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 please forgive me for I know not I do
I just never had the to ever meet you
Therefore I did not that I would grow to be
My mother's seed and do these evil deeds

had a baby and it's head popped off
(head popped off, head popped off, popped off, head popped off, head popped off)
My momma want me, the next thing I know I'm gettin' dropped off
(gettin' dropped off, gettin' dropped off, dropped off, gettin' dropped off)
Ring ring, on the door bell and the next door neighbors on their front porch
(their front porch, their front porch, their porch, their front porch)
But didn't want me neither so they left me on someone elses lawn
(elses lawn, elses lawn, lawn)
Till somebody finally took me in, my great aunt, uncle 'n Charles
(Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles, 'n Charles)
They the ones who were left in charge
My elementary gang up on me and sang this song
(sang this song, sang this song, sang song, sang this song)
It went a little something mary had a little lamb, little 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, everythings predominantly
white, predominantly black
But what me, where does that leave me
Well I guess that I'm between both of 'em
I think if I hear that fuckin' word again scream
While I'm vomiting, what do I look like, a comedian to you?
Do you think I'm kidding?
What do I look like some kind of a minute, shit, don't answer that
Why am I so
Why do I go so much bullshit, it sucks bullshit,
Woe is me, there goes poor Marshall
Whining about his millions and his mansion and his sorrow always drownin' in
From the dad he never had, and how his was so bad
And how his mom was a addict, and his ex-wife 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 little rich white bastard
Needs to take of that cash out the bank and take a bath in it

Evil deeds, while I plant these seeds
Please release me these deamons
I never had any of this planned ma, please believe
I don't wanna be Satan's spawn, never got the to say I'm sorry
Now look at all the I caused
This Santa Clause, why you not comin' year again
What did I do that was so bad to deserve
Everything could have so perfect
But life a fairytale, I'm about to be hoist up in the air
Forty below me, there's people everywhere
I don't even know what it like, they know me 'cause I'm in this ferris wheel
And all i wanna do is go to the and take hailie on the carousel
Without this crowd everywhere I go, but is like a merry-go-round
Here we go now, doe see doe now, curtains up, the show go now
around the rosie, the shows over, you can all go home now
But the curtain just don't for me, this ain't how fame is supposed to be
Where's the switch I could just 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
Till I pass 50 the baton, the camera's on, myself is gone

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