Песня: Cocaine Got to have it Yeah, I made it I'm addicted Yeah, I'm feigning (I think that's what she says?)
This is a beat with no words at first It's a blank painting Exercising the mind is brain strength training Starts off with somethin', like Shady's an insane mani- -ac, Yeah, Slim Shady, that's a zany name, ain't it? Now all you need's an image to go with the name, baby Wife beaters and white t-shirts, Hanes mainly It's a long shot, but is it possible there's a lane, maybe? If not, he's gonna have to come and change the whole game, ain't he? He wants the fame so bad he can taste it He could see his name up in lights Women screaming his fuckin' name, fainting Shady did it, he sold out the whole dang stadium Joe Schmoe made it, he took his Plain Jane lady and his baby Hailie out the trailer But he ain't trailing anymore, he's ahead of the race While maintaining his innocence Little does he know, his train is derailing And he's about to be raped by this game anally
What would you do for it? What would you give for it? For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E. 'Cause once you get in, you wanna leave
Got to have it Yeah, I made it I'm addicted Yeah, I'm feigning
You're operating on all cylinders Syllables spit like Dillinger's spilling ya guts People are feeling ya mic skills, but these haters are ice grillin' ya Willing to sacrifice anything for the life that they might steal from ya Fake friends'll kill for ya, die for ya But you can't decipher "why?" for the life of ya It wasn't like this when you were Cypherin' Argue wit' your wife again She found Vicodin in your pants last night again Your dispute's public, nothing is private anymore Oh, and your best friend? Say bye-bye to him What kinda apple you take a bite'a, Slim? (This is what you wanted Marshall, ain't it?) Fuck, no! The way that it turned out was nothin' like the picture that I painted in my head Sometimes a dream to make it, it's more fun than it is to actually make it The game stripped me naked It robbed me ever having another real relation- -ship, with another girl This world is a fuckin' trip 'Cause I slip in another world, proceed, take another hit Sniff 'til I fuckin' hurl, tell 'em all to fuckin' sit And spin 'til they fuckin' twirl, middle finger up again Relapsing back in this game Oh well, fuck it, then
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