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My favourite team of all time is the New Jersey Devils
I hate the toronto maple leafs they suck
My favourite sports is obviously hockey no other sport comes close to be as good or better. My favourite saying has to be "dont let your big shot slip between your fingers" by eminem.
I have brown hair and brown eyes i go to barton highschool home of the barons. Our hockey is unstopabble they went to montreal and just cuz they got their but kicked doesnt mean they are easily beaten lol.
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Wednesday, July 07, 2004
GOOD LUCK CANADA IN THE WORLD CUP OF HOCKEY AND HOPEFULLY WE WILL MAKE IT TO TORONTO TO SEE YOU WIN GOLD
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World Cup of Hockey 2004 Schedule |
| Date |
Venue, City |
Matchup |
| Mon., Aug. 30 |
Hartwall Arena, Helsinki |
CZE vs. FIN |
| Tues., Aug. 31 |
Globe Arena, Stockholm |
GER vs. SWE |
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Bell Centre, Montreal |
CAN vs. USA |
| Wed., Sept. 1 |
Globe Arena, Stockholm |
CZE vs. SWE |
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Bell Centre, Montreal |
CAN vs. SVK |
| Thurs., Sept. 2 |
Cologne Arena, Cologne |
FIN vs. GER |
| |
Xcel Energy Center, St. Paul |
USA vs. RUS |
| Fri., Sept. 3 |
Sazka Arena, Prague |
GER vs. CZE |
| |
Xcel Energy Center, St. Paul |
USA vs. SVK |
| Sat., Sept. 4 |
Hartwall Arena, Helsinki |
SWE vs. FIN |
| |
Air Canada Centre, Toronto |
CAN vs. RUS |
| Sun., Sept. 5 |
Air Canada Centre, Toronto |
RUS vs. SVK |
| Mon., Sept. 6 |
QUARTERFINAL
Home Arena of E1 |
E1 vs. E4 |
| Tues., Sept. 7 |
QUARTERFINAL
Home Arena of E2 |
E2 vs. E3 |
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QUARTERFINAL
Xcel Energy Center, St. Paul |
NA1 vs. NA4 or
NA2 vs. NA3 |
| Wed., Sept. 8 |
QUARTERFINAL
Air Canada Centre, Toronto |
NA1 vs. NA4 or
NA2 vs. NA3 |
| Fri., Sept. 10 |
SEMIFINAL
Xcel Energy Center, St. Paul |
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| Sat., Sept. 11 |
SEMIFINAL
Air Canada Centre, Toronto |
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| Tues., Sept. 14 |
CHAMPIONSHIP
Air Canada Centre, Toronto |
Posted at 09:22 pm by njd2004
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TEAM CANADAS LINEUP FOR THE WORLD CUP OF HOCKEY
| Player |
S/C |
Ht. |
Wt. |
Birthdate |
Hometown |
2003-04 Team |
| Goaltenders |
| Ed Belfour |
L/G |
5' 11" |
202 |
04/21/65 |
Carman, MB |
Toronto Maple Leafs |
| Martin Brodeur |
L/G |
6' 2" |
210 |
05/06/72 |
Montreal, QC |
New Jersey Devils |
| Roberto Luongo |
L/G |
6 3" |
205 |
04/04/79 |
Montreal, QC |
Florida Panthers |
| Defence |
| Rob Blake |
R/D |
6' 4" |
225 |
12/10/69 |
Simcoe, ON |
Colorado Avalanche |
| Eric Brewer |
L/G |
6' 3" |
220 |
04/17/79 |
Kamloops, BC |
Edmonton Oilers |
| Adam Foote |
R/D |
6' 2" |
220 |
07/10/71 |
Whitby, ON |
Colorado Avalanche |
| Ed Jovanovski |
L/G |
6' 2" |
210 |
06/26/76 |
Windsor, ON |
Vancouver Canucks |
| Scott Niedermayer |
L/G |
6' 1" |
200 |
08/31/73 |
Windsor, ON |
New Jersey Devils |
| Chris Pronger |
L/G |
6' 6" |
218 |
10/10/74 |
Dryden, ON |
St. Louis Blues |
| Wade Redden |
L/G |
6 2" |
212 |
06/12/77 |
Lloydminster, SK |
Ottawa Senators |
| Robyn Regehr |
L/G |
6 3" |
226 |
04/19/80 |
Rosthern, SK |
Calgary Flames |
| Forwards |
| Shane Doan |
R/D |
6 2" |
216 |
10/10/76 |
Halkirk, AB |
Phoenix Coyotes |
| Kris Draper |
L/G |
5 10" |
190 |
05/24/71 |
Toronto, ON |
Detroit Red Wings |
| Simon Gagnι |
L/G |
6' 0" |
195 |
02/29/80 |
Ste-Foy, QC |
Philadelphia Flyers |
| Dany Heatley |
L/G |
6 3" |
215 |
01/21/81 |
Calgary, AB |
