Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Love, artist - Eminem. Album song Recovery, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.06.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath
Song language: English
No Love |
Love, love |
Love, love, love |
Don't hurt me |
Don't hurt me no more |
Young Money, yeah |
No more |
Love |
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower |
But it's "Fuck the world," get a child out her |
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing 'bout her |
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers (No love) |
I'm rollin' Sweets, I'm smokin' sour |
Married to the game, but she broke her vows |
That's why my bars are full of broken bottles |
And my nightstands are full of open Bibles |
Uh, I think about more than I forget |
But I don't go around fire expectin' not to sweat |
And these niggas know I lay 'em down, make your bed |
Bitches try to kick me while I'm down, I'll break your leg |
Money outweighin' problems on a triple beam |
I'm stickin' to the script, you niggas skippin' scenes |
Uh, be good or be good at it |
Fuckin' right, I got my gun, semi-Cartermatic |
Yeah, put a dick in they mouth, so I guess it's fuck what they say |
I'm high as a bitch, up, up and away |
Man, I'll come down in a couple of days |
Okay, you want me up in the cage? |
Then I'll come out in beast mode |
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G code |
It's Weezy, motherfucker, Blood gang, and I'm in bleed mode |
All about my dough, but I don't even check the peephole |
So you can keep knockin', but won't knock me down |
No love lost, no love found |
It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now (Yeah) |
You kicked me when I was down |
But what you say just don't (Hurt me) |
That's right, it don't (Hurt me) |
And I don't need you (No more) |
Don't wanna see you (No more) |
Ha, bitch, you get no (Love) |
You showed me nothing but hate (Haha!) |
You ran me into the ground |
But what comes around goes around (Yeah) |
And I don't need you (Don't hurt me) |
That's right, you don't (Hurt me) |
And I don't need you (No more) |
Don't wanna see you |
Ha, bitch, you get (No love) |
No! |
(No love) No! |
(No love) No! |
(No love) |
Ha, bitch, you get (No love) |
No! |
(No love) No! |
(No love) |
And I don't need you (No more) |
Get 'em! |
I'm alive again, more alive than I have been |
In my whole entire life, I can (Yeah) |
See these people's ears perk up as I begin to spaz with the pen |
Uh, I'm a little bit sicker than most |
Shit's finna get thick again, they say the competition is stiff |
But I get a hard dick from this shit and I stick it in |
I ain't never giving in again (Yeah) |
Caution to the wind, complete freedom |
Look at these rappers, how I treat 'em |
So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em? |
(Yeah!) |
They call me a freak, 'cause I like to |
Spit on these pussies 'fore I eat 'em (Haha) |
Man, get these whack cocksuckers off stage! |
Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him? |
(Oh!) |
Snatch the mic from 'em, bitch, I'ma let you finish in a minute |
Yeah, that rap was tight, but I'm (Yeah!) |
'Bout to spit the greatest verse of all time |
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and, um (Yeah!) |
Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit |
And start over from scratch and write new ones |
But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference |
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight |
It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump |
From the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow |
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd (Yeah) |
You can see the sparks from hot metal (Yeah) |
Cold-hearted, from the day I Bogarted |
The game, my soul started to rot, fellow (Yeah) |
When I'm not even in my harshest |
You can still get roasted, ‘cause Marsh is not mellow |
'Til I'm topplin' from the top, I'm not gonna stop |
I'm standin' on my Monopoly board (Uh) |
That means I'm on top of my game |
And it don't stop 'til my hip don't hop anymore (Shit) |
When you're so good that you can't say it |
‘Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore (Shit) |
People just get sick ‘cause you spit |
These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore (Ow!) |
And you can never break my stride (Nope) |
You'll never slow the momentum at any moment |
I'm 'bout to blow, you'll never take my pride |
Killin' the flow, slow venom |
And the opponent is gettin' no mercy, mark my words |
Ain't lettin' up, relentless, I smell blood |
I don't give a fuck, keep givin' them hell |
Where was you when I fell and needed help up? |
You get no love |
It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now (Uh) |
You kicked me when I was down |
But what you say just don't (Hurt me) |
Yeah, that's right, it don't (Hurt me) |
And I don't need you (No more) |
Don't wanna see you (No more) |
Ha, bitch, you get no (Love) |
You showed me nothing but hate (Yeah!) |
You ran me into the ground |
But what comes around goes around |
And I don't need you (Don't hurt me) |
That's right, you don't (Hurt me) |
And I don't need you (No more) |
Don't wanna see you |
Ha, bitch, you get (No love) |
No! |
(No love) No! |
(No love) No! |
(No love) |
Ha, bitch, you get (No love) |
No! |
(No love) No! |
(No love) |
And I don't need you (No more) |
Ha, bitch, you get (No love) |