Ooh, ooh Do you ever think about me? Do you ever cry yourself to sleep? In the middle of the night when you're awake Are you calling out for me? Do you
If I told you a secret you won't tell a soul Will you hold it and keep it alive 'Cause it's burning a hole and I can't get to sleep And I can't live alone
Keeping up appearances, keeping up with the Jones' Fooling my selfish heart, going through the motions But I'm fooling myself, I'm fooling myself 'Cause
[parody of "Whole Lotta Love" by Led Zeppelin] Wanna whole lotta lunch! Wanna whole lotta lunch! Wanna whole lotta lunch! Wanna whole lotta lunch! Way
Wanna whole lotta lunch! Way down inside! Wanna whole lotta lunch! Woman, you need Wanna whole lotta lunch! Wanna whole lotta lunch! LUNCH!
Hey, look at the hooks On your pants makes you wanna dance I say, yeah yeah, I say, yeah yeah There ain't never a catch, all you got to do is snatch Do
Let's play musical chairs one of my favorite games Especially now that you and I have traded place You walk around in shoes that don't fit for a change
Well, you shoot me glances And they're so hard to read I misconstrue what you mean Slip me a napkin and now that you start Is this your name or a doctor
State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext sin still plays and preaches but to have an empty court, uh huh and the signs are passin, grip the
Fear falls hard like rain again Washing over me You say nothing will ever change What do I believe? You fall deep inside again Nothing left to see Weakness
off stage right and drop the mic Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like "Sup ladies, my name's Slim Shady. I'm the lead singer in D12 baby" They're
Eminem:] So I changed huh? You got a phone, pick it up, call me [Chorus: Eminem] How come we dont even talk no more And you dont even call no more We
all over the controls smackin three marshall mathers CDs at poles--Buyin skulls tapin them to J Bass he just wants to think about the D12 project--todays
[Chorus: Eminem] This kinda music Use it and you get in to do shit Whenever you hear some shit And you can't refuse this Just some shit For these kids
Your mother, you fuckin faggot La da da, da da da, da da (repeated) Aiyo, this next song is dedicated to the memory of Erik Shrody Rest in peace,
real' Candy rain ass nigga you got a deal now you rappin You don't know us, faggot ass mother fuckers Give money to all my real niggas Obie Trice, D12
[Chorus: Eminem] My words are weapons I use 'em to crush my opponents My words are weapons I never show no emotion My words are weapons I use 'em to
All right, huh! I work hard every day Come rain or shine Don't need nobody To tell about a girl of mine She's got so much love She saved it all for me
