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| Posted: 09 Dec 2011 12:04 PM PST Got to have it, yeah I made it I'm addicted [Eminem - Verse 1] This is a beat with no words at first, it's a blank painting Exercising the mind, it's brain strength training Starts off something like shady's an insane maniac yeah slim shady thats a zany name aint it now all you needs an image to go with the name, baby wife beaters and white t-shirts Hanes mainly, its a long shot but is it possible theres a lane maybe, if not, he's gonna have to come and change the whole game, aint he? he wants the fame so bad he can taste it he can see his name up in lights women screaming his f-cking name feinting shady did it, he sold out the whole stadium joe smo made it, he took his plain jane lady and his baby Hailey out the trailer but he aint trailing anymore he's ahead of the race while maintaining his innocence little does he know his train is derailing and he's about to be raped by this game anally [Chorus] [Eminem - Verse 2] You're operating on all cylinders syllables spit like dillingers spilling your guts people are feeling your mic skills but these haters are ice grillin' ya willing to sacrifice anything for the life that they might steal from ya fake friends will kill for ya, die for ya but you can't decipher why for the life of ya it wasn't like this when you were cyphering argue with your ife again she found vicodin in your pants last night again your disputes public nothing is private anymore when your best friends say bye bye to him what kind of apple you take a bite of slim (but this is what you wanted Marshall aint it) f-ck no, the way that it turned out was nothing like the picture that I painted in my head sometimes a dream I make is more fun than to actually make it the game stripped me naked it robbed me of ever having another real relation-ship with another girl, this World is a f-cking trip as I slip in another world proceed, take another hit sniff til I f-cking url tell em all to f-cking sit and spin til they f-cking twirl middle finger up again relapsing back in this game, oh well, f-ck it then [Chorus] |
| Posted: 09 Dec 2011 11:54 AM PST [T.I] Now I don't really care what you call me just as long as you dont call me rude I bet they knew as soon as they saw me "Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote streets like cold Chicago aint nothing new I've seen it all before but still I ball like no tomorrow goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote all she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over with thats all she wrote all she wrote, all she wrote Goodnight its over with that's all she wrote [T.I Verse 1] Its stupid how I'm going on everybody knowing that I'm sewing up the game, destroying like they hate me for it Eventually see they cant beat than with me they join others sworn under oath, or banished left completely scorn you tell lies, get caught, n-gga kick rocks you never did blend in with the big shots on the fast track, aint no need for no pit stops I just laugh at, n-gga wishing it was this hot guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off better that than pissed on I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones catch me in the end zone high stepping prime time thought you n-ggas been on aint no blocking my shine like my new air Yeezy's, you can see me in the night time I get rich off living life, you check to check reciting rhymes so call me what you want, wanna hate, have a nice time while I get stupid paper, hey my dough aint in its right mind (mind, mind) [Chorus] Now I don't really care what you call me just as long as you dont call me rude I bet they knew as soon as they saw me "Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote streets like cold Chicago aint nothing new I've seen it all before but still I ball like no tomorrow goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote [Eminem -Verse 2] Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed Wait Sarah you're late, your train left. Mascara and egg smeared on your face Nights over goodbye, hoe I thought that I told ya' the spilled nut aint nothing to cry over Never shoulda' came within Range of my Rover Shoulda' known i was trouble soon as I rolled up, Any chick who's coming up after I blind fold her, She still comes back to my crib, Must want me to mess with her mind hold up. She must've took me for some high roller. But i wont buy her a soda Unless it's rock n' roll cola. Buy u a bag of fritos I wouldn't let u eat the fucking chip on my shoulder. If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling 5 molars you get your eyes swole up i'm on my straight grizzly so why would i buy you a gay ass teddy you're already bi-polar [Chorus 2 - Eminem] Now I don't really care what you call me you can even call me cold these bitches know as soon as they saw me its never me to get the privilege to know em I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go still I ball like there's no tomorrow until its over and thats all she wrote [T.I - Verse 3] The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with But don't get mad at me go blame the chick who wrote this shit ya life is sure a bitch but she know I'm rich that why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick here I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in Peso, Euro, yeah, ah ha, I'm paid never gon be broke again see me posted in anything, wearing any chain never gon see me toting anything all you gon see is BANG! its so nice where I kick it, hate you never get to visit yeah I'm on another level but you n-ggas still can get it its all over fore you finish sorry bro this road we end it won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business [Eminem] Yeah I guess life is a bitcha aint it TIP and this one can say this shit shirt off my back, I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief I'm giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine let em get a good taste of it I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now, but in case you didnt this is so bad, better stick your nose to your forehead and staple it life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it so I pace this shit a little bit quicker that clock come racing in double time in it but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time it may take you pricks to catch on while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong man I still say K-mart's like theres an apostrophe-S on it dog and they say McDonalds isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong but if you gon tell me that the A&W aint the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the "F" on dawg [T.I. Bridge] and on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane I'm as strong as they came they were gone fore they came now I don't wanna hang, I slap fire with them rap guys they just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty thats why [Eminem] Now I don't really care what you call me you can even call me cold [T.I] I bet they knew as soon as they saw me Goodnight it's over with, thats all she wrote [Eminem] I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go [T.I] But still I ball like there's no tomorrow Good night is over with thats all she wrote all she wrote, all she wrote I said its over with thats all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote "Goodnight it's over with" thats all she wrote So I did my best with the lyrics FYI - Em's first verse got replaced with a new verse. Just for "nostalgia" I kept Em's original first verse lyrics. Check them out below: [Eminem] Man TIP told me on this hoe tip, best tip I could give you to hip you never let these traits trick you mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, sh-t dig you a hole, take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch sh-t you talk about some advice that sticks with you if i should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns like double stick, its you but f-ck em TIP, its cold its chilling like a villain like the penguin in it's f-cking igloo eating fudgesicles I'd rather slip and fall in sh-t than fall in love with you before I tie a f-cking knot I'd tie you in one bitch you think this is some Nintendo game how f-cking dumb is you I'll give you some mumps before I split some lump sum's with you so here's a penny for your thoughts but it won't buy you a chesseburger, although a nickle might just get you one pickle f-ck it, its official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue thats a bombshell, scud missle! I got this cuss at you to fucking cuss at you Like before I rap there was some motherfucking stud Slut, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way fo shizzle I still live like I bought you the Gilbert slot checks stob bizzle So f-ck sissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister Read more: http://www.killerhiphop.com/t-i-all-she-wrote-lyrics-eminem/#ixzz1g4LYuvON |
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