Despicable Me by Eminem
[Eminem]
I come around like what goes around.
What goes up must come down.
Anyone who comes up must go down.
Might as well go for the gusto now.
Better not let up, better
not let them breathe.Last shot give
it all you got.Try to turn me down
bitch get fucked with the volume nob,Fuck
all you snobs.Hoes I hope all you
rot.Two bottles of lubriderm and a
box of condoms is that all you brought?And
you wanna manage a trois, you twots?Fuck
that I'd rather turn this club to a ballroom brawl.Get as rowdy as Roesthlisberger in a bathroom
stall.Like a leaf stuck in a
vacuum ya'll ain't nothtin but a whole lot of suckin' goin' on in
rap.Yeah but I'm home.Bad to the bone, back in the zoneLet him alone,You
don't wanna go eggin' him on.
It'll never be my chair that you're on.Crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain,
no oxygen.Otherwords there's no
heir to the throne.When I die so
does hip hop.Hitchcock better
shit bitch ass gotgot a zip locked in a bag.You
fags ain't been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high top.Keep blogging while I'm mind boggling my zone, like I'm in
the twilight dog get off my bone this is my mic doggone it I like hogging
it.
Flow so wet I'ma
take this beat tobogganin.[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/despicable-lyrics-eminem.html
]I'm water
logging it, I'm sogging it.Pull your verse out the beat and stomp on
it.Suplexin it on cement, like
I'm on some straight outta compton shitTake
this dick and chomp on it.I'm so
bad I can bitch slap a back handed compliment.Jackass
eat a donkey dick.The game I just
about conquered, it like Donkey KongI'm
bonkers bitch, I'm the king of this honkey shit, I reign supreme in this honkey
shit.No sense screaming and
arguing.Makes no difference
whether a Benz or Bentley or a Beamers the car you in.You think you ball, well I palm it.I throw up bombs when I vomit.Boy I throw down in the kitchen, might hit your mom with my
omelet.But you got egg on your
face now watch me drop an atomic.I
should be strapped to the chest of a kamikaze.Bitch
I'm as bat shit as Ozzy, it's obvious, you can tell I go right off the
bat.No pun intended but come any
closer I'll bite off your head.Tryna give me the fingers kinda like giving a spider the
web, I'm just gonna spin it and try to use it to my advantage.I catch a fly in that bitch. You think you fly, you just food.I give as much of a flying fuck as that superman
dude.Guess I just do what you
can't do or make you look stupid and bamboozled, confused as usual, and you can
get ripped she can open a can tooBut you better hope you can handle the heat, or stay the
fuck outta hell's kitchenI came to
cock block like a square fucking male chicken.Yeah,
it's Shady slut, the rest can suck on a big one.'Cause I'm despicable as daffy duck when I'm
spitting.(Haha
recovery)
5AM in Toronto
[Intro]
Yeah
This on some "old Tommy Campos Dice Raw”
shit
For
my niggas, though
[Verse 1]
You
underestimated greatly Most number ones ever, how long did it really take
me?
The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me
So they never take shots, I got everybody on safetyNiggas make threats, can't hear 'em over the
laughter
Yeah, that's cause I'm headed to the bank,
nigga
Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just being frank with
you
I
mean, where you think she at when she ain't with you?
Wildin', doin' shit
that's way out of your budget
Owl
sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it
Damn,
this shit could go on a tape
Bitches lovin' my drive, I never give it a
break
Give
these niggas the look, the verse, and even the hook
That's why every song sound like Drake featuring
Drake
Str8,
Y pree? Why
is it always me?
