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EMINEM LYRICS

“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
mothe****in’ 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 he** long as i’m breathin’, keep kickin’ a** 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 f****t 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 f***in’ 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
sh*t I did was take them bullets out of that gun, cause id’a killed ‘em, sh*t 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 who 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, bi***in’ that someone’s always goin’
through her purse and sh*ts 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, b***h, 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 b***h, I hope you f***n’ burn in
he** for this sh*t, 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]

Title: Going Under lyrics
Artist: Evanescence

Now I will tell you what I’ve done for you

50 thousand tears I’ve cried
Screaming, deceiving, and bleeding for you
And you still won’t hear me
Don’t want your hand this time, I’ll save myself
Maybe I’ll wake up for once
Not tormented…Daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I’d reached the bottom

I’m dying again…

(Chorus)
I’m going under
Drowning in you
I’m falling forever
I’ve got to break through
I’m going under

Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
So I don’t know what’s real and what’s not
Always confusing the thoughts in my head
So I can’t trust myself anymore

I’m dying again

(Chorus)

So go on and scream
Scream at me
I’m so far away
I won’t be broken again
I’ve got to breathe
I can’t keep going under

(Chorus)

John cena
The Time Is Now

[chorus: John Cena]
Your time is up, my time is now
You can’t see me, my time is now
It’s the franchise, boy I’m shinin now
You can’t see me, my time is now!

[John Cena]
In case you forgot or fell off I’m still hot - knock your shell off
My money stack fat plus I can’t turn the swell off
The franchise, doin big bid’ness, I live this
It’s automatic I win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished
A soldier, and I stay under you fightin
Plus I’m stormin on you chumps like I’m thunder and lightning
Ain’t no way you breakin me kid, I’m harder than nails
Plus I keep it on lock, like I’m part of the jail
I’m slaughterin stale, competition, I got the whole block wishin
they could run with my division but they gone fishin -
- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight
I got my soul straight, I brush your mouth like Colgate
In any weather I’m never better your boy’s so hot
you’ll never catch me in the next man’s sweater
If they hate, let ‘em hate, I drop ya whole clan
Lay yo’ a** DOWN for the three second TAN

[chorus]

[Tha Trademarc]
Yeah, uhh
It’s gon’ be what it’s gon’ be
Five pounds of courage buddy, bass tint pants with a gold T
Uhh - it’s a war dance and victory step
A raw stance is a gift, when you insist it’s my rep
John Cena, Trademarc, y’all are so-so
And talk about the bread you make but don’t know the recipe for dough though
Aimin guns in all your photos, that’s a no-no
When this pop, you’ll liplock, your big talk’s a blatant no-show
See what happens when the ice age melt
You see monetary status is not what matters, but it helps
I rock a timepiece by Benny if any
The same reason y’all could love me is the same reason y’all condemn me
A man’s measured by the way that he thinks
Not clothing lines, ice links, leather and minks
I spent 20 plus years seekin knowledge of self
So for now Marc Predka’s livin live for wealth

[chorus - repeat 2X]

You walk away from life,
through the desert of the souls.
I follow for awhile,
to help you find your goal.
You insist you’ll find the truth,
and that you’ll pay it with your youth.
I try to understand,
after all I am your friend.

As far as I can go
always – everywhere,
there’s a grey spot of despair,
a solitary pain,
that is filling up the air.

As far as I can go.
Is this the end. a final goodbye?
Is this the tears of fading life?
Is this the place.
where you are gonna die?
You hold the book of truth,
an aging, shakin’ hand.
But the only thing I see,
is a palm full of sand.

As far as I can go.

GREEN DAY LYRICS
“Jesus Of Suburbia”
[Part 1]
I’m the son of rage and love
The Jesus of suburbia
From the bible of none of the above
On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with
And there’s nothing wrong with me
This is how I’m supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don’t believe in me
Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
The living room or my private womb
While the moms and brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane
To keep me insane and doing someone else’s cocaine
And there’s nothing wrong with me
This is how I’m supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don’t believe in me
[Part 2: City Of The Damned]
At the center of the Earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is where your heart is
But what a shame
Cause everyone’s heart
Doesn’t beat the same
We’re beating out of time
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn’t say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to careeeeee
[Part 3: I don’t care]
I don’t care if you don’t
I don’t care if you don’t
I don’t care if you don’t care
[x4]
I don’t careeeeeeeeee
Everyone is so full of s**t
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the middle east
We are the stories and disciples
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
And it don’t believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don’t believe
And I don’t care!
I don’t care! [x4]
[Part 4: Dearly beloved]
Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can’t remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that’s in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody’s perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that’s my best excuse
[Part 5: Tales of another broken home]
To live and not to breathe
Is to die In tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of f*****g lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don’t exist
So I run
I run away
To the light of masochist
And I leave behind
This hurricane of f*****g lies
And I walked this line
A million and one f*****g times
But not this time
I don’t feel any shame
I won’t apologize
When there ain’t nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you’ve been victimized
Tales from another broken home
You’re leaving…
You’re leaving…
You’re leaving…
Ah you’re leaving home…

Westlife - Heart Without a Home

Girl I love to watch you
You’re like candy to my eyes
Like a movie that you’ve seen
But you gotta watch just one more time
But that smile you’re wearing
It’s a beautiful disguise
It’s just something you put on to hide the emptiness inside
And you seem so lonely

But you don’t have to anymore..
[Chorus:]
If you’re a heart without a home
Rebel without a cause
If you feel as though
You’re always stranded on the shore
Like a thief in the night
Let me steal your heart away
Baby if for reasons, what you’re looking for
I’ll be yours

