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Alfred J. Kwak
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Erstellt: 25.08.03, 15:28 Betreff: Songtexte
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Rappen wie Oliver wird schwer ohne den richtigen Text. Für alle die die Text noch nicht haben, liste ich sie hier mal auf:
Achtelfinale --- Eminem --- Without me
"Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks" -> Obie Trice
[Intro] Two trailer park girls go round the outside; round the outside, round the outside {*scratches*} Two trailer park girls go round the outside; round the outside, round the outside {*scratches*}
Guess who's back Back again Shady's back Tell a friend Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back.. {*Eminem hums*}
[Verse 1: Eminem] I've created a monster, cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more They want Shady, I'm chopped liver (huh?) Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital by the doctor when I'm not co-operating When I'm rockin the table while he's operating (hey!!) You waited this long, now stop debating Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovu-lating I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney but your husband's heart problem's complicating So the FCC won't let me be or let me be me, so let me see They try to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty, without me So, come on and dip, rum on your lips Fuck that, cum on your lips, and some on your tits And get ready, cause this shit's about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits, FUCK YOU DEBBIE!
[Chorus: Eminem] Now this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me
[Verse 2: Eminem] Little Hellions, kids feelin rebellious Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis They start feelin like prisoners helpless 'til someone comes along on a mission and yells BITCH!!! A visionary, vision of scary Could start a revolution, pollutin the airwaves A rebel, so just let me revel and bask in the fact that I got everyone kissin my ass {*smak*} And it's a disaster, such a catastrophe for you to see so damn much of my ass; you asked for me? Well I'm back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na {*bzzt*} Fix your bent antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in, in the front of your skin like a splinter The center of attention, back for the winter I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling Infesting in your kid's ears and nesting {*bzzt*} Testing, attention please Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Eminem] A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talkin this shit, that shit Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie You thirty-six year old baldheaded fag, blow me You don't know me, you're too old, let go It's over, nobody listen to techno Now let's go, just gimme the signal I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults I been dope, suspenseful with a pencil ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol {*knife slices*} But sometimes the shit just seems everybody only wants to discuss me So this must mean I'm dis-gus-ting But it's just me, I'm just obscene No I'm not the first king of controversy I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley to do black music so selfishly and used it to get myself wealthy (Hey!!) There's a concept that works Twenty million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty, without me
[Chorus]
{*Eminem sings this twice: "Chem-hie-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la"*}
[Eminem] Kids!
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Alfred J. Kwak
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Erstellt: 25.08.03, 15:29 Betreff: Re: Songtexte
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Viertelfinale --- Ludacris --- Saturday
I gotta a big weed stash, pocket full of cash just seen a big ol´ass (it´s saturday) sticky,icky,icky,icky sticky,icky,icky,icky system on blast, cops just pass just seen a big ol´ass (it´s saturday) sticky,icky,icky,icky sticky,icky,icky,icky
Grease dont pop, on the stove no more moved double shot hennesey fill my cup luda choke smoke in a big black truck
should i wild out,WHAT THE FUCK!? act like my rims aint clean how you gonna ack like my neck dont bling Haters get sprayed like afro-sheen but they dont never really wanna pop them thangs cane, cane sugar man luda dont go and i stop at a light,pull of so slow but i´m out for the night, so pass that dro so,daddy come home in a cadillac brome,cadillac brome now dont it sound absurd claim college park where they flip them birds Trick car alarms,then bend them curves chop chop,chunk it up fat man herb
(Chorus)
its illegal bout the plans in my backyard grow,thats my bud smoke till ya drop out, thats my luck keep a couple rolled and i hit the club in the backdoor ,NIGGA WHAT?! act like i dont make cloud, how you ganno act like i dont get loud? how you gonna act like i dont rock crowds? and leave a lot of people with a gap tooth smile if i recollect right then you sound like dirt but, i guess what you really dont know dont hurt with a vest, and a pump hear the shot gun My folks on the block, man,they got that word (they got that word) dont it smell so good, in southwest where they rep that hood protect your chest,they up to no good and come through flossin,they wish y´all would
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worldwide hustlers get that dough wok that tip, get right of evidence, move that brick keep a D eagle with a extra clip think it aint so, SUCK A DICK!! Act like i just do rapHow you gonna act like i just aint strapped?!How you gonna act like i dont push lacs? Black eldorado,fifth wheel on BACK! ichy finger trigger,man,luda dont squeeze with a mac, with a glock i´ma make ´em say please in the back,on block so the cops they frezze and i´m so high, i think i got a nose bleed, you gotta nose bleed? dont it smell so sweet? in DECATUR , where they pack that heat and ROB neighbours in the night creep,creep i´ ll see you later we´ll be in them streets...
(chorus repeat 2x)
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