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White America

Intro
America
hahaha 
We love you 


How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours? 
The stripes and the stars for the rights of men who have died for the protect?
The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedem of speech the United States Government has sworn to uphold


Yo, I want everyone to listen to the words of this song 

Or so we're told... 

Verse #1
I never woulda dreamed in a million years id see 
so many mutha fuckin people who feel like me 
Who share the same views 
And the same exact beliefs 
Its like a fuckin army marchin in back of me 
So many lives I touched 
So much anger aimed at no perticular direction 
Just sprays and sprays 
Straight through your radio wavs 
It plays and plays 
Till it stays stuck in your head 
For days and days 
who woulda thought standin in this mirror 
Bleachin my hair wit some Peroxide 
Reachin for a T shirt to wear 
That I would catipult to the fore-front of rap like this 
How can I predict my words 
And have an impact like this 
I musta struck a chord wit somebody up in the office 
Cuz congress keeps tellin me 
I aint causin nuttin but problems 
And now they sayin im in trouble wit the government 
Im lovin it
I shovelled shit all my life 
And now im dumpin it on 

Chorus
WHITE AMERICA 
I could be one of ur kids 
WHITE AMERICA 
Little erik looks just like this 
WHITE AMERICA 
Erica loves my shit 
I go to TRL 
Look how many hugs I get 

Verse #2
Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like urself 
If they were brown 
Shady lose shady sits on the shelf 
But Shadys cute 
Shady knew Shady's dimples would help 
Make ladies swoon baby 
(ooo baby) 
Look at myself! 
Lets do the math 
If I was black I woulda sold half 
I aint have to graduate 
From Lincoln High School to know that 
But I can rap so fuck school 
Im too cool to go back 
Gimme the mic 
Show me where the fuckin studio's at 
When I was underground 
No one gave a fuck I was white 
No lables wanted to sign me 
Almost gave up, I was like "Fuck it" 
Until I met Dre 
The only one who looked past 
Gave me a chance 
And I lit a fire up under his ass 
Helped him get back to the top 
Every fan black that I got 
Was probly his 
In exchange for every white fan that he's got 
Like damn we just swapped 
Sittin back look at this shit wow 
Im like "My skin, is it startin to work to my benifit now?" 

Chorus 

Verse #3
See the problem is I speak to suberban kids 
Who otherwise 
Woulda never knew these words exist 
These moms probly woulda never gave 2 squirts of piss
Till I created so much mutha fuckin turbulence
Straight out the tube right into ya livin rooms I came 
And kids Flipped
When they knew I was produced by Dre 
Thats all it took 
And they were instantly hooked right in 
And they connected wit me too cuz I looked like them
Thats why they put my lyrics up under this microscope 
Searchin wit a fine toothed comb 
Its like this rope waitin to choke 
Tightenin around my throat 
Watchin me while I write this like "I dont like this, NO!" 
All I hear is 
Lyrics lyrics constant controversy 
Sponsors workin round the clock 
To try to stop my concerts early 
Surely hip hop is never a problem 
In Harlem only In Boston 
After it bothered ya fathers 
of daughters startin to blossom 
Now im catchin the flack from these activists 
When they raggin 
Actin like im the 1st rapper to smack a bitch and say faggot 
Shit 
Just look at me like im ya closest pal 
A poster child 
the mutha fuckin spokesman now! 

Chorus

Outro
So to the parents of America
I am the damager aimed at little Erica
To attack her character
The ring leader of the circus of worthless pawns
Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress
And piss on the lawns of the whitehouse
To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker
To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hipocracy
Fuck you Ms Cheeney
Fuck you Tipper Gore
Fuck you with the freeness of speech this divided states of embarrasment will allow me to have
Fuck You 

hahaha! im just playin america, you know I love you 

Business

Intro:
Dr Dre:
Marshall, sounds like an S.O.S. 

Eminem:
Holy wack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fucking right! 

Dr Dre:
To the rap mobile, let's go! 

Lady:
Marshall! 
Marshall! 

Eminem:
Bitches and Gentleman! 
It's showtime! 
Hurry, hurry step right up! 
Introducing the star of our show, his name is... 

Lady:
Marshall! 

Eminem:
You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world right now 
So without futher adieu, I bring to you... 

Lady:
Marshall! 

