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Eminem - Lose Yourself

[Intro]
Look....if you had...one shot....one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted...in one moment
Would you capture it?...Or just let it slip? Yo..

[Verse 1]
His palms are sweety, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking how? Everybody's choking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over BLOAH !
Snap back to reality, ohh, there goes gravity
Ohh there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy, no
He won't have it, he knows his whole back to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so sad that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo this whole rap ****
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

[Chorus]
You better, lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo...
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo...

[Verse 2]
My soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's
Close to post-mortem, it only grows harder
It only grows hotter, he blows it's all over
These hoes is all on him, coast to coast shows
He's known as the Globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water
These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada, and so the soap opera
Is told, and unfolds, I suppose it's old partner
But the beat goes on, dah dah dum, dah dum dum

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin',and step writing the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the
fact that I can't get by with my nine to
five and I can't provide the right type of
life for my family, 'cause man these Goddamn food stamps
Don't buy diapers, and it's no movie
There's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it's gettin' even harder
Tryin' to feed and water my seed plus, teetertotter
Caught up between being a father and a pre maddonna
Baby momma drama screamin' and it's too much for me,
To wanna stay in one spot, another day of monotamy
Has gotten me, to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot, before I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not
Mom I love you but this trailer has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go it's my shot, feet fail me not cos
This may be the only opportunity that I got

[Chorus]

[Outro]
You can do anything you set your mind to man

Lil Wayne - How To Love



[Intro]

Cut the music up

A little louder..

[Hook]

You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart

.Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out

.How to love, how to love

You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever

Now you in a corner tryna put it together

How to love, how to love

For a second you were here, now you over there

.It’s hard not to stare the way you moving your body

.Like you never had a love, never had a love

[Verse 1]

When you is just a young’un your looks were so precious

But now your grown up, so fly its like a blessing

But you can’t have a man look at you for five seconds Without you being insecure

You never credit yourself so when you got older

It’s seems like you came back ten times over

Now you’re sitting here in this damn corner

Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

You had a lot of dreams that transform to visions

The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions

But it wasn’t your fault, wasn’t in your intentions

You the one here talking to me, you don’t wanna listen

.But I admire your poppin bottles and dippin’

.Just as much as you admire bartending and stripping

Baby, so don’t be mad, nobody else trippin

You see a lot of crooks and crooks still crook

[Hook]

You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart

Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out

How to love, how to love

You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever

Now you in a corner tryna put it together

How to love, how to love

[Bridge]

See I just want you to know that you deserve the best

You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful

Yeah, and I want you to know

You’re far from the usual, far from the usual

[Hook]

You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart

Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out

How to love, how to love

You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever

Now you in a corner tryna put it together

How to love, how to love

Eminem Feat Lil Wayne No Love





[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]

Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it’s “f-ck the world”, get a child out her
Yeah, my life a b-tch, but you know nothing bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I’m rolling Sweets, I’m smoking sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
I think about more than I forget
But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these n-ggas know I lay them down, make their bed
Bitches try to kick me while I’m down, I’ll break your leg
Money outweighing problems on the triple beam
I’m sticking to the script, you n-ggas skipping scenes
Be good or be good at it
Fu*cking right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a di*ck in their mouth, so I guess it’s “f-ck what they say”
I’m high as a bi*tch: up, up and away
Man, I come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in the cage, then I’ll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It’s Weezy motherf-cker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole
So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down
No love lost, no love found

[Hook - Eminem & Lil Wayne]

It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
F-ck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right bi*tch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
Bi*tch you get (no love)
You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get em

[Verse 2 - Eminem]

I’m alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people’s ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most
Sh-t’s finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard di*ck from this sh-t, now stick it in
I ain’t never giving in again
caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the f-ck would I join them when I beat them
They call me a freak because
I like to spit on these p-ssies fore I eat them
Man, get these whack co*cksu*ckers off stage
Where the f-ck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from ‘em, bi*tch I’mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah the rap is tight
But I’m tryna spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
My Soul started to rot fellow
When I’m not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow
Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop
I’m standing on my Monopoly board
That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop
Til my hip don’t hop anymore
When you so good that you can’t say it
’cause it ain’t even cool for you to sound co*cky anymore
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow
You’ll never take my pride
Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy, mark my words
Ain’t letting up, relentless
I smell blood, I don’t give a f-ck: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love

