Letras de Eminem (unas cuantas)
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Eminem 8 mile Sometimes i just feel like, quittin i still might 
 Why do i put up this fight, why do i still write
 Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life
 Sometimes i wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
 And show these people what my level of skill's like
 But i'm still white, sometimes i just hate life
 Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights
 Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
 Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
 Great then i falls, my insides crawl
 And i clam up (wham) i just slam shut
 I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
 Just been stripped, i have just been vicked
 So i must then get, off the bus then slip
 Man fuck this shit yo, i'm goin the fuck home
 World on my shoulders as i run back to this 8 mile road
 [chorus]
 I'm a man, i'ma make a new plan
 Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
 Time to really just take matters into my own hands
 Once i'm over these tracks man i'ma never look back
 (8 mile road) and i'm gone, i know right where i'm goin
 Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone
 And go follow the footsteps i'm makin my own
 Only way that i know how to escape from this 8 mile road
 [eminem]
 I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back
 The spirit i had 'fore i go back to the same crap
 To the same plant, and the same pants
 Tryin to chase rap, gotta move asap
 And get a new plan, momma's got a new man
 Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
 Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad
 And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
 While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
 Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
 Wish i could be the daddy that neither one of us had
 But i keep runnin from somethin i never wanted so bad!
 Sometimes i get upset, cause i ain't blew up yet
 It's like i grew up, but i ain't grow me two nuts yet
 Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
 The pressure's too much man, i'm just tryin to do what's best
 And i try, sit alone and i cry
 Yo i won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
 That i don't pray to the sky, please i'm beggin you god
 Please don't let me be bitchin holdin no regular job
 Yo i hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
 Yo i'm tellin you dawg i'm bailin this trailer tomorrow
 Tell my mother i love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
 Say whenever you need me baby, i'm never too far
 But yo i gotta get out there, the only way i know
 And i'ma be back for you, the second that i blow
 On everything i own, i'll make it on my own
 Off to work i go, back to this 8 mile road
 [chorus]
 [eminem]
 You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it
 Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest
 To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits
 It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate
 Of authenticity, you'd never even see
 But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
 You never seen heard smelled or met a real mc
 Who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me
 But yet i'm still unsigned, havin a rough time
 Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
 Go to work and serve mc's in the lunchline
 But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
 Who must i show, to bust my flow
 Where must i go, who must i know
 Or am i just another crab in the bucket
 Cause i ain't havin no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it
 Maybe i need a new outlet, i'm startin to doubt shit
 I'm feelin a little skeptical who i hang out with
 I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit
 If the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit
 And it's cold, tryin to travel this road
 Plus i feel like i'm on stuck in this battlin mode
 My defenses are so up, but one thing i don't want
 Is pity from no one, the city is no fun
 There is no sun, and it's so dark
 Sometimes i feel like i'm just bein pulled apart
 I'm torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends
 It's enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin
 Sometimes i feel like a robot, sometimes i just know not
 What i'm doin i just blow, my head is a stove top
 I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
 Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that i don't got
 But i've learned, it's time for me to u-turn
 Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
 Ain't no fallin no next time i meet a new girl
 I can no longer play stupid or be immature
 I got every ingredient, all i need is the courage
 Like i already got the beat, all i need is the words
 Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
 Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured
 Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
 I am no longer scared now, i'm free as a bird
 Then i turn and cross over the median curb
 Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 mile road.Eminem Criminal A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questionsA lot of people think 
 that.. what I say on recordsor what I talk about on a record,
 that I actually do in real lifeor that I believe in itOr if I say that,
 I wanna kill somebody, that.. I'm actually gonna do itor
 that I believe in itWell, shit.. if you believe thatthen I'll kill youYou
 know why?Cuz I'm aCRIMINALCRIMINALYou god damn
 rightI'm a CRIMINALYeah, I'm a CRIMINAL[Eminem]My words are like a dagger with a jagged edgeThat'll stab you in the headwhether you're a fag or lezOr the
 homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vestPants or dress - hate fags?
 The answer's "yes"Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobicStarin at my jeans,
 watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!)
 That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of emThey belong in my scrotum,
 you'll never get hold of emHey, it's me, VersaceWhoops, somebody shot me!
 And I was just checkin the mailGet it? Checkin the 'male'?
 How many records you expectin to sellafter your second LP sends you directly to jail?
 C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay menRight, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!)
