(Rihanna)
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah.. you think I'm crazy..
(Eminem)
I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosy
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
Been wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways
Fame made me a balloon cuz my ego inflated
When I blew, see, it was confusin'
Cuz all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (woo!)
Hit the lottery, oh wee..
With what I gave up to get was bittersweet
With this like winnin' a huge meet
Ironic cuz I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginnin' to lose sleep; one sheep, two sheep
Goin' cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think, cuz I'm..
(Rihanna)
Well, that's not fair..
Well, that's not fair..
(Eminem)
No, I ain't much of a poet but I know somebody once told me
To seize the moment and don't squander it
Cuz you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, ponder it, do you want this?
It's no wonder you losing your mind, the way it wanders)
Yo-lo-yee-whoo.. I think you've been wandering off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
Cuz I need an interventionist to intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
Cuz the very thing that I love is killin' me and I can't conquer it
My OCD is conkin' me in the head
Keep knockin', no body's home, I'm sleepwalking
I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the..
(Eminem)
Call me crazy but I have this vision
One day that I'd walk among you a regular civilian
But until then drums get killed and I'm comin' straight at
Emcees, blood get spilled and I
Take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played that
Pumped up feelin' and sh!t to say back to the kids who played 'em
I ain't here to save the fukin' children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are goin' through a struggle feels and then relates that's so great
It's payback, Russell Wilson fallin' way back
In the draft, turn nothin' into somethin', still can make that
Straw into gold chump, I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothin', I'm still friends with the..
Artist: Eminem feat. Rihanna
Album: The Marshall Matters LP 2
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