Got us watchin' our words like there's wire taps on the team
Cause
I show love, never get the same outta niggas
Guess
it's funny how money can make change outta niggas
For
real
Some
nobody started feelin' himself
A
couple somebodies started killin' themself
A
couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf
I bet them shits would
have popped if I was willin' to help
I got
a gold trophy from the committee for validation
Bad
press during the summer over allegations
I
ain't lyin', my nigga, my time is money
That's why I ain't got time for a
nigga who's time is comin'
A lot
of niggas PR stuntin' like that's the movement
And I'm the only nigga still
known for the music
I
swear, fuck them niggas this year
I
made Forbes list, nigga
Fuck
your list, everything's lookin' gorgeous
Without me, rap is just a bunch of
orphans
But
if I stay in the shit, there's a bunch of corpses
And
me and my dread nigga from New Orleans
Stashin' money like hoarders off
multi-platinum recordings
Eating like I’m seated at Swish, Sotto, and
Joso's
Nothing Was The Same, this
shit for Easy and Cocoa
This shit for Kareem, this shit for Jaevon
This
shit for Julius, Milly Mill
Boy
we do this shit for real
All them boys in my will
All
them boys is my Wills
Anything happen to pop then I got you like Uncle
Phil
Weezy
been on that edge, you niggas just need to chill
If anything happen to Papi,
might pop a nigga for real
Comin' live from the screwface, livin' out a
suitcase
But
I'm feelin' good, Johnny got me pushin' two plates
My
weight up, I refuse to wait up, I started a new race
It's
funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe
Niggas treat me like I've been here for ten
Some
niggas been here for a couple, never been here again
I'm
on my King James shit, I'm tryna win here again
A
young nigga tryin' to win here again
Man,
what's up?
[Outro]
Yeah
A young nigga tryin' to win here again
If I like
her, I just fly her to the city I'm in
I got her drinkin' with your boy
I
got her fucked up, shorty
Aww
yeah
Ordinary People by John Legend
[Verse 1]
Girl im in love with you
This ain't the
honeymoon
Past the infatuation phase
Right in the thick of love
At
times we get sick of love
It seems like we argue
everyday
[Bridge]
I know i misbehaved
And you made your
mistakes
And we both still got room left to grow
And though love sometimes
hurts
I still put you first
And we'll make this thing work
But I think
we should take it slow
[Chorus]
We're just ordinary
people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we
should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow
(Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow
[Verse
2]
This ain't a movie no
No fairy tale conclusion ya'll
It gets
more confusing everyday
Sometimes it's heaven sent
Then we head back to
hell again
We kiss then we make up on the way
[Bridge]
I
hang up you call
We rise and we fall
And we feel like just walking
away
As our love advances
We take second chances
Though it's not a
fantasy
I Still want you to stay
[Chorus]
We're just
ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary
people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time
we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it
slow
[Verse 3]
Take it slow
Maybe we'll live and
learn
Maybe we'll crash and burn
Maybe you'll stay, maybe you'll leave,
maybe you'll return
Maybe another fight
Maybe we won't survive
But
maybe we'll grow
We never know baby youuuu and
I
[Chorus]
We're just ordinary people
We don't know
which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow
(Heyyy)
We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz
we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh
ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll
take it slow
LandSlide by Dixie Chicks
I took my love and I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned
around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the
landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love
Can
the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail thru the changing ocean
tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life
Well, I've been afraid of
changing 'cause I built my life around you
But time makes you
bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older too
Well...
Well,
I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you
But time makes
you bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older, too
Well I'm getting
older too
So, take this love and take it down
Year and if you climb a
mountain and ya turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered
hills
Well the landslide brought me down
And if you see my reflection in
the snow-covered hills
Well maybe
Well maybe
Well maybe the landslide
will bring you down
Poetic Justice by Kendrick Lamar
[Intro]
Every second, every minute, man I swear that she can get
it
Say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up
high
Tell 'em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
I'm
talking 'bout dark room, perfume
Go, go!
[Verse 1: Kendrick
Lamar]
I recognize your fragrance (hol' up!)
You ain't never gotta say
shit (woo!)
And I know your taste is
A little bit (mmm) high maintenance
(ooh)
Everybody else basic
You live life on an everyday basis
With
poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark
room, would you trust it?
I mean write poems in these songs dedicated to
you
And you're in the mood for empathy, theres blood in my pen
Better yet
when your friends and them
I really wanna know you all
I really wanna show
you off
Fuck that, pour up plenty of champagne
Cold nights when you curse
this name
You called up your girlfriends and
Y'all curled in that little
bitty range I heard that
She wanna go and party, She wanna go and
party
Nigga don't approach her with that Atari
Nigga that ain't good game,
homie, sorry
They say conversation, rule a nation, I can tell
But I can
never right my wrongs
'less I write it down for real, P.S
[Hook x2:
Kendrick Lamar]
You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can
get it
And I know just know just know just know just know just
What you
want, Poetic Justice, put it in a song
[Verse 2: Drake]
I
really hope you play this
Cause ol' girl you test my patience
With all
these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations
You've been
taken
Clearly a lot for me to take in
It don't make sense
Young East
African Girl, you too busy fucking with your other man
I was trying to put
you on game, put you on a plane
Take you and your mama to the motherland
I
could do it, maybe one day
When you figure out you're gonna need
someone
When you figure out it's all right here in the city
And you don't
run from where we come from
That sound like Poetic Justice, Poetic
Justice
You were so new to this life but God damn you got adjusted
I mean
I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the fun sex
Your natural hair and
your soft skin, and your big ass in that sundress (ooh!)
