Luyện nghe bài hát Curtains Up / Evil Deeds

Up (Encore Version)

on?
Yo, is the mic on?
Check, check,
Alright, do it
Let's go, on
(Eminem, Eminem, Eminem)

Evil

Lord forgive me for what I do
For I know not what done

Father forgive me for I know not what I do
I just had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I grow to be
My mother's evil seed and do these deeds

Momma had a baby and it's head off
(head popped off, head popped off, head off, head popped off, head popped off)
My momma don't want me, the next thing I know I'm dropped off
(gettin' dropped off, gettin' off, gettin' dropped off, gettin' dropped off)
Ring ring ring, on the door bell and the door neighbors on their front porch
(their porch, their front porch, their front porch, their front porch)
But didn't want me neither so they left me on someone elses lawn
(elses lawn, elses lawn, lawn)
Till finally took me in, my great aunt, uncle Edna 'n Charles
(Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles, 'n Charles)
They were the ones who left in charge
My elementary they gang up on me and sang this
(sang this song, sang this song, sang song, sang this song)
It went a little something like mary had a little lamb, lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan
Momma why do keep saying this I just dont understand, understand
And by the way, my dad?

Predominantly, predominantly, always predominantly
white, predominantly black
But what about me, where that leave me
Well I that I'm between predominantly both of 'em
I think if I hear that fuckin' word I'mma scream
I'm projectile vomiting, what do I look like, a comedian to you?
Do you think that I'm
What do I look like kind of idi-wait a minute, shit, don't answer that
Why am I so
Why do I go through so much bullshit, it bullshit,
Woe is me, there goes poor Marshall
Whining his millions and his mansion and his sorrow he's always drownin' in
the dad he never had, and how his childhood was so bad
And how his mom was a dope addict, and his how they go at it
Man I'd hate to have it, as bad as that Mr. claims he had it
I can't imagine it, that rich poor white bastard
Needs to take some of that cash out the bank and take a in it

Evil deeds, while I plant these evil
Please release me these deamons
I had any of this shit planned ma, please believe
I don't wanna be Satan's spawn, never got the to say I'm sorry
Now at all the pain I caused
This Santa Clause, why you not this year again
What did I do that was so bad to this
Everything have been so perfect
But life ain't a fairytale, I'm to be hoist up in the air
Forty feet below me, there's everywhere
I don't even know it feel like, they know me 'cause I'm in this ferris wheel
And all i wanna do is go to the mall and take on the carousel
this crowd everywhere I go, but life is like a merry-go-round
Here we go now, doe see doe now, curtains up, the show go now
Ring the rosie, the shows over, you can all go home now
But the just don't close for me, this ain't how fame is supposed to be
Where's the I could just turn off and on, this ain't what I chose to be
So please god, give me the to have what it takes to carry on
I pass 50 back the baton, the camera's on, myself is gone

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