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Eminem
Текст песни «Cleanin Out My Closet»
Where's my snare, I have no snare in my headphones, there ya'
go, yeah, yo', yo'...

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I have, i've
been protested and demonstrated
against, picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times,
sick is the mind of the
motherfuckin' kid that's behind, all this commotion, emotions
run deep as ocean's explodin',
tempers flaring 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
mornin', an' takin' names in the
evening, leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth,
see they can trigger me but
they'll never figure me out, look at me now, I bet ya' probably
sick of me now, ain't you mama,
i'ma make you look so ridiculous now...

[CHORUS]

I'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make
you cry, but tonight i'm
cleanin' 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 tonight i'm cleanin' out my closet...

I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one
knows it, so before they thrown me
inside my coffin and close it, i'ma expose it, i'll take you
back to '73, before I ever had a
multi-platinum sellin' Cd, I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple
of months, my faggot father
must have had his pantie's up in a bunch, cause he split, I wonder
if he even kissed me goodbye,
no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would
die, I look at Hailie and I
couldn't picture leavin' her side, even if I hated Kim, I grit
my teeth and I'd try, to make it
work with her at least for Hailie's sake, I maybe made some mistakes
but i'm only human, but i'm
man enough to face them today, what I did was stupid, no doubt
it was dumb, but the smartest
shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun, cause id'a
killed 'em, shit I would have shot
Kim and him both, it's my life, i'd like to welcome y'all to
the Eminem show...

[CHORUS]

Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take
a second to listen for you
think this record is dissin', but put yourself in my position,
just try to envision witnessin'
your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin'
that someone's always goin'
through her purse and shits missin', going through public housing
systems, victim of
Munchausen's syndrome, my 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' 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, your
gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely, and Nathan's
growing up so quick, he's gonna
know that your phoney, and Hailie's getting so big now, you should
see her, she's beautiful, but
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 wrong, bitch, 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...

[CHORUS]

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Eminem
Текст песни «Kill You»
[Eminem]
When I just a little baby boy,
my momma used to tell me these crazy things
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man,
she used to tell me he hated me
But then I got a little bit older
and I realized, she was the crazy one
But there was nothin I could do or say to try to change it
cause that's just the way she was

They said I can't rap about bein broke no more
They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more
(AHHH!) Slut, you think I won't choke no whore
til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?!
(AHHH!) These motherfuckers are thinkin I'm playin
Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin it
(AHHH!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you
I'ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it through you
(AHHH!) Shut up slut, you're causin too much chaos
Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma?
"Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore,
snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?"
You god damn right BITCH, and now it's too late
I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states
I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! {*chainsaw revs up*}
Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all
danglin from his neck, while his head barely hangs on
Blood, guts, guns, cuts
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts

Chorus: Eminem

Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me
Girls neither - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me
Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash the beef
You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead
for poppin off at the mouth with shit I shouldn'ta said
But when they kill me - I'm bringin the world with me
Bitches too! You ain't nuttin but a girl to me
.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you..

[Eminem]
Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you
in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up!
I'm tryin to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em
I ain't "acid rap," but I rap on acid
Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added
WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO!
Just criminal intent to sodomize women again
Eminem offend? NO! Eminem insult
And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse
to do it again, THEN, if he does it again
you'll probably end up jumpin out of somethin up on the 10th
(Ahhhhhhhh!) Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times
in a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman?
Serial killer hidin murder material
in a cereal box on top of your stereo
Here we go again, we're out of our medicine
out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in

Chorus (first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!")

[Eminem]
Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
Cause lady's screams keep creepin in Shady's dreams
And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks
this eighty G's a week to say the same things TWEECE!
TWICE? Whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink?
FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer
from fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her
from principal to the student body and counselor
from in-school to before school to out of school
I don't even believe in breathin I'm leavin air in your lungs
just to hear you keep screamin for me to seep it
OKAY, I'M READY TO GO PLAY
I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J.
I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S THROATS ACHE
You faggots keep eggin me on
til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop?
SHUT UP! Give me your hands and feet
I said SHUT UP when I'm talkin to you
YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME!

Chorus (first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!"
ninth line starts "Bitch I'ma kill you!")

