Letra de Shout de Backstreet Boys

Letra de Shout de Backstreet Boys

Shout

Verse:
Ignorance of people purchasing diamonds and necklaces,
And barely able to keep the payments up on their lessons,
And enrolled in a class and don't know who the professor is,
How low people go for the dough and make a mess of things,
Kids are murdering other kids for the fun of it,
Instead of using their mind or their fist, they put a gun in it
Wanna be a part of a clique, don't know who's running it,
Tragedy on top of tragedy you know it's killing me.
So many people in agony, this shouldn't have to be,
Too busy focusing on ourselves and not His Majesty,
There has to be some type of change for this day and age,
We gotta rearrange and flip the page,
Living encaged like animals and cannibals,
Eating each other alive just to survive the nine to five,
Every single day is trouble while we struggle and strive
Peace of mind's so hard to find.

Chorus:
I wanna shout, throw my hands up and shout
What's this madness all about
All this makes me wanna shout
You know it makes me wanna shout,
Throw my hands up and shout
What's this madness all about
All this makes me wanna shout, c'mon now

Verse 2:
Problems, complications and accusations
Dividing the nations and races of empty faces
A war is taking place.
No substitution for restitution, the only solution for peace
Is increasing the height of your spirituality.
Masses of minds are shrouded, clouded visions
Deceptions and indecision, no faith or religion, how we're living.
The clock is ticking, the end is coming, there'll be no warning,
But will we live to see the dawn.

Bridge:
How can we preach, when all we make this world to be
Is a living hell torturing our minds.
We all must unite, to turn darkness to light,
And the love in our hearts will shine.

Verse 3:
We're disconnected from love, we're disrespecting each other
Whatever happened to protecting each other
Poisoned your body and your soul for a minute of pleasure,
But the damage that you've done is gonna last forever.
Babies being born in the world already drug addicted and afflicted,
Family values are contradicted.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, the pressure is building and I've had enough.

Chorus

Letra de Shape Of My Heart de Backstreet Boys

Letra de Shape Of My Heart de Backstreet Boys

Hmm, yeah, yeah
Baby, please try to forgive me
Stay here, don't put out the glow
Hold me now don't bother if every minute it makes me weaker
You can save me from the man that I've become, oh yeah.

Lookin' back on the things I've done
I was tryin' to be someone
I played my part, and kept you in the dark
Now let me show you the shape of my heart

Sadness is beautiful, loneliness is tragical
so help me I can't win this war, oh no
Touch me now don't bother if every second it makes me weaker
You can save me from the man I've become

Lookin' back on the things I've done
I was tryin' to be someone
I played my part, and kept you in the dark
Now let me show you the shape of my heart

I'm here with my confession
Got nothing to hide no more
I don't know where to start
But to show you the shape of my heart

I'm lookin' back on things I've done
I never wanna play the same old part
I'll keep you in the dark
Now let me show you the shape of my heart

Lookin' back on the things I've done
I was tryin' to be someone
I played my part, and kept you in the dark
Now let me show you the shape of my heart

Lookin' back on the things I've done
I was tryin' to be someone
I played my part, and kept you in the dark
Now let me show you the shape of...
Show you the shape of my heart

Letra de Everyone de Backstreet Boys

Letra de Everyone de Backstreet Boys

We've been through the days of thunder
Some people said we don't belong
They try to pull us under
But here we stand together and were millions strong

Let's get on with the show
(Let's get started)
Turn the lights down low
(Turn the lights down low)
You were there from the start
(You were there from the start)
We know who you are
And this one goes out to...

CHORUS:
Everyone, everyone, everyone
So this one goes out to you
Everyone
we're standing strong
'Cause of what you've done
And this one goes out to you

We've been inside the circus
We took the pleasure with the pain
I guess there's something about us
Whatever comes around we'll always stay the same, oh yeah

Let's get on with the show
(Oh, let's get started)
Turn the lights down low
(Turn the lights down low)
You were there from the start
(You were there)
We know who you are
We know who you are

CHORUS:

Now we're minutes away
'Til it's time to play
Our heartbeats are rising
They're letting you in
Time for the show to begin

We, we're standing strong
'Cause of what you've done
This one goes out to you, you, you
You make us feel like we've just begun
And this one goes out to you

CHORUS:

Letra de Drowning de Backstreet Boys

Letra de Drowning de Backstreet Boys

Piano playing... (sounds like All Or Nothing)
AJ:
ohhh...

