what?" "Never mind. How long have you worked at this station?" "Just a few minutes. Now, you mentioned empathy for others, would you say that is what motivates you to make the music that you
from afar Pah But hold up do you know who I are? The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot
: Another song of Woe Woe sounds like this You say nothing's changed Where were you when my world Was spinning into masquerade You claim it's just a
the Day" I heard him say Life will not always be this way Look around Hear the sounds Cherish your life While you're still around ("Gather ye
for what my pen do This is for your sins, I cleanse you You can repent but I warn you, if you continue To hell I'll send you, and just then the wind blew
you. Marshall what happened at you, you can't stop with these pills, And you've fallen off with your skills, and your own fans are laughin' at you. It
latch it Cut ya f**kin head off and ask where you headed off to? Get it headed off too? Medic this headaches awful, this anisthetics pathetic so is the diabetic waffle And this
between two oranges Why you even doing this to yourself, it's pointless Why do we have to keep on going through this, this is tortuous My point is this That if you say
: Intro: Dr Dre: Marshall, sounds like an S.O.S. Eminem: Holy wack auto lyrical lyrics Andre, you're fucking right! Dr Dre: To the rap mobile, let
m dedicated to medication But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? (Come on!) Anyway I got down with Dre (What up?) The first man who taught me how the glock sounded
: Warning, this shit's gon be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a
I'm dedicated to medication But this med is taking too long to bring me this sedadation? (Come on!) Anyway I got down with Dre (What up?) The first man who taught me how the glock sounded
to this: a fragment, a piece whatever you do or say it only makes a difference today... Won't you be a doll and open a jar of pickles if i were you i'
to this: A fragment, a piece Whatever you do or say It only makes a difference to-day Won't you be a doll and open a jar of pickles If i were you i'd
t have no idea She's talking to her friends I'm in the corner and I see her Something's happening but it isn't very clear Sounds like a bell, sounds like
it Say that we have all the time we need to make it right Don't hurry for nobody If it ain't the thing you like Know your place and fit your space, young man you
to feel this way, try to find new words to say, I think about the bad old days we used to know. Nights of winter turn me cold -- fears of dying,