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Аудио-запись: Eminem ft. D-12 - When The Music Stops |
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Как это ни странно, но это одна из моих любимых песен (Bizzare) Music, Reality. Sometimrs its hard to tell the Difference. But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids....................phsyqe (Eminem) If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be the lead-off batter if there aint **** for me to feed off I'm see-saw battlin But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate And I don came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the **** you take me for? a joke? you smokin crack? Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack **** out I'm tryin-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark Ya'll steady tryin to drown the shark Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off Lid to the can of whoop ***, and twist me off See me leap out, pull the piece out, **** shootin i'm just trying to knock his teeth out **** with me now, *****, let's see you freestyle Talk is cheap, mother****** if you're really feeling froggish, leap Yo slim, you gonna let him get away with that? He tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap, This is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops (swiffy) There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh If so you woulda tried The only way I'm leavin this ***** is suicide I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy, Got drunk then I finished him I'm every *****'s favorite arch-enemy. Physically fitted to be the most dangerous ***** with beef I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently I'm not what you think I appear to be ****** up Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a n***** had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres I murder you Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of sam, *****, I'm surgical I'l allergic to dyin, you think not? you got balls? We can see how large When the music stops (Kon Artist) I was happy having a deal at first, Thought money would make me happy but It only made my pain worst, It hurts when u see ur friends turn their back on u dawg When u ain't got nothing left but ur word and ur balls N ur stress full of cause Of ur new friends they beggin with their hands out Checking for ur record when its selling When it aint, that's the end, no laughs No friends no girl Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then Damn! U slam into the wall and u fall Out the car, trying to crawl with one arm About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops (Kuniva) Let's see how many of your men loyal, When i pull up looking for you, With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust ur head would just explode With red stuff i'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon Braggin about how u shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you *******, if i was u ******, i'll run while given the chance Understand i can enchance the spirit of man Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that really irks me u ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark Hug the floor while we play tug of war with your life, **** the tour and the mic I'll rather **** a ***** with a knife, deliver that **** the coroner's like You high hype poppin' **** in broad day light ***** ur a gonna at night When the music stops (Proof) Instigators, turn ***** in cages Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors Ya'll don't want war, you want talk In the dark my dogs all bark like woof Proof ***** I'm a wolf, get your whole roof Caved in like reindeer hoofs Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose The more ya'll breach, the more I moves This hell street, this is hardcore blues Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (*****) Or make the news betcha all ya'll move When the uzi pop, you better drop when the music stops (Bizzare) Music's changed my life in so many ways Brains confused and ****** since the 5th grade LL told me to rock the bells NWA said **** the police Now i'm in jail 93 was strictly RNB ****** up hair cut Listen to Jodeci Michael Jackson, who go tell me i ain't Mike *** cheeks painted white ****** Presilla at night Flying down sunset smoking crack Transvestite in the front Eddie Murphy in the back MOP had me grindy and griddy Marilyn Manson, i dyed my hair blue And grew some titties Ludacris told me to throw them bows Now i'm in the hospital Broken nose and a fractured elbow Voices in my head, i'm going in shock, I'm reaching for the clock but the music stops |
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