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soldier--Eminem,featuring 50 Cent and G-Unit
[50 Cent] Yeah,niggas salute me Yo Shawtie How many you want? [Man] 3 fours [50 Cent] Aight,go in the store and come out the car I got you Shawtie,Shawtie,come here for a second You see anybody go by this garbage can or anything? [Man] What?! [50 Cent] My shit is missing [Man] The fuck is you talking about? [50 Cent[ You see anybody go over there? [Man] The niggas over there,son [50 Cent] Oh they was,huh? You sure that's them? [Man] Yeah [50 Cent] Aight,aight nigga Go on,get outta here Shawtie I'ma stay and handle this shit
(Gun Shots)
[Chorus] Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! I started my own gang Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! I started my own gang Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit!
[50 Cent] It's a fact homie, eagles don't fly in flocks But the eagles I got own sixteen shots Like beefin', homie I ain't sayin' a word I'll run up on your punk ass squeezing the bird Now what New York niggas know about country grammar Not much, but we know how to bang them hammers When I pull out that thing, you better break yourself Or win a trip to ICU, and you can take yourself If you lucky motherfucker, I'm solider I told ya Push ya shit back, put my knife through ya six pack Gat bust, adrenaline rush, blowin' the dust Five point O, burnin' the cluth, while I'm burnin' the dutch You thought them other niggas was hot, I'm turnin' it up This the blueprint, nigga are you learnin' or what You done told me you respect me, now tell me I'm the nicest Admit it nigga, I'm a mid-life crisis
[Chorus] Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - (I'm on your heels nigga!) G-Unit! I started my own gang Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - (You slip up,you gon' throw up) G-Unit! (I might need somebody,nigga) Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! (Ain't no hating on me) I started my own gang (Can't stop me nigga) Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - (G-Unit soldier) G-Unit! (It's not my plan,it's God's plan!) (Llyod Banks - It's like...)
[Eminem] Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, Never was a gangsta, till I graduated to one And got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin' Took the image of a thug, kept shit appealin' willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death, never live to regret what I said when you're me, people just wanna see, if it's true, if it's you, what you say in your raps, what you do so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill, when they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real in confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel you're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed if you feel it, kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it Bein' reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies, I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze...
[Chorus] Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - (I'm on your heels nigga!) G-Unit! I started my own gang Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - (You slip up,you gon' throw up) G-Unit! (I might need somebody,nigga) Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! (Ain't no hating on me) I started my own gang (Can't stop me nigga) Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - (G-Unit soldier) G-Unit! (It's not my plan,it's God's plan!) (Llyod Banks - It's like...)
[Lloyd Banks] It's like niggas rate the respect of who gat bigger Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before that fat nigga Henny's make dollars, and dollars make death threats I'm doin' remixes to bulletproof the Lex next Duck nigga, everdays war I'm heavy on sports, to my draw like NBA's store Don't make me send the piece at you I'll have your man walk around with another rest in peace tattoo Look creampuff, you can get killed here Nigga you ain't invincible, even Superman in a wheel chair I've always been a picky man, but I ain't a flowered star So I'mma fuck all fifty fans Look, whether you like it or not, right in ya spot All in your grill, wearin' the crown, airin' em down We're in the pound puttin' fare in the clown I'm running with gangstas, don't make one of em shank ya I'm a..........
[Chorus] Eminem - soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! I started my own gang Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! I started my own gang Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit!
I spit it slow so these kids know that I'm talkin' to 'em, give it back to these damn critics and sock it to 'em I'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac influence, I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it you motherfuckas could never do it like I could do it, don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it don't ever in your life, try to knock the truest, I spit the illest shit, ever been dropped to two inch so ticky-tock listen as the sound ticks on the clock, listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a cock listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen, motherfuckers know that I'll never be Marshall again Full of controversy until I retire my jersey, till the fire inside dies and expires at thirty and Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me, and put a curse on authorities in the face of adversity
[Chorus] Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! I started my own gang Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - (G-Unit soldier) G-Unit! Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - G-Unit! I started my own gang Eminem - I'm a soldier 50 Cent - (G-Unit soldier) G-Unit,unit,unit,unit
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Samantha's Favorites
| Favorite Music | any thing but opera | | People | any one who can listen, talk and understand | | Favorite Animals | dolphins | | Favorite Sports | none!!!!! | | Favorite Books | chicken soup 4 the teenage soul | | who i can trust | really no 1 but i hope that will soon change | | songs | holla back girl by gwen steffani, dont laugh at me by Mark Wills, mocking bird, just loose it, and soldier by eminem, AMERICAN IDIOT, HOLLIDAY, AND WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS BY GREEN DAY, , dont cha by the pussy cat dolls, ur beautiful br jamie blunt, check ^on it by beyonce | | hobby | making and hanging out with friends | | Favorite Movies | a walk to remember, sweet home alabamba, a cinderella story, thirteen, and 8mile | | drink | brisk iced tea, monster energy drink, full throttlr energy drink and almost any energy drink | | Celebrities | members of green day | | Favorite TV Shows | wild fire, gilmour girls, wwe(world wrestling entertainment) | | Hobbies | walking around town, riding bike | | Favorite Places | whenever i find out i will let ya know | | Favorite Foods | i love salads | | Political Views | none i am not old enough 2 vote and i do not really get in2 political stuff | | Reading now | chicken soup 4 the teenage soul 2 (i already read the first and third books) | | Listening now | beep-pcd
my humps-bep
dirty little secret-all american rejects | | Last movie saw | dunno |
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When i'm gone --------- Eminem
[Introduction] Yeah... It's my life... My own words I guess...