[Eminem]
Hahaha, I'm just playin ladies
You know I love you

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Eminem
Текст песни «Sing For The Moment»

[Verse #1]
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...

[Chorus:]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

[Verse #2]
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

[Chorus]

[Verse #3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can

[Chorus]

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Eminem
Текст песни «Soldier»

I'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier...

Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, never was a
gangsta, 'til I graduated to one,
and got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin', took the
image of a thug, kept shit
appealin', willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant
life or death, never live to
regret what I said, when you're me, people just want to see,
if it's true, if it's you, what you
say in your rap's, what you do, so they feel, as part of your
obligation to fulfill, when they
see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real, in confrontation
ain't no conversation,
if you feel you're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed,
if you feel it, kill it, if
you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full
of bullets, pull it, squeeze it,
till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies, I need a good reason
to give this trigger a good
squeeze...

[CHORUS]

I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge,
i'll never fall or fold up,
i'm a soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will
never slip or stumble, i'm a
soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge,
i'll never fall or fold up, i'm a
soldier, even if my collar bone's crush or crumble, I will never stumble...

I love pissin' you off, it get's me off, like my lawyer's, when
the fuckin' judge let's me off,
all you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off, i'll violate and
all the motherfuckin' bet's be
off, i'm a lit fuse, anything I do brings in news, pistol whippin'
motherfuckin' bouncers,
six-two, who needs bullets, soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets,
an excellent method to get rid
of the next bully, it's actually better cause instead you murderin',
you can hurt em' and come
back again and kick dirt at 'em, it's like pourin' salt in the
wounds, assault and get sued, you
can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the room, everybody
halts and stops, calls the cops,
all you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops, runnin'
and duckin' out the Hot Rocks
parking lot, you'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cause...

[CHORUS]

I spit it slow so these kids know that i'm talkin' to 'em, give
it back to these damn critics
and sock it to em, i'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac
influence, I spew it, and look how
I got you bitches rockin' to it, you motherfuckers could never
do it like I could do it, don't
even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it, don't ever
in your life, try to knock the
truest, I spit the illest shit, ever been dropped to two inch,
so ticky-tock listen as the sound
ticks on the clock, listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on
a cock, listen to the sound of me
spillin' my heart through this pen, motherfuckers know that i'll
never be Marshall again, full
of controversy until I retire my jersey, 'til the fire inside
dies and expires at thirty, and
Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me, and
put a curse on authorities in
the face of adversity, i'm a...

[CHORUS]

Yo' left, yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left,
yo' left, right, left, yo' left,
yo' left, yo' left, right, left, yo' left, yo' left, yo' left,
right, left...

Eminem
Текст песни «Superman»

[Dina Rea:]
Mmmhh

[Eminem:]
You high baby?

[Dina Rea:]
Yeahh...

[Eminem:]
Yeah?

[Dina Rea:]
hahaha..Talk to me...

[Eminem:]
You want me to tell you somethin?

[Dina Rea:]
Uh huh...

[Eminem:]
I know what you wanna hear...
'Cuz I know you want me baby I think I want you too...

[Dina Rea:]
I think I love you baby...

[Eminem:]
I think I love you too...
I'm here to save you girl,
Come be in shady's world,
I wanna grow together,
Let's let our love unfurl.
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
come be in Shady's world...

[Dina Rea:]
oh boy you drive me crazy...

[Eminem:]
Bitch you make me hurl...

[Eminem:]
They call me Superman,
Leap tall hoes in a single bound,
I'm single now,
Got no ring on this finger now,
I'll never let another chick bring me down,
In a relationship, save it bitch, babysit? you make me sick,
Superman aint savin shit, girl you can jump on shady's dick,
Straight from the hip, cut to the chase,
I'll tell a mo'fuckin slut to her face,
Play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her face,
I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips, bitch why ask?
Kiss my dick, hit my cash, i'd rather have you whip my ass,
Don't put out? i'll put you out,
Won't get out? i'll push you out,
Puss blew out, copin shit,
Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out,
Am I too nice? buy you ice,
Bitch if you died, wouldn't buy you life,
What you tryin to be, my new wife?
What you Mariah? fly through twice,
But I do know one thing though,
Bitches they come, they go,
Saturday through sunday monday,
Monday through sunday yo,
Maybe i'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

[Chorus:]
'Cuz I can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
I can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Your superman, your superman...