 Please Lord, this boy needs JesusHeal this child, help us destroy these demonsOh,
 and please send me a brand new carand a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospitalPreacher preacher,
 fifth grade teacherYou can't reach me,
 my mom can't neitherYou can't teach me a goddamn thing causeI watch TV,
 and Comcast cable and you ain't able to stop these thoughts
 You can't stop me from toppin these charts
 And you can't stop me from droppin each Marchwith a brand new cd for these fuckin retardsDuhhh,
 and to think, it's just little ol' meMr. "Don't Give A Fuck," still won't leave[Chorus]
 Eminem (repeat 2X)I'm a CRIMINALCuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think
 it's a crimeto tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINALbut I don't gotta say
 a word, I just flip emthe birdand keep goin, I don't take shit from no one[Eminem]My mother did drugs -
 tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speedThe baby came out - disfigured,
 ligaments indeedIt was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as sheDon't dare
 make fun of that baby cause that baby was meI'm a CRIMINAL -
 an animal caged who turned crazedBut how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you weren't raised?
 So as I got older and I got a lot tallerMy dick shrunk smaller,
 but my balls got largerI drink malt liquor to fuck you up quickerthan you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word
 ...My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral Sex
 in his Oval Office on top of his deskOff of his own employee
 Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid meYou can't miss me,
 I'm white, blonde-haired and my nose is pointyI'm the bad guy who
 makes fun of people that die in plane crashes and laughsAs long as it ain't happened to himSlim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em-inem and Kim combined - *kch* the maniac's inReplacin the doctor
 cause Dre couldn't make it todayHe's a little under the weather,
 so I'm takin his place(Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an
 AK to his faceDon't make me kill him too and spray his brains
 all over the placeI told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put awayEminem Lose Yourself Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity 
 to seize everything you ever wanted
 One moment
 would you capture it or just let it slip?
 His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
 there'ss vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
 he's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
 to drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
 what he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
 he opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
 he's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
 the clocks run out, times up over, bloah!
 snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity
 oh, there goes rabbit, he choked
 hes so mad, but he wont give up that
 is he? no
 he wont have it , he knows his whole back citys ropes
 it dont matter, hes dope
 he knows that, but hes broke
 hes so stacked that he knows
 when he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its
 back to the lab again yo
 this whole rap shit
 he better go capture this moment and hope it dont pass him
 Hook:
 You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
 you own it, you better never let it go
 you only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
 this opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
 The souls escaping, through this hole that its gaping
 this world is mine for the taking
 make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
 a normal life is borin, but superstardoms close to post mortar
 it only grows harder, only grows hotter
 he blows us all over these hoes is all on him
 coast to coast shows, hes know as the globetrotter
 lonely roads, god only knows
 hes grown farther from home, hes no father
 he goes home and barely knows his own daughter
 but hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
 His bosses dont want him no mo, hes cold product
 They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
 he nose dove and sold nada
 so the soap opera is told and unfolds
 i suppose its old potna, but the beat goes on
 da da dum da dum da da
 Hook
 No more games, ima change what you call rage
 tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
 i was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
 i been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
 but i kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
 best believe somebodys payin the pied piper
 all the pain inside amplified by the fact
 that i cant get by with my 9 to 5
 and i cant provide the right type of life for my family
 cuz man, these goddam food stamps dont buy diapers
 and its no movie, theres no mekhi phifer, this is my life
 and these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
 tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
 see dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
 baby mama drama screamin on and
 too much for me to wanna
 stay in one spot, another jam or not
 has gotten me to the point, i'm like a snail
 i've got to formulate a plot fore i end up in jail or shot
 success is my only mothafuckin option, failures not
 mom, i love you, but this trail has got to go
 i cannot grow old in salems lot
 so here i go is my shot.
 feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that i got
 Hook
 You can do anything you set your mind to, manEminem Beautiful I'm just so fucking depressed 
 i just cant seem to get out this slump
 if i could just get over this hump but
 i need something to pull me out this dump
 i took my bruises took my lumps fell down and i got right back up
 but i need that spark to get psyched
 back up and in order for me to pick the mic back up
 i dont know how or why or when I ended up this position im in
 I'm started to feel dissin again so i decided just to pick this pen
 up and try to make an attempt to vent but i just cant admit
 or come to grips the fact that i may be done
 with rap I need a new outlet
 and i know some shits so hard to swallow but
 i cant just sit back and wallow
 in my own sorrow but i know one fact ill
 be one tough act to follow
 one tough act to follow I'll be one tough act to follow
 here today gone tomorrow
 but you'd have to walk a thousand miles[Chorus] 
 in my shoes, just to see
 what its like, to be me
 ill be you, lets trade shoes
 just to see what id be like
 to feel your pain, you feel mine
 go inside eachothers minds
 just to see what we'd find
 look at shit through eachothers eyes
 it dont matter saying you aint beautiful
 they can all get fucked just stay true to you
 dont matter saying you aint beautiful
 they can all get fucked just stay true to you[Eminem] 
 I think im starting to lose my sense
 of humor everythings so tense and gloom
 i almost fee like i gotta check the temperature of the room
 just as soon as i walk in I'ts like all eyes on me
 i try to avoid any contact
 cuz if i do that then it opens the door for conversation
 like i want that
 im not looking for extra attention i just want
 to be just like you
 blend in with the rest of the room maybe just
 point me to the closest restroom
 i dont need no fucking man servant tryin ta follow
 me around and try to wipe my ass
 laugh at every single joke i crack and half of
 them aint even funny like hahhhhh
 "marshall your so funny man you should be a comedian god damn"
 unfortunately i am i just hide behind the tears of a clown
 so why dont you all sit downn
 listen to the tale that im about to tell
 hell we dont gotta trade our shoes
 and you dont gotta walk no thousand milesChorus: 
 in my shoes, just to see
 what its like, to be me
 ill be you, lets trade shoes
 just to see what id be like
 to feel your pain, you feel mine
 go inside eachothers minds
 just to see what we'd find
 look at shit through eachothers eyes
 it dont matter saying you aint beautiful
 they can all get fucked just stay true to you
 dont matter saying you aint beautiful
 they can all get fucked just stay true to youuuuu[Eminem] 
 nobody asked for life to deal us with these bullshit hands we're dealt
 we gotta take these cards ourselves and flip em dont expect no help
 now i could have either just stayed at home sit on my ass and pissed and moaned
 or take this situation with which im placed
 in and get up and kick my own
 i was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags
 and sat on the porch and hope and prayed for a
 dad to show up who never did
 i just wanted to fit in in every single place every school i went
 i dreamed of being that cool kid even if it meant acting stupid
 and edna always told me keep making that face
 and it'll get stuck like that
 meanwhile im just standing there holding
 my tongue trynwa twalk like dwis
 then i stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old
 i learned my lesson then cuz
 i wasn't trying to impress my friends no more
 but i already told you my whole life story not
 just based on my description
 cuz where you see it from where your sittin
 its probably 110% different
 i guess we would have to walk a mile in eachother
 shoes at least
 what size you wear? i wear tens lets see if you can fit your feetChorus: 
 in my shoes, just to see
 what its like, to be me
 ill be you, lets trade shoes
 just to see what itd be like
 to feel your pain, you feel mine
 go inside eachothers minds
 just to see what we'd find
 look at shit through eachothers eyes
 it dont matter saying you aint beautiful
 they can all get fucked just stay true to you
 dont matter saying you aint beautiful
 they can all get fucked just stay true to you
 so
 it dont matter saying you aint beautiful
 they can all get fucked just stay true to you
 so em:
 yeah
 to my babies
 stay strong
 daddy will be home soon
 and to the rest of the world
 god gave you shoes to fit you
 so put em on and wear them
 be yourself man
 be proud of who you are
 and even if it sounds corny
 dont ever let anyone tell you you ain't beautifulEminem Hip-Hop Songs for the bump, songs for the street 
 Niggas know the kinda tone when I'm on the beat
 'cause if the rumbababum all in ya Jeep
 These people know what I do with the empty seat[Bizarre] 
 Hip Hop hip that's the way of life
 Ya think ya nice? Then go grab the mic
 Let me tell you my story, 'cause everybody got one
 Grabbed a pen and pad and startin' to jot somethin'
 Always told myself, that I would never be losin'
 Man I ain't had no hood, my mother was always movin' (damn!)
 From Detroit to Texas, Texas to Detroit
 Goddamn mama, what's the point?