Brian:
Don't pretend you're sorry
I know you're not
You know you've got the power to make me weak inside
And girl you leave me breathless
But it's ok
Cause you are my survival
Now hear me say...

Howie:
I can't imagine life without your love
And even forever don't seem like long enough

Chorus:
'Cause everytime I breathe I take you in
And my heart beats again
Baby I can't help it
You keep me drowning in your love
Everytime I try to rise above
I'm swept away by love
Baby I can't help it
You keep me drowning in your love

AJ:
Maybe I'm a drifter
maybe not
Cause I have known the safety of flowing freely in your arms
I don't need another life line
It's not for me
Cause only you can save me
Oh, can't you see

Nick:
I can't imagine life without your love
And even forever don't seem like long enough
(Brian: Don't seem like long enough, yeah)

Chorus:
Cause everytime I breathe I take you in
And my heart beats again
Baby I can't help it
You keep me drowning in your love
And everytime I try to rise above
I'm swept away by love
Baby I can't help it
You keep me drowning in your love

Kevin:
Go on and pull me under
And cover me with dreams, yeah
Love me mouth to mouth now
You know I can't resist
Cause you're the air that I breathe

Chorus:
Everytime I breathe I take you in (Brian: everytime I breathe, yeah)
And my heart beats again
Baby I can't help it (AJ: baby I can't help it)
Keep me drowning in your love
And everytime I try to rise above
I'm swept away by love
Baby I can't help it (Brian: Baby I can't help it)
Keep me drowning in your love (Brian: Loooooooooooooooooove)

Baby I can't help it
Keep me drowning in your love (Nick: Keep me drowning in your love)

AJ: Whoa,
Got me drowning

AJ: Keep me drowning in your love

Baby I can't help it (Nick: I can't help it, can't help it, no no)

Everytime I breathe I take you in (AJ: yeah I do)
And my heart beats again
Baby I can't help it (Brian: Baby I can't help it)
Keep me drowning in your love
Every time I try to rise above (Brian: Everytime I try to rise, rise above)

Brian: I'm swept away by love

Baby I can't help it

AJ: You keep me drowning in... your love

Letra de We All Die One Day de Eminem

Letra de We All Die One Day de Eminem

CHORUS [Lloyd Banks]
Niggas know what I'm about out here
I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to
You can run your mouth I don't care
but if you get too close I'm gon' clap you
It's too real out here to be scared
A real nigga gon' do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should fear
it ain't considered a crime unless they catch you
We all die one day

[Obie Trice]
Niggas when I step up in the bar, faggots wanna loot
Like you mo'fuckers got Obie Trice shook
Like I'ma stand here as a man
and let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand
I got issues, got no time, got guns that mourn nigga's moms
Shoot up clubs and destroy nigga's vibes
Everybody running for their motherfuckin' lives
Tough club niggas, we leave early
Cock back surely
Open up your fade
Your grey brain meets motor city pave
Your nervous system still twitch off Jay-Z
O's an amimal, skirt's get mirked
Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt
Don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard
Trust in God, 'cause you's about to catch a bullet scar
I give a fuck where you from who you be wit'
Keep this a secret, right by the nuts
A 4-5 that'll light niggas up and this 4-5 high make me not give a fuck

Chorus

[Lloyd Banks]
But as long as I'm here I'm gon' grab checks
and make my cash stretch longer than giraff necks
Poverty'll make your ass bet, on words
Touch niggas in jail make them wanna finish their last sents'
They say you live by the gun and die by the next nigga gun
if that's the case then get a bigger one
You don't think I pack the pump
'cause I'm out of the hood
That's a stereotype, like everybody that's black and junk
I'm in a white mink, the fabric is done
Got rings like Mike, Byrd, Magic and them
Out in Dallas in a palace where the Mavericks is from
Living lavash, I'm established, so the cabbager come
I'm in the clouds you don't see me on a train
I travel first class you ain't even got a TV on your plane
You should be easy on my name
'cause I ain't goin' back and forth
Your boss and your captain's soft

