[00:00.00] 作词 : Eminem/K. Abdul Rahman/L. Rodrigues/PRANAM INJETI/E. Alcock/D. Tanenbaum
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Eminem/K. Abdul Rahman/L. Rodrigues/PRANAM INJETI/E. Alcock/D. Tanenbaum
[00:25.82]Yeah, can't stop now...
[00:29.24]This maybe the last chance I get, to be famous
[00:31.93]
[00:33.22]You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces
[00:38.21]You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
[00:43.82]Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenceless
[00:49.70]There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes
[00:53.29]I just wanna be famous
[00:54.79]But be careful what you wish for!
[00:58.00]
[00:58.11]I stuck my d**k in this game like a rapist, they call me Slim Rothelsberger
[01:02.07]I get beserker than a fed up postal worker
[01:04.89]A murker with a mossberg, I'm pissed off, get murdered
[01:07.74]Like someone took a ketchup s****ter, s****ted a frankfurter
[01:10.70]For a gangsta, you should have shit your pants when you saw
[01:13.31]The chainsaw get to waving like a terrible dial
[01:15.95]I faced her around when his fangs come out, get your brains blown out
[01:19.06]That's what I call blowing your mind, when I come back like ?? your spine
[01:22.73]I'm a thumbtac that you slept on son
[01:24.79]Now here I come screaming "attack" like I stepped on one!
[01:27.63]Lowering the totem til' he showed 'em, defiance, giant s*****m
[01:30.54]He don't owe them ****ers shit, his bridges, he out wrote 'em
[01:33.58]He's so out cold, he's knocked out at the south pole and
[01:36.32]Nobody ****s with him, rigamortis and post-mortem
[01:39.25]He's dying of boredom, take your best rhymes, record 'em
[01:41.94]Then try to thwart him, he'll take your punchlines and snort 'em
[01:44.84]**** stained drawers, you gonna **** with the guy that licks the blades of his chainsaws
[01:48.55]While he dips 'em in ? sauce?
[01:50.50]Game's off homie, hang it up like some crank calls
[01:53.29]You think I'm backing down, you must be out your dang skulls!
[01:56.32]I'm almost famous
[01:57.20]
[01:57.31]You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces
[02:02.90]You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
[02:08.66]Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenceless
[02:14.33]There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes
[02:18.93]I just wanna be famous
[02:20.68]But be careful what you wish for!
[02:24.60]
[02:24.84]I'm back for revenge, I lost the battle, that ain't happening again
[02:27.81]I'm at your throat like strep, I step strapped with a pen
[02:30.63]Metaphors wrote on my hand, some are distorting my mem-ory
[02:33.73]Some are wrote on a napkin, do what I have to to win
[02:36.33]Pulling out all stops, any who touch a mic prior
[02:39.45]Is not even Austin Powers, how the **** are they Mike Myers
[02:42.21]And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko 'for
[02:45.28]I take a shit in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch
[02:47.99]Now get off my c**k, **** is too short of a word for my d**k
[02:50.66]Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick!
[02:53.49]Don't call me the champ, call me the space shuttle destroyer
[02:56.45]I just blew up the challenger, matter of fact, I need a lawyer
[02:59.40]I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast
[03:02.29]Beat his ass naked and pee'd in his corner like Verne Troyer
[03:05.24]Ya'll are Eminem backwards, you're menime's
[03:07.82]See he's in a-whole-nother weight class, his slugs your BB's
[03:10.97]Your bean bag bullets, you're full of it, you were dissing his CD's
[03:13.60]Laughed at Infinite, now he's back like someone pissed in his wheeties
[03:16.37]No peace treaty's, he's turned into a beast
[03:18.88]His new Slim Shady EP's got the attention of the might DRE
[03:21.92]He's almost famous
[03:23.00]
[03:23.20]You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces
[03:28.51]You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
[03:34.27]Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenceless
[03:40.12]There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes
[03:44.73]I just wanna be famous
[03:46.37]But be careful what you wish for!
[03:50.50]
[03:50.98]Now there he goes, in Dre's studio, cupping his balls
[03:53.56]Screaming the wood off the panelling, cussing the paint off the walls
[03:56.41]Spewing his hate to these haters, showing no love for these broads
[03:59.24]He ain't giving 'em ****, he's scissor pinch a penny so hard
[04:02.04]He'll leave a bruise on the brawn so dark
[04:04.21]You can see the mark when it scars, til Abraham Lincoln is screaming out "AHHH!"