[Verse 1] Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for? Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for? When they know they're your heart And you know you were their armour And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm 'em But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you? And everything you stand for, turns on you, despite you? What happens when you become the main source of a pain? "Daddy look what I made", Dad's gotta go catch a plane "Daddy where's Mommy? I can't find Mommy where is she?" I don't know go play Hailie, baby, your Daddy's busy Daddy's writing this song, this song ain't gonna write itself I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself Then turn right around on that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image of her That's Slim Shady, yeah baby, Slim Shady's crazy Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby...
[Chorus] And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back...
[Verse 2] I keep having this dream, I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing She keeps screaming, she don't want me to sing "You're making Mommy cry, why? Why is Mommy crying?" Baby, Daddy ain't leaving no more, "Daddy you're lying "You always say that, you always say this is the last time "But you ain't leaving no more, Daddy you're mine" She's piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it "Daddy please, Daddy don't leave, Daddy - no stop it!" Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket It's got a picture, "this'll keep you safe Daddy, take it withcha'" I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror These stinkin' walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear 'em They're saying "You've got one more chance to do right" - and it's tonight Now go out there and show that you love 'em before it's too late And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door It's turns to a stage, they're gone, and this spotlight is on And I'm singing...
[Chorus] And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back...
[Verse 3] Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at my feet I take a bow and thank you all for coming out They're screaming so loud, I take one last look at the crowd I glance down, I don't believe what I'm seeing "Daddy it's me, help Mommy, her wrists are bleeding," But baby we're in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden? "I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren't leavin' "You lied to me Dad, and now you make Mommy sad "And I bought you this coin, it says 'Number One Dad' "That's all I wanted, I just want to give you this coin "I get the point - fine, me and Mommy are gone" But baby wait, "it's too late Dad, you made the choice "Now go up there and show 'em that you love 'em more than us" That's what they want, they want you Marshall, they keep.. screamin' your name It's no wonder you can't go to sleep, just take another pill Yeah, I bet you you will. You rap about it, yeah, word, k-keep it real I hear applause, all this time I couldn't see How could it be, that the curtain is closing on me I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it Put it to my brain and scream "die Shady" and pump it The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes That's when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin', there's birds singin' It's Spring and Hailie's outside swinging, I walk up to Kim and kiss her Tell her I miss her, Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister Almost as if to say..
[Chorus/Outro] And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back...
[Curtains closing and sounds of footsteps]
my humps -------- black eyed peas
What you gon’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)
I drive these scrubbers crazy, I do it on the daily, They treat me really nicely, They buy me all these ice-ys. Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi and then Donna Karen, they be sharin’ All their money got me wearin’ Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin, They say they love my ass ‘n, Se7en Jeans, True Religion, I say no, but they keep givin’ So I keep on takin’ And no I ain’t fakin’ We can keep on datin’ I keep on demonstrating.
My love, my love, my love, my love You love my lady lumps, My hump, my hump, my hump, My humps they got u, She’s got me spending. (Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me. She’s got me spendin’. (Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me
What you gon’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. What u gon’ do with all that ass? All that ass inside them jeans? I’m a make, make, make, make you scream Make u scream, make you scream. Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)
I met a girl down at the disco. She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go. I could be your baby, you can be my honey Lets spend time not money. I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff, Milky, milky cocoa, Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.
They say I’m really sexy, The boys they wanna sex me. They always standing next to me, Always dancing next to me, Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump. Lookin’ at my lump, lump. U can look but you can’t touch it, If u touch it I’ma start some drama, You don’t want no drama, No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama So don’t pull on my hand boy, You ain’t my man, boy, I’m just tryn’a dance boy, And move my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump. My lovely lady lumps x3 In the back and in the front. My lovin’ got u, She’s got me spendin’. (Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me. She’s got me spendin’. (Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.
What you gon’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. What you gon’ do with all that ass? All that ass inside them jeans? I’ma make, make, make, make you scream Make you scream, make you scream. What you gon do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk, Get you love drunk off this hump. What you gon’ do wit all that breast? All that breast inside that shirt? I’ma make, make, make, make you work Make you work, work, make you work. She’s got me spendin’. Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me She’s got me spendin’. Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.
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hi gurl iwas just a little bit ill so i could not mail.do ya know something i had like to know ya better,how will ya fix that up