Originally posted by machinegunjordan
as we know eminem says as we move toward a new world order.
Eminem Mega-Mix starting with aforementioned song.
You better lose yourself in the music
The moment you own it
You better never let it go
You only get one shot
Do not miss your chance to blow this
Opportunity comes once in a lifetime
His soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over, these ho's is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water
These ho's don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it�s old, partner, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
America (America)
Hahaha
We love you (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 to protect?
The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech the United States Government has sworn to uphold
Or so we're told...
I neva woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see
So many motha#in' people who feel like me
Who share the same views
And the same exact beliefs
It's like a f-ckin' army marchin' in back of me
So many lives I touched
So much anger aimed at no particular direction
Just sprays and sprays
And straight through your radio waves
It plays and plays
Till it stays stuck in ya 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 catapult 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 ain't causin' nuttin' but problems
And now they sayin' I'm in trouble wit the Government
I'm lovin' it
I shoveled sh-t all my life
And now I'm dumpin' it on
WHITE AMERICA!
I could be one of ya kids
WHITE AMERICA!
Little Eric looks just like this
WHITE AMERICA!
Erica loves my s-hit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
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 I'm catchin' the flack from these activists
When they raggin'
Actin' like I'm the 1st rapper to smack a bitch and say faggot
Sheit,
Just look at me like I'm ya closest pal
A poster child
The muthaf-ckin' spokesman now for
WHITE AMERICA!
I could be one of ya kids
WHITE AMERICA!
Little Eric looks just like this
WHITE AMERICA!
Erica loves my #
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
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 White House
To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker
To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hipocracy
F you Ms. Cheney
F you Tipper Gore
F you with the freeness of speech this divided states of embarrasment Will allow me to have
F You!
Hahaha! I'm just playin' America, you know I love you
People! (people, people)
So come on down
Let's all get on down
Doh si doh now
We gon have a good ol' time
Dont be scerrrd cuz therrr ain't nuttin' to werrr 'bout
Let your hair down
Square dance
Yeah you laugh till your mother#in ass gets drafted
While you're at band camp thinkin the crap can't happen
'Til you # around, get an anthrax napkin
Inside a package wrapped in Saran Wrap wrappin
Open the plastic and then you stand back gaspin
#in assassins, hijackin Amtraks, crashin
All this terror, America demands action
Next thing you know, you've got Uncle Sam's ass askin
to join the Army or what you'll do for their Navy
You just a baby, gettin recruited at eighteen
You're on a plane now, eatin their food and their baked beans
I'm twenty-eight, they gon
take you 'fore they take me
Crazy insane, or insane crazy?
When I say Hussein, you say Shady
My views ain't changed, still inhumane, wait
Arraigned two days late, the date's today, hang me!
So come on down
Let's all get on down
Doh si doh now
We gon have a good ol' time
Dont be scerrrd cuz therrr ain't nuttin' to werrr 'bout
Let your hair down
Square dance
It feels so good to be back! (back, back)
Imagine it pourin�, it's rainin� down on us
Moshpits outside the oval office
Someone�s tryin to tell us something
Maybe this is God just sayin' we're responsible
For this monster - this coward that we have empowered
This is Bin Laden
Look at his head noddin�
How could we allow something like this without pumpin' our fists
Now, this is our final hour
Let me be the voice, and your strength and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify it, times it, and multiply it by sixteen million
People are equal at this high pitch
Maybe we can reach al CIAda through my speech
Let the president answer our high anarchy
Strap him with a AK-47, let him go fight his own war
Let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil
No more psychological warfare to trick us to thinking that we ain�t loyal
If we don�t serve our own country, we�re patronizing our hero
Look in his eyes, its all lies
The stars and stripes, have been swiped
Washed out and wiped and replaced with his own face
Mosh now or die
If I get sniped tonight, you�ll know why
�Cuz I told you to fight
Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength
Come with me, and I wont steer you wrong
Put your faith in your trust, as I guide us through the fog
To the light at the end of the tunnel we gon' fight
We gon' charge, we gon' stomp
We gon' march through the swamp
We gon' mosh through the marsh
Take us right through the doors
Come on
And as we proceed to mosh through this desert storm.. in these closing statements, if they should argue, let us beg to differ.. as we set aside our
differences, and assemble our own army to disarm this weapon of mass destruction that we call our president for the present.. and mosh for the future
of our next generation.. to speak and be heard.. Mr President.. Mr Senator..