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MOSH :
Album: Encore (2004)
Song: Mosh

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation under God
[People It feels so good to be back..]

Scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel, reenergize, and rewind
I give sight to the blind, mind sight through the mind
I excercise my right to express when I feel it's time
It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as
I say to fight you take it as I’m gonna whip someone's ass
If you don't understand don't even bother to ask
A father who has grown up with a fatherless past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has
Or at least shows no difficulty multi task
And juggling both, perhaps mastered his craft slash
Entrepreneur who has held long too few more rap acts
Who has had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half
Of his career typical manure moving past that
Mister kiss his ass crack, he's a class act
Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors

To the people up top, on the side and the middle,
Come together, let's all bomb and swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build, from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people, some white and some black
Don't matter what color, all that matters is we gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather
If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better
They ain't gonna stop us, they can't, we're stronger now more then ever,
They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go,
Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know
Stomp, push up, mush, fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home come on just . . .

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors, come on

Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us,
Mosh pits outside the oval office
Someone's trying to tell us something, maybe this is God just saying
we're responsible for this monster, this coward, that we have empowered
This is Bin Laden, look at his head nodding,
How could we allow something like this, Without pumping our fist
Now this is our, final hour
Let me be the voice, and your strength, and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme, just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify the times it, and multiply it by six
Teen million people are equal of this high pitch
Maybe we can reach Al Quaida through my speech
Let the President answer on high anarchy
Strap him with AK-47, let him go
Fight his own war, let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our soil
No more psychological warfare to trick us to think that we ain't loyal
If we don't serve our own country we're patronizing a hero
Look in his eyes, it's all lies, the stars and stripes
They've been swiped, washed out and wiped,
And Replaced with his own face, mosh now or die
If I get sniped tonight you'll know why, because I told you to fight

So come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors

[Eminem speaking angrily]
And as we proceed, to mosh through this desert storm, in these closing statements,
if they should argue, let us beg to differ, as we set aside our differences,
and assemble our own army, to disarm this weapon of mass destruction
that we call our president, for the present,
and mosh for the future of our next generation,
to speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr. Senator




Mocking Bird:
Album: Encore (2004)
Song: Mocking Bird

[ Intro ]

Yeah
I know sometimes things might not always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
Straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What'chu crying about?
You got me..

[ Verse 1 ]

Hailie, I know you miss your mom
And I know you miss your dad when I’m gone
But I’m trying to give you the life that I never had
I can see you’re sad
Even when you smile
Even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes
Deep inside, you wanna cry
Cuz you’re scared
I ain’t there?
Daddy’s with you in your prayers
No more crying
Wipe them tears
Daddy’s here
No more nightmares
We gonna pull together through it
We gon’ do it
Laini, uncle’s crazy ain’t he?
Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it
We’re all we got in this world
When it spins
When it swirls
When it whirls
When it twirls
Two little beautiful girls
Looking puzzled, in a daze
I know it’s confusing you
Daddy’s always on the move
Mama’s always on the news
I try to keep you sheltered from it
But somehow it seems, the harder that I try to do that
the more it backfires on me
All the things, growing up
As daddy that he had to see
Daddy don’t want you to see
But you see just as much as me (to see?)
That we did not plan it to be this way
You’re mother and me
But things have got so bad between us
I don’t see us ever being
Together ever again
Like we used to be when was teenagers
But then of coarse
Everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it’s just something
We have no control over
And that’s what destiny is
But no more worries
Rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we’ll wake up
And this will all just be a dream


[ Chorus ]

Now hush little baby don’t you cry
Everythings gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up little lady
I told ya, daddy’s here to hold ya
Through the night
I know mommy’s not here right now and we don’t know why
We feel how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But I promise, Mama’s gonna be alright

[ Verse 2 ]

It’s funny
I remember back one year when daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the Christamas presents up
and stuck them under the tree
and said some of them were from me
Cos daddy couldn’t buy ‘em
I’ll never forget that Christmas
I sat up the whole night cryin’
Cuz daddy felt like a bum
See dadday had a job
But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time every house that we lived in
Either kept getting broken into and robbed or shot up on the block
And your mom, was saving money
For you in a jar trying to start a piggy bank for you
So you can go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars
Till someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your mama’s heart
And it seemed like everything was just starting to fall apart
Mom and dads was arguing a lot
So mama moved back on the Chalmers and the flat
One bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 mile on Novarra
And that’s when daddy went to California with his CD
And met Dr. Dre and flew you and Mama out to see me
But daddy had to work
You and mama had to leave me
Then you started seeing daddy on the TV
And mama didn’t like it
And you and Laini were too young to understand it
Papa was a rolling stone
mama developed a habit
and it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
I’m just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I’m sittin’ in this empty house, just reminiscin’
Looking at your baby pictures it just trips me out
To see how much you both have grown
It’s almost like your sisters now
Wow, I guess you pretty much are
And daddy’s still here
Laini I’m talking to you too
Daddy’s still here
I like the sound of that, yeah
It’s got a ring to it, don’t it?
Shhh, mama’s only gone for the moment


[ Chorus ]

Now hush little baby don’t you cry
Everythings gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up little lady
I told ya daddy’s here to hold ya
Through the night
I know mommy’s not here right now and we don’t know why
We feel how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy pretty baby
But I promise
Mama’s gonna be alright

[ Outro]

And if you ask me to,
Daddy’s gonna buy you a mocking bird
I’ma give you the world
I’ma buy a diamond ring for you
I’ma sing for you, I’ll do anything for you to see you smile
And if the mockingbird don’t sing and the ring don’t shine
I’ma break that birdy’s neck
I’ll go back to the Jeweler who sold it to ya
And make him eat every karat
Don’t fuck wit dad.
haha




