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Love Me
作詞：Curtis Jackson, Steve King, Marshall Mathers, Luis Edgardo Resto, Obie Trice
You don't see me in the hood
It's cause I'm doing this man
Nigga's I'm still grinding here
I'm still hearing those sirens
I'm still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's mine and my mic's on
And my time is none because I'm writing more
And I ain't here to meet a soul in this business
I'm here to eat, speak until these hoes feel this
And I can't let y'all derail me man
I got young Coby, homie, you gotta let go of Obie
'Cause Obie be back on, we get them cracks going on
And that yak going on, soon as a nigga touch down back from tour
It's whateva, put that on the cheddar man
But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Ivene time
Chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out
This is it my niggas, this what we boast about
Now I'm here, so shut your motherfucking mouth
And show me love bitch
I just wanna love for the rest of my life
(I don't love you bitch)
I wanna hold you in the morn
Hold you through the night
I just wanna love for the rest of my life
(We wanna love alchohol, we wanna love guns)
I wanna hold you in the morn
(We wanna love money)
Hold you through the night
(We don't wanna love the bitches though)
There's a certain mistique when I speak
That you notice that's sort of unique
'Cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep
And I'm still matic, the way I flow to this beat
You cant sit still, it's like tryin' to smoke crack
And go to sleep, I'm strap, just knowing any minute I could snap
I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped
I bully these rappers so bad lyrically
It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry
It ain't even money, you cant pay me enough
For you to play me, it's cock-amanie
You just ain't zanie enough to rock with shady
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My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clocks koo-koo
I got screws loose, yeah, the whole kitten-kaboodel
I'm just brutal, there's no room and I'm Numiro Uno
Assuming there's no humor in it, no more you know
I'm rollin' with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
You better love me bitch
I just wanna love for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morn
Hold you through the night
(And all the bitches say)
I just wanna love for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morning
Wanna hold you through the night
My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name
If it ain't about the flow
Its about the stones and the chain
If I was you, I love me too
I roll like a boss, 9-11 po, same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't gonna front, I thrown R-Kelly with this shit
Let me find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch
Nigga's eatin' popcorn, right rewinding the tape
Now shorty momma in the precent hollerin' rape
I'm convinced man, something really wrong with these hoes
I thought Lil' Kim was hot 'til she started fucking with her nose
Used listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet
Then the bitch put out a cd that didn't have no beat
That poor De Angelo, he determined not to fail
That nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell
My back shots to help Ashanti hit them high notes
And Big Ben taught Charlie a bit more then deep throat
I just wanna love for the rest of my life
(I love the burnish, the monies, the bunnies)
I wanna hold you in the morn
(I just wanna hold you)
Hold you through the night
I just wanna love for the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the morn
(I just wanna love you)
Hold you through the night
(Yeah)
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