Artist: Eminem /Album: The Marshall Mathers LP (2000)/Song: Drug Ballad Back when Mark Walhberg was

Marky Mark This is how we used to make the party start We used to, mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk And by the, sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf And my pre-diction is you're gon' probably fall either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall And every-thing's spinnin, you're beginnin to think women are swimmin in pink linen again in the sink Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guinness is finished You are now allowed to officially slap bitches You have the right to remain violent and start wilin Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyein you Get in your car, start it, and start drivin over the island and cause a 42 car pile-up {*spaceman voice*} Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot Look at the life on this planet sir, no sign of it All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it Let me out of this place, I'm outta place I'm in outer space, I've just vanished without a trace I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow I'll be back in an hour or so [Chorus: Eminem] Cause every time I go to try to leave (Whoa-ohh!) Somethin keeps pullin on my sleeve (Whoa-ohh!) I don't wanna, but I gotta stay (Whoa-ohh!) These drugs really got ahold of me (Whoa-ohh!) Cause every time I try to tell them, "No" (No-ohh!) They won't let me ever let them go (Go-ohh!) I'ma sucka all I gotta say (Whoa-ohh!) is drugs really got a hold of me (Whoa-ohh!) [Eminem] In third grade, all I used to do was sniff glue through a tube and play Rubix Cube Seventeen years later I'm as Rude as Jude Schemin on the first chick with the hugest boobs I've got no game, and every face looks the same They've got no name, so I don't need game to play I just say whatever I want to whoever I want Whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want However, I do show some respect to few This ecstacy's, got me standin next to you Getting sentimental as fuck spillin guts to you We just met, but I think I'm in love with you But you're on it too, so you tell me you love me too Wake up in the mornin like "Yo, what the fuck we do?" I gotta go bitch, you know I have stuff to do Cause if I get caught cheatin then I'm stuck with you But in the long run These drugs are probably going to catch up sooner or later But fuck it, I'm on one So let's enjoy, let the X destroy your spinal cord So it's not a straight line no more Til we walk around looking like some wind-up dolls Shit's stickin out of our backs like a dinosaur Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more

So bye for now, I'm goin to try to find some more Chorus [Eminem] That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow When you swallow it all wollow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow you're probably gonna want to do it again What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend? Screw it And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning? And what's a little fight? Tomorrow you'll be boys again It's your life, live it however you wanna Mari-ju-uana is everywhere, where was you brought up? It don't matter as long as you get where you're goin Cause none of this shit is gonna mean shit where we're goin They tell you to stop, but you just sit there ignorin Even though you wake up feelin like shit every mornin But you're young, you've got a lot of drugs to do Girls to screw, parties to crash, sucks to be you If I could take it all back now, I wouldn't I would have did more shit that people said that I shouldn't But I'm all grown up now and upgraded and graduated to better drugs and updated But I still got a lot of growin up to do I still got a whole lot of throwin up to spew But when it's all said and done I'll be 40 before I know it with a 40 on the porch tellin stories with a bottle of Jack, two grandkids in my lap Babysiting for Hailey while Hailey's out gettin smashed Chorus 2X Drugs really got a hold of me They really got a hold of me Cause drugs really got ah old of me They really got a hold of me Artist: Eminem /Album: The Marshall Mathers LP(2000)/Song: Who Knew I don't do black music, I don't do white music I make fight music, for high school kids I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires screech*} I put wives at risk with a knife like this (AHHH!!) Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight jump out put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now? Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how? Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around? Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle around and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out (Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked? {*ewwww*} Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement (The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents Chorus: Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big

I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I never knew I, knew I would get this big I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch So who's bringin the guns in this country? (Hmm?) I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar movie where he's shootin all sorts of these motherfuckers with a uzi I sees three little kids, up in the front row, screamin "Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same moms and dads who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?" And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear What about the make-up you allow your 12-year-old daughter to wear? (Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words when his bus driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse ("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!") And fuck was the first word I ever learned up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!) So read up, about how I used to get beat up peed on, be on free lunch, and change school every 3 months My life's like kinda what my wife's like (what?) Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every night, Ike So how much easier would life be if 19 million motherfuckers grew to be just like me? Chorus I never knew I.. knew I'd.. have a new house or a new car A couple years ago I was more poorer than you are I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I? Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop (what?) Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!) How many retards'll listen to me and run up in the school shootin when they're pissed at a teach-er, her, him, is it you is it them? "Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!" Damn! How much damage can you do with a pen? Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop I just said it - I ain't know if you'd do it or not Chorus How the fuck was I supposed to know? Artist: Eminem /Album: Eminem Show (2002)/ Song: White America How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech the United States government has sworn to uphold.. (Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song) .. or so we're told I never woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see so many motherfuckin people, who feel like me Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs It's like a fuckin ARMY marchin in back of me So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed

in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays And straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays 'til it stays stuck in your head, for days and days Who woulda thought; standin in this mirror bleachin my hair with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this? How could I predict my words would have an impact like this? I must've struck a chord with somebody up in the office Cause Congress keep tellin me, I ain't causin nuthin but problems And now they're sayin I'm in trouble with the government - I'm lovin it! I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumpin it on [Chorus 2X:] White America! I could be one of your kids White America! Little Eric looks just like this White America! Erica loves my shit I go to TRL; look how many hugs I get! Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself If they were brown Shady lose, Shady sits on the shelf But Shady's cute, Shady knew Shady's dimples would help Make ladies swoon baby (ooh baby!) Look at my sales Let's do the math - if I was black, I woulda sold half I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that But I could rap, so fuck school, I'm too cool to go back Gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin studio's at When I was underground, no one gave a fuck I was white No labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up I was like Fuck it - until I met Dre, the only one to look past Gave me a chance aand I lit a FIRE up under his ass Helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got was probably his in exchange for every white fan that he's got Like damn; we just swapped - sittin back lookin at shit, wow I'm like my skin is it startin to work to my benefit now? It's.. [Chorus] See the problem is, I speak to suburban kids who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist Whose moms probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss 'til I created so much motherfuckin turbulence! Straight out the tube, right into your living rooms I came And kids flipped, when they knew I was produced by Dre That's all it took, and they were instantly hooked right in And they connected with me too because I looked like them That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope Searchin with a fine tooth comb, it's like this rope waitin to choke; tightenin around my throat Watchin me while I write this, like I don't like this (Nope!) All I hear is: lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsors working round the clock to try to stop my concerts early, surely Hip-Hop was never a problem in Harlem only in Boston After it bothered the fathers of daughters startin to blossom So now I'm catchin the flack from these activists when they raggin Actin like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch or say faggot, shit! Just look at me like I'm your closest pal The posterchild, the motherfuckin spokesman now for.. [Chorus] So to the parents of America I am the derringer aimed at little Erica to attack her character The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress and piss on the lawns of the White House To burn the {flag} and replace it with a Parental Advisory sticker To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hypocrisy Fuck you Ms. Cheney! Fuck you Tipper Gore!

Fuck you with the free-est of speech this Divided States of Embarassment will allow me to have Fuck you! I'm just kiddin America, you know I love you Artist: Eminem /Album: Encore (2004)/ Song: Mosh I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America And to the Republic for which it stands One nation under God [People It feels so good to be back..] Scrutinize every word, memorize every line I spit it once, refuel, reenergize, and rewind I give sight to the blind, mind sight through the mind I excercise my right to express when I feel it's time It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight you take it as I’m gonna whip someone's ass If you don't understand don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has Or at least shows no difficulty multi task And juggling both, perhaps mastered his craft slash Entrepreneur who has held long too few more rap acts Who has had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half Of his career typical manure moving past that Mister kiss his ass crack, he's a class act Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength, Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight, We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors To the people up top, on the side and the middle, Come together, let's all bomb and swamp just a little Just let it gradually build, from the front to the back All you can see is a sea of people, some white and some black Don't matter what color, all that matters is we gathered together To celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better They ain't gonna stop us, they can't, we're stronger now more then ever, They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go, Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know Stomp, push up, mush, fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home come on just . . . Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength, Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight, We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors, come on Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us, Mosh pits outside the oval office

Someone's trying to tell us something, maybe this is God just saying we're responsible for this monster, this coward, that we have empowered This is Bin Laden, look at his head nodding, How could we allow something like this, Without pumping our fist Now this is our, final hour Let me be the voice, and your strength, and your choice Let me simplify the rhyme, just to amplify the noise Try to amplify the times it, and multiply it by six Teen million people are equal of this high pitch Maybe we can reach Al Quaida through my speech Let the President answer on high anarchy Strap him with AK-47, let him go Fight his own war, let him impress daddy that way No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our soil No more psychological warfare to trick us to think that we ain't loyal If we don't serve our own country we're patronizing a hero Look in his eyes, it's all lies, the stars and stripes They've been swiped, washed out and wiped, And Replaced with his own face, mosh now or die If I get sniped tonight you'll know why, because I told you to fight So come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength, Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight, We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors [Eminem speaking angrily] And as we proceed, to mosh through this desert storm, in these closing statements, if they should argue, let us beg to differ, as we set aside our differences, and assemble our own army, to disarm this weapon of mass destruction that we call our president, for the present, and mosh for the future of our next generation, to speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr. Senator Album: Encore (2004) Song: Mocking Bird Yeah I know sometimes things might not always make sense to you right now But hey, what daddy always tell you? Straighten up little soldier Stiffen up that upper lip What'chu crying about? You got me.. Hailie, I know you miss your mom And I know you miss your dad when I’m gone But I’m trying to give you the life that I never had I can see you’re 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 crying

Wipe them tears Daddy’s here No more nightmares We gonna pull together through it We gon’ do it Laini, 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 Looking 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, growing up As daddy that he had to see Daddy don’t want you to see But you see just as much as me (to see?) That we did not plan it to be this way You’re 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 when was teenagers But then of coarse Everything always happens 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 Everythings gonna be alright Stiffen 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 feel how we feel inside It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby But I promise, Mama’s gonna be alright It’s funny I remember back one year when daddy had no money Mommy wrapped the Christamas presents up and stuck them under the tree and said some of them were from me Cos daddy couldn’t buy ‘em I’ll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night cryin’ Cuz daddy felt like a bum See dadday 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 trying to start a piggy bank for you So you can 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 mama’s heart And it seemed like everything was just starting to fall apart Mom and dads was arguing a lot So mama moved back on the _?____ and the flat One bedroom apartment And dad moved back to the other side of 8 mile on Novarra 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 Laini were too young to understand it Papa was a rolling 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 first hand Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud Now I’m sittin’ in this empty house, just reminiscin’ Looking at your baby pictures it just trips me out To see how much you both have grown It’s almost like your sisters now Wow, I guess you pretty much are And daddy’s still here Laini 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 Everythings gonna be alright Stiffen 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 feel how we feel inside It may seem a little crazy pretty baby But I promise Mama’s gonna be alright 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 the mockingbird don’t sing and the ring don’t shine I’ma break that birdy’s neck I’ll go back to the ***eler who sold it to ya And make him eat every karat Don’t fuck wit dat. hah