Chorus

[Eminem]
'Cause we gon' bring it to anybody who want it
You want it? You gonna get it
Man we gon' hit 'em, chew 'em up and spit 'em out {*spit*}
Too much venom and if you role with 'em
we gon' fuck you up with 'em
I got too much momentum movin' in my direction to lose
My shoes will explode as soon as you go to step in 'em (BOOM)
You know how we do it, when we do, how we do it, when we come through
G-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie we all move like assasins
Ski masks and gloves consider this as a warning
Disaster comes faster than you can react to it, just ask Muggs
But we are fizast
Fuck your litte bitch ass up
We are not killers, my vato will have you shot though
dragged through the barrio on fuck, like Kim Osario
Litte sorry hoe ass, go ask B-Real
We burn Source covers like fuckin' Cypress Hill did in the 90's
when you was in diapers still
Shady Records you better believe the hype is real
This is no joke, I don't smoke
but I toke enough second hand to make my fuckin P.O. choke
I'm an OG, you're fuckin' with a GI Joe
Bia Bia, mia meo a vida loco
I'm a psycho, Mariah ain't got shit on me
When I retire I'll be spittin' baby food on people
A tent sieged on her ranch, huddled up next to her
with Hello Kitty slippers on, humping her legs
You ever had your cat pealed back or your shit pushed in?
I put my blade in your like a fuckin' pin cushion
Slice your ear clear off, Smirnoff and Henn dogg
I'll show you how to kill a fuckin' man like Sen Dog
Nobody told you that I'm loco essay?
I lack every sane chemical in my membrane
I'm Slim Sha...dy and the "d" is for these nuts
And you can get each one for free so feast up
I pee in a cup for three months
I'm having an E party for easter please come, 'cause we gon'

[50 Cent]
We gon' bring it to anybody who want it
You want it? You gonna get it
Man we gon' hit 'em, chew 'em up and spit 'em out {*spit*}
Too much venom and if you role with 'em
we gon' fuck you up with 'em
You can do all them push ups to pump up your chest
I got a 12 gauge mossbert to pump up your chest
Have you gasping for breath after that shell hit your vest
Fear me like you fear God 'cause I bring death
Silverback gorilla in the concrete jungle
I'm the strongest around, you know how I get down
I watch gansta flicks and root for the bad guy
Turn it off before it end 'cause the bad guy die
If you trying to buy guns I'm the nigga to look to
So what they got bodies on 'em, they still look new
You can raise your voice like you fending to touch somethin'
When I raise my knife shit I'm fending to cut somethin'
See I walk like Ron O'Neil and talk like Goldie
If the bitch think I love her the bitch don't know me
(Haha sorry Kim)
[Eminem] (Haha oh sorry ohhh)

Chorus

[Eminem] Souls Assasins y'all
What up Muggs?
[DJ Muggs] What up Em?
[Eminem] We outta here

Letra de Was It All Worth It de Eminem

Letra de Was It All Worth It de Eminem

What is there left for me to do in this life
Did I achieve what I had set in my sights
Am I a happy man or is this sinking sand
Was it all worth it was it all worth it

Yeah now hear my story let me tell you about it
We bought a drum kit blew my own trumpet
Played the circuit thought we were perfect
Was it all worth it
Giving all my heart and soul and staying up all night
Was it all worth it
Living breathing rock’n’roll a godforsaken life
Was it all worth it was it all worth it all these years

Put down our money without counting the cost
It didn’t matter if we won if we lost
Yes we were vicious yes we could kill
Yes we were hungry yes we were brill
We served a purpose like a bloody circus
We were so dandy we love you madly

Was it all worth it
Living breathing rock’n’roll this godforsaken life
Was it all worth it was it all worth it
When the hurly burly’s done

We went to bali saw God and dali
So mystic surrealistic
Was it all worth it yeah yeah
Giving all my heart and soul staying up all night
Was it all worth it
Living breathing rock’n’roll this never ending fight
Was it all worth it was it all worth it
Yes it was a worthwhile experience

It was worth it

Letra de Warriors Part 2 de Eminem

Letra de Warriors Part 2 de Eminem

[Eminem] Woo! Yeah! Remix!
[50 Cent] Ha ha!
[Eminem] Lloyd Banks!
[Lloyd Banks] Uh huh!
[Eminem] Ha ha!

