laid bare, and laid bare Look what I can do, what I can do, look what I can do Oh, I've been bittered You know what's true and you know what's right
Dear God, I'm writing this letter to You 'Cause I don't have a clue, can You help me? I'm sitting here, simply trying to figure out What my life's all
fall here like a dead star And everything you ever said Now tears me all apart He goes down, down to his bitter end He knows now, now it's the gutter
It's a long way back, from where I've fallen down It's a very hard fall, it's very cruel town And my dress is torn and I've got no jewels And I'm hungry
't call us And all that's sick with gloat and lust And, and don't call me, so I'm serious It's not an image, it's just a way You're going down for your
girl, that girl Through villages of ether My crucifixion comes Will you sing my hallelujah? Will you tell me when it's done? Look in my eyes There's
So you're lying in your underwear Oh, in someone else's bed And the silence is so dangerous It's a terrible sense of dread So I have another cigarette
try to win, it will only end in disgrace Translucetize the cold light of day It's glorious, it's terrible, God, I need it It's beautiful, it's ravenous
I, I knew a boy, he came from the sea He was the only boy who ever knew the truth about me I'm overwhelmed and undersexed, baby, what did you expect?
lie, you lie alone You lie alone, you never sleep How you never sleep Ow! Skinny little bitch prayin to the lord Praying for some salvation 'Cause she's
it moaned And she wrapped her legs around him And she's got no home And he's looking at me, oh God, he looks so dumb What are you staring at? This is how it's
conscious of the way we raise our daughters Days are shorter, nights are colder Feelin' like life is over, these snakes strike like a cobra The world's
can go fuck your daughter" He hit me with the fist, he hit me with the gat He put the night stick to my back, so I think I'm done, the pig's got my gun
van with a gat in each hand Went up in Eastland and shot a policeman Fuck a peace plan of citizen by stands But shit is in my hands, here's your life
man, C-Rock Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know That
ignore no more Homicide on the murder scene another frustrated gang Related senseless slaying victim, a young product of the project system The sad fact is nobody's
aint' gay Everybody forgot What happened? Eminem: what up dre Dre: yeah Eminem: it's all about dre Eminem: it's all about dre Dre: compton's in the
