Fast Lane - Bad Meets Evil

from Royce da 5'9" and Eminem

[Royce Da 5'9":]

First verse, uh

I'm armed 'til I'm on a island

My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot

Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with kindness

I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse

You've been warned if you've been born or if you conform

Slap up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniform

Leave him with' his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on

And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn

Y'all niggas' intellect mad slow, y'all fags know

Claimin' you bangin', you flamin'

Bet you could light your own cigarette with ya asshole

Me and Shady deaded the past, so that basically resurrected my cashflow

I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke

Though I ain't wrapped tight

My blood type's the '80s!

My '90s was like the Navy, you was like the Bradys

You still fly kites daily!

[Eminem:]

Catch me in my Mercedes

Bumpin' "Ice, Ice Baby, " screamin' Shady 'til I die

Like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy

So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze

And you only live it once, so I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice lady

Wait, no, stop me now before I get on a roll (Danish)

Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is, 'cause she's kinda famous

And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this

Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick my penis in your anus!

You morons think that I'm a genius

Really I belong inside a dang insane asylum, came to drive them trailer parks

Crazy, I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby

And that's back with' a capital B with' an exclamation mark, maybe

You should listen when I flip the linguistics

'Cause I'm gonna rip this mystical slick shit

You don't wanna become another victim or statistic of this shit

'Cause after I spit the bullets, I'm a treat these shell casings like a soccer ball

I'm a kick the ballistics! So get this dick, I'm a live this

[Hook:]

Livin' life in the fast lane

Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down

Only got a gallon in the gas tank

But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now

I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride

Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die

I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)

I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)

Royce

[Royce Da 5'9":]

My whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit

At war with' a bottle, this Captain Morgan attacks my organs

My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins

I made a pact with the Devil that says "I'll let you take me

You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpse of Jack Kevorkian"

Go 'back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in

I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down

My tenement, too many now, to send my serenity powers

Spin 'em around, enterin' in the vicinity

[Eminem:]

Now, was called M&M, but he threw away the candy and ate the rapper

Chewed him up (Pt!) and spitted him out

Girl, giddy-up, now get, get down

He's lookin' around this club and it looks like people are havin' a shit fit now

Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t-town

Did I s-st-stutter, motherfucker? Fuck the mall, he shuts

The whole motherfuckin' Walmart d-d-down every time he comes a-r-r-round

And he came to the club tonight with' 5'9″ to hold this bitch down

Like a motherfuckin' chick underwater, he tryna d-dr-drown

Shawty, when you dance, you got me captivated

Just by the way that you keep lickin' them dick suckin' lips, I'm agitated, aggravated

To the point you don't suck my dick, then you're gonna get decapitated

Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head, then I'm have to take it

[Royce Da 5'9":]

And then after takin' that, I'm a catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin'

It's gon' say "The whole rap game passed away" on top of the affadavit

Graduated from master debater slash massive masturbator

To Michael Jackson' activator (Woo!)

Meanin' I'm on fire off the top, might wanna back up the data

Runnin' over hip-hop in a verbal tractor-trailer

Homie, they sick, you can normally ask a hater

Don't it make sense, these shell casings is just like a bag of paper

Drop in the lap of a tax evader (Homie, they spent)

[Eminem:]

Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes

What, girl, I'm the crack-a-lator

Percolator to this party, be my penis ejaculator later

Tell your boyfriend that you just struck paydirt

You rollin' with a player, you won't be exaggeratin' when you say your livin'

[Hook:]

Livin' life in the fast lane

Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down

Only got a gallon in the gas tank

But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now

I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride

Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die

I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)

I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal)

Not Afraid

Not Afraid from Eminem

I’m not afraid (I’m not afraid)
To take a stand (to take a stand)
Everybody (everybody)
Come take my hand (come take my hand)
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just lettin you know that, you’re not alone
Holla if you feel like you’ve been down the same road (same road)

[Intro (during Chorus):]
Yeah, it’s been a ride
I guess I had to, go to that place, to get to this one
Now some of you, might still be in that place
If you’re trying to get out, just follow me
I’ll get you there