Atlanta Thrashers |
| Jarome Iginla |
R/D |
6' 1" |
208 |
07/01/77 |
Edmonton, AB |
Calgary Flames |
| Mario Lemieux |
R/D |
6' 4" |
230 |
10/05/65 |
Montreal, QC |
Pittsburgh Penguins |
| Kirk Maltby |
R/D |
60" |
200 |
12/22/72 |
Guelph, ON |
Detroit Red Wings |
| Patrick Marleau |
L/G |
6 2" |
220 |
09/15/79 |
Aneroid, SK |
San Jose Sharks |
| Brenden Morrow |
L/G |
5 11" |
210 |
01/16/79 |
Carlyle, SK |
Dallas Stars |
| Brad Richards |
L/G |
6 1" |
198 |
05/02/80 |
Murray Harbour, PEI |
Tampa Bay Lightning |
| Joe Sakic |
L/G |
5' 11" |
195 |
07/07/69 |
Burnaby, BC |
Colorado Avalanche |
| Ryan Smyth |
L/G |
6' 1" |
190 |
02/21/76 |
Banff, AB |
Edmonton Oilers |
| Martin St. Louis |
L/G |
5 9" |
185 |
06/18/75 |
Laval, QC |
Tampa Bay Lightning |
| Joe Thornton |
L/G |
6 4" |
223 |
07/02/79 |
St. Thomas, ON |
Boston Bruins |
| Steve Yzerman |
R/D |
5' 11" |
185 |
05/09/65 |
Nepean, ON |
Detroit Red Wings |
Posted at 09:00 pm by njd2004
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Below is a bunch of songs that i like so check them out if you want
not all of it is songs though
Posted at 12:24 pm by njd2004
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(It's okay, it's okay. I'm gonna make it anyway.)
Sometimes I just feel like
Quittin I still might
Why do I put up this fight?
Why do I still write?
Sometimes it's hard enough steal from the real life
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skill's like
But I'm still white
Sometimes I just hate life
Somethin ain't right
Hit the breaklights
In case of the stage fright
Draw on the blank light
(Uhh, But if I fall, It ain't my fault, Breakin eyeballs, My insides crawl)
And I clam up (SMASH!)
I just slam shut
I just can't do it
My whole manhood's just been stripped
I've just been ripped
So I must been dipped
Or the bustin split
Man fuck this shit yo
I'm goin the fuck home
Rollin my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Rd.
(Chorus)
I'm a man
I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to stand up and travel new land
Time for me to just to take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man
I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Rd.)
And I'm gone
I don't like where I'm goin
Sorry mama I've grown
I must travel alone
Ain't no followin no footsteps
I'm makin my own
Only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Rd.
Walkin these traintracks
Tryin to regain back the spirit I have
'Fore I go back to the same crap (SMASH!)
To the same plant
And the same pants
Tryin to chase rap
Gotta move A.S.A.P.
Get a new plan
Mama's got a new man
Poor little baby sister
She don't understand
Sits in front of the TV, bury's her nose in the pad
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors her big brother, her mother, and dad
Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad
Sometimes I get upset
Cuz I ain't blew up yet
It's like I grew up, but I aint grownin two nuts yet
Don't gotta rap my step
Don't got enough pep
The pressure's too much man
I'm just tryin to do what's best
And I try
Sit alone and I cry
Yo I won't tell a lie
Not a moment goes by
That I don't pray to the sky
Please I'm beggin you God
Please don't let me be pigeon holdin on regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me hommie
Wherever you are
Yo I'm tellin you dog
I'm bailin this trailor tomorrow
Tell my mother I love her
Kiss baby sister goodbye
Say whenever you need me baby
I'm never too far
But yo, I gotta get out there
The only way I know
And I'ma do that for you
On the second that I blow
On everything I own
I'll make it on my own
Off to work I go
Back to this 8 Mile Rd.
