Luyện nghe bài hát Curtains Up / Evil Deeds

Up (Encore Version)

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

Evil

Lord forgive me for what I do
For I know not what I've

Father please me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever you
Therefore I did not know that I would to be
My mother's evil seed and do these evil

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

Predominantly, predominantly, everythings always
Predominantly white, black
But what about me, where that leave me
Well I guess that I'm predominantly both of 'em
I if I hear that fuckin' word again I'mma scream
While I'm projectile vomiting, do I look like, a comedian to you?
Do you think that I'm
What do I look like some kind of idi-wait a minute, shit, don't that
Why am I so
Why do I go so much bullshit, it sucks bullshit,
Woe is me, there poor Marshall again
Whining about his millions and his mansion and his sorrow always drownin' in
From the dad he had, and how his childhood 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. Mathers 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, I plant these evil seeds
Please release me these deamons
I had any of this shit planned ma, please believe
I don't wanna be Satan's spawn, got the chance to say I'm sorry
Now at all the pain I caused
Santa Clause, why you not comin' this year again
What did I do was so bad to deserve this
Everything could been so perfect
But life a fairytale, I'm about to be hoist up in the air
Forty feet below me, there's people
I don't even know what it feel like, they know me 'cause I'm in ferris wheel
And all i wanna do is go to the mall and take on the carousel
Without this crowd I go, but life is like a merry-go-round
Here we go now, doe see doe now, up, the show must go now
around the rosie, the shows over, you can all go home now
But the curtain just don't close for me, this ain't how fame is to be
Where's the switch I just turn off and on, this ain't what I chose to be
So god, give me the strength to have what it takes to carry on
Till I 50 back the baton, the camera's on, myself is gone

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