the beginning and ending of this is amazing

Cj PearsonI know these drugs you ain't witBut I gotta tell fans how I am the shitThey can't fuck with all the stuff I've writeOr even .y freestyles that I spitthey can never do the stuff I didGrowning up as a hell raising kidsI here the voices there all making noisesI guess I need to make better choicesI'm sorry momma why did I do itI fucked up and i knew itand I know u can prove it Tryna pick up the pieces and glue itI better get going and move it cause if u find my stash ur gonna lose itI really don't know what I'm doingIt's like everything I touch gets ruinedHey momma I'm gonna make it tune inIt's me and my brothers fighting about who's in we are rough on each other covered is bruises Just tryna get in where fit in just tryna compete but mama ur the reason for this beat and I know it's hard raising me but don't accept defeat you almost got it beatI'm sorry momma why did i do itI fucked up and I knew it just like everything else I blew it tryna pick up the pieces and glue itAll these meds they got me onI'm telling you now these Dr are wrongI've been taking them for no reason for so longBut momma this is your songSo go ahead and put me onGo ma show them how ur strongI hate the stuff I've done cause one day u'll be goneSold all jewlrey and u knew it was me If I'm not high I don't know how to beI'm struggling with this song I can't even breathBut when I make it we will rise togetherMe and you ma foreverYou couldn't be any betterI'm sorry momma why did I do itI fucked up and i knew it and I know u can prove it tryna pick up the pieces and glue it I pissed you off thought u we're gonna lose itAnd I know I can raise hell What will happen tomorrow only time will tell when I was young you picked me up when I fell brushed me off told me it would be okay and right now I'm trying to find the right words to sayCause ur the best mom in the best kind of wayYou always made it to our games on the sidelines shouting our namesAnd I know something wrong with my brain I don't know if I'll ever be the sameBut I'm the only one to blame I covered my name with all my shameSome demons aren't meant to be tamedI love to see you your smile its perfectRaising all three of us I don't know how u worked it I'm sorry momma why did I do itI fucked up and i knew it and I know u can prove it tryna pick up the pieces and glue itYou always told me if the shoe fits wear itOur memories are so rair itI just want to share itI stole your ring it was 24 carrot I can't believe you still believin meMa I don't know what you see in meYou never were decieving meAlways stayed by my side there was no leaving meU work so hard always trying to be pleasing meAnd here recently uv been so patiently waitingDon't worry there always hatingBut there calling out my name is boostin my ratingsBut hey look they got me on the stationI've been on tour and traveled the hole nation I'm walking around pacingTryna get over all these demons iv been facing I'm sorry momma why did I do itI fucked up and i knew it and I know u can prove it tryna pick up the pieces and glue it

I have been coming back to this video since last july writting my own lyrics to this. Its been a long time but i want to make it perfect!

Literally tired of this shit. Love David dane

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have, I'm been protested and demonstrated against.

When your mom yells at you for not doing the dishes, so now you gotta write a disstrack.

I'm Sorry Momma I Never Meant To Make you CryI'm Sorry Momma But Tonight I'm Buying You A Beach House. I'm Sorry Momma Never Meant To Make you Cry. Even After All The Weed Im Smoking Got Me Flying And Ask Where I Would Have Never Even Been If Never Heard Eminem Tech Or Putluck With Out My Hommies PsychoDelic And Nepholophosy and Big Shout Out To Josh UnderRated Black Markets Matter

Legend says his snare is in the closet 😂

"@LL 👀 GOT IZ 50 cent"😭,😭,😭,💰...2K19

"👀 LUV U (GOD)"💖,💖,💖,💖...2K19

I have no headphones in my ears.

In 2019 Eminem found his snare

2019

Am I the only one who thinks this instrumental is similiar to the way i am ?

Se viene el cover de esta canción en español flowdecalle editions 🇭🇳🤘👽🤘🇭🇳🎵Dedicado para mí madre!!!

See I’m not the only rapper that just sat hear and wrote itA couple lines while in my room when I was off on my own and I wish that I could say I lived fuckin happier lifeBut most times, I wish that i could only put up a fightImagine watching people treat her like they thought she was worthless like boys that failed to be the men that they appear on the surface We grow up quicker than expected, that’s the thing with a child and I wish that rappers would believe what Eminem was aboutso hear emotion in my voice and try to copy my lyrics when im the one that lived the life so you can send me your wishes but im happy, and I'm a man who lives a hell of a lifeno kids, i'd like to introduce my prize of a wife. a father figure isn't what you thought you'd get in the bidness, but i promise, what we grew up with wasn't best of the interest and i believe in bigger things that won't end up in a prison so I'm hoping that we could grow and maybe further the witness.

Top 10 goats instrumentals

his new album sucks he found his snare no more anger in him.

Where's my snare?I have no snare in my headphones. There you goYeah... yo, yoHave you ever been hated or discriminated against?I have; I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behindAll this commotion emotions run deep as oceans, explodingTempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep goingNot taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathingKeep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the eveningLeave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now; I bet you're probably sick of me now ain't you mama?I'mma make you look so ridiculous nowI'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetHa! I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they throw me inside my coffin and close itI'mma expose it; I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum-selling CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo I don't. On second thought I just fucking wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her sideEven if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakesBut I'm only human, but I'm man enough to face them todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take them bullets outta that gun'Cause I'da killed him; shit I would've shot Kim and him bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetNow I would never diss my own mama just to get recognitionTake a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissingBut put yourself in my position; just try to envisionWitnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchenBitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missingGoing through public housing systems, victim of Münchausen's SyndromeMy whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to your stomachDoesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phonyAnd Hailie's getting so big now; you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to getYou selfish bitch; I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shitRemember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetI'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet

Where's my snare?I have no snare in my headphonesThere you goYeahYo, yoHave you ever been hated or discriminated against?I have, I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behindAll this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's explodingTempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep goingNot taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathingKeep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the eveningLeave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?I'mma make you look so ridiculous nowI'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetHa! I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they thrown me inside my coffin and close itI'mma expose it, I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum selling CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo I don't. On second thought I just fucking wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her sideEven if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakes, but I'm only humanBut I'm man enough to face them todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetNow I would never diss my own momma just to get recognitionTake a second to listen for who you think this record is dissingBut put yourself in my position, just try to envisionWitnessing your momma popping prescription pills in the kitchenBitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missingGoing through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's SyndromeMy whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomachDoesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phonyAnd Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to getYou selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shitRemember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet

Spit it out!yea you heard me👀👃👅

Em

Honestly one of my fav beats, nobody makes beats that go that deep into lyrical melodies like this

Cleanin' Out My ClosetEminemWhere's my snare?I have no snare in my headphonesThere you goYeahYo, yoHave you ever been hated or discriminated against?I have, I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behindAll this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's explodingTempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep goingNot taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathingKeep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the eveningLeave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?I'mma make you look so ridiculous nowI'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetHa! I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they thrown me inside my coffin and close itI'mma expose it, I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum selling CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo I don't. On second thought I just fucking wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her sideEven if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakes, but I'm only humanBut I'm man enough to face them todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetNow I would never diss my own momma just to get recognitionTake a second to listen for who you think this record is dissingBut put yourself in my position, just try to envisionWitnessing your momma popping prescription pills in the kitchenBitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missingGoing through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's SyndromeMy whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomachDoesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phonyAnd Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to getYou selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shitRemember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetSongwriters: Jeffrey Irwin Bass / Marshall B Mathers

Look at me is you when you dream alone silently, I thought I was nicer butt your nicer? Honesty Honestly your lil bit honestier, cleaning out my brain to God a place on nice on God 👑 I'm not funny butt funny because is true? Honesty

wake up every morning my mind is constantly swirlingsip on my coffee and hit a j straight out of boredomi log onto the web to spend my day faking importancein truth i'm just droned out by the establishment's chorusstuck living in these wicked days cursed by earth's wicked waysan evil that's got me feeling righteous in some crooked waysbut evil pays when drugs reign as society fades just to realize later that my boy was caught up in the fazeand turned cold from the wrong batch shot up in his veinsthugs don't care as long as their debts are dead or they're paidand if that means the grave, too bad it was all apart of the gamea faceless junkie, but now my boy rots and decaysbut no amount of tears can bring him back, i grow wearywill they hear me, as i sit here and call out Waterburyour sons getting killed off so whose left for our daughters to marry?as poison bleeds out of their veins needles are popping like cherries.only to turn on the news to see them speak in some codeperverting the truth hyped up then cleverly soldfact rejected as myth concealing the murderous crowssubverting our minds attempting to seize full controlbut a leader arose whose voice spoke for the joesbluntly and brashly, unafraid and composedarmed with truth their lies overthrown and exposednow they whine like a bitch who got punched in the nosehave you ever felt so unmagical thatit rumbles for you and nevered forget it backjust because have you ever felt you tried so hard thatit never backed and every star comes but never come backI have, so angry just because..you the cuz, you the vausebust ya rhymes but you know why bother?i donno the lovers ambitions with the loverya it's just, it's just? munette i cried, i criedand you know you never could looked back without a tryi guess somedays i don't wanna imagine anymorejust because it tores, just because i won't get rid of this sore..kick pushed so undearly that i have a lil' bestfriendjust because she is a cool dudette with the trendI love her with so much respect just because she is reallyi hope she never have to leave but i know she can be more than just leally..Never really got in the habit of popping pills like my mom Never thought I'd become a slave to Valium Never had a father to manipulate my cranium But growing up like I did makes you do things to anyoneWho stands in your way just stay strapped with a bomb To anyone who disagrees go alcapone on them son.

cleaning out hillarys closet

This beat go hard

Snare jokes pfffts

[Intro]Where's my snare?I have no snare in my headphonesThere you go, yeah, yo, yo[Verse 1]Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?I have-I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's behindAll this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans, explodin'Tempers flarin' from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin'Not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'Keep kickin' ass in the morning and takin' names in the evenin'Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee, they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now! I bet you're probably sick of me nowAin't you, Mama? I'ma make you look so ridiculous now![Hook]I'm sorry, Mama, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet (One more time!)I said I'm sorry, Mama, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet[Verse 2]I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they throw me inside my coffin and close itI'ma expose it; I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum-selling CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch‘Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo, I don't, on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin' her sideEven if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakesBut I'm only human, but I'm man enough to face 'em todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take the bullets out of that gun‘Cause I'da killed him, shit, I woulda shot Kim and him bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show[Hook]I'm sorry, Mama, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet (One more time!)I said I'm sorry, Mama, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet[Verse 3]Now, I would never diss my own mama just to get recognitionTake a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissin'But put yourself in my position, just try to envisionWitnessin' your mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchenBitchin' that someone's always goin' through her purse and shit's missin'Goin' through public housing systems, victim of Münchausen's SyndromeMy whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma?So you could try to justify the way you treated me, Ma?But guess what, you're gettin' older now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd Nathan's growin' up so quick he's gonna know that you're phonyAnd Hailie's gettin' so big now, you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her-she won't even be at your funeral!See, what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch, do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get?You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit!Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?Well, guess what, I am dead-dead to you as can be![Hook]I'm sorry, Mama, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet (One more time!)I said I'm sorry, Mama, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet

Where's my snare?I have no snare in my headphonesThere you goYeahYo, yoHave you ever been hated or discriminated against?I have, I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behindAll this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's explodingTempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep goingNot taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathingKeep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the eveningLeave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?I'mma make you look so ridiculous nowI'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetHa! I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they thrown me inside my coffin and close itI'mma expose it, I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum selling CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo I don't. On second thought I just fucking wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her sideEven if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakes, but I'm only humanBut I'm man enough to face them todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetNow I would never diss my own momma just to get recognitionTake a second to listen for who you think this record is dissingBut put yourself in my position, just try to envisionWitnessing your momma popping prescription pills in the kitchenBitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missingGoing through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's SyndromeMy whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomachDoesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phonyAnd Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to getYou selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shitRemember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet

My brain is getting sharperWords stick like a permanent marker Down to Irverson plazaStole a Ferguson cake a galaxy chargerHear an emergency alarm burglary surges the plazabreak glass stone cold theme never hit harder freestyles are all about how much i can bombard you with hardnessAll this pain i have to harness i sit an dwell in the darknessIm like bart trapped in that well all alone and so harmlessBut if i get out the real me smiling makes pluses regardlessIts an endless loop so mind the gap im just a targetThere is no margin to shit i been through so fearless cold hearted

