Eminem:Somethin's burnin', I can't figure out whatIt's either lust or a cloud of dustJudgement is clouded, must just be the powder from the power of loveBut I'm in somethin' I don't know how to get out ofLeft my girl in the house aloneIs that my soon to be spouse?s moanAnd the further I walked allowed herI paused for a minute to make something, that's what I heardCuz after all this is her placeSo I gave her the benefit of the doubtThink I might be about Busta BustaThe thought's so scary, yo that it hurts, braceHope it ain't, there we go, yoCause my head already goes to worst case scenario, though, in the first placeBut you confirmed my low end theory, thoughShould've known when I made it all the way to third baseAnd that was only the first date, coulda made it to home plateBut you slid straight for the dome and dove face firstNo, you don't, under, stand, I, don't, do this forAnyone, ever, Yeah that ain't what they all sayI'll say it, you can suck a softball through a straw, used to be my fiance'Til you sucked on Wayne, Andre, and KanyeLebron, Akon, Jay, Lil Jon, Raekwon, Ma$ePolow Tha Don, Drake, Dante Ross, James Conway, KwameGuess I'm gettin my goddamn Jigga onCause your name, I'm beyond sayin'But fuck it, I'm movin' on, you women are all crayBut I'll probably always keep on playin' the game of
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Kendrick Lamar:She doesn't love me, no she don't love me no moreShe hates my company, yeah she don't love me no moreI tried to get her up out of my head as my bags hit the doorShe screamed she loves me like she never did before[And I told her go where you wantAnd go do what you want to do. I don't care]x2
Kendrick Lamar:I told that bitchI'm a sucker for love, you're a sucker for dickSuckin' dick in your momma's tub 'til your granny walked inTold the stupid nigga to duck under the water, he drownedLike an abortion, they booked you for manslaughter, you beat the case and I called you"Sherane is not available now leave a message at the toneAnd Kendrick don't forget to buy two pair of thoseExpensive heels, you little fuckin' ferris wheelFuckin' spendin' on me, fuck you think we gon' get married still?Fuckin' Mary had a little lamb, this ain't no fairy taleFairy godmomma better tell you how I fuckin' feelLike you should fuckin' beat it or fuckin' eat it while I'm on my periodNow have a blessed day"Bitch you serious? I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curiousWhy you ain't fuckin' with me, you cut me up, a CaesareanYou know I want you bad as a Benjamin, I'm deliriousI want you bad as the head shattered on George ZimmermanAfter the dillinger hit'em diligently and killin' himHis mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblemThat's analogy and metaphor for yahI should win a medal for all the ways I adore yahThis is me talkin' poetry, yeah I got some home trainin'That ain't what you like, ain't it? What about if I was famousAs Marshall, would you give fellatio in the carpoolCops pull us over, they just wanna know if you gargle, singin'I hope she's good enough, meanwhile you're chasin' herChlamydia couldn't even get rid of herPity the fool that pity the fool in me, I'mma live with the game of
Eminem:So needless to say I'm feeling betrayedSnatched my housekey off my keychainShe jumped off, Wee-Bey from The Wire, escapeNow she's chasin' me with a cheese graterHere goes that broken record, cliche, it's all my fault anywayShe's turnin' the tables, I'm a beat-breakTreats my face like seratos, she cuts and scratches like a DJEach day is an instant replayThey sayin' we display cinethematic abatic behaviorBack together but forgot today was her b-day, cut me off on the freewaySimple misunderstandin' but just as I went to slam on the brakesThen I realized that she may be as crazy as me, waitBitch cut my fuckin' brakeline, stepped on them fuckers 8 timesStill goin' 73, thank God there's an exit coming upBut them other F-U-C-K's all would of hit the off rampSo I coast into a gosh damned aww hit a fuckin' treeNow here she comes at full speed, she's racin' at me, okay you wanna fuck with me, eh?Snatch the bitch out her car through the window, she screamin'I body slam her onto the cement, until the concrete gave and created a sinkholeBury this stink ho in it, then payed to have the street re-pavedFuck, woke up in a dream state in a cold sweat like I got hit with a freeze ray durin' a heat waveGuess I eventually caved though, cause she's layin' next to me in bedDirectly aimin' a gat at my headWoke up again and jumped up like fuck it, I've had it, I'm checkin' into rehabI confess I'm a static addict, I guess that's why I'm so clingyEvery girl I've ever had either says I got to much baggageOr I'm just too dramaticMan what the fuck is the matter? I'm just a fucking romanticI fucking love you, you fucking bitch!Combative, possessive, in fact last time I was mad at an exI actually set off a chain reaction, a tragic eventI said "hit the road" and after she leftI sent that bitch a textI said "be careful driving, don't read this and have a accident"She glanced to look at it and write, too badThought we had a connectNo sense dwelling makes, never been a more compelling caseThan a model covered in L'Oreal and mace, who fell from graceEleven stories for story telling but the whore was yelling "rape"So the vocal cords were swelling and her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spelling's faceStill they swarm the gates and my fans making stakes to greet Norman Bates with a warm embraceUnless you're Andrea Yates, don't ask me for a date, don't be lateWell the sentiments great, but wait then there's been a mistakeYou want an intimate date, I wanna intimidateI have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly because of the game of(*Message sound*)Wait dinner at eightI have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly because of the game of
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