[Eminem:]
Don't get me wrong,
I love these hoes,
It's no secret,
Everybody knows,
Can't we fuck?
Bitch so what?
That's about as far as your buddy goes,
We'll be friends,
I'll call you again,
I'll chase you around every bar you attend,
Never know what kind of car i'll be in,
[Woman Screaming]
We'll see how much you'll be partying then,
You don't want that,
Neither do I,
I don't wanna flip when I see you with guys,
Too much pride,
Between you and I,
Not a jealous man, but females lie,
But I guess that's just what sluts do,
How could it ever be just us two?
Never loved you enough to trust you,
We just met and I just fucked you,
But I do know one thing though,
Bitches they come they go,
Saturday through Sunday monday,
Monday through Sunday yo,
Maybe I'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
'Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

[Eminem & Dina Rae Over Chorus 2x]

[Eminem:]
I know you want me baby,
I think I want you too...

[Dina Rea:]
I think I love you baby...

[Eminem:]
I think I love you too,
I'm here to save you girl,
Come be in shady's world,
I wanna grow together,
Lets let our love unfurl,
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
Come be in shady's world...

[Dina Rea:]
Oh boy you drive me crazy...

[Eminem:]
Bitch you make me hurl.

[Eminem:]
First thing you said...

[Eminem As Women:]
I'm not phazed,
I hang around big stars all day,
I don't see what the big deal is anyway,
You're just plain ol' Marshall to me...

[Eminem:]
Ooh yeah girl run that game...

[Eminem As Women:]
Haily Jade...I love that name,
Love that tattoo...what's that say?
'rot in pieces' aww that's great...

[Eminem:]
First off you don't know Marshall,
Add also, don't grow partial,
That's ammo for my arsenal,
I'll snap you off that bar stool,
There goes another lawsuit,
Leave handprints all accross you,
Good lordy-wody you must be blown off that water bottle,
You want what you can't have,
Ooh girl that's too damn bad,
Don't touch what you can't grab,
End up with two back hands,
Put Anthrax on a Tampax and slap you till you can't stand,
Girl you just blew your chance,
Don't mean to ruin your plans,
But I do know one thing though,
Bitches they come they go,
Saturday through Sunday Monday,
Monday through Sunday yo,
Maybe I'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
'Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

[Eminem & Dina Rae Over Chorus 2x]

[Eminem:]
I know you want me baby,
I think I want you too...

[Dina Rea:]
I think I love you baby...

[Eminem:]
I think I love you too,
I'm here to save you girl,
Come be in Shady's world,
I wanna grow together,
Lets let our love unfurl,
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
Come be in shady's world...

[Dina Rea:]
Oh boy you drive me crazy...

[Eminem:]
Bitch you make me hurl.

[Chorus 2x B/W Dina Rea Singing]

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Eminem
Текст песни «White America»

America, hahaha, we love you, how many people are proud to be
citizens of this beautiful
country of our's, the stripes and the stars for the rights that
men have died for to protect,
the women and men who have broke their neck's for the freedom
of speech the United States
government has sworn to uphold, or so we're told...

Yo', I want everybody to listen to the words of this song, I
never would've dreamed in a
million years i'd see, so many motherfuckin' people who feel
like me, who share the same views
and the same exact beliefs, it's like a fuckin' army marchin'
in back of me, so many lives I
touch, so much anger aimed, in no particular direction, just
sprays and sprays, and straight
through your radio waves it plays and plays, 'till it stays stuck
in your head for days and
days, who would of thought, standing in this mirror bleachin'
my hair, with some peroxide,
reachin for a t-shirt to wear, that I would catapult to the forefront
of rap like this, how
could I predict my words would have an impact like this, I must've
struck a chord, with somebody
up in the office, cause congress keeps telling me I ain't causin'
nuthin' but problems, and now
they're sayin' i'm in trouble with the government, i'm lovin'
it, I shoveled shit all my life,
and now I'm dumping it on...

[CHORUS]

White America, I could be one of your kids, white America, little
Eric looks just like this,
white America, Erica loves my shit, I go to TRL, look how many
hugs I get, white America, I
could be one of your kids, white America, little Eric looks just
like this, white America, Erica
loves my shit, I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get...

Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they
were brown, Shady lose, Shady
sits on the shelf, but Shady's cute, Shady knew, Shady's dimple's
would help, make ladies swoon
baby, {ooh baby}, look at my sales, let's do the math, if I was
black, I would've sold half, I
ain't have to graduate from Lincoln high school to know that,
but I could rap, so fuck school,
i'm too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin'
studio's at, when I was
underground, no one gave a fuck I was white, no labels wanted
to sign me, almost gave up, I was
like, fuck it, until I met Dre, the only one to look past, gave
me a chance, and I lit a fire up
under his ass, helped him get back to the top, every fan black
that I got, was probably his in
exchange for every white fan that he's got, like damn, we just
swapped, sittin' back lookin' at
shit, wow, i'm like my skin is it starting to work to my benefit
now, it's...

[CHORUS]

See the problem is, I speak to suburban kids, who otherwise would
of never knew these words
exist, whose mom's probably would of never gave two squirts of
piss, 'till I created so much
motherfuckin' turbulence, straight out the tube, right into your
living room I came, and kids
flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre, that's all it took,
and they were instantly hooked
right in, and they connected with me too because I looked like
them, that's why they put my
lyric's up under this microscope, searchin' with a fine tooth
comb, its like this rope, waitin'
to choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while I write
this, like I don't like this,
nope, all I hear is, lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsors
working 'round the clock, to
try to stop my concerts early, surely hip-hop was never a problem
in Harlem, only in Boston,
after it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom,
so now i'm catchin' the flack
from these activists when they raggin', actin' like i'm the first
rapper to smack a bitch, or
say faggot, shit, just look at me like i'm your closest pal,
the posterchild, the motherfuckin'
spokesman now for...

[CHORUS]

So to the parents of America, I am the derringer aimed at little
Erica, to attack her
character, the ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns,
sent to lead the march right up to
the steps of congress, and piss on the lawns of the White House,
to burn the casket and replace
it with a parental advisory sticker, to spit liquor in the faces
of in this democracy of
hypocrisy, fuck you Ms. Cheney, fuck you Tipper Gore, fuck you
with the freest of speech this
divided states of embarassment will allow me to have, fuck you,
[vocal melody],
he, hahaha, i'm just playin' America, you know I love you...

будет))
Eminem
Текст песни «Kim»

[Eminem]
Aww look at daddy's baby girl
That's daddy baby
Little sleepy head
Yesterday I changed your diaper
Wiped you and powdered you.
How did you get so big?
Can't believe it now your two
Baby you're so precious
Daddy's so proud of you
Sit down bitch
If you move again I'll beat the shit out of you

[Eminem](Eminem as Kim)
(Okay)
Don't make me wake this baby
She don't need to see what I'm about to do
Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you?
How could you?
Just leave me and love him out the blue
Oh, what's a matter Kim?
Am I too loud for you?
Too bad bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time
At first, I'm like all right
You wanna throw me out? That's fine!
But not for him to take my place, are you out you're mind?
This couch, this TV, this whole house is mine!
How could you let him sleep in our bed?
Look at Kim
Look at your husband now!
(No!)
I said look at him!
He ain't so hot now is he?
Little punk!
(Why are you doing this?)
Shut the fuck up!
(You're drunk! You're never going to get away at this!)
You think I give a fuck!
Come on we're going for a ride bitch
(No!)
Sit up front
(Well I can't just leave Haley alone, what if she wakes up?)
We'll be right back
Well I will you'll be in the trunk

1 - So long, bitch you did me so wrong
I don't wanna go on
Living in this world without you

Repeat 1

You really fucked me Kim
You really did a number on me
Never knew me cheating on you would come back to haunt me
But we was kids then Kim, I was only 18
That was years ago
I thought we wiped the slate clean
That's fucked up!
(I love you!)
Oh God my brain is racing
(I love you!)
What are you doing?
Change the station I hate this song!
Does this look like a big joke?
(No!)
There's a four year old boy lyin' dead with a slit throat
In your living room, ha-ha
What you think I'm kiddin' you?
You loved him didn't you?
(No!)
Bullshit you bitch don't fucking lie to me
What the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me?
Fuck you asshole, yeah bite me
Kim, KIM!
Why don't you like me?
You think I'm ugly don't you
(It's not that!)
No you think I'm ugly
(Baby)
Get the fuck away from me, don't touch me
I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU
OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU
How the fuck could you do this to me?
(Sorry!)
How the fuck could you do this to me?