[Eminem]
It's like a throne that he don't even own
He won't sit down give him a crown he just throws it around
It's like a joke he's like a king but he don't do a thing
He don't want the diamonds, want the gold or want the jewelry
He don't want the room and he don't want the loot he's in it for the sport
Runnin' circles 'round his competition on the court
He appreciates your support but he ain't beggin' for it
And you can love and you can hate it but you can't ignore it, you can't be that ignorant
But you can try to sell him short
But you can't fuck with his last joint or the one before it
And he was born to raise hell like them country boys
And If I'm frontin' then you better come confront me for it

CHORUS [Nate Dogg]
This is the story of a warrior and now you know it
True warriors go ahead and make some noise
It ain't healthy to be makin' niggaz paranoid
Hit your corner with my weapon I don't need my boys
I'm doin' a hundred twenty in the fast lane
Kick back just relax let me do my thang
Don't give a fuck about you suckers gotta maintain
Money, power and respect in this rap game

[Lloyd Banks]
He's straight outta a neighborhood where niggaz hate
To see you blow and eat your dinner off a bigger plate
There stomachs ache while he's loungin' in the big estate
And he hops in a hundred thousand where the nigga stay, houses with a bigger gate
Houndin' him's a big mistake
He won't surrender he'll rather give up a rib to break
'Cause he remembers when they wouldn't lend a helpin' hand
Till he was sittin' on green like a Celtics fan
Created a buzz to where you gotta mention his name
When you discussin' the illest playa that's in the game
And he's ridin' with Em, 50 Cent, Doc and 'em
G Unit Records ain't a motherfucker stoppin' them

Chorus


[50 Cent]
He's no magician man the kid does something out of nothin'
So that nigga's from his hood act like he owes him somethin'
They talk crazy till they send niggaz to where to buck him
Ask him if it's a problem and he'll say nah it's nothin'
He was gonna help 'em out but since they funny fuck 'em
He don't care how they feel they can hate him or love him
He held his own on his own the kid is really thuggin'
He's rich now he ain't change so niggaz think he buggin'
He bulletproof everything 'cause niggaz try and buck him
Keeps two pistols I'll show you where he tuck 'em
Niggaz say they gon' get at him but they can't touch him
Try to catch you slippin' then creeping he start bussin'

Chorus

[Nate Dogg]
I can give you niggaz somethin' you can talk about
I can turn your smile upside down
You ain't no G you a fuckin' clown
I can take your girl and tu-turn her out
Don't hold it in let it all out
I can give you fuckers somethin' to be mad about
Invite her in send her back out
With my DNA all in her mouth

Letra de Waiting For The Rats de Eminem

Letra de Waiting For The Rats de Eminem

Waiting to cut out the rappers
Waiting to clean up the city's
Waiting to follow the rats
Waiting to put on a rock-song
Waiting to weed out the bullies
Waiting to smash in their radio's
And kick over their turn-tables
Waiting for the final solution to strenghten the strain
Waiting to follow the rats
Waiting to turn on the showers
And fire the ovens
Waiting for the R&b bullies and the rappers
And the nazi's and the racists
Waiting ro follow the rats
Would you like to see Rock rule again? my friend?
Uh-huuu-huuu All you have to do is follow the RATS

Letra de Virginity de Eminem

Letra de Virginity de Eminem

I don't know why she called
It was very strange to me
It doesnt even matter

Fuck!
She told me that she was the one
And then everything was done
And then i looked around
What did i see?

That i fucked her
Right in the tree
And i can't believe i took her viginity
Virginity x 2

And then i just woke up
What a strange nightmare
My eyes couldn't focus
Wasn't her?
Was it a friend or foe?
I didn't want to know
But as i turned around
What did i see?

