| Ya look
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| If I were to rap about the crap that's out
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| That's the route you probably want me to take
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| Cuz your just dyeing to know what I think
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| And my take on some other rappers
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| If I was to say something about Paul Wall,
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| You'd probably crap in your pants,
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| 'Cause I'm white, and he's white,
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| So he's like my competition
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| I mean, right?
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| Nope, Paul Wall is dope
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| And so's Bubba, so
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| But, but, But....
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| But I don't compete with nobody
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| I just go hard, do the rope-a-dope Ali Shuffle,
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| And dance around my opponents, do donuts
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| Sometimes I play possum
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| Like I'm asleep it's awesome
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| I'm like a sleeping giant,
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| And when I awake I'm like Dre
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| I just jump from outta nowhere and bite prey
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| And sink my teeth in 'em and fill 'em full of poison
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| And make a noise like a snake before I kill 'em
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| And let 'em know that I just don't feel 'em
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| And smack 'em with the backward E, the Eminem emblem
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| I was taught if you're gonna murder somebody you should face em
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| Tell em why,
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| Look them dead in the eye,
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| Then waste 'em
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| And the dark shall emerge from the fiery depths of hell
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| And swallow the shell of the hollow who dwell
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| In the shadows of all who are willing to sell
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| Their souls for this rap game and it ga ga goes
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| 1, 2, 3 (check, check) 1, 2, 3 (check, check) 1, 2, 3,
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| That ain't the hook, now follow me
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| There's nothing else for me to say,
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| My public adores me
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| Everybody bores me,
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| They're just so corny
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| So at night before I sleep I look in the mirror
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| The mirror grows lips and it whispers, "Come nearer".
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| My darling,
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| I don't ever want you to leave me my darling,
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| You and me were meant to be together my darling,
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| And if I cannot have you, no one can, you're my darling,
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| 'Cause I possess your soul, your mind, your heart and your body
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| I don't ever want you to leave me my darling,
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| You and me were meant to be together my darling,
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| And if I cannot have you, no one can, you're my darling,
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| 'Cause I possess your soul, your mind, your heart and your body
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| "Shady, I know you're in there somewhere. Come here.
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| Talk to me, sit. |
| Here, pull up a chair.
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| Why don't you cut your hair?
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| Dye it back, come on, try it".
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| Ahhhh No, I told you, leave me the fuck alone, will you?
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| "But I'm here to rebuild you".
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| But I already killed you!
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| "But Shady, we were meant for each other.
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| Think about your mother".
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| Yeah so what of her?
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| "Well think about what she did to you and your little brother.
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| All them foster homes".
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| Fuck you motherfucker! |
| I had you beat
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| "No I was playin' possum.
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| Remember? |
| I let you watch your little girls blossom.
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| I gave you enough time.
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| Your soul's mine.
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| I'm taking it back".
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| You fucking bitch why!?
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| "Because I love you. Look a little closer.
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| Isn't that us on that poster?"
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| My darling,
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| I don't ever want you to leave me my darling,
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| You and me were meant to be together my darling,
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| And if I cannot have you, no one can, you're my darling,
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| 'Cause I possess your soul, your mind, your heart and your body
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| I don't ever want you to leave me my darling,
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| You and me were meant to be together my darling,
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| And if I cannot have you, no one can, you're my darling,
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| 'Cause I possess your soul, your mind, your heart and your body
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| "Shady, listen..."
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| (Shady!)
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| "You hear that?
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| They're screaming for you, I can bring your career back"
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| But I don't want it back!
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| "Yes you do".
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| No I don't!
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| "Yes you do, you're gonna regret it later!"
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| No I won't!
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| "I'ma get Dre on the phone, I'll just call the doctor"
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| Go ahead, I already talked to Dre yesterday
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| "Well I got him on the phone right now!"
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| (Slim!)
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| You're lying,
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| "Yo Slim",
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| How, why now!
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| What up Dre?
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| "Check this out Slim, I gotta talk to ya.
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| I don't know, it just seems like ever since you got off your
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| Drugs, you became a lot softer"
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| But Dre, all Shady is is a bottle of hair bleach and vodka
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| "Well, just think about it Slim, I don't care.
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| Just hit me back, and let me know what's up"
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| Fuck this mirror!
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| "I'm not in the mirror, I'm inside you.
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| Let me guide you"
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| Fuck you, die you son of a bitch
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| "Put the gun down",
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| Bye bye!
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| OK I'm still alive,
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| "So am I too!
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| You can't kill a spirit, even if you tried to
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| You sold your soul to me. |
| Need I remind you? |
| You remember that night you prayed to God
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| You'd give anything to get a record deal.
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| Well Dre signed you
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| This is what you wanted your whole life Marshall, right boo?
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| Look at this house, look at these cars, they're so nice, ooooh!
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| Oh, but you didn't know fame has a price too
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| That you're just now seeing the downside to
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| Lose your best friend from highschool, your wife too
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| Ain't even sure if your kids like you
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| Come off tour, can't even sleep at night without NyQuil
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| Become a Valium addict, start a rehab cycle
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| But together we can break the cycle.
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| Marshall".
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| What!
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| "No one's gonna love you like I do!"
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| My darling,
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| I don't ever want you to leave me my darling,
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| You and me were meant to be together my darling,
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| And if I cannot have you, no one can, you're my darling,
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| 'Cause I possess your soul, your mind, your heart and your body
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| I don't ever want you to leave me my darling,
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| You and me were meant to be together my darling,
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| And if I cannot have you, no one can, you're my darling,
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| 'Cause I possess your soul, your mind, your heart and your body
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| I said, I don't ever want you to leave me my darling,
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| You and me were meant to be together my darling,
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| And if I cannot have you, no one can, you're my darling,
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| 'Cause I possess your soul, your mind, your heart and your body |