Good God, what you
doing that walk for?
When I see that thing move, I just wish we would fight
less and we would talk more
And they say communication saves relations, I can
tell
But I can never right my wrongs unless I write them down for
real
P.S...
[Hook]
[Verse 3 : Kendrick
Lamar]
Every time I write these words they become a taboo
Making sure
my punctuation curve
Every letter is true
Living my life in the margin and
that metaphor was proof
I'm talking poetic justice, poetic justice
If I
told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean you
need to hear this
Love is not just a verb, It's you looking in the
mirror
Love is not just a verb, It's you looking poor maybe
Call me crazy,
We can both be insane
A fatal attraction is common
And what we have common
is pain
I mean you need to hear this
Love is not just a verb and I can see
power steering
Sex drive when you swerve, I want that interference
It's
coherent, I can hear it, mmhmm
That's your heartbeat
It either caught me
or it called me, mmhmm
Breathe slow and you'll find gold mines in these
lines
Sincerely, yours truly
And right before you go
blind
P.S.....
[Hook]
[Skit]
"I'm gon' ask you
one more time homie, where is you from? Or it is a problem"
"Ay you over here
for Sherane homie?"
"Yo I don't care who this nigga over here for, if he
don't tell where he come, it's a wrap! I'm sorry"
"Hol' up hol' up hol' up,
we gon' do it like this, OK? I'mma tell you where I'm from, you gon' tell me
where you from, OK? Or where your Grandma stay, where your mama stay, or where
your daddy stay, OK?"
"Enough with all this talkin"
"Matter of fact, get
out the van homie. Get out the car before I snatch you out that mother fucker
homie"
[Eminem]
I come around like what goes around.
What goes up must come down.
Anyone who comes up must go down.
Might as well go for the gusto now.
Better not let up, better
not let them breathe.Last shot give
it all you got.Try to turn me down
bitch get fucked with the volume nob,Fuck
all you snobs.Hoes I hope all you
rot.Two bottles of lubriderm and a
box of condoms is that all you brought?And
you wanna manage a trois, you twots?Fuck
that I'd rather turn this club to a ballroom brawl.Get as rowdy as Roesthlisberger in a bathroom
stall.Like a leaf stuck in a
vacuum ya'll ain't nothtin but a whole lot of suckin' goin' on in
rap.Yeah but I'm home.Bad to the bone, back in the zoneLet him alone,You
don't wanna go eggin' him on.
It'll never be my chair that you're on.Crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain,
no oxygen.Otherwords there's no
heir to the throne.When I die so
does hip hop.Hitchcock better
shit bitch ass gotgot a zip locked in a bag.You
fags ain't been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high top.Keep blogging while I'm mind boggling my zone, like I'm in
the twilight dog get off my bone this is my mic doggone it I like hogging
it.
Flow so wet I'ma
take this beat tobogganin.[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/despicable-lyrics-eminem.html
]I'm water
logging it, I'm sogging it.Pull your verse out the beat and stomp on
it.Suplexin it on cement, like
I'm on some straight outta compton shitTake
this dick and chomp on it.I'm so
bad I can bitch slap a back handed compliment.Jackass
eat a donkey dick.The game I just
about conquered, it like Donkey KongI'm
bonkers bitch, I'm the king of this honkey shit, I reign supreme in this honkey
shit.No sense screaming and
arguing.Makes no difference
whether a Benz or Bentley or a Beamers the car you in.You think you ball, well I palm it.I throw up bombs when I vomit.Boy I throw down in the kitchen, might hit your mom with my
omelet.But you got egg on your
face now watch me drop an atomic.I
should be strapped to the chest of a kamikaze.Bitch
I'm as bat shit as Ozzy, it's obvious, you can tell I go right off the
bat.No pun intended but come any
closer I'll bite off your head.Tryna give me the fingers kinda like giving a spider the
web, I'm just gonna spin it and try to use it to my advantage.I catch a fly in that bitch. You think you fly, you just food.I give as much of a flying fuck as that superman
dude.Guess I just do what you
can't do or make you look stupid and bamboozled, confused as usual, and you can
get ripped she can open a can tooBut you better hope you can handle the heat, or stay the
fuck outta hell's kitchenI came to
cock block like a square fucking male chicken.Yeah,
it's Shady slut, the rest can suck on a big one.'Cause I'm despicable as daffy duck when I'm
spitting.(Haha
recovery)
5AM in Toronto
[Intro]
Yeah
This on some "old Tommy Campos Dice Raw”
shit
For
my niggas, though
[Verse 1]
You
underestimated greatly Most number ones ever, how long did it really take
me?