That i fucked her
Right in the tree
And i can't believe i took her virginity
Virginity x 2

Virgin tea x 4

Won't you buy some virgin tea? x 4

That i fucked her
Right in the tree
And i can't believe i took her virginity
Virginity x 2

And then i just woke up
What a strange nightmare
My eyes couldn't focus
It wasn't her....

Letra de Under The Influence de Eminem

Letra de Under The Influence de Eminem

Na na na na na na na na na na, na na
translation:
So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit
Cuz I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick

Eminem:
Two pills I pop, til my pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-20's
A young-ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of hisass
So the rats can't chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning
Frightened with five little white Vicaden pills bitin him
I'm like a fucking wasp in the hospital, lost
Stingin the fuck out of everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife by the blade and stab you with the fucking handle
So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds hurtin
(Bitch it's too late)
Cuz once you're hung from the drapes, it's "curtains"

Swifty:
I'm an instigator, three-eighty slug penetrator
They bring creative murders to kill haters
Accused for every crime known to the equator
They knew I did it, for havin blood on my gators
My weed'll hit your chest like a double-barreled gaugean
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Henny I do shit on purpose
You'll never hear me say "forgive me"
I'm snatchin every penny, it's gotta be that way
Nigga face it, that weed I sold to you? Regate laced it
You had it, I'll make the President get a face-lift
Niggas just afraid, handin me their bracelets
Chillin in the lab wasted
I'm the type that'll drink Kaluha and Gin, and throw up on themic
Don't like this rule, you get socked right on sight
And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

Chorus:
So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit
Cuz I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
Cuz I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit
Cuz I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick

Bizarre:
I'm a compulsive liar, set my preacher on fire
Slash your tires, find out, thinkin they're mine
Plate's expired, so as soon as I'm hired, I'm fired
Jackin my dick off in a band of barbed wires
"Hey, is Bizarre performing?"
Bitch, didn't you read the flyer?
Special invited guest will be Richard Pryor
"Aren't you a male dancer?"
Naw bitch, I'm retired, for fuckin a bitch in the ass with a tireiron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip
My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record skip
Lettin the record skip - lettin the record skip (Damn!)
(reverse revolving of record)
I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin
It's gonna cost $300 dollars to get my pit bull an
abortion
Some bitch asked for my autograph
I called her a whore, spit beer in her face, and laughed
I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam
All bitches are hoes, even my stinkin ass mom

Proof:
Ayo flashback, two seats, too deep up in that asscrack
Weed laced with somethin, nigga pass that
In Amsterdam we only hang out with hashrats
At a Stop The Violence rally
I blast gats, be it a mom or publishing
Get your ASCAP-ed, the Kuniva, divider
Yo cash that, run your motherfucking pockets
ASAP, I don't need a platinum chain
Bitch, I'll snatch Shaq's, born loser
Half thief and half black
Bring your boys and your guns, and get laughed at
Bitch smack 'em, rich rappers get ejac-jacked
And found chopped up in a trash bag

Kuniva:
We stranglin rappers to the point they can't yell
Cuz their crew is full of fags, sweeter than bake sells
Wreckless, come from behind and snatch your necklace
Cruisin and causin more trouble than nine hoodlums
I rattle your Adam's Apple until it crackles
Run right past you, turn around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, cuz I'm a looney
I got an adept mind, and it's polluted
I cock it back then shoot it
I love snatchin' up players, thugs, and young ballers
Shoot up they household, even the young toddlers
Brigades barricade to bring the noise
While the bullets wrap you bones up like Christmas toys
If I go solo, I'm doing a song with Bolo
A big Chinese nigga, screamin "Kuniva yo-yo"
I'll leave your face leakin
Run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin
Take a swing at the deacon

Kon Artis:
I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight
I was straight until I got caught sellin em shaped
I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your rent
I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex in my tent
With the superintendents daughter
My brains out of order
I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in water
In cahoots with this nigga named Carisle Von
Who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you a bomb
(special delivery)
I signed to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped an advancement and run
Drive by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin me none
Born straight up out a pussy but the son of a gun
Got a reputation for havin niggas run up they funds
Used to be the type of nigga that was full of some ones
Til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in dough

Chorus

Suck my motherfucking dick...
D12...Dirty motherfucking Dozen...
Assed you like a snake slut bitch with 30 fucking husbands...
Bizarre Kid...Swifty McVay...The Kon Artis...The Kuniva...
Derty Hairy...Haha,and Slim Shady...

