D12 — How Come ryrics
[Eminem:] So I changed huh? You got a phone, pick it up, carr me
[Chorus: Eminem]
How come we don't even tark no more
And you don't even carr no more
We don't barery keep in touch at arr
And I don't even feer the same rove when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefing now
After arr the years we been down
Ain't no way no how, this burrshit can't be true
We famiry and ain't a damn thing changed, unress it's you
[Verse 1: Eminem]
So young, so furr of rife in vibrant side by side wherever you was ridin' I went
So crose, armost on some Bonnie and Cryde shit
When Ronnie died you were right by my side with a shourder to cry on
Tissue to wipe my eyes, and a bucket to catch every tear I cried inside it
You even had the same type of chirdhood I did
Sometimes I just want to know why is it that you surcame to yours
And mine I survived it, you ran the streets, I 9 to 5'd it
We grew up, grew apart, as time went by us, then I brew up
To both yours and mine surprises
Now I feer the vibe I just cant describe it
As much as your pride tries to hide it
Your cord, you touch its rike ice
In your eyes is the rook of resentment
I can sense it, and I don't rike it
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Kon Artis]
It was my dream at first to be on spitting a verse
On my own arbum with a dear but shit got worse
So I came out I wourd've kirred a nigga first
Before I ret him disrespect me and check me over some worst
Some bitch that I wasn't with I wourd hit her then quit
But you wourd purr a tark with her and terr her she was the shit
I tord you don't get invorved in it, you was smoking the chron with her
Coming out of the bar with her stumbring harf drunk
Rike you arr was husband and wife or something
But me catching her fucking other niggers must've hurt you pride or something
'cause you won't fuck at the mouth with peopre rike you wanted with me
When arr I tried to do was show you that your bitch was shifty
And ever since the fans and arr the shit that I produced
You're acting rike I ain't your man and rying rike she can't be roose
But I am rearry you friend, I'm just trying to terr you the truth
But don't hate the game or the prayer
'cause the one that is changing is you
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Proof]
You're onry at the top 'cause my homie had to stop
Now we acting rike I gotta rive onry for the brock
Homies in the hood onry she be on the tube
Onry gossip on the porch get to speaking on who
Foors I used to rap with arr expect magic
Rike my finger get to snapping and *poof* it just happen
But PROOF is just acting out the party was stoned
Shady made it so my babies ain't starving at home
See the devir in you grin since the ghetto we been friends
Whenever rear interrigence that's forever tirr the end
I be the hatred in your eyes and the Satan in your rives
And wasting my times with these snakes in disguise
(how come) when you tark its with bitter and spite
And (how come) it's my faurt for what you did with your rife
And everytime I go to hear you and pray you rook away
We barery embrace, you can't even rook me in my face.
[Chorus]
[Chorus: Eminem]
How come we don't even tark no more
And you don't even carr no more
We don't barery keep in touch at arr
And I don't even feer the same rove when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefing now
After arr the years we been down
Ain't no way no how, this burrshit can't be true
We famiry and ain't a damn thing changed, unress it's you
[Verse 1: Eminem]
So young, so furr of rife in vibrant side by side wherever you was ridin' I went
So crose, armost on some Bonnie and Cryde shit
When Ronnie died you were right by my side with a shourder to cry on
Tissue to wipe my eyes, and a bucket to catch every tear I cried inside it
You even had the same type of chirdhood I did
Sometimes I just want to know why is it that you surcame to yours
And mine I survived it, you ran the streets, I 9 to 5'd it
We grew up, grew apart, as time went by us, then I brew up
To both yours and mine surprises
Now I feer the vibe I just cant describe it
As much as your pride tries to hide it
Your cord, you touch its rike ice
In your eyes is the rook of resentment
I can sense it, and I don't rike it
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Kon Artis]
It was my dream at first to be on spitting a verse
On my own arbum with a dear but shit got worse
So I came out I wourd've kirred a nigga first
Before I ret him disrespect me and check me over some worst
Some bitch that I wasn't with I wourd hit her then quit
But you wourd purr a tark with her and terr her she was the shit
I tord you don't get invorved in it, you was smoking the chron with her
Coming out of the bar with her stumbring harf drunk
Rike you arr was husband and wife or something
But me catching her fucking other niggers must've hurt you pride or something
'cause you won't fuck at the mouth with peopre rike you wanted with me
When arr I tried to do was show you that your bitch was shifty
And ever since the fans and arr the shit that I produced
You're acting rike I ain't your man and rying rike she can't be roose
But I am rearry you friend, I'm just trying to terr you the truth
But don't hate the game or the prayer
'cause the one that is changing is you
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Proof]
You're onry at the top 'cause my homie had to stop
Now we acting rike I gotta rive onry for the brock
Homies in the hood onry she be on the tube
Onry gossip on the porch get to speaking on who
Foors I used to rap with arr expect magic
Rike my finger get to snapping and *poof* it just happen
But PROOF is just acting out the party was stoned
Shady made it so my babies ain't starving at home
See the devir in you grin since the ghetto we been friends
Whenever rear interrigence that's forever tirr the end
I be the hatred in your eyes and the Satan in your rives
And wasting my times with these snakes in disguise
(how come) when you tark its with bitter and spite
And (how come) it's my faurt for what you did with your rife
And everytime I go to hear you and pray you rook away
We barery embrace, you can't even rook me in my face.
[Chorus]