Encore @ MindSay

Artist: Eminem
Title: Evil Deeds
Album : Encore
Year: 2004

[Intro *Talking*]

Lord please forgive me for what I do… For I know not what I’ve done…

[Chorus]

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do.

I just never had the chance to ever meet you.

Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be

my mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds.

[Verse 1]

Momma had a baby and it’s head popped off. (*Echo*)

My momma didn’t want me, next thing I know I’m getting dropped off. (*Echo*)

Ring ring ring went the next door neighbors door and I’m on they front porch. (*Echo*)

But they didn’t want me neither, so they left me on someone else’s lawn. (*Echo*)

Until somebody finally took me in, my great aunt and uncle Edmond Charles. (*Echo*)

They were the ones who were left in charge.

In elementary the came to me and sang this song. (*Echo*)

It went a little something like this. “Marry had a little lamb. (*Echo*)

Debbie had a Satan spawn. (*Echo*)”

Momma, why do they keep saying this? I just don’t understand.

And by the way, where’s my dad?

[Chorus]

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do.

I just never had the chance to ever meet you.

Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be

my mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds.

[Verse 2]

Predominantly. Predominantly. Everything’s always predominantly.

Predominantly white. Predominantly black.

But what about me? Where does that leave me?

I guess I’m in between predominantly both of ‘em.

I think if I hear that fucking word again I’mma scream.

Wild projectile, vomiting. What do I look like, a comedian to you?

Do you think I’m kidding? Do I look like some kind of idi-

Wait a minute, shit, don’t answer that. Why am I so misunderstood?

Why do I go through so much bullshit, it’s such bullshit, touch this bitch.

Woe is me. There goes poor Marshall again,

whining about his millions and his fortune and

his sorrow he’s always drowning in

and the dad that he never had and how his childhood was so bad

and how mom was a dope addict and his ex how they go at it.

Man, I’d hate to have it as bad as that Mr. Mathers claims he had it.

Man, I can’t imagine it. That little rich poor white bastard needs to

take some of that cash out of the bank and take a bath in it.

Man, if I only had half of it…

You only knew the half of it

[Chorus]

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do.

I just never had the chance to ever meet you.

Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be

my mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds.

[Verse 3]

Evil deeds, while I plant these evil seeds.

Please release me from these evil demons

I never had any of this shit planned, mom, please believe.

I don’t wanna be Satan’s spawn.

Never got the chance to say I’m sorry.

Now look at all the pain I caused.

Santa Clause, why you not comin this year again?

What did I do that was so bad to deserve this?

Everything coulda been so perfect, like life in a fairy tail

I’m bout to be hoist up in the air.

40 feet below me, there’s people everywhere.

I don’t even know what it feel like, cuz they know me. I’m in despair.

All I wanna do is go to the mall and take Hailey on that carousel.

With out this crowd everywhere I go. But life is like a merry-go-round.

Now here we go. Now dosie-do. Now curtains up, the shot must go.

Now ring-around-the rosie. The shows over. You can all go home.

But the curtain just don’t close for me. This ain’t how fame is supposed to be.

Where’s the switch I can just turn off and on? This ain’t what I chose to be.

So please, God, give me the strength to give me what it takes to carry on.

Till I pass 50 back the baton, the camera’s on. My song is gone.

[Chorus]

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do.

I just never had the chance to ever meet you.

Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be

my mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds.

I said father please forgive me for I know not what I do.

I just never had the chance to ever meet you.

Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be

my mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds. (*Echo*)

[Outro]

Oh! Yeah, last one, baby… Let’s go… DETROIT

Artist: Eminem
Title: Mosh
Album : Encore
Year: 2004

[Eminem]

There's not much you could do or say to phase me

People think I'm a little bit crazy

I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Dre-zie'll

Have to step in every once in a while to save me

To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things

Sometimes I forget what other people just may think

A lot of rappers finally wouldn't know how to take me

If they heard some shit, I'd lay the tape 'fore they erase me

I maybe a little too fast paced and racy

Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me twenty times

cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I'm goin too fast cuz my mind is racing

And I could give a fuck what category you place me

Long as when I'm pushing up daisies and gone

As long as you place me amongst one of them greats

When I hit the heavenly gates I'll be cool beside Jay-Z

For every single die hard fan who embraced me

I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave me

And I'm thankful for the environment that he placed me

Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me

In the neighborhood daily, they jumped and chased me

It only made me what I am today, see

Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me

You ain't gonna make or break me

Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G

You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening

Cuz sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me

And when you face me with all the shit you've been saving to say to me

You had all this time to think about it

Now don't pussy out and try to wimp out, face me

Cuz I've been patiently waiting for the day

That we finally meet in the same place to see

[Chorus x2] [Nate Dogg]

No matter how many battles I been in and won

No matter how many magazines on my nuts

No matter how many emcees I end up

Ooh ooh, it's never enough

[50 Cent]

My flow's untouchable now you gotta face it

Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics

You go say the wrong shit and get your face split

The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it

The spot my talk, it blaze a direct hit

Graze it, your peace talk, save it

You shit sounds dated, you're overrated

I'm obligated to study your moves then crush you mutherfuckers

If I'm the best and the worst, then God's gift is a curse

Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention boy?

I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss it

To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic

My music is a drug, press play, you ain't gotta sniff it

Chew it or pop it, roll a bag of the chocolate

Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it

When it's hot, it's hot

Your hatin' is undeniable, stop it

[Chorus x2]