EMINEM - When I'm Gone



[Intro]
Yeah
It’s my life
But all in words I guess
[Verse 1]
Have you ever loved someone so much you’d give an arm for?
Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?
When they know they are your heart
And you know you are their armor
And you will destroy anyone who will try to harm her
But what happens when karma turns right around and bites you
And everything you stand for turns on you to spite you
What happens when you become the main source of her pain
“Daddy look what I made? 
“Dad’s gotta go catch a plane 
“Daddy where’s mommy? I can’t find mommy, where is she? 
I don’t know, go play, Hailie baby your daddy’s busy.
Daddy’s writin’a
song, this song ain’t gon’ write itself
I give you one underdog, then you gotta swing by yourself
Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her
And put hands on her mother who’s a spittin’ image of her
That’s slim shady, yeah baby slim shady’s crazy
Shady made me, but tonight, Shady’s rock-a-by baby
[Chorus] [x2]
And when I’m gone, just carry on don’t mourn,
rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m lookin’ down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain, just smile back
[Verse 2]
I keep havin’ this dream – I’m pushin’ hailie on the swings she keeps screamin’
She don’t want me to sing, “You’re makin mommy cry, why, why’s mommy crying? 
Baby, Daddy ain’t leavin’ no more,
“Daddy you’re lying,
You always say that, you always say this is the last time,
but you ain’t leavin’ no more, Daddy you’re mine! 
She’s piling boxes infront of the door tryin’ to block it,
“Daddy please daddy don’t leave daddy no, stop it! 
Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket, it’s got a picture,
“This’ll keep you safe daddy, take it with you 
I look up, it’s just me standin in the mirror, these fucking walls must be talkin coz man I can hear ‘em
They sayin you got one more chance to do right, and it’s tonight,
Now go out there and show ‘em that you love ‘em ‘fore its too late
And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door it turns to a stage, they’re gone
And the spotlight is on and I’m singin…
[Chorus] [x2]
And when I’m gone, just carry on don’t mourn,
rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m lookin’ down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain, just smile back
[Verse 3]
Sixty thousand people, all jumpin’ out their seat
The curtain closes, they’re throwing roses at my feet
I take a bow, “and thank you all for comin’ out 
They’re screamin so loud, I take one last look at the crowd
I glance down, I don’t believe what I’m seein’,
“Daddy it’s me! Help mommy her wrists are bleedin’ 
But baby we’re in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?!
“I followed you daddy, you told me that you wern’t leavin
You lied to me dad, and now you make mommy sad
And I bought you this coin
It says ‘number 1 dad’, that’s all I wanted
I just wanna give you this coin
I get the point, fine, me and mommy are goin 
But baby wait-
“its too late dad, you made your choice. Now go out there and show ‘em that you love ‘em more than us
That’s what they want
They want you Marshall, they keep
screamin your name, it’s no wonder you can’t go to sleep
Just take another pill, yeah i bet ya you will
You rap about it. Yeah word,cant keep it real 
I hear applause, all this time I couldn’t see
How could it be that the curtain is closing on me
I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it,
put it to my brain, scream ‘god Shady!’ and pop it
The sky darkens, my life flashes,
The plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes
That’s when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin',
There’s birds singin’, it’s spring and
Hailie’s out side swingin’
I walk right up to Kim and kiss her, tell her I miss her
Hailie just smiles and winks at her lil sister, almost as if to say-
[Chorus] [x2]
And when I’m gone, just carry on don’t mourn,
rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m lookin’ down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain, just smile back

EMINEM – Rap God




[Intro]
Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble – big trouble – and if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You were just what the doctor ordered
[Hook 1]
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox?
They said I rap like a robot, so **** me Rapbot
[Verse 1]
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell
Syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yakety-yak
And at the exact same time
I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a maxipad
It's actually disastrously bad for the wack
While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as
[Hook 2]
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox?
Let me show you maintaining this **** ain't that hard, that hard
[Verse 2]
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to school with this music
Cause I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me what in the **** are you thinking?
Little *** looking boy
So *** I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
You witnessing a massacre
Like you watching a church gathering take place looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's ***, that's all they say looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah" from Dre looking boy
I'mma work for everything I have
Never ask nobody for ****, get outta my face looking boy
Basically boy you're never gonna be capable
To keep up with the same pace looking boy
[Hook 3]
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, **** me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
[Verse 3]
So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep throating
I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle
I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me, my honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come trying to censor you
Like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Marshall Mathers LP
One where I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I've Morphed into an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a timewarp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the **** that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows
You're like normal, **** being normal
And I just bought a new Raygun from the future
To just come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather’s pad
Singin' to a man while they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
''Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you''
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you saying ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
Oh, he's too mainstream
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs like that
I don't know what words to use
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I’m ripping any one of these verses diverse as you
It’s curtains, I’m inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta murder to prove
That if you're half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too
School flunkie, pill junky
But look at the accolades the skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue in cheek, **** you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils, here's what they want from me
They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and more symphatetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But **** it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then

But if I can't batter the women how the **** am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip abroad
And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard
Be a king? Think not - why be a king when you can be a God?

50Cent Feat Adam Levine And Eminem




[Adam Levine]

My life, my life

Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try


[50 Cent]

Yeah, I went from back filthy to filthy rich

Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a bítch
I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can **** a ****
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other ****
Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver
What's it to you? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid


[Adam Levine]

My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try


[Eminem]

While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the fücking sheds sharpening my machete
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
I think you fücking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfücker, it's only the beginning
He's bugging again, he's straight thugging, fück who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bítches plugged in the
Motherfücking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
Now take the other end, dump them, then plug them motherfückers in each
One of your eyesockets cause I thought you might finally fücking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this ****
Fück letting up, you’re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah
It's happening again, I'm thinking about the same
Mother fück everybody that's up in this bítch, but 50
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know **** would turn up like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho again and I might just blow my lid
****, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
Cause I'm running in circles with


[Adam Levine]

My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go, no place to go

All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try



[50 Cent]
I haven't been this fücking confused since I was a kid
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
Maybe this is for me, maybe, maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m in the morning like Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Tryna say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked
Man crook, wrap your head up in plastic
Püssy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad it's never gonna end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
Accept it, respect it, this a gift God gave me like the air in the lungs
And every fücking thing with it


[Adam Levine]

My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away

There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try