Verse #1:
Your bout to witness hip hop in its 
Most pourest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless 
Most hardest, most honest, known artist 
Chip off the old block but old doc is back! 
Looks like Batman, brought his own Robin
Oh god, Sadam's got his own Laden
With his own private plane, his own pilot
Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges 
Oranges, peach, pairs, plums, oranges 
*VRRM VRRM* Yeah, here I come 
My inches away from you, here fear none 
Hip hop is in a state of 911, so 

Chorus 2x:
Let's get down to business 
I don't got no time to play around what is this? 
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down 
On these clowns, can i get a witness? 

Dr Dre:
Hell Yeah 

Verse #2:
Dre gotta move fast, gotta perform mirracles 
Gee willycores Dre, holly bat syllables 
Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham 
When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals 
So, skip to your lou, while I do what I do best 
You ain't even impressed no more, you used to it 
Flows too wet, nobody close to it 
Nobody says it was till everyone knows the shit
The most hated on outta all those who say it hate it
On an eighties songs and 
exagerate it all So much
they make it all up 
There's no such thing 
Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans 
It just means so much more to so much more 
People when you rapping and you know what for 
The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome ya'll 
To Marshall and Andre's carnival 
C'mon, now! 

Chorus 2x:


Verse #3:
It's just like old times, the dynamic duo 
Two old friends, why panic? 
You allready know whos capable, the two caped heroes 
Dial straight down the center 8 0 0 
You can even call collect, the most feared duet 
Since me and Elton, play career russian roulett 
And never even seen me blinging get me busting a sweat 
People stepping over people just to rush to the set
Just to get to see a MC who breathes so freely 
Ease over these beats, and be so breezy 
Jesus, how can shit be so easy 
How can one Sandra be so leavy
Turn on these beats MC's dont see me 
Believe me, BET and MTV 
Are gonna agree when we leave, dawg fo sheezy 
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me 
'Til we broke kids, get weird and disappear into the mountains 
Nothing but clowns down here 
But we, ain't fucking around round here 
Yo Dre! 

Dr Dre:
Whuddup? 

Eminem:
Can I get a hell yeah? 

Dr Dre:
Hell Yeah 

Chorus 2x:

Outro:

Eminem:
So there you have it folks 

Lady:
Marshall! 

Eminem:
Has come to save the day 
Back with his friend Andre 
And to remind you that bullshit does not pay
Because 

Lady:
Marshall! 

Eminem:
And Andre are here to stay and never go away 
Until our dying day, until we're old and grey 

Lady:
Marshall! 

Eminem:
So until next times friends 
Same blonde hair, same rap channel 
Goodnight everyone, thank you for coming 
Your host for the evening 

Lady:
Marshall! 

Eminem:
Oh, hah 

Cleanin Out My Closet

Intro:
Where's my snare? 
I have no snare on my headphones 
There you go 
Yeah 
Yo yo 

Verse #1 
Have you ever been hated, or discriminated against? 
I have, I've been protested and demostrated against 
Picket signs for my wickid rhymes, look at the times 
Sick as the mind, of the mother fucking kid that's behind 
All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans exploding 
Tempers flaring from parents just blow em off and keep going 
Not taking nothing from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathing 
Keep kicking ass in the morning, and taking names in the evening 
Leave them with a taste sour as vinegar in they mouth 
See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out 
Look at me now, I betcha prolly sick of me now 
Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now 

Chorus x2
I'm sorry mama 
I never meant to hurt you 
I never meant make you cry 
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet 
One More Time 

I'm sorry mama 
I never meant to hurt you 
I never meant make you cry 
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet 
Ha! 

Verse #2 
I got some skeletons in my closet 
And I dont know if no one knows it 
So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it 
I'ma expose it, I'll take you back to '73 
Before I ever had a multi-platinum selling CD 
I was a baby maybe I was just a couple of months 
My faggot father must've had his panties up in a bunch 
'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye 
No I don't, on second thought I just fucking wished he would die 
I look at Hailey, and I couldn't picture leaving her side 
Even if I hated Kim, I grin my teeth and I try to make it work 
With her atleast for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes 
But I'm only human but I'm man enough to face them today 
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb 
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun 
Cause I'd of killed em, shit I would've shot Kim and him both 
It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show 

Chorus x2 

Verse #3
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition 
Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissing 
But put yourself in my position, just try to envi...
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