You could try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay ‘em
But you won’t take the sting out these words before I say ‘em
Cause ain’t no way I’ma let you stop me from causin mayhem
When I say I’ma do somethin I do it,
I don’t give a damn what you think,
I’m doin this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it’s gassed up, if it thinks it’s stoppin me
I’ma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I’m tearin down your balcony
No if ands or buts, don’t try to ask him why or how can he
From “Infinite” down to the last “Relapse” album
he’s still shittin, whether he’s on salary paid hourly
Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He’s married to the game, like a fuck you for Christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the Earth, he’s got the urge
to pull his dick from the dirt, and fuck the whole universe

[Chorus]

Okay quit playing with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap

I shouldn’t have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it’s a rap

You said you was king, you lied through your teeth, for that

Fuck your feelings, instead of gettin crowned you’re gettin capped

And to the fans, I’ll never let you down again, I’m back

I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact

Let’s be honest, that last “Relapse” CD was ehhh

Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground

Relax, I ain’t goin back to that now

All I’m tryin to say is get back, click-clack, blaow

Cause I ain’t playin around

It’s a game called circle and I don’t know how, I’m way too up to back down

But I think I’m still tryin to figure this crap out

Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn’t, this fuckin black cloud

still follows, me around but it’s time to exorcise these demons

These motherfuckers are doin jumpin jacks now!

[Chorus]

And I just can’t keep living this way

So starting today, I’m breaking out of this cage

I’m standing up, I’ma face my demons

I’m manning up, I’ma hold my ground

I’ve had enough, now I’m so fed up

Time to put my life back together right now! (now)

It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me

Admittedly, I probably did it subliminally

for you, so I could come back a brand new me you helped see me through

And don’t even realize what you did, believe me you

I been through the ringer, but they could do little to the middle finger

I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of

my world, haters can make like bees with no stingers

and drop dead, no more beef flingers

No more drama from now on, I promise

to focus solely on handlin my responsibilities as a father

So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof, like my daughters

and raise it, you couldn’t lift a single shingle on it!

Cause the way I feel, I’m strong enough to go to the club

or the corner pub, and lift the whole liquor counter up

Cause I’m raising the bar

I’d shoot for the moon but I’m too busy gazin at stars

I feel amazing and I’m

“Not Afraid” was written and produced by Eminem, Boi-1da, Jordan Evans and Matthew Burnett; keyboardist Luis Resto was also attributed with songwriting credit. According to Eminem’s manager Paul Rosenberg and music critics, “Not Afraid” carries a positive message and depicts Eminem’s change in direction from drugs and violence. Recording sessions took place at Effigy Studios in Michigan, Encore Studios in California and Boi-1da Studios in Ontario. Brothers Mike and Joe Strange worked with Eminem on mixing and engineering. The hip hop song features a choir that assists Eminem in a heavily layered chorus and vocals are sung over a guitar, synthesizer and piano; no Auto-Tune was used on the sung vocals, but many reverberation tools were.

“Not Afraid” was released as the album’s lead single on April 29, 2010, by Interscope Records. It was first revealed as a single by Eminem via Twitter, after which the song debuted on radio. To promote the single’s release, a freestyle rap, “Despicable”, was released on the Internet and received attention for its tone and lyrical content.”Not Afraid” met with mixed to positive reviews from critics, who praised the song for being anthemic in nature and carrying a positive message. The song did, however, face criticism for its sudden change in theme from previous singles, and was considered to be less affecting than some of his other songs. Despite mixed reception,“Not Afraid” became the sixteenth song in Billboard history to debut on the US Billboard Hot 100 at number one; it also debuted as a chart-topper in Canada. As of August 2011, the song has sold over four million digital copies. “Not Afraid” has earned Eminem MTV Video Music Awards, MTV Video Music Awards Japan, Grammy Awards, Billboard Music Awards and Detroit Music Awards.

Be Proud of Who You Are

Beautiful from Eminem

Lately I've been hard to reach

 I've been too long on my own

 Everybody has their private world

 Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?

