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Hi, my name is, what? My name is, who? / My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady
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My Name Is
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Just gonna stand there and watch me burn / Well, that's alright because I like the way it hurts / Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
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Love The Way You Lie
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Yeah / I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now / But hey, what daddy always tell you? / Straighten up little soldier
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Mockingbird
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I'm just so f***in' depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump / If I could just get over this hump / But I need something to pull me out this dump,
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Beautiful
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed / Get along with the voices inside of my head
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The Monster
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I've been a liar, been a thief / Been a lover, been a cheat / All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
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River
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Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't calling / I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
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Stan
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Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for? / Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?
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When I'm Gone
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Wasn't ready to be no millionaire, I was ill-prepared / I was prepared to be ill though, the skill was there
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Survival
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Gotta concentrate, against the clock I race / Got no time to waste, I'm already late, I got a marathoner's pace
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Fall
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They say these bars are like COVID / You get 'em right off the bat / Infected with SARS and Corona / Like you took a bite off of that
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Gnat
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I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag / Of this weed it gives me the s**t needed to be
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The Way I Am
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Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? / I have; I've been protested and demonstrated against
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Cleanin Out My Closet
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Now this s**t's about to kick off, this party looks wack / Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch
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Berzerk
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Yo! His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy / There's vomit on his sweater already: Mom's spaghetti
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Lose Yourself
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I can swallow a bottle of alcohol and I'll feel like Godzilla / Better hit the deck like the card dealer
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Godzilla
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A lot of people ask me / Am I afraid of death? / The truth is, I think what scares me the most / Is not being able to say all the things I wanna say to you when I'm no longer here
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Temporary
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Two trailer-park girls go 'round the outside, 'round the outside, 'round the outside / Guess who's back, back again / Shady's back, tell a friend
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Without Me
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Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction / To get your brain relaxing, the zany-acting maniac in action
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Infinite
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May I have your attention please? / Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? / I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
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The Real Slim Shady
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I'm cancerous, so when I diss, you wouldn't wanna answer this / If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus
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Role Model
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In my mind, I'm a fighter, my heart's a lighter / My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up / An arsenic writer, author with arth-r-itis
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No Apologies
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You're walkin' down a horror corridor / It's almost 4 in the morning and you're in a / Nightmare, it's horrible / Right there's the coroner
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3 A.M.
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We touch I feel a rush / We clutch it isn't much / But it's enough to make me wonder what's in store for us
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Space Bound
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I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling / Why am I so differently wired? Am I a martian?
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Legacy
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Half an Ativan, I'm drivin' straight at a van / In a black Sedan, fast as I can / In Pakistan gettin' chased by a pack of Stans
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Habits
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Step by step, heart to heart, left right left / We all fall down like toy soldiers / Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
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Like Toy Soldiers
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These ideas are nightmares to white parents / Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
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Sing For The Moment
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Well, look what the stork brung / (What?) Little baby devil with the forked tongue / And it's stickin' out, yeah, like a sore thumb
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Houdini
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You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em / But you won't take the sting out these words before I say 'em
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Not Afraid
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