I’ll be yours
I’ll be a new sensation
One you never had before
I got a feeling if I gave you some
You’d probably want some more
Did you know that Baby
You’re the bluebird in my sky
I only wanna make you happy cause
I love to see you fly

And if you feel lonely
You don’t have to anymore
[Chorus]

I’ll be yours, I’ll be yours
I’ll be the raft in the tide
I’ll be yours
I’ll be the truth in the light
And what’s more
When no one opens the door
I’ll be the hope that you’re looking for
[Chorus]

I’ll be yours…

Title: Changes lyrics
Artist: 2Pac (Tupac Shakur)

Come on come on
I see no changes. Wake up in the morning and I ask myself,
“Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?”
I’m tired of bein’ poor and even worse I’m black.
My stomach hurts, so I’m lookin’ for a purse to snatch.
Cops give a damn about a negro? Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he’s a hero.
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare.
First ship ‘em dope & let ‘em deal the brothers.
Give ‘em guns, step back, and watch ‘em kill each other.
“It’s time to fight back”, that’s what Huey said.
2 shots in the dark now Huey’s dead.
I got love for my brother, but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other. We gotta start makin’ changes.
Learn to see me as a brother ’stead of 2 distant strangers.
And that’s how it’s supposed to be.
How can the Devil take a brother if he’s close to me?
I’d love to go back to when we played as kids,
but things change, and that’s the way it is.

[Bridge w/ changing ad libs]

(Come on, come on) That’s just the way it is. Things’ll never be the same.
That’s just the way it is. aww yeah…
[Repeat]

I see no changes. All I see is racist faces.
Misplaced hate makes disgrace for races we under.
I wonder what it takes to make this one better place…
let’s erase the wasted.
Take the evil out the people, they’ll be acting right.
‘Cause mo’ black than white is smokin’ crack tonight.
And only time we chill is when we kill each other.
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other.
And although it seems heaven sent,
we ain’t ready to see a black President, uhh.
It ain’t a secret don’t conceal the fact…
the penitentiary’s packed, and it’s filled with blacks.
But some things will never change.
Try to show another way, but they stayin’ in the dope game.
Now tell me what’s a mother to do?
Bein’ real don’t appeal to the brother in you.
You gotta operate the easy way.
“I made a G today” But you made it in a sleazy way.
Sellin’ crack to the kids. “I gotta get paid,”
Well hey, well that’s the way it is.

[Bridge]
[Talking:]

We gotta make a change…
It’s time for us as a people to start makin’ some changes.
Let’s change the way we eat, let’s change the way we live
and let’s change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn’t working so it’s on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.

And still I see no changes. Can’t a brother get a little peace?
There’s war on the streets & the war in the Middle East.
Instead of war on poverty,
they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me.
And I ain’t never did a crime I ain’t have to do.
But now I’m back with the facts givin’ ‘em back to you.
Don’t let ‘em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up.
You gotta learn to hold ya own.
They get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone.
But tell the cops they can’t touch this.
I don’t trust this, when they try to rush I bust this.
That’s the sound of my tune. You say it ain’t cool, but mama didn’t raise no fool.
And as long as I stay black, I gotta stay strapped & I never get to lay back.
‘Cause I always got to worry ’bout the pay backs.
Some buck that I roughed up way back… comin’ back after all these years.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat. That’s the way it is. uhh

[Bridge 'til fade]
Some things never change.

Soul Meets Body by Death Cab for Cutie

I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me,
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel… feel what it’s like to be new.

‘Cause in my head
There’s a Greyhound station
Where I set my thoughts
To far-off destinations
So they may have a chance
Of finding a place where they’re
Far more suited than here.

I cannot guess what we’ll discover
When we turn the dirt
With our palms cupped like shovels,
But I know our filthy hands
Can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain.

I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes,
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too.
So brown eyes, I’ll hold you near,
‘Cause you’re thee only song I want to hear.
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere.

Where soul meets body.
Where soul meets body.
Where soul meets body.

And I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes,
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too.
So brown eyes, I’ll hold you near,
‘Cause you’re thee only song I want to hear.
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere.

A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere. (3X)

Storming through the party like my name was El Nino
When I’m hangin out drinking in the back of an el camino
As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.
I trashed my own house party cause nobody came.

I know I’m not the one you thought you knew back in high school
Never going, ever showing up when we had to.
Is it attention that we crave don’t tell us to behave,
I’m sick of always hearing act your age.

I don’t want to waste my time
Become another casualty of society.
I’ll never fall in line
Become another victim of the conformity
And back down.

Because you don’t
Know us at all we laugh when old people fall.
But what would you expect with a conscience so small.
Heavy metal and mullets it’s how we were raised.
Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised
Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and,
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then,
It’s none of your concern; I guess I’ll never learn.
I’m sick of being told to wait my turn.

I don’t want to waste my time
Become another casualty of society.
I’ll never fall in line
Become another victim of the conformity
And back down.

Don’t count on me, to let you know when.
Don’t count on me; I’ll do it again.
Don’t count on me; it’s the point you’re missing.
Don’t count on me, cause I’m not listening.

Well I’m a no good nick lower middle class brat,
Back packed and I don’t give a s*** about nothing.
You be standing on the corner talking all that cuffing.
But you don’t make sense from all the gas you be huffing.
Then if the eggs don’t stain you’ll be ringing off the hook,
You’re on the hit list wanted in the telephone book.
I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion.
The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion.

I don’t want to waste my time
Become another casualty of society.
I’ll never fall in line
Become another victim of the conformity
And back down.

Waste my time with them
Casualty of society.
Waste my time again,
Victim of the conformity
And back down.