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Love Me
Eminem
w/ Obie Trice, 50 Cent
(Obie Trice)
You don't see me in the hood
it's cause I'm doing this man
(Obie Trice)
Verse 1
Nigga's I'm still grinding, (yeah...)
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,
I'm here to eat, speak until these hoes feel this, (for sure...)
And I ain't here to meet a soul in this business,
and I can't let yall deI got young coby, homie, you gotta let go of Obie
cause Obie be back on, we got them cracks going on
and that yak going on,
soon as a nigga touch down back from tour,
chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out,
It's whateva, put that on the chedda man,
but in the meantime, its Jimmy ivene time,
this is it my niggas this what we boast about,
Now I'm here so shut your motherfucking mouth...
And show me love bitch!
(Obie Trice)
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (I dont love you bitch)
wanna hold you in the morning, (Ha)
hold you through in the night.. (Hahaha)
(Obie Trice)
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (We wanna love alchohol, we wanna love guns,)
wanna hold you in the morning, (we wanna love money)
hold you through in the night.. (Ha) (we dont wanna love bitches though)
(Eminem)
Verse 2
that you notice that its order unique,
There's a cirtain mistique when I speak,
cause you know its me, my poetry's deep,
and i'm still matic the way I flow to this beat,
you cant sit still, its 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 aint even funny, I aint even hungry,
it aint even money, you cant pay me enough
for you to play me, it's cockmy noodle is cockyou just aint zanie enough to rock with Shady,
there's no room and i'm numiro uno, assuming,
I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kittenthere's no humor in it, you know
you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass..
i'm rollin with a bowling ball in my bag,
(Em Saying)
you better love me bitch...
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,
wanna hold you in the morning,
wanna hold you in the night..
(Obie Trice)
(and all the bitches say)
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,
wanna hold you in the morning,
wanna hold you in the night..
(50 Cent)
Verse 3
my buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name,
if it aint about the flow,
its about the stones and the chain,
if I were you, i'd love me too,
I roll like a boss, 9I aint gonna front, I thrown Rnigga's eatin popcorn right, rewinding the tape,
let me find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch,
now shorty momma in the precent hollar'in rape,
i'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoe's, (Obie Trice)
I thought lilyou to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet, (Obie Trice)
then the bitch put out a CD that didn't have no beat, (uhthat poor Dethat nigga went buttand Big Ben taught Charlie abit more then deep throat...
my back shots to help Ashyonti hit them high notes,
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (Obie Trice)
wanna hold you in the morning, (I luv'a burnish the monies, the bunnies)
wanna hold you in the night.. (I just wanna hold you
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, (Obie Trice)
wanna hold you in the night..
wanna hold you in the morning, (I just wanna hold you)
(50 Cent)
(YEAH)
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