3 classic Eminem Tracks - Lyrics

[lil_bayly]

Turn me Loose
Eminem: Aite
Fred Durst: Check! Slim Shady, to the mic kid.

(Eminem)
I don't do black music
I don't do white music
I make fight music
For High School kids
I put lives at risk
When I drive like this {screech}
With a slipped disk

From a Limp Bizkit diss
I just missed the gift list for Christmas gifts
So I get pissed and can't pick which wrist to slit
Little rich kids in cribs
Don't attempt this shit
Just step back
While I prep up to pimp this bitch
So I says to the girl, I'm like
"What up girl?"
"Shut up girl!"
And showed her a cut-up squirrel
She screamed bloody murder so loud everybody heard her
Slapped me in the mouth and called me a nutty murderer
I moved on to two blondes
We were kissin' on a futon
{Ay yo baby!}
{What do you want?!}
I looked at 'em both and I was like
"Look, check this out toots, I'm lookin' for cookie puss"
I need to speak to him immediately
They played my video on MTV last week
And just when I was thinkin' I was all that and then some
In comes Fred Durst

(Fred Durst)
Yo Shady let me get some
Who knows what galaxy I came from
One where a bass drum hung from my high chair
Now I'm a nightmare
You stay right there
I got the fever for the flavour of a single
See me and Shady?
I think we got it locked down
Shocked by the sound
I got you cruisin' with your top down
These two blondes
I offered 'em both a drink
And this you would think
Could get the party started
But instead them girls turned their heads
Opened up their mouths
Smelled like somebody farted
So if it's time for me to move on
Shady said the livin' room was a dance floor
So turn me loose
I was cuttin' the rug with this chick
Bumped into this dude who was drunk
And a prick
Ramblin' on about how
He was gonna kill me
Wow!
I spilled a drink on his shirt
But no- He insisted we should go
Before I could drop 'em
Shady had to clock 'em
The music stopped
The party stood in shock
So I looked around
Grabbed the cutest girl and did the smurf

Turn me loose
Turn me loose
Turn me loose
Turn me loose
This party's goin' my way
Or no way at all
Why don't you
Turn me loose
Turn me loose
Turn me loose
This party's goin' my way
Or no way at all

(Eminem)
Turn me loose
You better tell 'em to come re-shingle the roof
Just keep feedin' me free drinks till I puke
And Fred'll ask me to lead sing in his group
I'm sittin' at the bar
I'm not bein' approached
Cuz Fred's over there stealin' all of my ho's
{Yo Fred save me some}
I walked up to these siamese twins
And asked to have a threesome
Told 'em two heads are better than one
Plus I respect how y'all roll together as one
Got a slap in the teeth and a kick in the groin
Stood up like "Ay wait, where you goin" {bye!}
Oh well
Three strikes and I'm out
I just struck out for the third time in a row {ouch}
I ain't tryin' no more
Fuck it- I'm chillin'
Get a shot of Jager {ahhh}
Fell asleep on the ceiling

(Fred Durst)
Who knows what galaxy I came from
One where a bass drum hung from my high chair
Now I'm a nightmare
You stay right there
I got the feeling for the flavour of a single
See me and Shady?
I think we got it locked down
Shocked by the sound
I got you cruisin' with your top down
These two blondes
I offered 'em both a drink
And this you would think
Could get the party started
But instead them girls turned their heads
Opened up their mouths
Smelled like somebody farted
So it was time for me to move on
Shady said the livin' room was a dance floor
So turn me loose
I was cuttin' the rug with this chick
Bumped into this dude who was drunk
And a prick
Ramblin' on about how
He was gonna kill me
Wow!
I spilled a drink on his shirt

Turn me loose
Turn me loose
Turn me loose
Turn me loose
This party's goin' my way
Or no way at all
Why don't you
Turn me loose
Turn me loose
Turn me loose
This party's goin' my way
Or no way at all

Tylenol Island

Slim mother fuckin shady....alright
missy elliot, Timbo, c'mon, yo

Verse 1:

I'm homicidal, and suicidal, with no friends
holdin a gun with no handles, just a barrel at both ends
sprayin techs at you
untill u see the fuckin legs full of bullets holes and the exit wounds layin next to you.
fuckin mad dog, foamin out the mouth
fuck mouth, my whole house is foamin out the couch
jumped outta a 93 floor of a buildin
and shot every window out on the way to the ground(keep filmin)
woke up to a hospital staff
got up and laughed
chopped em in half
and sufficated your oxygen mask
if i get any higher ima get the east and west beefin again
fly back to detroit and stand in the cross-fire

(Ken Kaniff's voice) oh fuck...oh shit
i got the hotel room ready
what time are you gettin off.....work
or shall i say
what time are you comin over

Verse 2:

yo, yo, im only smilin when im violent,
got on the plane wylin,
told the piolet to fly me to tylenol Island
stewardess like "you restless?"
"no bitch, im rest-Full, so hold this fuckin jet still so i can eat this pretzels"
Forget school,
the other kids are disrespectfull,
they hold me down and play connect-the-dots with my freckles
i can't take it
i'm tryin to gain weight,
so i eat steak
and swallow the whole plate
and weigh myself, naked
without albulms
to teach kids family values
cuz every mom and dad should allo you to pop vaiulums
and never hit sum 1 unless you got a reason
and if there ain't a reason
make 1 up and just start swingin

Our House


Here's the story, of a little boy.
Growin' up in a suburban home,
Trying to cope with everyday life,
Who lives in a little house,
That was built, in the middle of the street.

"Hey, Mom!
Tupac's on the juke box,
so what he shot two cops,
and raped a little girl,
while two dudes watched,"
"Nuh-uh! They were tryin' to frame him,
You wouldn't have Two Pack Shaker,"
"No! That ain't how you say his name, mum!
You're so lame,
Don't you know anything?"
"Yeah!
I know that you'll probably go,
and join in a gang,"
"Yeah, right. Im out
Where's my fuckin' walkman at?"
"Stop cussin' at me!"
"Shut up, bitch!"
"And quit talking black."
Well,
Slammed the door and I'm out,
Now, what?
It's probably warm in the house.
Fuck, I forgot my jacket,
forgot it was winter.
I'm gettin' thinner,
I'm hungry.
Is Mom cookin' dinner?
"Mom!
Let me back in!
I forgot my coat.
Mom, come on, I'm not playin',
It's cold!
Alright, sorry.
I need a jacket,
Mom, look,
My Tupac tape,
I just cracked it,
Ma, please let me back in,
It is Two Pack Shaker,
I just asked him."
I'm freezin', (achoo)
I'm sneezin',
I'm breathin' too much cold air,
I'm wheezin',
"I ain't did nothin',
I didn

[randomghost]

props for the lyrics man

[AspirinE]

Our house is my personal favourite Eminem song, good choice.

[DrRapid]

i only knew Tylenol Island which i like quite a lot and the one wiv fred durst form the lyrics i've read it seems that i've heard it somehwere
can somebody tell me on what album/mixtape/wateva it appears in?

[C-Game]

thanks for da our house lyrics

[Tash8]

can anyone plz up these in the d/l section?

[twistx3m]

propz

[BRICE!!!]

Thanks

[billybobt]

'Turn Me Loose' is one of my favorite Em songs. Thanks for the lyrics!

[4D]

I think Turn Me Loose is one of the weakest collabs he did in those early days, Fred fuckin Durst almost outshines him on that track, ouchy. As for Tylenol Island and Our House, great choices, both lyrically top notch, Our House is an underground classic, imo, probably the best track he never released, and could stand alongside most of the great tracks he has released. I wish he'd get back to doing that type of track where he does both sides of a conversation, like Stan, Kim, 97 Bonnie & Clyde, etc. They're one of the reaons he was seen as being so lyrically talented, all the impersonations and character play. And the way he delivered those kind of raps, made it like a scene from a movie, so it's very easy to visualise the action in the songs. I miss those songs.

[twistx3m]

1st Eminem's verse on Turn Me Loose is xtra...

Can somebody find lyrics for "Drastic Measures" song??

[Darky]

great songs