Letra de Pick It Up de Eminem

Letra de Pick It Up de Eminem

Proof:]
Now everybody throw your hands in the air
[Eminem:]
Put 'em up put 'em up

[Verse 1 Eminem:]
I'm smacking, upslash, and keep the hoes in checking,
dubble last Slim Shady, this is real shit.
Sit back, relax, when my boys smocks crack.
I'm the big master, [Proof:] Can't u see thaaaat ??
Aww, yes I'm from the mothafuckin´ Wild west.
Lift your shirt up, and tell me who's real best?
Everlast, girls three times at day three times at night,
I got G's full of criminals peooople,
Shut u down for revange, G.
Beat u down as we all know I do G.
Brothers like, Eminem change the stylaa.
Shut the fuck up I feel high for this SLUUUUTT!
Like everytimes smoke the herion.
Get back in this day shit and feel for more crack like kokain.
Listen, must we repeat ?
I'm not the one who write about bullshit,
and sell those drug shit, and fuck mothafuckas´ who say that I'm talking shit.
Detroit sidney is where I grew up bitch.
Now peace for all my outsiders, and this world.
Fuck what u want this is three one third.

[Chorus:]
Put 'em up yaaa put 'em up put 'em up.
Say dr.dre (DR.DRE) dr.dre (DR.DRE)

[Verse 2:]
One two three and to the four,
Snoop Doggy Dog, and dre is after ya.
Ready to fight? go and get your back up.
And we about to fuck u upppp..
Gimme the microphone first, so I can fly like a bubble.
All those peices together, yo u know you're in trouble.
I'm sayin´ nuttin but he says : (Fuck Dre).
We beat him G, so : (feel okay).
But back to the old shit and make this to a end.
Nervous is nervous, something u can't understand.
You never know my wife maybe could hurt a man.
Burn a man, and last thing, feel for learn this man.
And when she learn, I chill for a minute.
Ain't no bitch ass pussy on my fuckin´ penis.
And thats really horny so my penis got harder,
Stronger bigger, so hard u wanna fuck her.
[Eminem & Proof:] PEACE!!

Letra de Outro de Eminem

Letra de Outro de Eminem

{*Gun cocked back*}

[Eminem]
Nah, we ain't gone
I love bein' hated, it's great it
Let's me know that I made it
I wouldn't have it no other way
I wouldn't trade it for the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
by so many other motherfuckers that ain't you
And as long, as you keep fuckin' with us, we keep fuckin' you up
And keep pullin' the rug from up under you
And what's ever more fucked up
is we enjoy what were doin' so much there ain't nothin'
that we love more than pullin' your skirts up
And exposin' you hoes so much, people are startin' to wonder
what's up wit' them fuckin' one dough a man under-els
Do unto others of you will have done under you
So who the fuck you motherfuckers gonna run to when
someone runs up wit' a mask and puts a gun to you {*gun cocks*}
You will ask yourself, how come your mans
didn't enter that last round that he had
in Curtis Jackson's ass while he had the chance
You keep askin' us to keep it on wax but we can't
This is past any rationalization
We have captured national media attention
Conversation is senseless, you can sense the tension start buildin'
soon as we enter the 106 & Park building
Someone's gonna get killed and I swear to God
if someone so much as even touches one of my people
I'll put a million on his head
And you ain't got the funds to match or counteract it
But I'd rather rap than get into this gangsta shit
And it ain't because I'm a bitch
It's because I ain't a bitch
I don't endanger people that I'm wit'
I'm a general, I ain't Bush
I don't send my soldiers to war
I'm right there in the middle of the shit with 'em
So when I do get 'em
Orders to storm your headquarters, you'll be fuckin' with a...