Repeat 1 (2x)

Come on get out
(I can't I'm scared)
I said get out bitch!
(Let go of my hair, please don't do this baby)
(Please I love you, look we can just take Haley and leave)
Fuck you, you did this to us
You did it, it's your fault
Oh my God I'm crackin' up
Get a grip Marshall
Hey remember the time we went to Brian's party?
And you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie
That was funny wasn't it?
(Yes!)
That was funny wasn't it?
(Yes!)
See it all makes sense, doesn't it?
You and your husband have a fight
One of you tries to grab a knife
And during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adam's apple sliced
(No!)
And while this is goin' on
His son just woke up and he just walks in
She panics and he gets his throat cut
(Oh my God!)
So now they both dead and you slash your own throat
So now it's double homicide and suicide with no note
I should have known better when you started to act weird
We could've...HEY! Where you going? Get back here!
You can't run from me Kim
It's just us, nobody else!
You're only making this harder on yourself
Ha! Ha! Got'cha!
(Ahh!)
Ha! Go ahead yell!
Here I'll scream with you!
AH SOMEBODY HELP!
Don't you get it bitch, no one can hear you?
Now shut the fuck up and get what's comin to you
You were supposed to love me
{*Kim choking*}
NOW BLEED! BITCH BLEED!
BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEED!

Repeat 1 (2x)

[ хто я? ]
вступ:
я інколи псих, інколи потвора, інколи янгол, інколи ніхто я…
хто ? хто я ? хто ?
я інколи псих, інколи потвора, інколи янгол, інколи ніхто я…

куплет 1
зовнішній вигляд…буде погано !відчуваю погляд!
соромно! стискаю зуби, опускаю очі.
спокою не маю, нічого не маю, нікого поруч
ніщо не зупиняє. я шаленію.
блим !!! я знову стрибаю, знову співаю
знову я заграю, знову починаю свою гру.
вигадую правила сам, порушую їх сам
дозволяю їх дотримуватися собі
сам - сам - сам …

куплет 2
ти не відчиняйся переді мною
я можу обернути проти тебе те, що взнаю те, що висновки.
те, що висновки про твою душу, про твої очі
про твоє серце, про твоє існування.
я інколи потвора, а тобі має буду гірше…
я інколи, а ти постійно ! відрізняєш, так ?
мені не важко бути, мені не важко жити
мені не важко образити але навіщо…

приспів:
я інколи псих, інколи потвора, інколи янгол, інколи ніхто я…
хто ? хто я ? хто ?
я інколи псих, інколи потвора, інколи янгол, інколи ніхто я…
хто ? хто я ? хто ?
куплет 3
янголом бути не важко, янголом бути просто
янголи постійно поруч, янголи ,можливо, цікаві.
літають, зберігають, допомагають
постійно розмовляють іноді лишають, кидають тупо.
навіщо мені крила? навіщо бути поруч ?
навіщо розмовляти ? я кидаю іноді - навіщо?
чому я маю зберігати те, що не допоможе мені ?

приспів:
я інколи псих, інколи потвора, інколи янгол, інколи ніхто я…
хто ? хто я ? хто ?
я інколи псих, інколи потвора, інколи янгол, інколи ніхто я…
хто ? хто я ? хто ?

останній куплет 4 ,трішечки нижче ?
плачу !!! не соромно.
страшно гидко. гидко й пусто …
я не відчуваю своє тіло, свою силу…
… моє відображення - жах!!!
хто? хто я? хто? постійно питаю у себе.
хто? хто я? хто? дізнатися хочу.
але для того не роблю нічого
ні яких рухів, ні якого терпіння, не розумію чому…

приспів:
я інколи псих, інколи потвора, інколи янгол, інколи ніхто я…
хто ? хто я ? хто ?
я інколи псих, інколи потвора, інколи янгол, інколи ніхто я…
хто ? хто я ? хто ?