Have you ever felt alonelike you’re invisible at homelike you’re only noticed when they raise their fucking tone

Why everybody writes some lyrics on the coments?? you know it´s a sin when you change the words of an artist

Where's my snare?I have no snare in my headphonesThere you goYeahYo, yoHave you ever been hated or discriminated against?I have, I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behindAll this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's explodingTempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep goingNot taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathingKeep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the eveningLeave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?I'mma make you look so ridiculous nowI'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetHa! I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they thrown me inside my coffin and close itI'mma expose it, I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum selling CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo I don't. On second thought I just fucking wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her sideEven if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakes, but I'm only humanBut I'm man enough to face them todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetNow I would never diss my own momma just to get recognitionTake a second to listen for who you think this record is dissingBut put yourself in my position, just try to envisionWitnessing your momma popping prescription pills in the kitchenBitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missingGoing through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's SyndromeMy whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomachDoesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phonyAnd Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to getYou selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shitRemember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry momma!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet

Legend has it he still hasn't found his snare...

Im sorry mama, i never ment to hurt you, i never ment to make you cry but tonight, im gonna find my snare

this instrumental is Eternal to me , thank you Dre

Some say that Eminem's anger is due to not finding his snare

Have you ever lived in a discrimination world?I have, which many don't people deserved,from politics and critic to my ex girl,Its mindblowing wind gusting like we living in a monsoon world,Barely could see Barely could breath while everything twirl,Pressure building up ,now throwing up,We cant even hold it in,It's coming out again...

Can use it for cover

131 people have no snare in their headphones

Where's my snare?I have no snare in my headphones. There you goYeah... yo, yoHave you ever been hated or discriminated against?I have; I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behindAll this commotion emotions run deep as oceans, explodingTempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep goingNot taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathingKeep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the eveningLeave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now; I bet you're probably sick of me now ain't you mama?I'mma make you look so ridiculous nowI'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetHa! I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they throw me inside my coffin and close itI'mma expose it; I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum-selling CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo I don't. On second thought I just fucking wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her sideEven if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakesBut I'm only human, but I'm man enough to face them todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take them bullets outta that gun'Cause I'da killed him; shit I would've shot Kim and him bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetNow I would never diss my own mama just to get recognitionTake a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissingBut put yourself in my position; just try to envisionWitnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchenBitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missingGoing through public housing systems, victim of Münchausen's SyndromeMy whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to your stomachDoesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phonyAnd Hailie's getting so big now; you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to getYou selfish bitch; I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shitRemember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetI'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet

SIGN UPStick & MoveAlcySTICK & MOVE LYRICS[Intro: Alcy, Kodak Black]Dang, KodakManeuverin', stickin' and movin'[Hook: Alcy]Stick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveWhen I get the pounds, I'mma stick and moveSlide through your town, I'mma stick and movePack touchdown, I'mma stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveKodak get them pounds, I'mma stick and moveSlide through your town, I'mma stick and movePack touchdown, I'mma stick and moveStick and move, stick and move[Verse 1: Alcy]Watchin' how I move right with this toolPlug hit me up, "come and get this fool"Fifty pounds, pick and chooseI was headin' home, let me hit this shoeI'm a real life, jigga-holicBig bankroll on me, fuck a wallet (fuck a wallet)I'm sippin lean, you be sippin', what you call it? (what you call it?)A nigga clean, you be lookin' for his stylist (right, right)Man, I'm dry like fingernail polishHigh as hell boy, I'm feelin' like a pilot (damn)Everybody tryna rap, where the talent?You ain't got it boy, you shoulda went to collegeI'm just being honest, I'm just being realWe the best, DJ KhaledTall fat nigga, why you couldn't stay solid? (dang)Better let shots rain, someone got your chainBottom boy got away, all 'bout to say (dang)I brought the lean back, do the rock-awayThat codeine help a nigga operateStraight outta Broward County, shoutout to Dr DreHe paved the way, now a young nigga out the gate (I'm out the game)Tell my shit been trueLet me calm down, let me hit this dubieAnd me and Kodak in the vic just coolin'Hit you with the stick, now he stick and movin'[Hook: Alcy]Stick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveWhen I get the pounds, I'mma stick and moveSlide through your town, I'mma stick and movePack touchdown, I'mma stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveKodak get them pounds, I'mma stick and moveSlide through your town, I'mma stick and movePack touchdown, I'mma stick and moveStick and move, stick and move[Verse 2: Kodak Black]In the boo, jiggin' on the bootCall me jigga booFree SooWoo, free J GreenThis for me, this for CoolSee my homie, smokin' flockaDamn my nigga, is it true?Stick and moveKodak, stick and moveKodak, hit the newsWe were poor, we had rusty forks (you had the silver spoon)Totin' toys, nigga, I jumped out the porch (in middle school)You a faggot boy, I put that .40 with a dick on youYou think that's your boy, but, if he go down he gon' snitch on youI don't want her, she a eaterYou can keep her, she the swoopShe for him, she for themShe for me, she for youSkippin' school, out here grippin' a toolOut here gettin' the lootDrop the roof, I got your bitch in a coupePull up and bend it on you (Kodak)[Hook: Alcy]Stick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveWhen I get the pounds, I'mma stick and moveSlide through your town, I'mma stick and movePack touchdown, I'mma stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveStick and move, stick and moveKodak get them pounds, I'mma stick and moveSlide through your town, I'mma stick and movePack touchdown, I'mma stick and moveStick and move, stick and move

