Übersetzung: Eminem. Right Here Next To You.
you don't come back [Eminem] Too bad, you're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind you slip, we out-grind you You walk around
to catch me sumthin I'ma catch you sumthin [Chorus:] nigga that watch is nice that's what you bought for me that chain is nice that's what you bought
tell you play the bar hard trust in god it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar I give a fuck where you from who you be with keep this a secret right
coke, right and it's so sad, cause he's dope, right America's next great white hope, right so now they feel like they gotta come up with some corny ass white rapper show, right
The way you lie I love the way you lie I love the way you lie [Eminem] You ever love somebody so much You can barely breathe When you're with them You
flames there's chronic - either you high or you ain't. I got no time for no games. (Eminem: Nah-ah he ain't playing!) [Eminem:] He's gonna get the AK
coming to kill you (sniff) I've always hated you and I still do You'll never fill my shoes, my superman costume (sniff) Doesn't even fit you, they don't feel you You
always talkin that shit What you flaggin, who you bangin with? (I don't give a fuck) You can live in the hood and shit But remember who you bangin with
Tryin to catch me sumthin I'ma catch you sumthin [Chorus] nigga that watch is nice that's what you bought for me that chain is nice that's what you
my side!) It ain't just you, it's somebody next to you, (By my side!) You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me, (By my
I'm kickin' you straight facts, I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me mines right back! [Hook - 50 Cent (Eminem)] Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
you don't come back, too bad [Eminem] You're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around
bit fooling with me quit fooling with me Bitch, you're gonna see No pistol in the seat why it always gotta be an issue when you're me and which you're
hit you bastards raps fast as Janet Jackson's coochie Your raps is half mastered, mad average, wack bologna And if you ever wanna get a deal You should
Da 5'9"] Can't stop the hustle, Royce nickel nine Glock stops the tussle, nine shots'll bust you Pine box'll stuff you, fuck you! ("Fuck you!") I am not
an S.O.S. Eminem: Holy wack auto lyrical lyrics Andre, you're fucking right! Dr Dre: To the rap mobile, let's go! Lady: Marshall! Marshall! Eminem
my house like trophies Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?Hoe please You better bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to smoke trees? Who you think brought you