I'll never get Another mothafuckin' opportunity again To offend as many people with this I can, simply because I can 'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me They want me to go eat some worms I hope you offended And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your words I hope you offended You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up 'Cause you're only gonna make things worse I hope you offended 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never gonna let up 'Til everybody eats my turds
16. Need Me4:25
17. In Your Head4:14

    Letra

    [The Cranberries] In your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh [Eminem] I'm backing up my shit Smoke shit in the cars I can fit and I'm just driving as far as I can get Away from these problems, to all my sorrows I forget What's tomorrow like? 'Cause tonight I'm starting life again Kids in the corner won't stop fucking my ignoring Besides psycho when I fantasize Starting my whole life over, yeah right Oh and I might go and Get hypnotized so I don't even recognize no one I try to look alive because there's nothing like Holding your head up high when you're dead inside And I just hide so in, case you're wondering why my insides showing 'Cause I done spilled all my guts and know some minds so I'm Picking them up and stuff them in the back Fuck it I've done enough in this rap shit, Recovery brought me nothing But back, to where I was and perhaps This could've been my victory lap if I wasn't on the verge of Relapse [The Cranberries] In your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh [Eminem] It seems to be the reoccurring main thing The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen I went from an irate teenager to still raging Is it though amazing, back then I put eight thing Into the rhyme, whether it was sad, mad, happy, or angry I spit it, the mainstream, I hit it Blame me, I did it—did what?—Hailie Baby, I didn't mean to make you eighty Percent, of what I rapped about Maybe, I should've did a better job at separating Shady, and entertaining, for real life, but this Dang thing, is still the hardest thing to explain Is the crazy, or should I? Ever seen it back then, it was like I ain't even Bother to taken into consideration You and [?] baby and older and make, hear me say things I did it, pay me, and be, it just ain't me Okay, so ladies and gentlemen [?] berate everything Is the main reason that I, feel like a lame piece of shit Or should I start cranking in bitter Come playing beef and pick up by the same things 'Cause when I, look at me, I don't see what they see I feel the same greedy and lately I've been contemplating Escaping to get a ranger or whatever this road takes me It's making me crazy, what's in my? [The Cranberries] In your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
18. Castle4:14
19. Arose3:02

    Letra

    If I could rewind time like a tape, inside a boombox One day for every pill, or percocet that I ate Cut down on the valium, that'll hurt everything But death is turning so definite, wait They got me all hooked up to some machine I love you, being, didn't want you to know I was struggling Feels like I'm underwater submerged like a submarine Just heard that nurse say, my liver and kidneys aren't functioning Been flirtatious with death, skirt-chasing, I guess It's arrivederci, same nurse, just heard say they're unplugging me And it's your birthday, Jade, I'm missing your birthday Baby girl, I'm sorry, I fucking hate when you hurt, Hai And sweeties, thank you for waiting to open gifts But, girls, you can just open 'em, dad ain't making it home for Christmas Wish I had the strength to just blow a kiss I go to make a fist, but I can't make one, I'm frozen stiff I yell, but nothing comes out, I'm crying inside, I shout My vocal cords won't permit me, I scream, but it's not allowed You put your arm around mama, the karma, wow I just thought about the aisle, I'll never get to walk us down Never see you, graduate in your caps and gowns It's 'bout to be 2008, how's this happening now? I've got so much more to do, and Proof, I'm truly sorry If I let you down, but this tore me in two The thought of no more me and you You gave me shoes, Nikes like new for me for school Doody, I'm trying, but you, you were the glue that binded So many things, time, I'd give anything to rewind it I had to walk down my halls and constantly be reminded By pictures all on my walls and I couldn't sleep at night 'cause That image burned in my brain of you on the table Me falling across your body, not able to stand to save you God, why did you take him? I'm tryna keep his legacy alive, but I'm dying, where's Nathan? Little ladies, be brave, take care of your mother Smile pretty for pictures, always cherish each other I'll always love ya, and I'll be in the back of your memory And I know you'll never forget me, just don't get sad when remembering And, little bro, keep making me proud You better marry that girl 'cause she's faithfully down And when you're exchanging those sacred vows, just know that if I could be there I would and should you ever see parenthood, I know you'll be good at it Oh, almost forgot to do something, thank my father too I actually learnt a lot from you, you taught me what not to do And Mom, wish I'd have had the chance To have one last heart-to-heart honest and open talk to you Doody, I see you, I go to walk to you And I can feel my soul leave my body and float across the room Nurses lean over the bed, pulling tubes out Then the sheet over my head, shut the room down Girls, please don't get upset, I see them cheeks soaking and wet As you squeeze hold of my neck, so forcibly, don't wanna let Me go, pillow drenched, emotional wrecks With every second, each closer to death But suddenly, I feel my heart begin to beat slow Then a breath, machines go (beep beep beep) Must've guessed the cheat codes to this shit I'm tryna rewind time like a tape, find an escape Make a beeline, try and awake From this dream, I need to re-find My inner strength, to remind me Even if a steep climb I must take To rewrite a mistake, I'm rewinding the tape (I don't want it) I'll put out this last album, then I'm done with it One hundred percent finished, fed up with it I'm hanging it up, fuck it Excuse the cursing, baby, but just know That I'm a good person, though they portray me as cold And if things should worsen, but I bet you they won't I'm pledging to throw this methadone in the toilet Shred these old letters I wrote All that old pathetic loathing, closing credits can roll I'm proud to be back, I'm 'bout to, like a rematch Outdo Relapse With Recovery, Mathers LP2 Help propel me to victory laps Gas toward them and fast forward the past Consider the last four minutes as The song I'd have sang to my daughters If I'd have made it to the hospital Less than two hours later, but I fought it Came back like a boomerang on 'em Now a new day is dawning, I'm up, Tuesday, it's morning Now I know