Sick 🖕

I been masturbating for so long now im debating on raping nah I'm just playing or am I I don't know I could be that guy or maybe things thst are missing just want sow attention cause I've been itching to grab a knife from the kitchen and lay waste oh no what did he say did I stutter fuck it I'll make you Stab each other why does violent thoughts enter in breaking off and splintering under my skin again what a shame she was so beautiful till I splatter her brains then I look around pick a shovel up off of the ground and a dig a hole deep enough to put her in , diamond in the rough i bet you wonder if this subliminal is he really a criminal I am what kind of man could I become father figures had none all I hade was knife and little handgun 17 years later me and father are actually talking but the truth Is constantly haunting so don't taunt me give me a reason to slither in anything to get under my skin when I was baby I brought up by evil my mother put me down and picked up the needle so brother and sister took care of me when momma wasn't there so if you say I never had trials sit back we can talk for a while I was introduced to drugs at age eleven and I never questioned what they would do my brain was glued on finding a supplier to get me higher I wasn't lonely on thus road bc my brother showed menow me and him don't speak haven't seen my neices in weeks they've gotten so big there's so many thing I regret thst I missed but me and mister still close she's all I had when I was losing all hope nobody to believe in me it's such a terrible thing so I picked up some acid got blastedit felt fantastic while it lasted I couldn't grasp it I needed change but it wasn't coming bitchin and moaning weren't doing nothing so I changed my thoughts to cope with my loss a childhood surrounded by shadow my mom was crazy and dad was an asshole I'll give him credit the man's changed but it's damn strange mom stayed the damn same insane

Kids of the modern generation will never realize just how hot and different this beat is compared to the same shit we hear nowadays from mumble rappers and Drake

Homosexuals come out of the closet...But Eminem cleans out his closet.

So in love with this one

Where's my snare?I have no snare in my headphones. There you goYeah... yo, yoHave you ever been hated or discriminated against?I have; I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behindAll this commotion emotions run deep as oceans, explodingTempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep goingNot taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathingKeep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the eveningLeave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now; I bet you're probably sick of me now ain't you mama?I'mma make you look so ridiculous nowI'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetHa! I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they throw me inside my coffin and close itI'mma expose it; I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum-selling CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo I don't. On second thought I just fucking wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her sideEven if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakesBut I'm only human, but I'm man enough to face them todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take them bullets outta that gun'Cause I'da killed him; shit I would've shot Kim and him bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetNow I would never diss my own mama just to get recognitionTake a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissingBut put yourself in my position; just try to envisionWitnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchenBitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missingGoing through public housing systems, victim of Münchausen's SyndromeMy whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to your stomachDoesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phonyAnd Hailie's getting so big now; you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to getYou selfish bitch; I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shitRemember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closetI'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mama!I never meant to hurt you!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm cleaning out my closet

Where's video? I have no video in my headphones.

♡

This beat is the shit

Listen up I remember when our son was born yea you said that you loved me selfish bitch I know that you hate me but I'm hating you too I hope your feeling blue I can't remember the last time I heard sky was the limit but ig I'm just loosing my feelings If you want more or a song like the hell outta this

En ti me voy a reír de lo mal que te ves maricón que hiciste hicisteis hijo de puta voy a joderte hasta tu cráneo voy a encender haciéndote estallar que mal te ves pides dinero pues es lo único que obtendréis tu cara es un tracero que se deja maltratar por dinero animate a salir adelante sin miedo tiembla el mundo se desmorona en agua se ahoga tu puta cara en mi se jode ahora

Hasta reír de lo que digas de mi lo voy a repetir quiero tenerte justamente aquí es donde voy a entender esta puta venganza

Tengo tantas rimas que escribir de ti mierdas que matar y como aun insecto voy a pizar esto tiene mi mente no este en ti pues en ti me voy a venir

"Where's my audio..? I got no audio in my microphone."

One of the Realist to do it idgaf Eminen 💯😘❤️

Now, this might get a little personal. Or a lot actually. Parental discretion is advised. Yo, look, look.When I was 10, shitI believed I could flyI would just flap my fucking armsAnd try to meet with the skyAnd in my mind I'd envision that I was speaking with GodAnd then I'd chop his fucking fist off and beat him with mineBut this is just a fucking portion of the war with my mindSo I'mma take you fuckers back into the vortex of timeWhen I was 7Envision me at the bottom of stairsAnd I solemnly swear that this is the truthNo fallacy hereSee I was young manI was just a toddler a kidAnd he wasn't the first to successfully try what he didHe took me to the basementAnd after the lights had been cutHe whipped it and sodomized and forced his cock through my gutSee it was weird because I felt like I was losing my mindAnd then it happened like it happened like millions of timesAnd I would swear that I would tellBut they would think I was lyingAnd now the power that he held was like a beacon in mineSo now I got used to itI put up with the shitAnd now my hate was so volcanically eruptive and shitBut this is nothing 'cause I guess he told his friend what he doAnd they ate it upShit I was like a buffet for 2And then it happened in a home where every-fucking-one knewAnd they ain't do shit but fucking blame it on youthI'm sorry momBut I really used to blame it on youBut even youBy then wouldn't know what to doAnd now it happened so often that he was getting particularAnd I'm more scared every time worked on my speed and ventricularOne night he came home and I was 'sleep in my bedHe climbed on top of me and forced himself between my legsHe told me,"Hey ray, I see you like them Popsicle sticksSo put your mouth on my dickAnd suck and swallow this spit"And I was confusedBut I was scaredSo I did what he saidI had no idea the affect it would have on my headMy heart was pumpingIt was thumping with like tons of my fearImagine being 7 seeing cum in yo underwearI know it's nasty but sometimes I'd even bleed from my buttDisgusting, right?Now let that feeling ring through your gutsI thought of offing myselfI thought of killing these niggasWanted to take a fucking brick and push their teeth through their liverWanted to smash the fucking world and burn its leftover partsWanted to rip it out and justFucking step on my heartThen I grew up and I wasn't within a reach of these menBut that didn't keep out of motherfucking reach of my sinAnd psychologicallyI was just as fucked as they comeI was confusedI had to proveI wasn't fucked from the jumpI was afraid of myselfI had no love for myselfI tried to killI tried to hideI tried to run from myselfThere was a point in my life where I didn't like who I wasSo I'd create the other people I would try to becomeSexuality came into playAnd with as scarred as I wasI was extremely scared of menSo I started liking girlsI started starving myselfFucked up my bodily healthI didn't wanna be attractive to nobody elseI didn't want the appealWanted to stunt my own growthBut there's a fucking reason behind every scar that I showI never got to be a kid so that's as far as I growMy mental state is out of date and that's as far as I knowMy biggest problem was fearAnd what being fearful could doIt made me runIt made me hideIt made me scared of the truthI'm not deranged anymoreI'm not the same anymoreI mean I'm saneBut I'm insaneBut not the same as beforeI had to deal with my shitI had to look at my truthTo understand that to growYou gotta look at your rootI had to cut off the deadI had to make myself proudAnd I'm just standing living breathing proofLook at me nowI made it through everythingI made you look like a clownI'm fucking greatCan't fucking hate you niggaLook at me nowAnd I'm just saying this to tell you there's a way from the groundThe makings of a legend are often hidden in trialsSo just be strongAnd just move onAnd just accept what you canBecause it makes your story better when you read itThe endThere's a story behind every single scar that I showI made it outThis a me nobody's gotten beforeI had to open my woundsI had to bleed 'til I stopThanks for joining me hereAs I cleaned out my closetI said I opened my woundsI had to bleed 'til I stopThanks for joining me hereAs I cleaned out my closet judge

Its a miracle im a lyrical spiritual individual in your swimming pool.