 Are you trying to get through?

 Are you reaching out for me?

 I’m reaching out for you

I’m just so fucking depressed

 I just can’t seem to get out this slump

 If I could just get over this hump

 But I need something to pull me out this dump

I took my bruises, took my lumps

 Fell down and I got right back up

 But I need that spark to get psyched back up

 And in order for me to pick the mic back up

I don’t know how or why or when

 I ended up this position I’m in

 I’m starting to feel dissin’ again

 So I decided just to pick this pen

Up and try to make an attempt to vent

 But I just can’t admit

 Or come to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap

 I need a new outlet

And I know some shit’s so hard to swallow

 But I can’t just sit back and wallow

 In my own sorrow but I know one fact

 I’ll be one tough act to follow

One tough act to follow

 I’ll be one tough act to follow

 Here today, gone tomorrow

 But you’d have to walk a thousand miles

In my shoes, just to see

 What it’s like, to be me

 I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes

 Just to see what it’d be like

To feel your pain, you feel mine

 Go inside each others’ minds

 Just to see what we’d find

 Look at shit through each others’ eyes

Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful

 They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

 So don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful

 They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

I think I’m starting to lose my sense of humor

 Everything’s so tense and gloom

 I almost feel like I gotta check

 The temperature of the room

Just as soon as I walk in, it’s like all eyes on me

 And so I try to avoid any eye contact

 ‘Cause if I do that then it opens the door

 For conversation, like I want that

I’m not looking for extra attention

 I just wanna be just like you

 Blend in with the rest of the room

 Maybe just point me to the closest restroom

I don’t need no fucking man servant

 Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass

 Laugh at every single joke I crack

 And half of ‘em ain’t even funny like

Ha! Marshall you’re so funny man

 You should be a comedian, god damn!”

 Unfortunately I am

 I just hide behind the tears of a clown

So why don’t you all sit down

 Listen to the tale I’m about to tell

 Hell, we don’t gotta trade our shoes

 And you ain’t gotta walk no thousand miles

In my shoes, just to see

 What it’s like, to be me

 I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes

 Just to see what it’d be like

To feel your pain, you feel mine

 Go inside each others minds

 Just to see what we’d find

 Look at shit through each others eyes

Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful

 They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

 So don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful

 They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

Nobody asked for life to deal us

 With these bullshit hands we’re dealt

 We gotta take these cards ourselves

 And flip ‘em, don’t expect no help

Now I could’ve either just sat on my ass

 And pissed and moaned

 Or take this situation in which I’m placed in

 And get up and get my own

I was never the type of kid

 To wait by the door and pack his bags

 I sat on the porch and hoped and prayed

 For a dad to show up who never did

I just wanted to fit in

 Every single place, every school I went

 I dreamed of being that cool kid

 Even if it meant acting stupid

And Edna always told me

 Keep making that face and it’ll get stuck like that

 Meanwhile I’m just standing there

 Holding my tongue tryna talk like that

‘Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole

 At 8 years old

 I learned my lesson then

 ‘Cause I wasn’t trying to impress my friends no more

But I already told you my whole life story

 Not just based on my description

 ‘Cause where you see it, from where you’re sittin

 It’s probably 110% different

I guess we would have to walk a mile

 In each others shoes at least

 What size you wear? I wear 10′s

 Let’s see if you can fit your feet

In my shoes, just to see

 What it’s like, to be me

 I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes

 Just to see what it’d be like

To feel your pain, you feel mine

 Go inside each others minds

 Just to see what we’d find

 Look at shit through each others eyes

Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful

 They can all get fucked just stay true to you

 So don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful

 They can all get fucked just stay true to you

So don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful

 They can all get fucked just stay true to you

 So

Lately I’ve been hard to reach

 I’ve been too long on my own

 Everybody has their private world

 Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?

 Are you trying to get through?

 Are you reaching out for me?