(Chorus)
Ya gotta live it to feel it
If you didn't you wouldn't get it
We'll see what the big deal is
Why it wasn't, it still is
To be walkin this border line of Detroit city's limit
It's different, it's a certain significant certificate of authenticity
You'd never even see
But it's everything to me
It's my credibility
You've never seen, heard, smell, or met an MC
Who's incredible and on the same pedistool as me
But check
Still unsigned
Havin a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friend's who kick dumb rhymes
Go to work
And servin MC's in the lunch line
But when it come's crunch time
Where do my punch lines go?
Who must I show?
To bust my flow?
Where must I go?
Who must I know?
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Cuz I ain't havin no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlit
I'm startin to doubt shit
I'm feelin a little scepticle
Of who I hang out with
I look like a bum
Yo my clothes ain't about shit
At the Salvation Army
Tryin to salvage and outfit
And it's cold
Tryin to travel this road
Plus I feel like I'm only stuck in this battlin mode
My defenses are so up
And one thing I don't want
Is pity from no one
The city is no fun
There is no sun
And it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apart
Being torn in my limbs
By each one of my friends
Enough to just make me wanna jump outta my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot
Sometimes I just know not what I'm doin
I just blow
My head is a stove top
I just explode
The kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid I don't got
But I've learned
It's time for me to U-Turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burnt
Ain't no fallin
No next time
Imeet a new girl
I can no longer play stupid
Or be immature
I've got every ingredient
All I need is the courage
Like I already got to beat
All I need is the words
Got the urge
Suddenly its a search
Suddenly a new verse of energy has occured
Time to show these free world leaders
Three in the third
I am no longer scared now
I'm free as a bird
And I turn and cross over
The median curb
Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur on 8 mile rd.
(Chorus)
Posted at 12:16 pm by njd2004
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Chorus: Repeat 2X
I dont know why this world keep turning
Round and Round
But I wish it would stop, and let me off right now
Yes man
As the World Turns
We all experience things in life
Trials and Tribulations
That we all must go through
When someone wants to test us
When someone tries our patience
[Eminem]
I hang with a bunch of hippies
and wacky tobacco planters
Who swallow lit roaches
and light up like jack-o-lanterns
Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts
Cuz we're dope as fuck and only get a 2 in the source
They never should've booted me out of reform school
Deformed fool,takin a shit in a warm pool
They threw me out the Ramada Inn
I said it wasn't me, I got a twin (Oh my god its you! Not again!)
It all started when my mother took my bike away
Cuz I murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave
After that, It was straight to the 40 ouncers
Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors
Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman
Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin
And all the other kids said Eminem's a dishead,
He'll never last, the only class he'll pass is phys ed
May be true, till I told this bitch in gym class
That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Slim Fast (Who Me?)
Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big Tanny's and stepped on Jenny Craig
She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig
Put me in the headlock, then I thought of my guinea pig
I felt the evilness and started transformin (RARRRR!)
It began storming, I heard a bunch of cheering fans swarming
Grabbed that bitch by her hair
Drug her across the ground
And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
Sorry coach, its too late to tell me stop
While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop
Chorus
As the World Turns
These are the days of our lives
These are the things that we must go through
Day by day
[Eminem]
We drive around in million dollar sports cars
While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards
Outsiders, and we suing the courts
Cuz we dope as fuck and only get a 2 in The Source
Hypercondriac, hanging out at the laundromat
Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blondes be at
Dressed like a sailor, standin by a pale of garbage
Its almost dark and I'm still tryna nail a trailor park bitch
I met a slut and said "What up, its nice to meet ya"
I'd like to treat ya to a Faygo and a slice of pizza
But I'm broke as fuck and I don't get paid till the first of next month
But if you care to join me, I was bout to roll this next blunt
But I aint got no weed, no phillies, or no papers
Plus I'm a rapist and a repeated prison escapist
So gimme all your money
And don't try nothin funny
Cuz you know your stinkin ass is too fat to try to outrun me
I went to grab my gun
Thats when her ass put it on me
Wit an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry
I fell through the glass doors
Started causin a scene
Then slid across the floor and flew right into a washin machine
Jumped up with a broken back
Thank god I was smokin crack all day
And doped up off coke and smack
All I wanted to do was rape the bitch and snatch her purse
Now I wanna kill her
But so I gotta catch her first
Ran through Rally's parkin lot and took a shortcut
Saw the house she ran up in
And shot her fuckin porch up
Kicked the door down to murder this divorced slut
Looked around the room
Thats when I seen the bedroom door shut
I know you're in there bitch! I got my gun cocked!
