[Verse 1: Eminem]
    Somethin’s burnin’, I can’t figure out what (out what)
    It’s either lust or a cloud of dust
    Judgement is clouded, must just be the powder from the power of (love)
    But I’m in somethin’ I don’t know how to get out of
    Left my girl in the house alone
    Is that my soon to be spouse’s moan
    And the further I walked, the louder
    I paused for a minute to make certain that’s what I heard
    Cuz after all this is her place
    So I gave her the benefit of the doubt
    Think I might be about bust a buster
    The thought’s scary yo, though and it hurts, brace
    Hope it ain’t, here we go yo
    Cause my head already goes to worst case scenario, though in the first place
    But you confirmed my low end theory though
    Should’ve known when I made it all the way to third base
    And that was only the first date, coulda made it to home plate
    But you slid straight for the dome and dove face first
    No you don’t, under, stand, I, don’t, do this for
    Anyone, ever, yeah that ain’t what they all say
    I’ll say it, you can suck a softball through a straw, used to be my fiance
    ‘Til you sucked on Wayne, Andre, and Kanye
    Lebron, Akon, Jay, Lil Jon, Raekwon, Ma$e
    Polow Tha Don, Dre, Dante Ross, James Conway, Kwame
    Guess I’m gettin’ my g-god dang Jigga on eh
    Cause your name, I’m beyond sayin’
    But fuck it, I’m movin’ on, you women are all cray
    But I’ll probably always keep on playin’ the game of

    [Bridge: Sample]
    Love, love, love, love
    L-l, l-l-l-love

    [Hook: Kendrick Lamar]
    She doesn’t love me, no she don’t love me no more
    She hates my company, yeah she don’t love me no more
    I tried to get her up out of my head, left my bags at the door
    She screamed she loved me like she never did before
    And I told her
    (Go where you want and go do what you want to do; I don’t care)x2

    [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
    I told that bitch
    I’m a sucker for love, you’re a sucker for dick
    Suckin’ dick in your momma tub, then your granny walked in
    Told the stupid nigga to duck under the water, he drowned
    Like an abortion, they booked you for manslaughter
    You beat the case and I called you
    “Sherane is not available now leave a message at the tone
    And Kendrick don’t forget to buy two pair of those
    Expensive heels, you little fuckin’ ferris wheel
    Fuckin’ spinnin’ on me, fuck you think we gon’ get married still
    Fuckin’ Mary had a little lamb, this ain’t no fairy tale
    Fairy godmomma better tell you how I fuckin’ feel
    Like you should fuckin’ beat it or fuckin’ eat it while I’m on my period
    Now have a blessed day”
    Bitch you serious
    I’m in the mirror with this look on my face, curious
    Why you ain’t fuckin’ with me, you cut me deep as a Caesarean
    You know I want you bad as a Benjamin, I’m delirious
    I want you bad as the head shattered on George Zimmerman
    After the Dillinger hit’em diligently and killin’ him
    His mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblem
    That’s analogy and metaphor for ya
    I should win a medal for all the ways I adore you
    This is me talkin’ cordially, yeah I got some home trainin’
    That ain’t what you like, ain’t it, what about if I was famous
    As Marshall, would you give fellatio in the carpool
    Cops pull us over, they just wanna know if you gargle, singin’
    I hope she’s good enough, meanwhile you’re chasin’ her
    Chlamydia couldn’t even get rid of her
    Pity the fool in her and pity the fool in me
    I’mma live with the game of

    [Bridge: Sample]

    [Hook: Kendrick Lamar]

    [Verse 3: Eminem]
    So needless to say I’m feelin’ betrayed
    Snatched my house key off her keychain
    She jumps off Wee-Bey from The Wire’s dick
    Now she’s chasin’ me with a cheese grater
    Here goes that broken record, cliche, it’s all my fault anyway
    She’s turnin’ the tables, I’m a beat-break
    She treats my face like Serato, she cuts and scratches like a DJ
    Each day is an instant replay
    They sayin’ we display symptomatic of addict behavior
    Back together but forgot today was her b-day, she cut me off on the freeway
    Simple misunderstandin’ but just as I went to slam on the brakes
    Then I realized that she may be as crazy as me, wait
    Bitch cut my fuckin’ brakeline, stepped on them fuckers 8 times
    Still goin’ 73, thank God there’s an exit coming up
    What the mother F-U-C-K’S wrong with her, hit the off ramp
    So I coast into a gosh damned aww hit a fuckin’ tree
    Now here she comes at full speed, she’s racin’ at me
    Okay you wanna fuck with me, eh
    Snatch the bitch out her car through the window, she screamin’
    I body slam her on the cement, until the concrete gave and created a sinkhole
    Bury this stink ho in it, then pay to have the street re-paved
    Fuck, woke up in a dream state in a cold sweat
    Like I got hit with a freeze ray durin’ a heat wave
    Guess I eventually caved though, cause she’s layin’ next to me in bed
    Directly aimin’ a gat at my head
    Woke up again and jumped up like fuck it, I’ve had it, I’m checkin’ into rehab
    I confess I’m a static addict, I guess that’s why I’m so clingy
    Every girl I’ve ever had either says I got too much baggage
    Or I’m too fuckin’ dramatic
    Man what the fuck is the matter, I’m just a fucking romantic
    I fucking love you, you fucking bitch
    Combative, possessive, in fact last time I was mad at an ex
    I actually set off a chain reaction of tragic events
    I said hit the road and after she left
    I sent that bitch a text
    I said be careful driving, don’t read this and have an accident
    She glanced to look at it and wrecked, too bad
    Thought we had a connect
    No sense dwelling makes, never been a more compelling case
    Than a model covered in L’Oreal and mace, who fell from grace
    Eleven stories for story telling but the whore was yelling rape
    So the vocal cords were swelling
    And her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spelling’s face
    Still they swarm the gates and my fancy estates
    To greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace
    Unless you’re Andrea Yates, don’t ask me for a date, don’t be late
    Well the sentiment’s great, but wait, think there’s been a mistake
    You want an intimate date, I wanna intimidate
    I have infinite hate in my blood, it’s mainly because of the game of
    [*Message sound*]
    Wait, dinner at eight
    I have infinite hate in my blood, it’s mainly because of the game of

    Love, love, love, love
    L-l, l-l-l-love

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