[04:08.01]His metaphors and similies ain't similar to them not at all
[04:10.59]If they don't like they can all get ****ed, instead of sucking him off
[04:13.48]They can go get a belt or a neck tie, to hang themselves by
[04:16.31]Like David Carridy, they can go **** themselves and just die
[04:19.24]And eat shit while they at it, he's ****ing had it
[04:21.60]He's mad at the whole world, so go to hell and build a snowman, girl
[04:24.99]The bullies become bullied, the p***ies get pushed
[04:27.63]They better pull me, take me back to 9th grade to school me
[04:30.66]Cause I ain't looking back only forward, this whole spot blowing
[04:33.62]Who coulda known he'd grow to be a poet and not know it
[04:36.47]And while I'm being poetic, let me get a stork
[04:38.83]And raise the bar higher than my opinion of these women ?
[04:42.12]So bare witness to some biblical shit
[04:44.48]As the cold wind blowing, this world ain't gonna know what hit it, he did it, he made it, he's finally famous!
[04:50.46]
[04:50.65]
[04:50.81]
[04:50.93]Eminem - Almost Famous
[04:51.13]Maximal r&b - The Freshest & Hottest R&B/ Hip-Hop Music!
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作词 : Eminem/K. Abdul Rahman/L. Rodrigues/PRANAM INJETI/E. Alcock/D. Tanenbaum
作曲 : Eminem/K. Abdul Rahman/L. Rodrigues/PRANAM INJETI/E. Alcock/D. Tanenbaum
Yeah, can't stop now...
This maybe the last chance I get, to be famous
You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenceless
There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes
I just wanna be famous
But be careful what you wish for!
I stuck my d**k in this game like a rapist, they call me Slim Rothelsberger
I get beserker than a fed up postal worker
A murker with a mossberg, I'm pissed off, get murdered
Like someone took a ketchup s****ter, s****ted a frankfurter
For a gangsta, you should have shit your pants when you saw
The chainsaw get to waving like a terrible dial
I faced her around when his fangs come out, get your brains blown out
That's what I call blowing your mind, when I come back like ?? your spine
I'm a thumbtac that you slept on son
Now here I come screaming "attack" like I stepped on one!
Lowering the totem til' he showed 'em, defiance, giant s*****m
He don't owe them ****ers shit, his bridges, he out wrote 'em
He's so out cold, he's knocked out at the south pole and
Nobody ****s with him, rigamortis and post-mortem
He's dying of boredom, take your best rhymes, record 'em
Then try to thwart him, he'll take your punchlines and snort 'em
**** stained drawers, you gonna **** with the guy that licks the blades of his chainsaws
While he dips 'em in ? sauce?
Game's off homie, hang it up like some crank calls
You think I'm backing down, you must be out your dang skulls!
I'm almost famous
You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenceless
There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes
I just wanna be famous
But be careful what you wish for!
I'm back for revenge, I lost the battle, that ain't happening again
I'm at your throat like strep, I step strapped with a pen
Metaphors wrote on my hand, some are distorting my mem-ory
Some are wrote on a napkin, do what I have to to win
Pulling out all stops, any who touch a mic prior
Is not even Austin Powers, how the **** are they Mike Myers
And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko 'for
I take a shit in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch
Now get off my c**k, **** is too short of a word for my d**k
Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism you prick!
Don't call me the champ, call me the space shuttle destroyer
I just blew up the challenger, matter of fact, I need a lawyer
I just laced my gloves with enough plaster to make a cast
Beat his ass naked and pee'd in his corner like Verne Troyer
Ya'll are Eminem backwards, you're menime's
See he's in a-whole-nother weight class, his slugs your BB's
Your bean bag bullets, you're full of it, you were dissing his CD's
Laughed at Infinite, now he's back like someone pissed in his wheeties
No peace treaty's, he's turned into a beast
His new Slim Shady EP's got the attention of the might DRE
He's almost famous
You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose
Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenceless
There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes
I just wanna be famous
But be careful what you wish for!
Now there he goes, in Dre's studio, cupping his balls
Screaming the wood off the panelling, cussing the paint off the walls
Spewing his hate to these haters, showing no love for these broads
He ain't giving 'em ****, he's scissor pinch a penny so hard
He'll leave a bruise on the brawn so dark
You can see the mark when it scars, til Abraham Lincoln is screaming out "AHHH!"
His metaphors and similies ain't similar to them not at all
If they don't like they can all get ****ed, instead of sucking him off
They can go get a belt or a neck tie, to hang themselves by
Like David Carridy, they can go **** themselves and just die
And eat shit while they at it, he's ****ing had it
He's mad at the whole world, so go to hell and build a snowman, girl
The bullies become bullied, the p***ies get pushed
They better pull me, take me back to 9th grade to school me
Cause I ain't looking back only forward, this whole spot blowing
Who coulda known he'd grow to be a poet and not know it
And while I'm being poetic, let me get a stork
And raise the bar higher than my opinion of these women ?
So bare witness to some biblical shit
As the cold wind blowing, this world ain't gonna know what hit it, he did it, he made it, he's finally famous!

Eminem - Almost Famous
Maximal r&b - The Freshest & Hottest R&B/ Hip-Hop Music!
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