You might as well come out now
She said "Come in, its unlocked!"
I walked in and all I smelled was Liz Claiborne
And seen her spread across the bed naked watchin gay porn
She said "Come her big boy, lets get acquainted"
I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it
She came at me at full speed, nothin could stop her
I shot her five times and every bullet bounced off her
I started to beg "No, please let go"
But she swallowed my fuckin leg whole like an egg roll
With one leg left, now I'm hoppin around crippled
I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple
Just trying to buy me some time, then I remembered this magic trick
Den Den Den Den Den Den, Go go gadget dick!
Whipped that shit out, and aint no doubt about it
It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage
I shouted "Now bitch, lets see who gets the best!"
Stuffed that shit in crooked and fucked that fat slut to death (Ahh!! Ahhh!)
Come here bitch!
Come here!
Take this motherfuckin dick!
Bitch, come here!
Chorus to fade
And as we go along
Throughout the days of our lives
We all face small obstacles and challenges everyday
That we must go through
These are the things that surround us through our atmosphere
Every day
Every single day the world keeps turning
Posted at 12:10 pm by njd2004
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Way I am, Eminem
Whatever..
yo dre just let it run..Turn the beat up a lil bit
aye yo this song if for anyone fuck it just shut up and listen aye yo
I sit back with the pack of zig zags and this bag of this weed it gives me
the shit needed to be the most meanest MC
On this earth and sence birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
and just blirk it's bazerk and bizare shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension despensin me
sentence is gettin the stress that's been eatin me recently off of this
chest and I rest again peacefully
But at least have the decency in you to leave me alone when you freaks see
me out in the street when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and
speak to me
I don't know you and no i don't owe you a mutha' fuckin thing I'm not
Mr.N'SYNC I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly I can be a
prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty
No patients is in me and if you offend me I'm lifting you ten feet
In the air I don't care who was there and who saw me destroy you I'll call
you a lawyer file you a law suite I'll smile in the court room and buy you a
wardsrobe I'm tired of arguin'
I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be it's just me
Chorus:
And I am whatever you say i am
If i wasnt then why would i say i am?
In the Papers, the news, everyday i am
Radio wont even play my jam
And I am whatever you say i am
If i wasnt then why would i say i am?
In the Papers, the news, everyday i am
I dont know thats just the way i am.
Sometimes i just feel like my father i hate to be bothered with all of this
nonsense its constant 'Oh its his lyrical content the song guilty conscience has
gotten such rotten responses' and all of this conterversy circles me and it
seems the the media immediatly points a finger at me so i point one back at them
but not the index or pinky or the ring or the thumb its the one you put up when
u dont give a fuck when you wont just put up wit the bullshit they pull cause
they full of shit too when a dudes gettin bullied and shoos up the school and
they blame it on marylin and the heroine where were the parents at? and look
where its at? Middle America Now its a tradegy now its so sad to see, an Upper
class city, havin this happenin then attack Emine cause i rap this way? but im
glad cause they feed me the fuel that i need for the fire and its burning and
burnin and i have return
Chorus:
And I am whatever you say i am
If i wasnt then why would i say i am?
In the Papers, the news, everyday i am
Radio wont even play my jam
And I am whatever you say i am
If i wasnt then why would i say i am?
In the Papers, the news, everyday i am
I dont know thats just the way i am.
Im so sick and tired of being admired that i wished that i would just die or get
fired and drop from my label and stop wit the fables im not gunna be able to top
a 'My Name is' and pigeon hold in to some poppy sensation its caught me
roatating on rock 'n' roll stations and i just do not got the patience to deal
with these cocky Cau Casions who think im some wigger who tries to be black
cause i talk wit an accient and grab on my ball so they always keep askin the
same fuckin questions 'What school did i go to what hood i grew up in' the why
the who what and the where and the how till im grabbin my hair and im tearing it
cause they drivin me crazy i cant take it im racin im pacing i stand then i sit
and im thankful for every fan that i get but i cant take a shit in the bathroom
without someone standing by it "You know i wont sign your autograh you can call
me and asshole im glad!"
