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Eminem - When the Music Stops

Piesa Eminem When the Music Stops face parte de pe albumul The Eminem Show , lansat in anul 2002 la casa de discuri Aftermath Records .

Versuri Eminem - When the Music Stops



{Music reality 
Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference 
But we, as entertainers have a responsibility 
To these kids, psyche} 
 
If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow 
Would you feel sorrow or show love or would it matter? 
Could never be the lead off batter 
If there ain't shit for me to feed off, I'm see saw battlin' 
But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake 
There's too much on my plate, I came way 
Too far in this game to turn and walk away 
And not say what I got to say 
"What the fuck, you take me for a joke? You smokin crack?" 
'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back 
I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground 
'Fore I put some wack shit out 
I'm tryin' to smack this one out the park, five thousand mark 
Y'all steady tryin' to drown a shark 
Ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off, lid to the can of whip ass 
Just twist me off, see me leap out, pull a piece out 
Fuck shootin' I'm just tryin to knock his teeth out 
Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle 
Talk is cheap, motherfucker, if you really feelin' froggish leap 
Yo slim, you gon' let him get away with that? 
He tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that 
Man, I hate this crap 
This ain't rap, this is crazy the way we act 
When we confuse hip-hop with real life, when the music stops 
 
Ain't no gettin' rid of McVeigh, if so you woulda tried 
The only way I'm leavin' this bitch, is suicide 
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemies' crib 
With Hennessey, got drunk then I finished it 
I'm every nigga's favorite arch enemy 
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef 
I spark willingly, with a Dillinger in the dark diligently 
I'm not what you think 
I appear to be fucked up, mentally endangered 
I can't stay away from a razor 
I just want my face in a paper 
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight 
To awake neighbors for acres 
I'll murder you, I gauge and have me turn into a mad man 
Son of Sam bitch, I'm surgical 
I'm allergic to dyin', you think not? 
You got balls? We can see how large, when the music stops 
 
I was happy havin' a deal at first 
Thought money would make me happy but it only made my pain worse 
It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dog 
And you ain't got nuttin' left but your word and your balls 
And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends 
Beggin' with their hands out, checkin' for your record when it's sellin' 
When it ain't, that's the end, no laughs, no friends 
No girls, just the gin you drink, till your car spin you think 
Damn, when you slam into the wall 
And you fall out the car and try to crawl with one arm 
I'm 'bout to lose it all in a pool of alcohol 
If my funeral's tomorrow wonder would they even call? 
When the music stops 
 
Let's see, how many of your men loyal? 
When I pull up lookin' for you with a pistol, sippin' a can of Penz oil 
I'm revved up, who said what, when lead bust 
Your head just explode with red stuff, I'm handcuffed 
Tossed in the paddy wagon, braggin' about how you shouted 
Like a coward, bullets devoured you, showered you niggaz 
If I was you niggaz, I'd run while given a chance 
Understand, I can enhance the spirit of man 
Death itself, it can hurt me 
Just the thought of dyin' alone that really irks me 
You ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk 
Be smart and stop tryin' to walk how G's walk before we spark 
Hug the floor while we playin' tug of war with your life 
Fuck a tour and a mike, I'd rather fuck a whore with a knife 
Deliver that shit that coroner's like 
You hype poppin' shit in broad daylight 
Nigga, you're a goner at night when the music stops 
 
Instigators, turn pits in cages 
Let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors 
Y'all don't want war, y'all want talk 
In the dark my dogs all bark like Woof! 
Proof nigga I'ma wolf, get your whole roof 
Caved in like reindeer hoofs 
Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose 
The more y'all breathe shit the more I moves 
It's Hill Street, this is hardcore blues 
Put a gun to rap, check in all our dues, nigga 
Or make the news, betcha all y'all move 
When the Uzi pop you better drop, when the music stop 
 
Music has changed my life in so many ways 
Brain's confused, been fucked since the fifth grade 
LL told me to, "Rock the Bells" 
NWA said, "Fuck the Police," Now I'm in jail 
Ninety three was strictly R and B 
Fucked up haircut, listened to Jodeci 
Michael Jackson who gon' tell me I ain't Mike? 
Ass cheeks painted white, fuckin' Priscilla tonight 
Flyin' down Sunset smokin' crack 
Transvestite in the front, Eddie Murphy in the back 
M.O.P. had me grimy and gritty 
Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue and grew some titties 
Ludacris told me to throw them bows 
Now I'm in the hospital with a broken nose and a fractured elbow 
Voices in my head, I'm goin' in shock 
I'm reachin' for the glock but the music stops


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