If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or (исполнитель: Eminem feat. D12)
[Bizzare:] [Echo] Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Psyche! [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 of things [bad word] 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 came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the [bad word] 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 [bad word] myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack [bad word] 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 [bad word] me off Lid to the can of whoop [bad word] just twist me off See me leap out, pull the piece out, [bad word] shootin i'm just trying to knock his teeth out [bad word] with me now, [bad word] let's see you freestyle Talk is cheap, [bad word] 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 [bad word] this ain't rap, This is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops [Swift:] There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh If so you woulda tried The only way I'm leavin this [bad word] is suicide I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy, Got [bad word] then I finished he I'm every [bad word] s favorite arch-enemy. Physically [bad word] to be the most dangerous [bad word] with beef I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently I'm not what you think I appear to be [bad word] up Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a [bad word] 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, [bad word] 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 [Screech] [bad word] [Crash] 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 Niggars, if i was u niggas, [bad word] 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 Hurts 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 plan to the war with ur life, [bad word] the tour and the mic I'll rather [bad word] a [bad word] with a knife, deliver that [bad word] the coroner's like You high hype poppin' [bad word] in broad day light [bad word] ur a gonna at night When The Music Stops [Proof:] Instigators, ?? pits in cages Let loose and