The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me
So they never take shots, I got everybody on safetyNiggas make threats, can't hear 'em over the
laughter
Yeah, that's cause I'm headed to the bank,
nigga
Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just being frank with
you
I
mean, where you think she at when she ain't with you?
Wildin', doin' shit
that's way out of your budget
Owl
sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it
Damn,
this shit could go on a tape
Bitches lovin' my drive, I never give it a
break
Give
these niggas the look, the verse, and even the hook
That's why every song sound like Drake featuring
Drake
Str8,
Y pree? Why
is it always me?
Got us watchin' our words like there's wire taps on the team
Cause
I show love, never get the same outta niggas
Guess
it's funny how money can make change outta niggas
For
real
Some
nobody started feelin' himself
A
couple somebodies started killin' themself
A
couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf
I bet them shits would
have popped if I was willin' to help
I got
a gold trophy from the committee for validation
Bad
press during the summer over allegations
I
ain't lyin', my nigga, my time is money
That's why I ain't got time for a
nigga who's time is comin'
A lot
of niggas PR stuntin' like that's the movement
And I'm the only nigga still
known for the music
I
swear, fuck them niggas this year
I
made Forbes list, nigga
Fuck
your list, everything's lookin' gorgeous
Without me, rap is just a bunch of
orphans
But
if I stay in the shit, there's a bunch of corpses
And
me and my dread nigga from New Orleans
Stashin' money like hoarders off
multi-platinum recordings
Eating like I’m seated at Swish, Sotto, and
Joso's
Nothing Was The Same, this
shit for Easy and Cocoa
This shit for Kareem, this shit for Jaevon
This
shit for Julius, Milly Mill
Boy
we do this shit for real
All them boys in my will
All
them boys is my Wills
Anything happen to pop then I got you like Uncle
Phil
Weezy
been on that edge, you niggas just need to chill
If anything happen to Papi,
might pop a nigga for real
Comin' live from the screwface, livin' out a
suitcase
But
I'm feelin' good, Johnny got me pushin' two plates
My
weight up, I refuse to wait up, I started a new race
It's
funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe
Niggas treat me like I've been here for ten
Some
niggas been here for a couple, never been here again
I'm
on my King James shit, I'm tryna win here again
A
young nigga tryin' to win here again
Man,
what's up?
[Outro]
Yeah
A young nigga tryin' to win here again
If I like
her, I just fly her to the city I'm in
I got her drinkin' with your boy
I
got her fucked up, shorty
Aww
yeah
Ordinary People by John Legend
[Verse 1]
Girl im in love with you
This ain't the
honeymoon
Past the infatuation phase
Right in the thick of love
At
times we get sick of love
It seems like we argue
everyday
[Bridge]
I know i misbehaved
And you made your
mistakes
And we both still got room left to grow
And though love sometimes
hurts
I still put you first
And we'll make this thing work
But I think
we should take it slow
[Chorus]
We're just ordinary
people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we
should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow
(Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow
[Verse
2]
This ain't a movie no
No fairy tale conclusion ya'll
It gets
more confusing everyday
Sometimes it's heaven sent
Then we head back to
hell again
We kiss then we make up on the way
[Bridge]
I
hang up you call
We rise and we fall
And we feel like just walking
away
As our love advances
We take second chances
Though it's not a
fantasy
I Still want you to stay
[Chorus]
We're just
ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary
people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time
we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it
slow
[Verse 3]
Take it slow
Maybe we'll live and
learn
Maybe we'll crash and burn
Maybe you'll stay, maybe you'll leave,
maybe you'll return
Maybe another fight
Maybe we won't survive
But
maybe we'll grow
We never know baby youuuu and
I
[Chorus]
We're just ordinary people
We don't know
which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow
(Heyyy)
We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz
we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh
ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll
take it slow
LandSlide by Dixie Chicks
I took my love and I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned
around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the
landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love
Can
the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail thru the changing ocean
tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life
Well, I've been afraid of
changing 'cause I built my life around you
But time makes you
bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older too
Well...