Chorus:
And I am whatever you say i am
If i wasnt then why would i say i am?
In the Papers, the news, everyday i am
Radio wont even play my jam
And I am whatever you say i am
If i wasnt then why would i say i am?
In the Papers, the news, everyday i am
I dont know thats just the way i am.
Posted at 12:03 pm by njd2004
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[Verse #1]
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...
[Chorus:]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
[Verse #2]
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!
[Chorus]
[Verse #3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can
[Chorus]
[Chorus Without Beat]
[Instrumental]
Posted at 11:58 am by njd2004
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Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
Yo, His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's chokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy
No, he won't have it , he knows his whole back city's ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap city
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
[Chorus:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo,
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better,
His soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortom
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water
These ho's don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose its old partner, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
[Chorus:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo, you better
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cause man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Makai Pfeiffer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter-totter caught up between trying to be a father and a pre-madonna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not or not this may be the only opportunity that I got
[Chorus:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better,
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
Posted at 11:44 am by njd2004
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Tuesday, July 06, 2004
Say GoodBye To HollyWood By: EMINEM
Sayin' goodbye, I'm sayin' good bye to Hollywood
Sayin' goodbye, I'm sayin' good bye to Hollywood
Sayin' goodbye, I'm sayin' good bye to Hollywood
Sayin' goodbye, I'm sayin' good bye to Hollywood
(Hollywood why do I feel this way?)
Verse 1
I thought I had it all figured out, I did, I thought I was tough enough to stick it out with Kim
but I wasn't tough enough, to juggle two things at once, I found myself layin' on my knees in cuffs
which should've been a reason enough, for me to get my stuff and just leave. How come I couldn't see this shit myself?
it's just me, nobody couldn't see the shit I felt, knowin' damn well she wasn't gonna be there when I fell
to catch me, the minute shit was heated, she just bailed, I'm standin' here swingin' like thirty people by myself
I couldn't even see the millimeter when it fell, turned around saw Gary stashin' the heater in his belt
saw the bouncers rush him and beat him to the ground, I just sold two million records, I don't need to go to jail
I'm not about to lose my freedom over no female, I need to slow down, get my feet on solid ground
so for now I'm...
Verse 2
I, bury my face in comic books, cus I don't want to look at nothin', this world's too much, I've swallowed all I could
If I could swallow a bottle of Tylenol I would, and end it for good, just say goodbye to Hollywood
I probably should, these problems are piling all at once, cus everything that bothers me, I got it bottled up
I think I'm bottomin' out, but I'm not about to give up, I gotta get up, thank God, I got a little girl
and I'm a responsible father, so not a lot of good, I'd be to my daughter, layin' in the bottom of the mud
must be in my blood cus I don't know how I do it, all I know is I don't want to follow in the footsteps
of my dad, cus I hate him so bad, the worst fear that I had was growin' up to be like his fuckin' ass
man if you could understand why I am the way that I am, what do I say to my fans
when I tell 'em (I'm)...
Verse 3
I don't wanna quit, but shit, I feel like this is it, for me to have this much appeal like this is sick
this is not a game, this fame, in real life this is sick, publicity stunt my ass, conceal my fuckin' dick
fuck the guns, I'm done, I'll never look at Gats, if I scrap, I'll scrap like I ain't never whupped some ass
I love my fans, but no one ever puts a grasp on the fact, I've sacrificed everything I have
I never dreamt I'd get to the level that I'm at, this is wack, this is more than I ever coulda asked
everywhere I go, a hat, a sweater hood, or mask, what about math, how come I wasn't ever good at that?
It's like the boy in the bubble, who never could adapt, I'm trapped, if I could go back, I never woulda rapped
I sold my soul to the devil, I'll never get it back, I just wanna leave this game with level head intact
Imagine goin' from bein' a no one to seein', everything blow up and all you did was just grow up mcing
It's fuckin' crazy, cus all I wanted was to give Hailie the life I never had, but instead I forced us to live alienated
so I'm sayin'...
(Outro)
Goodbye
Goodbye Hollywood (Goodbye)
Please don't cry for me (It's been real)
When I'm gone for good (This shit is not for me)
Goodbye
Goodbye Hollywood (I'm not a fuckin' star)
Please don't cry for me (No way)
When I'm gone for good (I'm goin' back home)
Posted at 08:58 pm by njd2004
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