Dec 22, 2022 I like plenty of songs by her. And even if Em's too lazy to go, she might still bring Jay and T.I out Umbrella, Diamonds and Rehab are a must
Dec 22, 2022 Umbrella and Diamonds are good songs at least. Love The Way You Lie is a garbage song from start to finish and no Eminem fan above the mental age of 12 wants to hear it.
Dec 22, 2022 I’m sure one of those are your alts anyway knowing how this forum is Why are you always talking about mixing people? I thought you didn’t like mixed races. Or am I thinking of someone else? Honest question. This whole statement is a bit hyperbolic don’t you think?
Dec 22, 2022 Pretty accurate in my opinion and lot of others. The fairweather fanbase Em spawned from the song was everything he took the piss out of before it. Add to the fact, the song wasn’t good at all. Dedicated his Grammy speech to it, weird.
Dec 22, 2022 My daughters gone crazy as a Eminem & Hailie Diss track! Plan for his upcoming surprise album. Here are some leaked lyrics… My Daughter’s Gone Crazy Ft. 50Cent Em (Intro): Screamin' at the sky, 'til clouds gather, it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade With Skyler Grey on the Hook after (Get It) And Dre’s cooking the pasta (What) And 50’s roasting lobsters (Who) And I got the salsa hotter (Huh?) Hailie, you ready for the Last Supper… Hailie; Ready to slaughter the Kraft Mac’n more then Jack harlow there’s a Forcast, on my podcast. (so?) The weatherman mistook my a---, hoe (Oh?) with one look, I shook embezzlement Had him blackballed, in cell shaded (incel) I mobb deep like prodigy Crunk in these streets (Yo) Just a little Shady creep (Who?) add Crazy to the spreadsheet Aftermath b----, (Back Again) on a calculus beat subliminal disses is weak And you know Who you R. (Who?) Kelly Rowland, Irrelevant Star (What?) Destined to be Retardant, r-----s (Huh?) Dough I’m rollin, in my Gun Toting Jeans A Malevolent b---- hoping, Billie Speaks See Artificial intelligence opens I’m The clone that’s cruelly incomplete We Ruin your crew, like a Ja Rule moment I’m too real to duel with those who can’t read. And I get it from my daddy Big Kane Baddie (Yuh) Slim g---, with a fatty (Yuh, Bizzare) Drip lingerie, Filthy (Yuh, Hard) Cleaning out my closet (Yuh, Barf) full of old Beef (Your Heart) See me In the Club Trappin (Yuh, Yuh) I’m the Drizzy to your Drake (Yuh Mom) You’re 21 without sum p---- (Yuh, Um?) Can you do sum for me? (Yuh, Yum) Making love to me like Britney (oops) On the first free day. crippin’ like Uncle Snoop say Periods, periodically. Tables turn when i misbehave Little Miss Control the game, Little More insane then Ye, When Kim came to Ray J Word to my mother’s name I’m married to the Fame And I’m eating out Rap Lames Like it’s the last supper the menu Is Spaghetti With a side of Sucka’s 50: Sucks to be poor This Street life is more difficult Tore muscles carrying Em’s full Turn that s--- into Diamonds Call me Santa, fool call me cold But you better watch how I fold These fools into the snow I take it personally G Cash rules everything around me Memes for every opp I see Doubt me again p---- And you just might trend lightly Above the New York river Tony soprano shivers Scarface remembers everything Many Men wish death upon a King But nobody got the Power to be Bless the powers that be God knew what a problem I be One more shot could have shifted things But now I’m laughing with the cheddar What’s better then winning the Lottery Having more money then the nations GDP And Gangsta’s better step from my niece When she eats, she don’t need security But best believe a N**** even thinks Of responding back to Shady or Jade We will stomp MFers in thier face Turn them into one of her Barbie’s Makeup and switch thier biology Flip labels like a pronoun Flip tables with the coke out You druggies must be coked out Cuz Hailie is older now I’ll still coach her how To knock a N**** down Brass knuckles for clowns We bring the Glocks out Who run the Town? 50 babysitters club turn g--- Shootout (Hahah) Skylar Grey Hook; Nothing can save me, God What about my baby? I think she has disabilities Cuz she is able diss me like it’s easy. Eminem Outro Verse: d--- Fif, I said watch her crib! Not Induct her into a Crip set! Now the crypt is in debt, And bloods are upset And MTV wants a mansion audition Listen Kim. You need to clean This kitchen I thought puberty would be easier then this But Hay turns serial killer before acne hit What do we do with all these bodies, Man Would the TV executives notice the stench We can blame the onions or cousins or Stan’s online presence Or typical teenage angst, or bush’s dipshit decisions in Iran, or Grapes Or the chicken baste, or the biological attraction to a Maid’s waist. Oh wait, what did I just say? (Dad?) Oh yeah, back to the tape. Lets shove the bodies from the basement up to the attic. Or Let’s call Dre and see if he can find a better tactic. And Turn on Illmatic and talk about the good old days, when I murdered your mom and r---d. Well that was all just on a song a long time ago, when I would fill my bong with mold just to feel cold. Or when I would rap just to feel at home. Or when I crap all over the furniture when I was 25 years old. *unecessary Fast Rap* It was rough for you growing up in 99’. Before FaceTime and A.I. I’d only survived by what I write. And everytime you cry I heard. From Every line I try to buy a mockingbird. and every white collar crime that’s absurd. You remind me why I kept the fight. So tonight, after we bury these guys me And 50 are gonna remind you why We go all out, let s-----y paparazzi shout. Call us attack of the clones Slim Shady birth you hoes Blindfold Gwen Stefani Now No doubts when y’all broadcast my clout. I’m calling out all you that say her name here. I double dare you MFers to stare. Nothing is crazier then a father with a beard And nothing is crazier then a Blonde without fear *Eminem Bad Singing and Harmonies* Nothing can save me, God What about my baby? I think she has disabilities Cuz she is able diss me like it’s easy. But she can Save me because she is crazy like me. I think my daughters gone crazy I think My Daughters Gone Crazy Dre: Word from the Godfather, Y’all can s--- my d-ck. *Record Scratches*