Well,
I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you
But time makes
you bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older, too
Well I'm getting
older too
So, take this love and take it down
Year and if you climb a
mountain and ya turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered
hills
Well the landslide brought me down
And if you see my reflection in
the snow-covered hills
Well maybe
Well maybe
Well maybe the landslide
will bring you down
Poetic Justice by Kendrick Lamar
[Intro]
Every second, every minute, man I swear that she can get
it
Say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up
high
Tell 'em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
I'm
talking 'bout dark room, perfume
Go, go!
[Verse 1: Kendrick
Lamar]
I recognize your fragrance (hol' up!)
You ain't never gotta say
shit (woo!)
And I know your taste is
A little bit (mmm) high maintenance
(ooh)
Everybody else basic
You live life on an everyday basis
With
poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark
room, would you trust it?
I mean write poems in these songs dedicated to
you
And you're in the mood for empathy, theres blood in my pen
Better yet
when your friends and them
I really wanna know you all
I really wanna show
you off
Fuck that, pour up plenty of champagne
Cold nights when you curse
this name
You called up your girlfriends and
Y'all curled in that little
bitty range I heard that
She wanna go and party, She wanna go and
party
Nigga don't approach her with that Atari
Nigga that ain't good game,
homie, sorry
They say conversation, rule a nation, I can tell
But I can
never right my wrongs
'less I write it down for real, P.S
[Hook x2:
Kendrick Lamar]
You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can
get it
And I know just know just know just know just know just
What you
want, Poetic Justice, put it in a song
[Verse 2: Drake]
I
really hope you play this
Cause ol' girl you test my patience
With all
these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations
You've been
taken
Clearly a lot for me to take in
It don't make sense
Young East
African Girl, you too busy fucking with your other man
I was trying to put
you on game, put you on a plane
Take you and your mama to the motherland
I
could do it, maybe one day
When you figure out you're gonna need
someone
When you figure out it's all right here in the city
And you don't
run from where we come from
That sound like Poetic Justice, Poetic
Justice
You were so new to this life but God damn you got adjusted
I mean
I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the fun sex
Your natural hair and
your soft skin, and your big ass in that sundress (ooh!)
Good God, what you
doing that walk for?
When I see that thing move, I just wish we would fight
less and we would talk more
And they say communication saves relations, I can
tell
But I can never right my wrongs unless I write them down for
real
P.S...
[Hook]
[Verse 3 : Kendrick
Lamar]
Every time I write these words they become a taboo
Making sure
my punctuation curve
Every letter is true
Living my life in the margin and
that metaphor was proof
I'm talking poetic justice, poetic justice
If I
told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean you
need to hear this
Love is not just a verb, It's you looking in the
mirror
Love is not just a verb, It's you looking poor maybe
Call me crazy,
We can both be insane
A fatal attraction is common
And what we have common
is pain
I mean you need to hear this
Love is not just a verb and I can see
power steering
Sex drive when you swerve, I want that interference
It's
coherent, I can hear it, mmhmm
That's your heartbeat
It either caught me
or it called me, mmhmm
Breathe slow and you'll find gold mines in these
lines
Sincerely, yours truly
And right before you go
blind
P.S.....
[Hook]
[Skit]
"I'm gon' ask you
one more time homie, where is you from? Or it is a problem"
"Ay you over here
for Sherane homie?"
"Yo I don't care who this nigga over here for, if he
don't tell where he come, it's a wrap! I'm sorry"
"Hol' up hol' up hol' up,
we gon' do it like this, OK? I'mma tell you where I'm from, you gon' tell me
where you from, OK? Or where your Grandma stay, where your mama stay, or where
your daddy stay, OK?"
"Enough with all this talkin"
"Matter of fact, get
out the van homie. Get out the car before I snatch you out that mother fucker
homie"