Just Lose It:
Album: Encore (2004)
Song: Just Lose It

[Intro]

Okay..
Guess who's back... back again
Shady's back, tell a friend
Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright stop... pajama time

[Verse 1]
Come here little kiddies, on my lap
Guess who's back with a brand new rap
And I don't mean rap as in a new case
Of child investigation accusation
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
No worries, pappa's got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise
I'd done touched on everything but little boys
And that's not a stab at Michael
That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like T.P. for my bung hole
And it's cool if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it
Give a little "poot poot" it's okay (Fart Sound)
Oops my CD just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

{*Chorus*}
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
Whoops! I mean girl... girl, girl, girl
" Girl you know you're my world"
Alright now lose it
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Just lose it
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Go crazy
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Oh baby
" Aah aah"
Oh baby baby
" Aah aah"



[Verse 2]
{Sung}
It's Friday and it's my day
Just to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe 'til Monday, I dunno what day
Everday's just a holiday
Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' kinda breezy
Get the top down, let my hair blow
I dunno where I'm goin', all I know is when I get there
Someone's gonna "touch my body"

{Rap}
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair
Spit on me, maybe gauge my eyes out, "ewww"
Now what's your name girl, what's your sign?
[Dr Dre: "Man you must be up out your mind"]
Dre "aah aah", beer goggles,blind
I'm just trying to unwind, now I'm...

{*Chorus*}
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
Whoops! I mean girl... girl, girl, girl
" Girl you know you're my world"
Alright now lose it
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Just lose it
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Go crazy
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Oh baby
" Aah aah"
Oh baby baby
" Aah aah"

[Verse 3]
{Sung}
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail, I don't know what happened
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Well I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much, I'm not guilty
They said save it boy, we've got you on tape
yelling at an old lady to "touch my body"

{Rap}
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It's real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody loses theirselves
Now snap back to reality, look it's B. Rabbit he
Oh you signed me up to battle? I'm a grown man
Chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba
I don't have any lines to go right here so
Chubba tubba tell me fellas (what?), fellas (what?)
Grab your left, make your right one jealous (what?)
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls
Tall girls, small girls, I'm calling all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It's your chance for, a little romance or
Butt squeezin', it's the season
Just go "aah aah aah aah", it's so appeasing

{*Chorus*}
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
Whoops! I mean girl... girl, girl, girl
" Girl you know you're my world"
Alright now lose it
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Just lose it
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Go crazy
" Aah aah aah aah aah"
Oh baby
" Aah aah"
Oh baby baby
" Aah aah"

{Outro:}
Mmhmm touch my body
Mmhmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body




Lose Yourself:
Album: 8 Mile Soundtrack (2002)
Song: Lose Yourself

Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted…One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now
The clock’s run out, time’s up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that easy
Is he? No
He won’t have it , he knows his whole back city’s ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that, but he’s broke
He’s so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him

Chorus X2

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

The soul’s escaping, through this hole that it’s gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom’s close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows its all over, these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he’s know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He’s grown farther from home, he’s no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
These ho's don’t want him no mo, he’s cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it’s old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

Chorus X2

No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody’s payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can’t get by with my 9 to 5
And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don’t buy diapers
And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter, caught up between bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama’s screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotomy
Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail
I’ve got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure’s not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got

Chorus X2

You can do anything you set your mind to, man





8 Mile
Album: 8 Mile Soundtrack (2002)
Artist: Eminem
Song: 8 Mile

Sometimes I just feel like - quittin, I still might
why do I put up this fight? why do I still write?
sometimes its hard enough just dealing with real life
sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
and show these people what my level of skills like
but I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
something ain't right, hit the break lights
facing this stage fright, drawing a blank like
"uhh da da da duhh it ain't my fault
cry-ing eye balls, my inside crawl"
And I clam up I just slam shut, I just can't do it
my whole manhoods just been stripped
I have just been evict so I must in get
hope to bust in, split, man fuck this shit
yo- I'm going the fuck home
world on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road

(Chorus)
I'm a man, Ima make a new plan
time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
time for me to just take matters in to my own hands
once on move on from these track, I'll never look back (8 Mile Road)
and I'm gone, and I know right where I'm going
sorry mama I'm grown I must travel alone
ain't gonna follow no footsteps, I'm making my own
only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

Walking these train tracks, trying to regain back
the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
to the same plant, in the same pants
trying to chase rap, gotta move A-SAP
get a new plan, mamas got a new man
poor little baby sister, she don't understand
sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
and just colors till the crayon gets dull in her hand
while she colors her big brother and mother and dad
ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head
wish I could be the daddy that niether one of us had
but I keep running from something I never wanted so bad
sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet
it's like I grew but I ain't grown these two nuts yet
don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
the pressures too much man Im just trying to do what's best
and I try, sit alone and cry, yo I'm on telling god
not a moment goes by, that I don't prey to the sky
please I'm beggin you god, please don't let me be pigeon holding no regular job
yo I hope you can hear me homey, wherever you are
yo I'm telling you dawg, I bailing this trailor tomarrow
tell my mother I love her and kiss baby sister goodbye
say "whenever you need me baby I'm never 2 far"
but yo I got to get out there, the only way I know
And I'ma be back for you the second that I blow
on everything I own I'll make it on my own
off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road

(Chorus)

You got to live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it
don't see what the big deal is...
__________________________________________________ _________

الحية بتقتلى من راسا بس البنات بتقطعلون دنبون مشان يبطلوا يلعبوا فيه !!!!!





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