Why these motherfuckers always got my name in they mouth fuck it I'll just blow some dank on the couch with my homies chilling with hella money on us something that we can comprehend with I'm not the regular person that you mess with viciously with my wicked rhymes oh damn look at the time it's a quarter to five I might just go take a drive get lost in this world so divine the sky so bright bringing some light until the night has arrived this a trippy illusions that I'm seeing around me smoking so much my room gets cloudy sipping so much lean gets me drowsy

ever been streaming with blood because you just killed 5 people by your own hands and then lighted up a cigarette while listening to this beat? no? try it :)

Intro: MoreThanJustTrap,Now y’all out here don’t really know me,Hating at what is the unknown!What if I’mma bout to be,The greatest rapper of this time?You bout to be like gee he really had it in em’!Hopefully you look over and see,That it’s different without me!Verse:To a decree who still uses emcee?I’m going to flat out say it, I feel so free!I do see something in my music,It has the potential to be great!

Some of the lyrics here are good, just try working on fitting syllables to the beat and you'll strike gold. Its a FUCKING tough beat to rap to so you know if you manage that really are skilled.

This beat so hard

I have no snare in my headphones. Oh wait there it is

Literally without him.

ya bu neden bu kadar efsane ya, ağlayacağım ühü.

Baby momma screaming top of the lungsOoh bitch I wanna leave but I'm way to sprungI just go do a line of coke and shruggFuck this love bug I guess its not enough I'm way attached, I run away and run right backI'd hold my hands down as I get slapped I sit there and perk my ears up to hear her crapShe trys to get distance but I go head and fill the gapBut tonight I'm cleaning out my closetBitch fuck that! Your broke my in half I'm pissedYou gonna shut the fuck up and feel thisIma choke yiu leave your breathless But I'm not gonna kill you I don't want you to forget thisNo bitch I won't regret thisssss You used me, bitch shut up you abused me even acussed meNow I'm gonna make you refuse me, I'm so hot you can't defuse meFuck I need a loosey, I just put hands on this pooosyy, Whoopsie I broke the law, oooppsiee I just smacked her jaw,Looookiii at what you just saw, I'm cleaning out my closet I wasn't lieing to yall

have you ever felt so unmagical thatit rumbles for you and nevered forget it backjust because have you ever felt you tried so hard thatit never backed and every star comes but never come backI have, so angry just because..you the cuz, you the vausebust ya rhymes but you know why bother?i donno the lovers ambitions with the loverya it's just, it's just? munette i cried, i criedand you know you never could looked back without a tryi guess somedays i don't wanna imagine anymorejust because it tores, just because i won't get rid of this sore..kick pushed so undearly that i have a lil' bestfriendjust because she is a cool dudette with the trendI love her with so much respect just because she is reallyi hope she never have to leave but i know she can be more than just leally..

muy bueno el riddim bleas

Nice

I should sing this to my moms grave for being mean and screaming to her RIP mom 1978-2013

1:11

usin this for a diss on my ex

My father with my DNA drive and my mother insane the only way he was able to suck up was to by me a game givin gifts ain't the same thing

I feel more like a naturistor more in tune with realityless confusedit may sound crazybut listenyo I was born in a world where my brain wasnt developeddid i come from a vigina or a lab cloned by the governmentappearences air pump for stomachs do people really get pregnantnow you know me i fuck around with conspiracyim not gonna make up some shit so forget that last thing i spitbut listen to this we are on a farm manipulated by powerful menthere are very few with the knowledge or so it seemshave you felt worthless and lazy lived a life uninspiringI have, I've been doped up and laughed at by policemy mind has been tainted by the beast the vatican religion infection spreads like stove gets dirty from greasei know that last line was dumb but fuck what do you wanti try lame punchlines instead of flowin and writing dope rhymesand thats what you get a smart kid whos new life goal is to get in a spaceshipthe devil wants ushe wants to control youhe wants to feed your mind liesbut tonight im erasin the brainwashinone more timethe devil wants ushe wants to control youhe wants to feed your mind liesbut tonight im erasin the brainwashinNow if i was famous and said shit like thisthe media would be quick to diss and bury my shitid get hate id get no air play unless people want to be awakenevery stray from the truth these daysyou gotta be careful who you listenen tomuch of the community is alien beings sent to tell half factsand the other half scare tactics end time warningsbegging you to become born againwhen i did that it was stupidno doubt it was dumbbut the smartest shit i did was research on my ownand i found nature of the beastis a real thing but there is just naturenature being destroyed by you and methe devil wants ushe wants to control youhe wants to feed your mind liesbut tonight im erasin the brainwashinone more timethe devil wants ushe wants to control youhe wants to feed your mind liesbut tonight im erasin the brainwashinif everything ive done so far hasnt impressedmaybe this record has you hooked less opressedim wakin up with red pills youtube is full of shillsfake comment bots paid to corrupt the spotwhere we supposed to grow either that or you trollsare just nothin but dumb down iqsand intellegence is using your own braintaking a step of faith trusting no matter whatyou'll be okay in a way it can be dangerousif what your doing is against what god wants from usthe god of inner peace that opposes reptilian demonsnot the creators who enslave us and lie through the agesmythylogical stories told by our prison education systemsif your trapped stop and listen to this rapdownload the free mixtape illumi-NOT is the dopest in the gamethe devil wants ushe wants to control youhe wants to feed your mind liesbut tonight im erasin the brainwashinone more timethe devil wants ushe wants to control youhe wants to feed your mind liesbut tonight im erasin the brainwashin

we're in 2018 and he still hasn't found his snare , tough world

u can flow so hard on this shit

legend has it he still has no snare in his headphones

1:13-1:18 is gold

WHY IS IT THAT IN EVERY INSTUMENTAL VIDEO OF A SONG EVERYONE PUTS THEIR OWN LYRICS !!!!! NO ONE GIVES A SHIT

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have.

