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[Eminem - Intro]

Ayo, I know it’s been a minute

But were back!!!

It’s the return of the Dozen Muthaf-ckers

Lets goooo

[Hook - Eminem]

Fame, fame, fame

I think it’s got me going crazy, ooo-ooooh

I getting lost in this game, game, game

I’m getting tired of all you naysayers, ooo-ooooh

Keep speakin’ my name, name, name

And you’ll have reason to hate me

Yeaaaah

Its like you dont want me to win

So this time i’m going in

[Verse 1]

This the life of a rah

Jager-meister and vodka

Hopping off at the club’s balcony into the crowd surfing

And when they drop me, I’m randomly socking fans

During my interviews, hocky masks, left the journalists on her ass

I’m high off Speed, driving my car at high speed

Pocket full of weed while lesbians swollow E

In the studio ignant, my engineer gon’ call police

I feel asleep on the sound board, aint did a song for weeks

And it’s ? all up in my head, giving thanks for grateful dead

Bussing in the air with 30 bitches up in my bed

I’m kickin’ em out naked, and its December

N-ggas ask me why I did it, but f-ck it I can’t remember

[Hook - Eminem]

[Verse 2]

Them boys are wildin’

Drinkin’, cussin’ and hyper smilin’

Been ridin’ for days, tour bus look like Rikers Island

Henny, Jack Daniels, spray painting a die hard fan

Little cocker spaniel, fresh outta the damn zoo

Man you, better be concious I’m backstage living it up

With a couple of sluts feeling nauseous, drinking

It’s been a couple of days since I’ve slept

My dick is sore from f-cking, when I bust there’s nothing left

Just Dozen, back on the stage

Give me my microphone

Scrapping with the audience while we perform hyper songs

Our label presented us with a plaque

Brought it on stage, and bash it to pieces with aluminum bats, thanks!

Now which one of you bitches down for the cause

Yeah I said my dick is sore but I aint say shit about my balls

Last call, then we off to the next city

Whatever I didn’t drink on my rider, bag it up and take the rest with me

[Hook]

[Eminem]

Yeah this game has got me going crazy

F-ck it I am crazy

Whats new, what kind of f-cking glue you think I’d be if I was glue

We lost Proof, he was our groups glue but where was you when we were fallin’ apart?

You were shittin on us too

But no one but us knew we were beefing cause thats what happens

When you beef with crew, it stays in your crew

Cause its just crew, but were back now

Yeah we took our time but we punched through

Only thing were in a hurry for now is to rush you

And we back to say shit you dont got the guts or the nuts too

Pussy, go pick your pussy leaves off your cunt tree, f-ck you

Atchooo, bless you

I’m allergic to pussy, sluts too

Yeah you think you’re the shit till we flush you

Have some bullshit to readjust to

Now theres just a few of us left but it’d be unjust to rob us our just dues

So Rest In Peace to Bugz and Proof, this ones for you homies we love you

But we can’t stop now we’d have too much of our blood drew from this fame

[Hook]

Eminem и D12 - Fame – текст


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