 So I would go in my room, and pack my little bags
 Jump in the truck, with my step dad
 When I was 10 years old, I started to feel the hunger
 Got a little older metaphors got stronger
 And me my rap partner wasn't seein' eye to eye
 So we picked up and started a group with some other guys
 This is Hip Hop, Hip man I won't stop
 Yo Big Boi (what up?), gimme a beat boxHip Hop Hip Hop 
 Hip Hop
 Hip Hop
 Hip HopChorus [Bizarre] 
 From the Hip Hop Shop to Maurice Malone
 10 years later, I'm still in the zone
 7 Mile off Runyon where a star was born
 United we stand, divided we swore
 And hell yeah, I lived in my car
 Bitch I was homeless I would have slept in a jar
 And Dirty Management, I wish y'all the best
 But me and my niggas we had to do what's best
 To lose the mess
 All the taxes and accounts
 Checks started to bounce we couldn't buy a ounce
 And now that we platinum, they diss our name
 Like we won't go to the car and get them thangs
 And beef, sometimes you don't have a choice
 To the fight with Whitey Ford to the beef with Royce
 To the Ja Rules, Benzinos and the niggas in the club
 To the E-Dubs and niggas that you ain't heard of
 And man, I don't know how to use a gun
 But I'll learn quick if the fuckin' beef comeHip Hop Hip Hop 
 Hip Hop
 Hip Hop
 Hip HopChorus [Eminem] 
 Man I thought this was supposed to be hip hop hip hop
 I'd rather be fishin' in flip flops flip flops
 Or cross over to country like Kid Rock did, I
 can't see no country singers beefin' over some guitar riff
 That Willie Nelson lifted from Bob Seger
 When I was younger I was so eager to have a gun
 I would do the same, I couldn't wait to get to the shooting range
 Me and my man goofy Gary would just try to let off some steaaaammmmm
 Motherfuckers laughin' 'cause I couldn't aim
 So I pulled the fuckin' target closer and just shoot the thang
 I used to have this theory, keep 3 bullets in the gun
 It was a mandatory year up here in Michigan
 For each bullet if you got no CCW license
 I tried to apply for one, they said it'd take 5-6 months
 What the fuck am I supposed to do mean time when rivals come
 Hide that son of a bitch in the glove box or inside the trunk
 Now, back to what my 3 bullet theory was
 I'm triple platinum I ain't tryna catch no murder one
 Figured I'd shoot to wound probably miss with at least one
 But them other two gon' fuck his shoulder and his knee cap up
 Them I'ma say self defense how come I had the gun
 Was because I was at the range on the way back from
 This dude approached me on some bullshit
 I get a year from each bullet at the most as opposed to havin' a full clip in that
 That was my idiotic logic it was basically for safety
 But it gave me power and it made me crazy
 And psychotic I just got retarded, once I got up and gotta
 It was empty the night I got caught with it
 What the fuck man I thought this was supposed to be...Hip Hop Hip Hop 
 Hip Hop
 Hip Hop
 Hip HopChorus Eminem Here We Go Girl I think you just might of tried to pull a 
 motherfuckin' fast one; I'm mad
 You just hurt my goddamn feeling and that was the last
 one I had
 Does this look like an arcade, tryna play games, see
 this saw blade
 See this silhouette of a stalker in your walkway, better
 cooperate
 Or get suateed and rotisseried while you're hog-tied
 MC's get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle
 when I walk by
 Call stuntin' on that ass like a fuckin' fall guy
 I don't gas my Mercedes at the mid man, I treat it like
 a
 Cuz it will turn into a gremlin, and run over kids, women
 and men
 Vrnn Vrnn, motor so big you can fit a midget in his engine
 Bitch gimme them digits while you cringin'
 Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin will I spend spend
 Even ten cents on you since when
 Did you think it'll cost me a pretty penny
 Shiit, if I think a penny's pretty, just imagine how
 beautiful a quarter is to me
 Eenie-meenie-miney-mo, catch an eskimo by his toe
 While he's tryna roll a snowball
 But, don't make him lose his cool, if he hollers better
 let him go y'all![Chorus] 
 Do you love me?
 Now here we go, go go![Verse 2] 
 Get up baby, get a move on, like a U-Haul
 You can rack your brain like pool balls
 Who woulda ever think of this shit, yeah honey you called?
 Well here I come, have a (??) on a beat I reek it
 Evil, I see, hear, and speak it
 Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
 Put your eggs in the same basket
 You can count every motherfuckin' chicken before it hatches
 Cuz you can bet your ass that, we gon' get it crackin'
 Like the Kraken in Titans when they clashin'
 Get your brains bashed in so bad you're gon' have Kurt
 Kobain askin'
 To autograph a bloodstained napkin
 Unfashionable and 'bout as rational as a rash on a fag's
 asshole
 Now let's take that line run it up the flagpole
 With Elton, see if he's cool with it (kh)
 Don't stand there and look stupid at me
 Bitch I ain't in the mood for this shit
 Get my dick Google it, til it pops up
 Y'all just so motherfuckin' full of shit that you stopped up
 Me I'm always shittin' diarrhea outta mouth
 Til your speakers crap out, pfft, huh what?
