"Rock Bottom"

A-yo!This song is dedicated to all the happy peopleAll the happy people who have real nice livesAnd who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck[Verse One:]I feel like I'm walking a tight rope, without a circus netI'm popping percocets, I'm a nervous wreckI deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless checkBout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debtMinimum wage got my adrenaline cagedFull of venom and rageEspecially when I'm engagedAnd my daughter's down to her last diaperThat's got my ass hyperI pray that god answers, maybe I'll ask nicerWatching ballers while they flossing in their pathfindersThese overnight stars becoming autograph signersWe'll all gone blow up and leave the past behind usAlong with the small fry's and average half pintersWhile playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginasCause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind usMoney will brainwash you and leave your ass mindlessSnakes slither in the grass spineless[Chorus (x2):]That's Rock BottomWhen this life makes you mad enough to killThat's Rock BottomWhen you want something bad enough to stealThat's Rock BottomWhen you feel you have had it up to hereCause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear[Verse Two:]My life is full of empty promisesAnd broken dreamsI'm hoping things will look upBut there ain't no job openingsI feel discouraged hungry and malnourishedLiving in this house with no furnace, unfurnishedAnd I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame payAnd I'm tired of being hired and fired the same dayBut fuck it, if you know the rules to the game playCause when we die we know were all going the same wayIt's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fanWhen all you need is bucks to be the manPlus a luxury sedanToo comfortable and roomy in a sixThey threw me in the mixWith all these gloomy lunaticsWalk around depressedAnd smoke a pound of ses a dayAnd yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just todayMy daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to playLive half my life and throw the rest away[Chorus]There's people that love me and people that hate meBut it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shadyI want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fameThat Means I'll end up burning in hell scorching in flamesThat means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your nameLifetime bliss for eternal torture and painRight now I feel like just hit the rock bottomI got problems now everybody on my blocks got 'emI'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'emHolding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'emMy daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'emAnd them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'emAnd while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn themI got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em?Cause I never went gold of one songI'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn[Chorus]

"Cum On Everybody"

[Girl]Hmm-hmm-hmhmhmmhm.. ahhh, whooooo!! Shit[Em]Yo, mic checkTesting one, two, um... twelve(whattup whattup whattup.. Outsidaz)[Em]This is my dance song (Outsidaz)Can you hear me?(Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young Zee)[Em]Aight, ay turn my headphones up(bust it bust it)[Eminem]My favoite color is red, like the blood shedfrom Kurt Cobain's head, when he shot himself deadWomen all grabbin at my shishkabobBought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve(I can't stand white people!)You thought I was livid, now I'm even more soShit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throatI got a wardrobe with an orange robe {*wolf whistle*}I'm in the fourth row, signin autographs at your show(Yo can you sign this right here?)I just remembered that I'm absent mindedWait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find itI'm freestylin every verse that I spitcause I don't even remember the words to my shit (umm, one two)I told the doc I need a change in sicknessand gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilisPut my LP on your Christmas gift listYou wanna get high, here bitch just sniff thisCum on everybody -- get down tonight (8X)[Eminem]Yo.. yo yo yo yoI tried suicide once and I'll try it againThat's why I write songs where I die at the endCause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuckand I was wavin it at everybody screamin, "I suck" (I SUCK!!!)I go on stage in front of a sellout crowdand yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out now"Fuck rap, I'm givin it up y'all, I'm sorry(But Eminem this is your record release party!)I'm bored out of my gourd -- so I took a hammer and nailed my foot to the floorboard of my FordGuess I'm just a sick sick bastardwho's one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I ain't got it all)One Excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinetI feel like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage(ohhhhhhh) And if you ever see a video for this shitI'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with my wrists slitCum on everybody -- get down tonight (8X)[Eminem]Got bitches on my jock out in East DetroitCause they think that I'm a motherfuckin Beastie Boy {*wolf whistle*}So I told em I was Mike DThey was like, "Gee I don't know, he might be!"I told em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next concertI'll be standin by the Loch Ness Monster (okay) peace out (bye!!)"Then I jetted to the weed houseSmoked out til I started bustin freestylesBroke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, put on lipstickCrushed up the Tylenol and ate it with a dipstick (*slurping*}Made a couple of crank calls collect [*brrrrrrring, click*]"Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you accept?"I wanna make songs all the fellas dubAnd murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous ofSo just remember when I bomb your setYo, I only cuss to make your mom upsetCum on everybody -- get down tonight (20X)