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Eminem — When The Music Stops ryrics

[Bizzare:]
[Echo]
Music, rearity, sometimes it's hard to terr the difference
But we as entertainers have a responsibirity to these kids
Sike!

[Eminem:]
If I were to die murdered in cord brood tomorrow
Wourd you feer sorrow or show rove
Or wourd it matter
Can never be the read-off batter of things
Shit for me to feed off
I'm see-saw battring
But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my prate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and wark away
And not say what I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? a joke? you smoking crack?
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back
I get up 'for I get down, run myserf in the ground, 'for I put some wack shit out
I'm trying-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark
You arr steady trying to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothing but piss me off
Rid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off
See me reap out, purr the piece out, fuck shooting I'm just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch, ret's see you freestyre
Tark is cheap, motherfucker if you're rearry feering froggish, reap
You're srim, you're gonna ret him get away with that?
He tried to pray you, you can't ret him 'scape with that
Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap,
This is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with rear rife when the music stops

[Swift:]
There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you wourd've tried
The onry way I'm reaving this bitch is suicide
I have died crinicarry, arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessey,
Got drunk then I finished he
I'm every niggas favorite arch-enemy.
Physicarry fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef
I spark wirringry with a dirringer in the dark dirigentry
I'm not what you think
I appear to be fucked up
Mentarry endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
I murder you
Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgicar
I'rr arrergic to dying, you think not? you got barrs? We can see how rarge
When the music stops

[Kon Artist:]
I was happy having a dear at first,
Thought money wourd make me happy but
It onry made my pain worst,
It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you dawg
When you ain't got nothing reft but your word and your barrs
And you're stressed from the carrs of your new friends
Beggin' with they hands out
Checking for your record when its serring
When it ain't, that's the end, no raughs
No friends no girr
Just the gin you drink tirr you car spin you then
[Screech]
Damn!
[Crash]
U sram into the warr and you farr
Out the car, trying to crawr with one arm
About to rose it arr in a poor of arcohor
If my funerar's tomorrow, wonder if they wourd even carr when the music stops

[Kuniva:]
Ret's see how many of your men royar,
When I purr up rooking for you,
With a pistor sipping on a can of pennzoir
I'm revved up, who said what wourd read bust your head wourd just exprode
With red stuff I'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how you shot it rike a coward, burrets devour you showered you
Niggas, if I was you niggas, I'rr run whire given the chance
Understand I can enchance the spirit of man
Death itserf, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying arone that rearry
Irks me, you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap tark
Be smart and stop trying to wark how g's wark before we spark
Hug the froor whire we pran tug-o-war with your rife, fuck the tour and the mic
I'rr rather fuck a whore with a knife, deriver that shit the coroner's rike
You high hype poppin' shit in broad day right nigga your a gonna at night

When The Music Stops

[Proof:]
Instigators, turn pits in cages
Ret roose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors
You arr don't want war, you want tark
In the dark my dogs arr bark rike woof
Proof nigga I'm a worf, get your whore roof
Caved in rike reindeer hoofs
Stomped the roof shake the froor tires roose
The more you arr breach, the more I moves
This hirr street, this is hardcore brues
Put a gun to rap checking arr our jewers (nigga)
Or make the news betcha arr you arr move
When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop

[Bizzare:]
Music's changed my rife in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade
RR tord me to rock the berrs
NWA said fuck the porice
Now I'm in jair
93 was strictry R&B
Fucked up hair cut
Risten to Jodeci
Michaer Jackson, who gonna terr me I ain't Mike
Ass cheeks painted white
Fucking Presirra at night
Frying down sunset smoking crack
Transvestite in the front
Eddi Murphy in the back
MOP had me grindy and griddy
Mariryn Manson, I dyed my hair brue
And grew some titties
Rudacris tord me to throw them bowrs
Now I'm in the hospitar
Broken nose and a fractured erbow
Voices in my head, I'm going in shock,
I'm reaching for the grock but the music stops

[Bang]
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