 Girl you got a hot butt, like a lit cigarette
 (J-Jrrga what) But you won't get a hot fudge sundae
 From me so don't strut my way, slut because...[Chorus] 
 Do You love me
 Now here we go, go go![Verse 3] 
 And now that I got your panties in a bunch and your bowels
 in an uproar
 Imma show you why I came so you stop asking me what the
 fuck for
 Now look you little slut, cunt whore, I know you want more
 Bitch it's time to put the fuckin' math back into Mathers
 cuz I'm a fuckin' [problem], run boy
 Every flow got it mastered, so every last word that you
 fuckin' fags heard
 Straight from the bitches ass, yeah in other words I'm a
 bas(turd)
 Lookin' at me like I killed Kenny, gas in the tank, yeah
 still plenty
 No morals are instilled in me so remorse, I really don't
 feel any
 Eat your heart out Hannibal, understandable
 Why you're jealous, fuckin' animal, I got cannibal
 now can you hoe
 "Shady I don't understand your flow", understand my flow
 Bitch I flow like Troy (??) hair boy
 Don't you dare try to follow or compare boy
 I'm raw, you ain't even medium rare, stay the fuck outta
 my hair boy
 You can look, you can stare and point, but you can't touch,
 don't you [(??)]
 I don't get it man is there a void, all this weak shit,
 what am I steroids?
 Well bitch I'm back, with some shit for that ass
 And your trunk, elephant, [hemorrhoids]
 And remember boys...[Chorus] 
 Do you love me?
 Now here we go, go go!Thank you for coming out! 
 Hope you enjoyed the show!
 Until next time... haha
 Peace!Eminem Not Afraid I'm not afraid to take a stand 
 Everybody come take my hand
 We'll walk this road together, through the storm
 Whatever weather, cold or warm
 Just let you know that, you're not alone
 Holla if you feel that you've been down the same roadYeah, It's been a ride 
 I guess I had to go to that place to get to this one
 Now some of you might still be in that place
 If you're trying to get out, just follow me
 I'll get you thereYou can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em 
 But you won't take this thing out these words before I say 'em
 Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me from causing mayhem
 When I say 'em or do something I do it, I don't give a damn
 What you think, I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world
 Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if a thing's stopping me
 I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
 And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony
 No if ands or buts don't try to ask him why or how can he
 From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still shit and
 Whether he's on salary, paid hourly
 Until he bows out or he shit's his bowels out of him
 Whichever comes first, for better or worse
 He's married to the game, like a fuck you for Christmas
 His gift is a curse, forget the earth he's got the urge
 To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the universeI'm not afraid to take a stand 
 Everybody come take my hand
 We'll walk this road together, through the storm
 Whatever weather, cold or warm
 Just let you know that, you're not alone
 Holla if you feel that you've been down the same roadOk quit playin' with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap 
 I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap
 You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
 For that fuck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped
 And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back
 I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
 Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was "ehhhh"
 Perhaps I ran them accents into the groundRelax, I ain't going back to that now 
 All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
 Cause I ain't playin' around
 There's a game called circle and I don't know how
 I'm way too up to back down
 But I think I'm still tryna figure this crap out
 Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't
 This fucking black cloud's still follow's me around
 But it's time to exercise these demons
 These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!I'm not afraid to take a stand 
 Everybody come take my hand
 We'll walk this road together, through the storm
 Whatever weather, cold or warm
 Just let you know that, you're not alone
 Holla if you feel that you've been down the same roadAnd I just can't keep living this way 
 So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage
 I'm standing up, Imma face my demons
 I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground
 I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
 Time to put my life back together right nowIt was my decision to get clean, I did it for me 
 Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you
 So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through
 And don't even realize what you did, believe me you
 I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger
 I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of
 My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead
 No more beef fingers, no more drama from now on, I promise
 To focus soley on handling my responsibility's as a father
 So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it
 You couldn't lift a single shingle lonely
 Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club
 Put a ??? and lift the whole liquor counter up
 Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon
 But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing andI'm not afraid to take a stand 
 Everybody come take my hand
 We'll walk this road together, through the storm
 Whatever weather, cold or warm
 Just let you know that, you're not alone
 Holla if you feel that you've been down the same roadBueno, ire poniendo mas... Salu2 Fuente: Musica.com