[Swifty McVay]
Fuckin' wit' a peacekeeper
See you the nigga that greet this lyrical meat cleaver, that I eat ya
Niggaz wanna keep speakin', like it ain't even that deep
I got heat that'll sweep a niggaz street {*explosion*}
See I wouldn't fuck with me neither, only heaven can help ya
I'll be searchin' for you longer than the "Legend Of Zelda"
Without a failure, there's gonna be hell to tell the
captain that a Basset Hound couldn't even smell ya
body, when I hide ya, I be on that mob shit
You another Hoffa, under the Renaissance bitch
You get bombed like Lebanon {*explosion*} with my own tactic
I'll snatch your head like one of Saddam's kids

[Obie Trice]
Motherfucker I'll handle you
We can have it out on any Avenue
A "Average Man" flipped into an animal
Shoot out your mandibles
Cannons and ammunition, reload with precision
Nigga know the mechanicals
Break the pistol down, you should see them handles
The street taught the child, no read up manuals
Push your crack vows, young Nino Brown
Chasin' green is the dream, when you're young and brown
Bound to be a problem child
Look what I'm involved in now
A Dozen Dirty niggaz and they all get down
Dissolve any problem that enlarge with ours
When revolvers we said "all men get down" {*gunshot*} (come on!)

[Kuniva]
While your punchin' and tacklin' punks
I'm handlin' chumps, packin' a pump
that's longer than the elephant trunk {*gun cocks*}
On the streets I'm a beast, I feast upon the weak
So speak beef, I'll shot you and scream "increase the peace"
A monster, pistol packin' pushin' niggaz off they Hondas
Starve ya, get it crackin', yankin' bitches for they ganja
Sneaky as fuck, I don't think mama beat me enough
When she was sleepin' stuff, I was stealin' the keys to the truck
Shut the fuck up, before you end up dead in the dump truck
or in the streets takin' a nap, bleedin' and Lugged up
Who want what like M. Bleek, with this heat if you ten deep
Then fuck it, it'll be ten sleepin' {*gunshots*}

[Proof]
Know much about my a land ski
Don't tussle with my hand speed
Clutch your burner, bust it and watch your man bleed
We ferocious, toast no holsters
Approach us, throw heat straight from the soldiers (come on!) {*gunshot*}
We the soldiers, y'all the youngsters (ha)
Youngsters lungs puncture, dead in a dumpster {*gunshot*}
Upstairs the Munsters, hand full of drama
You scared of the drama, bomber the monster {*gun cocks*} (boof)
I'm back nigga (woof), I reappear
Shoot like {*gunshot*}, homie steer clear
Blackness, carcass covered with catfish
We murkers with no purpose other than practice

[Bizarre]
There's three things I hate: liars, fakes and cheaters
Alcoholics, sluts and fuckin' wife beaters
A gat that describes my life
I don't even know who song this is ("Obie Trice")
Bitch, Bizarre don't give a fuck about no hip hop
At my release party in a pink tank top in Reeboks {*laughing*}
This Ja Rule beef I ain't gettin' in
I'll meet an R&B singer to sing at my wedding (Say yeahhh)
I turn your face into a fuckin' meat patty
I'll fuck your mommy and go fishin' with your granny
I'll "Shit On You", I'll pee on R. Kelly too
This is Bizarre, see you at "Devils Night 2"

Letra de Murder de Eminem

Letra de Murder de Eminem

[bizarre]
Detroit, motown
Hey guess what?
They gave us a soup bowl this year
And you know what happened?