wow

love this instrumental

www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=The%20GoatUrban Dictionary: The Goat

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against I have I have been protested and discriminated against

I'm a spiritual lyrical individual spiritual miracle lyrical individual spiritual miracle individualSkippin' and flippin' and dippin' and skippin' and flippin' and dippin' and illest to killest the skill to realestI'm the realest of the realestI'm bringin' real hip hop back don't you ever forget itFuck Lil Wayne and the government's corruptFuck the government cause I don't give a fuckI'm the realest in the game cause I'm undergroundFuck that mainstream shit cause I don't give a fuckI'm a spiritual lyrical miracle lyrical spiritual illest of miracle lyricals flippin' and dippin'Real hip hop, don't you ever forget itIt's that underground shit, it's the white boy that said itReal hip hop, don't you ever forget itIt's that underground shit, it's the white boy that-R.I.P Poppa Franku

wake up every morning my mind is constantly swirlingsip on my coffee and hit a j straight out of boredomi log onto the web to spend my day faking importancein truth i'm just droned out by the establishment's chorusstuck living in these wicked days cursed by earth's wicked waysan evil that's got me feeling righteous in some crooked waysbut evil pays when drugs reign as society fades just to realize later that my boy was caught up in the fazeand turned cold from the wrong batch shot up in his veinsthugs don't care as long as their debts are dead or they're paidand if that means the grave, too bad it was all apart of the gamea faceless junkie, but now my boy rots and decaysbut no amount of tears can bring him back, i grow wearywill they hear me, as i sit here and call out Waterburyour sons getting killed off so whose left for our daughters to marry?as poison bleeds out of their veins needles are popping like cherries.only to turn on the news to see them speak in some codeperverting the truth hyped up then cleverly soldfact rejected as myth concealing the murderous crowssubverting our minds attempting to seize full controlbut a leader arose whose voice spoke for the joesbluntly and brashly, unafraid and composedarmed with truth their lies overthrown and exposednow they whine like a bitch who got punched in the nose

[Intro]Where's my snare?I have no snare in my headphonesThere you go, yeah, yo, yo[Verse 1]Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?I have: I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's behindAll this commotion, emotions run deep as oceansExplodin', tempers flarin' from parentsJust blow 'em off and keep goin'Not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'Keep kickin' ass in the morning and takin' names in the evenin'Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee, they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now! I bet you're probably sick of me nowAin't you, Momma? I'ma make you look so ridiculous now![Hook]I'm sorry, Momma, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet(One more time!)I said I'm sorry, Momma, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet [Verse 2]I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they throw me inside my coffin and close itI'ma expose it; I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum-selling CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch‘Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo, I don't, on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin' her sideEven if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakesBut I'm only human, but I'm man enough to face 'em todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take the bullets out of that gun‘Cause I'da killed him, shit, I woulda shot Kim and him bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show[Hook]I'm sorry, Momma, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet(One more time!)I said I'm sorry, Momma, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet [Verse 3]Now, I would never diss my own momma just to get recognitionTake a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissin'But put yourself in my position, just try to envisionWitnessin' your momma poppin' prescription pills in the kitchenBitchin' that someone's always goin' through her purse and shit's missin', goin' through public housing systemsVictim of Münchausen's SyndromeMy whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blew upIt makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma?So you could try to justify the way you treated me, Ma?But guess what, you're gettin' older nowAnd it's cold when you're lonely, and Nathan's growin' up so quick he's gonna know that you're phonyAnd Hailie's gettin' so big now, you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her - she won't even be at your funeral!See, what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch, do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get?You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit!Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?Well, guess what, I am dead - dead to you as can be![Hook]I'm sorry, Momma, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet(One more time!)I said I'm sorry, Momma, I never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cryBut tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet

Jesus...filthy frank was right

lebenslauf ...(_Singe _)Lebenslauf lebenslauf ja mein lebenslauf das ist mein leben ,nicht schlecht über ich reden das ist ein schlechtes leben ,schweres leben schwer gewesen ganze zeit schon ,warum ich keine arbeit finde ? heute ohne schulabschluss noch ja das will ich dir grade genau mit worte das sagen erzählen nicht nur jahre lebenslauf zählen,mein lebenslauf das ist mein leben ,....geborern in irak ,meine erinerung fingen an ab 6 jahren ich war 6 jahre alt ,ich war so wie andere kinder auch wir waren gleich gross scheisse heute bin ich wie ein kleines kind immer noch ,1,56 gross , Brain Damage in Grundschule hatt mich ein stein am kopf von hintten getroffen , ich war am boden mit offene kopfblatzwunde blut am kopf gelegen habe ich am boden ,mich hatt man von 4 schüler nachhause getragen ,ich hab versucht ein guter schüler zu werden ich kann mich nicht genau errinern ob meine schulnoten damals gut waren , ich musste mich in schule mit welche schüler schlagen mich hatt man verhauen und ich hab zurückgeschlagen ,ich war auch in klasse am lachen ,und irgendwann sind wir von irak verschwunden kurz befor krieg begonen hat anzufangen ,langer weg grosser meer dunkle nächte mit angst gefühle und komisch war alles bis hier, und hier keine freunde schnell gefunden bis ich gelernt hab zu reden boxte ich mich mit jeden das ist ein scheiss leben ,ich fing diese rap musik zu hören auf english da konnte ich noch nicht mal richtig deutsch reden ,und poster bilder an mein wand kleben ich war glaube ich 16 ,ich war mit 16 jahre in 6 klasse leute kinder machen hier ihre hauptschuleabschluss fertig und gehen studieren auf uni oder so und ich war grade in 6te klasse mit 16 und mit 17 sollte ich auf realschule wechseln und da musste ich 2 zweimal wiederhollen und sitzen geblieben vileicht dachteten lerherer ich sollte nur mit machen und etwas deutsch lernen von alles wenig,mit 18 musste ich schule verlassen fuck scheisse oh mann mit 18 jahren in klasse 7 gewesen andere haben schule fertig sind am ficken mit ein auto und freundin und ich ach du scheisse sagten lehrer ich sollte an eine brufschule weiter gehen ,ich wollte eine freundin in schule haben aber hatte nie eine freundin ,ich ging ein halbes jahr an teschnische berufschule in ludwiegshafen halbes jahr lang dann sagte mein vater wir müssen weg von hier nach bochum fahren in bochum leben ,ich war dabei mein schule zu machen um endlich den hauptschuleabschluss klasse 9 zu machen und ausbildung zu lernen maler lackierer fachbereich und dann weg gehen ,...(_Singe _)Lebenslauf lebenslauf ja mein lebenslauf das ist mein leben ,nicht schlecht über ich reden das ist ein schlechtes leben ,schweres leben schwer gewesen ,warum ich keine arbeit finde ? heute ohne schulabschluss noch ja das will ich dir grade genau mit worte das sagen erzählen nicht nur jahre lebenslauf zählen,mein lebenslauf das ist mein leben , ....bochum angekommen teschnische schule halbes jahr 2008 ,raus ohne abschluss dann noch eine massnahme , dann noch eine berufschule und noch eine massnahme und nochmal berufschule ohne schulabschluss das war so schwer lernen zuhause und ich wollte musik hören und porno filme schauen und raus gehen laufen bin von zuhause weg gegangen ,hab meine bilder poster mit genommen von eminem mit genommen dachte auf halben weg zurschlafamzug diese rote mappe mit meine bilder in müll werfen und in müll und in schlafamzug geschlafen , dann wohnunglosenheim gegangen ,ich hatte keine freunde in werne und hatte schlechtes gefühl zuhause und wollte nicht zuhause bleiben ,und war ohne freunde mein cosain bei dem ich war manchmal ist hanover gegangen und diese freunde das ich von ihn kannte keiner zu sehn warn von denen ich weiss nicht wo diese leute jetzt bin alleine hin und her gelaufen gefahren ,und wieder zurück zuhause ,nachdem ich psyschatrie war für kranke psyschopathen ,der atzt hatt depression irgendwann geschriben ja depression hatte ich genau weil ich nicht freunde hatte und ohne freundin ohne sex bin schlecht in schule war kein schulabschluss habe wie andere jugendliche im selben alter immer noch damals mit 24 jahre nur mit hand runterholen rum wixxen ,ich bezahle seit dem ich 25 jahre alt bin und wohung habe eigens geld diese gussstahl 30 euro schlampen ,bin jetzt da seit 2 jahren ,das war 2 schlechte scheiss jahre bis heute alleine ,ich dachte an rappen und singen an eminem poster und bilder und diese zeitungausschnitte das ich hatte von ein mädchen in ludwiegshafen ,ich dachte soll ich damit anfangen zu rappen soll ich das buch das ich einmal von eminem gelesen habe in bücherrei kaufen ? scheisse meine bilder poster zeitungausschnitte albums den film alles im mülltonne geworfen ,wäre ich doch zuhause gelblieben damals und nicht raus gegangen das zimmer in das mein kleiner bruder ist mit den bilder an wand geklebt wie in ludwiegshafen ,und hätte ich mit rappen angefangen damals und nicht schlafamzug gegangen und wohnunglosenheim und rumgelaufen ,und damals mit rappen schreiben angefangen und schreiben wie jetzt und ausdrucken und dann dran glauben rapper werden können freestylen davor jetzt wäre ich gut vorbereitet auf den tag den supirior sesion zu endecken und dann jeden monat dafür schreiben und freestylen ,wäre ich damals zuhause wäre ich gut vorbereitet aber leider alles ist schief gelaufen und drudsdem gefunden und mit gemacht und ich bin jetzt rapper aber so scheiss auf alles rappe ich weil ich so wie er schlecht am rappen bin depressiv bin alleine bin ohne freundin bin keine gute freunde finde ,schwach mich fühle und was ich rappe da ist einfach nicht gegen das war andere da rappen können aber ich kann mit machen und etwas sagen aber dann auch nichts mehr ,keine gedanken keine worte mehr woher den ich habe keine schule gedanken wörter ich muss schreiben und lernen ,ich bin traurig und am aufgeben niedelage von leben, diese schüler von letzte jahr an vhs schule machten mir probleme das ich von schul raus musste mit polizei anzeige ,dabei wollte ich nur 1 jahr lang zur schule gehen versuchen hauptschule 9 nachholen machen und eine freundin kennen lernen in schule und die lieben , und ich hab den betreuer den artz gesagt ich bin nicht krank ich bende das betreutes wohnen ich kann alleine leben ich brauche nicht tabletten und ich brauche sie nicht ich brauche eine schöne gute frau eine freundin ich brauche eine freundin mit die ich alles mache eine frau das ich liebt und mir hilf und mit ich kämpft bei meine probleme und ich für die auch kämpfe und mit die zusammen lebe und ich suche arbeit oder bin zuhause egal ich brauche eine freundin warum habe ich nicht eine freundin gehabt diese ganze jahre und ich brauche jetzt immer noch eine freundin und gute freunde leute aber schwer wenn ich nicht leute von schule oder arbeit oder kindheit kennen ...ich rappe denke ich am besten alle meine probleme jetzt ich rappe das ganze am besten ich rappe .......(_Singe _)Lebenslauf lebenslauf ja mein lebenslauf das ist mein leben ,nicht schlecht über ich reden das ist ein schlechtes leben ,schweres leben schwer gewesen ,warum ich keine arbeit finde heute ohne schulabschluss noch ja das will ich dir grade genau mit worte das sagen erzählen nicht nur jahre lebenslauf zählen, mein lebenslauf das ist mein leben ....wo soll ich arbeit ohne schulabschluss finden ? bewerbung schreiben und lebenslauf und da und da geben und nach arbeit fragen und wo finde ich eine freundin freunde und freundinin was soll ich machen ,und woher bekomme ich gedanken wenn ich rappen will wenn ich mitten am rappen bin ,ich will mir zeit nehemen meine texte lernen aber seit monate hatt das rappen angefangen und ich liege immer noch weit hinten von allen diese studenten diese gut lebende leute diese unwiessende leute rapper menschen das ist nicht einfach zu rappen ich will zuhause sitzen und mein text lernen und dann habe ich ein schlechtes gefühl und geh raus und denke ich kann nicht ich geh nur noch hin so zu rappen und schreibe ein text vieleicht lerne ich das später noch aber jetzt bin ich richtig am rappen und schreiben und vieleicht lerne ich noch meine texte ,ich hab kopfschmerzen und nichts läuft meine nase leuft ich glaube ich bin krank im kopf ,oder ich hab kopfschmerzen ,ich schreibe mein leben kurzen rapp mein leben guck singe steht da ich singe das ,ich hab eminems leben buch als zeichenserie und eine fuckingstory und texte übersetzt ,und ich hab ein buschido buch gelesen und alben gehört ,und ein xater buch zuahuse muss ich noch zur ende lesen ,auch eine frida superstar ich denke die frida gold ist das vieleicht und das ist mein leben , zuhause habe ich texte auf papiere geschriben und dvds und kontzerte ,höre musik und denke wo finde ich eine freundin ,ich hab ein rap geschriben ich brauche eine freundin ,seit jahre habe ich nicht eine ich brauche eine freundin aber sex hatte ich vor ein monat mit eine prostituirte 20 minuten ,und denke wo kann ich eine frau eine schöne gute frau ansprechen welches mädchen beim gehen in stadt beim laufen ,und denke ans rappen ob ich das kann noch kann und laufe in stadt jedentag ,ich muss noch rappen schreiben und musik hören eine schöne gute freundin finden lieben und heiraten und paar gute freunde und freundinin mit denen ich spass haben kann und arbeit für paar stunden extra geld verdinen und neue wohnung möchte ich auch von da weg denke ich und hab noch andere probleme ...(_Singe _)Lebenslauf lebenslauf ja mein lebenslauf das ist mein leben ,nicht schlecht über ich reden das ist ein schlechtes leben ,schweres leben schwer gewesen ,warum ich keine arbeit finde heute ohne schulabschluss noch ja das will ich dir grade genau mit worte das sagen erzählen nicht nur jahre lebenslauf zählen,mein lebenslauf das ist mein leben ,....

