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: Eminem
: Syllables
: dilik_23
3924 2010-12-30 01:54:02
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Eminem - Syllables , lyrics


It is not about lyrics anymore
Its about a hot beat and catchy hook

If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it
Then so be it, cause now theres these kids
Jeez, dont give a shit bout lyrics
All they wanna hear is a beat and thats it
Long as they can go to the club and get blitzed
Pick up some chicks and get some digits
And the DJs playin them hits
Oh, this my jam, this my shit!
We dont know a word to a verse, all we know is the chorus
Cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us!
And the songs ginormous, the whole formula switched
Cause we dont know anymore what are hits
Is it the beat? Is it the rap?
Is it a fingersnap or the same 808 clap?
And how do we adapt and get TRL votes
When 13-year-olds control the remotes?
And Assis got a brand new nose?
We gotta put some new emphasis on the syl-lal-ables


If the emphasis on a compact disc
Isnt a beat, then Im gon feature Em and get rich
And let Dre mix the shit, and drive off in the Range Rove
Cause everywhere I go, they love the blang-blang flow
Bang, bang, look at the way my chain glow
The ring on my fing cost ya main lotta dough
The fuck am I bustin my brain fo?
Its just the way the game go, oh, it takes two to tango
You call this a lame flow? You bought the shit
I guess you to blame, too, I just found the angle
Theres no more reality flows
Im tryna time my album droppin wit a reality show
Cock the MAC-11 front of Hot 97
And call my publicist, tell her We in press heaven
No one gives a shit except
Some kids that just got into sex on the Internet
So you want the chat room, or the house in Malibu
Em, your emphasis is on the wrong syl-lal-ables

(Dr. Dre)

They said 30′s the new 20, funny
Must mean 40′s the new 30, interesting
Cause ever since then its been, in a sense, an extension
For veteran rappers that are better than half of
The shit comin out right now, its all trash
This torch is gonna burn out before it gets passed
Jay said its his last, then 50 and Em
Then what? Detox drops, what do we got them?
So now our whole camps is runnin around
Scramblin over what to do
Gamblin every time we put a record out, just lookin for that hook
(Wait, Dre, look!)


(Wait Dre look)
Shorty, I love you
And you love me too
We were meant to be
Cause shorty you love me
And I love you too
And I promise Ill be true to you

(50 Cent)

Go shawty, its your birthday
You made it just in time to hear my wordplay
Its that kid that fit flows who used to flip Os
I run G for days, you should see how I get hoes
Im international, I get my dick licked round the globe
Im sick right in the shows, when ridin on low-lows
Puffin on cocoa, my bitch in Manolos
Dont with the do-dos, thats slang for dumb hoes
Im playin, I aint got time to joke-joke
You fuck around, you could get your ass smoked
Look, this not a game, me, B? I aint playin
Beep behind me planned, so you here anyway
You dont hear what Im sayin, me fin-ne-ne-nay
Fi-fi-de-de-day, just give me my check and Ill be on my way
Sunny, bunny, money and funny
You aint even listenin and I just took your money

(Stat Quo)

There once was a time everywhere you turned
Shady/Aftermath was all you heard
But they 50 sang too much and Em got soft
And they say Dre just fell the fuck off
Well, fuck the fuck off, saw yall eat salt
Be mad, we back, fresh up out of the vault
New syl-lal-ables, eat ball, you fuckos
Yo house, yo bitch, Im gettin sucked off
East, south, midwest, even up north
Fallin victim to wack spittin, bring out the white chalk
All for the gingerbread, we get it and get lost
Catch me if you can, Im runnin past while yall walk


Shady made me for bringin it back
Fore the history of rap is gone with a

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