 I’m reaching out for you

Yeah, to my babies

 Stay strong, daddy will be home soon

And to the rest of the world

 God gave you shoes to fit you

 So put ‘em on and wear ‘em

 Be yourself man, be proud of who you are

 Even if it sounds corny

 Don’t ever let anyone tell you you ain't beautiful

Space Bound

from Eminem

We touch I feel a rush

We clutch it isn’t much

But it’s enough to make me wonder whats in store for us

It’s lust, it’s torturous

You must be a sorceress ’cause you just

Did the impossible

Gained my trust don’t play games it’ll be dangerous

If you fuck me over

‘Cause if I get burnt imma show you what it’s like to hurt

‘Cause I been treated like dirt before you

And love is “evil”

Spell it backwards I’ll show you

Nobody knows me I’m cold

Walk down this road all alone

It’s no one’s fault but my own

It’s the path I’ve chosen to go

Frozen as snow I show no emotion whatsoever so

Don’t ask me why I have no love for these motherfucking hoes

Bloodsucking succubus, what the fuck is up with this?

I’ve tried in this department but I ain’t had no luck with this

It sucks but it’s exactly what I thought it would be

Like trying to start over

I got a hole in my heart, I’m some kind of emotional rollercoaster

Something I won’t go on ’til you toy with my emotion, so it’s over

It’s like an explosion every time I hold you, I wasn’t joking when I told you

You take my breath away

You’re a supernova… and I’m a

[Chorus:]

I’m a space bound rocket ship and your heart’s the moon

And I’m aiming right at you

Right at you

250 thousand miles on a clear night in June

And I’m aiming right at you

Right at you

Right at you

[Verse 2:]

I do whatever it takes

When I’m with you I get the shakes

My body aches when I ain’t

With you I have zero strength

There’s no limit on how far I would go

No boundaries, no lengths

Why do we say that until we get that person that we thinks

Gonna be that one and then once we get ‘em it’s never the same?

You want them when they don’t want you

Soon as they do feelings change

It’s not a contest and I ain’t on no conquest for no mate

I wasn’t looking but I stumbled onto you must’ve been fate

But so much is at stake what the fuck does it take

Let’s cut to the chase

But a door shuts in your face
Promise me if I cave in and break and leave myself open
That I won’t be making a mistake

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
So after a year and 6 months it’s no longer me that you want
But I love you so much it hurts
Never mistreated you once
I poured my heart out to you
Let down my guard swear to god
I’ll blow my brains in your lap
Lay here and die in your arms
Drop to my knees and I’m pleading
I’m trying to stop you from leaving
You won’t even listen so fuck it
I’m trying to stop you from breathing
I put both hands on your throat
I sit on top of you squeezing
‘Til I snap you neck like a Popsicle stick
Ain’t no possible reason I could think of to let you walk up out this house
And let you live
Tears stream down both of my cheeks
Then I let you just go and just give
And before I put that gun to my temple
I told you this

And I would’ve done anything for you
To show you how much I adored you
But it’s over now
It’s too late to save our love
Just promise me you’ll think of me every time you look up in the sky and see a star ’cause imma

[Chorus:]
I’m a space bound rocket ship and your heart’s the moon
And I’m aiming right at you
Right at you
250 thousand miles on a clear night in June
And I’m so lost without you
Without you
Without you

Love The Way You Lie

from Eminem & Rihanna

[Chorus - Rihanna]
just gonna stand there and watch me burn
that’s alright because i like the way it hurts
just gonna stand there and hear me cry
that’s alright because i love the way you lie
i love the way you lie

[Eminem - Verse 1]
i can’t tell you what it really is
i can only tell you what it feels like
and right now it’s a steel knife in my windpipe
i can’t breathe but i still fight while i can fight
as long as the wrong feels right it’s like i’m in flight
high off of love drunk from my hate
it’s like i’m huffin’ paint and i love it the more i suffer, i suffocate
and right before i’m about to drown, she resuscitates me, she fuckin’ hates me
and i love it, wait, where you goin’?
i’m leavin’ you, no you ain’t come back
we’re runnin’ right back, here we go again
so insane, cause when it’s goin’ good its goin’ great
i’m superman with the wind in his back, she’s Lois Lane
but when its bad its awful, i feel so ashamed i snap
whose that dude? i don’t even know his name
i laid hands on her
i never stoop so low again
i guess i don’t know my own strength