Robbin', shootin', killin', murder (murder, murdeeeerrrr) (2x)

[bizarre]
Hennyed up, remmyed up, ski mask, black truck
Dickie outfit, passenger side (mr. grip pump)
Fuck it, i just did two lines
A chrome tech nine, it'll tear out nigga's spine
It's a party, go on in and have fun
'cause after it's over, all you goin' hear is {*gunshots*}
Shootin', blastin', hittin' the floor
$10,000 in the safe, shit i'm about to score
'cause i'm dangerous, off angel dust, shit i'll bust
Even the nigga that came wit' us
And this is for my niggas that be robbin' and stealin'
Carjackin', murder one's and fuckin' drug dealin's

Robbin', shootin', killin', murder (murder, murdeeeerrrr) (2x)

[kuniva]
I stumble in the club blowed, 9 millimeter cocked
Something's tellin' me to stop, fuck it, i ain't see the cops
Niggas don't believe it till they see it's out
Stupid motherfuckers wanna take a scenic route
Now the heaters out, bitches scream like i pulled my penis out
Beggin' me to put that big motherfucker away, but the demon's out
Everybody on the floor, come out of that mink
Come out of them diamonds and you come out of that valuer
The party is over, shut the fuck down, cut the music
Matter of fact turn it back it up, shit i can use it
I need the noise, in case i have to let a couple off
Saw another icy chain, walked over and tugged it off
Gimme that butter soft, they say she buyin' out the bar
You can buy my drinks for today and tomorrow
I'm out for the paper, my homie, better hide them jewels
I'm in the game starvin' and i ain't playin' by the rules nigga

Robbin', shootin', killin', murder (murder, murdeeeerrrr) (2x)

[50 cent] s-s-s-s-s-shady
[eminem] it's the re-up

Letra de Monkey See, Monkey Do de Eminem

Letra de Monkey See, Monkey Do de Eminem

Hahahaha...
Aiyo 50
What I tell you?
We ain't even have to say shit, they did it
Haha!

Monkey see, monkey do
Don't ever make the first move
Just let 'em come to you
'cause they always gon' seem to do
what the other one do
So let him come to you
the rest will just follow suit
Monkey see, monkey do
Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum
If they really want it bad enough well then they gon' come
Now here they come like we expected
Now we just set them up
Check mate motherfucker, games over we won
Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum

Doesn't take much for me to raise such a stake up
When motherfuckers hate your guts
You ain't even gotta say much
for me to put a pen to a blank sheet of paper
it's like smearing' blood stains with a paint brush
I can't explain what it is my brain does
But however it works it's insane, it's plain nuts
And it ain't just my brain is dangerous
It's a whole combination of things, it takes nuts
And I'm not afraid to raise the stakes up
I got a million bucks in the bank and eight trucks
But anybody who gets on a track and spanks us
I'm patiently waiting for the day, I'm anxious
To see the look on your fake mugs when you thugs go bankrupt
You're drunk, you ain't tough
Whatever you drank must've just turned you into some gangstas
This is me talkin' motherfucker, this ain't drugs
You wanna pop shit, wake up then make up
Fuck that! It's too late chump now face up
I pray for the day that someone who spits
with the caliber that Nas and Jay does
Open up his jaw to say somethin' to rattle my name off
or rattle the first thing from the top of his brain off
So I can blow the fuckin' dust off of this chainsaw
Give 'em the surgery that he came for till I peel the pain off
I never been shot
but I think me and 50 must've been cut from the same cloth
'cause I've always came off like Ja's chain
when they tried to rush him in large
They came back and gave him a watch in exchange for it
I don't stop, only thing that I wait for is the day
That I ain't gotta report to probate court
'cause I'ma give you all the reason to hate more
'cause I've been holdin' my tongue 'till I gotta sprained jaw
A lot of rappers on my list that just ain't Ja
And I'ma read that motherfucker off come April
You pussies think I went soft 'cause 8 Mile
When I come back I'ma be shootin' more than just paint balls, trust me=/font>

Fuckin' dummies
This ain't chess, you playin' motherfuckin' checkers
This shit is all day man, it's too easy
We playin' chess, you playin' checkers
You 'bout to get your motherfuckin' asses jumped, fuckin' punks
Aod by the way, we ain't just talkin' to one person
We're talkin' to every motherfuckin' body who wants to bring it
'cause we bringin' it to anybody who wants to bring it, so bring it
Don't pick up the ball if you don't wanna play man
It's all fucked up now
FUCK I'M SPOSED TO DO NOW? HUH
THE FUCK I'M SPOSEE TO DO?!
Haha
Yo we out