Where'smy pride?I have no pride in my flag - there you goYeah...Haveyou ever been hated or discriminated against?I have; I've beenprotested and demonstrated againstPick one side for myorientation, look at the timesGay as the mind of the homosexualkid that's behindAll this commotion emotions like deep throat,I'm explodingTempers flaring from boyfriends just blow 'em offand keep goingNot taking nothing from no one give 'em hell longas I'm suckingKeep kissing boys in the morning and being hated'cause I'm unluckyLeave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in mymouthSee they can betray me, but you might just figure meoutLook at me now; I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't youmama?I'mma make you look so ridiculous nowI'm sorrymama!I don't want to disappoint you!I never meant to make youcry; but tonightI'm comin' out the closet (one more time)Isaid I'm sorry papa!I don't want you to disown me!I nevermeant to make you cry, but tonightI'm comin' out the closetHa!I got real fashion in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knowsitSo before they put me in jail in a cellI'mma 'gay' up tell;I didn't dress to impress.I'm in a dress, 'cause I'm depressedand homo obsessedI was a baby, maybe I could've been born thisway.My faggot father must have had his says because I wasgay'Cause he split, I wonder if he even was homosexual tooNoI don't. On second thought I just really wished he'd speak thetruthI look at myself, and I couldn't picture me beingstraightEven if I hated gays, I grit my teeth and I'd sayTomake it work with gays at least for heteros sakeI maybe made somemistakesBut I'm not hating, but I'm gay enough to face straightstodayWhat I'd do would be stupid, no doubt being straightButthe smartest thing I did was take myself in and accepted beinggay'Cause I'da killed myself; hell, i wouldn't being able to beclosed about itIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "BeingHomosexual"I'm sorry mama!I don't want to disappointyou!I never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm comin' outthe closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry papa!I don't wantyou to disown me!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'mcomin' out the closetNow I would never say i was gay just toget some attentionTake a second to listen 'fore you think thisrecord is lyingBut put yourself in my position; just try toenvisionacting like someone you're not, acting like you fit inwhen you don'tSaying that someone's always going through yourstuff trying to understandGoing through personal relationshiprecords, victim gay jobs of the hands.My whole life I was made tobelieve I was straight when I wasn't'Til I grew up, now I blewup, it makes you sick to ya stomachDoesn't it? Wasn't it thereason i was forced to watch straight porn huh?So it could bejustified the way i'd be treated huh?But guess what? It's a newgeneration now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd homo's growingup so quick they're gonna know all the homophobesAnd bisexualsgetting so big now; you should see them, they're ready to goButyou might not even notice - they look like everyone else, so!Seewhat hurts me the most is you won't admit you were wrongdude,this is my song- keep telling yourself that you were gavesupport!But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me togetYou selfish het; I hope you die and burn in hell for thissetRemember when there were only two genders and being gay wasn'tgood to be seen?Well guess what, I am gay - gay to you as canbe!I'm sorry mama!I don't want to disappoint you!Inever meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm comin' out the closet(one more time)I said I'm sorry papa!I don't want you todisown me!I never meant to make you cry, but tonightI'mcomin' out the closet I'msorry mama!I don't want to disappoint you!I never meant tomake you cry; but tonightI'm comin' out the closet (one moretime)I said I'm sorry papa!I don't want you to disown me!Inever meant to make you cry, but tonightI'm comin' out thecloset

Eww

who else is tryna rap they're own to this beat??

Somebody once told me the world was gonna roll me,I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed.She was looking kinda dum with her finger and her thumb with a shape of an L on her forehead.Well,the year start coming and they don't stop coming,Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running didn't make sense not to live for fun,your brain gets hard but your head gets dump,so much to do to see go what's wrong with taking the backstreet??………

Where's the instrumental? I have no instrumental in my headphones

using beats by dre :(

Donde esta mi snare? No tenemos snare en mi headphones.