[chorus]

[Eminem - Verse 2]
you ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe
when you with em you meet and neither one of you even know what hit em
got that warm fuzzy feeling
yeah them chills used to get em
now you’re getting fuckin’ sick of lookin’ at em
you swore you’d never hit em, never do nothin’ to hurt em
now you’re in each other’s face spewin’ venom in your words when you spit em
you push pull each other’s hair
scratch claw hit em throw em down pin em
so lost in the moments when you’re in em
it’s the face that’s the culprit, controls ya both,
so they say it’s best to go your seperate ways
guess that they don’t know ya
cause today that was yesterday
yesterday is over, it’s a different day
sound like broken records playin’ over
but you promised her next time you’ll show restraint
you don’t get another chance
life is no nintendo game, but you lied again,
now you get to watch her leave out the window
guess that’s why they call it window pane

[Chorus]

[Eminem - Verse 3]
now i know we said things, did things, that we didn’t mean
and we fall back into the same patterns, same routine
but your temper’s just as bad as mine is, you’re the same as me
when it comes to love you’re just as blinded
baby please come back, it wasn’t you, baby it was me
maybe our relationship isn’t as crazy as it seems
maybe that’s what happens when a tornado meets a volcano
all i know is i love you too much to walk away though
come inside, pick up the bags off the sidewalk
don’t you hear sincerity in my voice when i talk?
told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball
next time i’m pissed ill aim my fist at the drywall
next time there won’t be no next time
i apologize even though i know its lies
i’m tired of the games i just want her back
i know i’m a liar if she ever tries to fuckin’ leave again
i’ma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire

[chorus]

Stan - Eminem

My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can’t see at all
And even if I could it’d all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it’s not so bad,
it’s not so bad..

Chorus: Dido
My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can’t see at all
And even if I could it’d all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it’s not so bad,
it’s not so bad..

1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background
2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after “thunder” noise

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain’t callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got him
There probably was a problem at the post office or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot him
but anyways; fuck it, what’s been up? Man how’s your daughter?
My girlfriend’s pregnant too, I’m bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I’ma call her?
I’ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I’m sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn’t want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I’m your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

{Chorus: Dido

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, you still ain’t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain’t mad – I just think it’s FUCKED UP you don’t answer fans
If you didn’t wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn’t have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That’s my little brother man, he’s only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, “No.”
That’s pretty shitty man – you’re like his fucking idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain’t that mad though, I just don’t like being lied to
Remember when we met in Denver – you said if I’d write you
you would write back – see I’m just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you’re saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put ‘em on
cause I don’t really got shit else so that shit helps when I’m depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It’s like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend’s jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don’t know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don’t know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I’ll be the biggest fan you’ll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan — P.S.
We should be together too

{Chorus: Dido

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Mister-I’m-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this’ll be the last package I ever send your ass
It’s been six months and still no word – I don’t deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on ‘em perfect
So this is my cassette I’m sending you, I hope you hear it
I’m in the car right now, I’m doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, “In the Air of the Night”
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn’t, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That’s kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it’s too late – I’m on a 1000 downers now, I’m drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped ALL of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can’t sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can’t sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can’t BREATHE without me
See Slim; {*screaming*
Shut up bitch! I’m trying to talk!
Hey Slim, that’s my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn’t slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain’t like you
cause if she suffocates she’ll suffer more, and then she’ll die too
Well, gotta go, I’m almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

{Chorus: Dido

[Eminem]
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend’s pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I’m really flattered you would call your daughter that
and here’s an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I’m sorry I didn’t see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don’t think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what’s this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clowning dog,
c’mon – how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what’s this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit’ll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you’ll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I’m glad I inspire you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don’t want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn’t say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn!

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