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at the same time\nMemories surface through the grapevine\n'Bout my uncle playin' with a slip knot\nPost-traumatic stress got me fucked up\nBeen fucked up since the couple months they had a nigga locked up\n\n[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]\nI'll be feelin' pain, I'll be feelin' pain just to hold on\nAnd I don't feel the same, I'm so numb\nI'll be feelin' pain, I'll be feelin' pain just to hold on\nAnd I don't feel the same, I'm so numb\n\n[Outro: Shiloh Dynasty]\nI know you so well\nI mean, I can do better than he can\nI've been pretty—\nI know you so well","img_url":"https://t2.genius.com/unsafe/218x218/https%3A%2F%2Fimages.genius.com%2Fe12cddd8215c587db6942821d4a6d09d.750x750x1.jpg","artist_id":1,"album_id":2},"3":{"id":3,"title":"Revenge","lyrics":"[Intro]\nI think I, I think I finally found a way to forgive myself\nFrom mistakes I made in my past\nI think that's the first step, right?\nYou agree?\n\n[Verse]\nI've dug two graves for us, my dear\nCan't pretend that I was perfect, leaving you in fear\nOh man, what a world, the things I hear\nIf I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I?\nSome kill, some steal, some break your heart\nAnd you thought that I would let it go and let you walk\nBroken hearts, break bones, so break up fast\nAnd I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave I'll rot\nI've dug two graves for us, my dear\nCan't pretend that I was perfect, leaving you in fear\nOh man, what a world, the things I hear\nIf I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I?\nSome kill, some steal, some break your heart\nAnd you thought that I would let it go and let you walk\nBroken hearts, break bones, so break up fast\nAnd I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave I'll rot\n\n[Outro]\nIn my grave, I'll rot\nIn my grave, I'll rot\nIn my grave, I'll rot\nIn my grave, I'll rot\nIn my grave, I'll rot\nIn my grave, I'll rot\nIn my grave, I'll rot\nI'll rot, I'll rot, I'll rot\nIs my pain your freedom?\nIs all of my pain your freedom?\nEnjoy...","img_url":"https://t2.genius.com/unsafe/218x218/https%3A%2F%2Fimages.genius.com%2Fc74bcf3a57ea5004b9d0077801c65f57.1000x1000x1.jpg","artist_id":1,"album_id":2},"4":{"id":4,"title":"I spoke to the devil in miami, he said everything would be fine","lyrics":"[Intro]\nIt will all be over soon\n\n[Verse]\nAnd I’m always where the\nSun don’t shine, the\nTears don’t show, won't\nHurt me now 'cause\nHeart's been broke, I\nHate myself but\nIt won't show, I\nConstantly lose all\nMy remorse, and it's\nTen for the wolf and\nThree for the shepherd and it's\nOne for the sheep who\nLed by a leopard, often\nGave his perception as a\nHandle of weapon, took a\nBite of your apple, give me\nAll you can offer, now I'm\nTrapped in a changing maze\nSetting my soul ablaze\nCouldn’t control the pace\nWhere is this going? Hey\nHeartless is recklessness, it is\nWord of a pacifist to\nWord of a masochist, I'm\nOff of the map, my Lord I\nSpoke to a baphomet, he\nSaid he would save me if I\nGave him one thing he needed\nWhat is this thing I pleaded?\nBoy, it's the key to even\nYeah\n\n[Outro]\nAnd as I spoke my fangs were shown\nTaken aback, he smiles and tells me\n\"What you crave will soon be yours\nBut what I crave is already mine\"\nAnima vestra\nAnima\nAnima vestra\nAnima","img_url":"https://t2.genius.com/unsafe/218x218/https%3A%2F%2Fimages.genius.com%2Fee62eaadc933ad3f925698b7acc99635.500x500x1.jpg","artist_id":1,"album_id":3},"5":{"id":5,"title":"I don't wanna do this anymore","lyrics":"[Hook]\nI should’ve let you know, that you’re my only one\nI know you’re feeling numb, I'll fuck you 'til you cum\nSaid, \"I don’t understand, how you don’t got a man\"\nYou want me in your bed, 'cause I've been in your head\n\n[Verse 1]\nYou’ve been up all night, so you don’t wanna wait on me\nI’m bouta' catch my flight, so you don’t gotta wait on me\nNo more, you don’t wanna, you don’t wanna\nYou don’t wanna, you don’t wanna, you don’t wanna\nYou don’t wanna, you don’t wanna\nI’ve been up a very long time, wonder why they hate on me\nI don’t wanna love myself, I’m praying that they all love me\n'Cause you don’t wanna, you don’t wanna\nYou don’t wanna, you don’t wanna, you don’t wanna\nYou don’t wanna, you don’t wanna\n\n[Hook]\nI should’ve let you know, that you’re my only one\nI know you're feeling numb, I’ll fuck you till you cum\nSaid, \"I don’t understand, how you don’t got a man.\"\nYou want me in your bed, 'cause I've been in your head\n\n[Outro]\nNo, no, no\nNo, no, no\nNo, no, no\nNo, no, no\nNo, no, no\nNo, no, no","img_url":"https://t2.genius.com/unsafe/218x218/https%3A%2F%2Fimages.genius.com%2Fed6fde042b7d30214a1780c71f055ff6.500x500x1.jpg","artist_id":1,"album_id":1},"68":{"id":68,"title":"Headlights","lyrics":"[Produced by Emile Haynie \u0026 Jeff Bhasker]\n\n[Intro: Nate Ruess]\nMom, I know I let you down\nAnd though you say the days are happy\nWhy is the power off and I'm fucked up?\nAnd, Mom, I know he's not around\nBut don't you place the blame on me\nAs you pour yourself another drink, yeah\n\n[Chorus: Nate Ruess]\nI guess we are who we are\nHeadlights shining in the dark night, I drive on\nMaybe we took this too far\n\n[Verse 1: Eminem]\nI went in headfirst, never thinkin' about who what I said hurt\nIn what verse, my mom probably got it the worst\nThe brunt of it, but as stubborn as we are, did I take it too far?\n\"Cleanin' Out My Closet\" and all them other songs\nBut regardless, I don't hate you ‘cause, Ma\nYou're still beautiful to me, ‘cause you're my mom\nThough far be it from you to be calm\nOur house was Vietnam, Desert Storm\nAnd both of us put together could form an atomic bomb\nEquivalent to chemical warfare\nAnd forever we could drag this on and on\nBut agree to disagree, that gift for me\nUp under the Christmas tree don't mean shit to me\nYou're kicking me out? It's 15 degrees and it's Christmas Eve\n\"Little prick, just leave!\" Ma, let me grab my fuckin' coat\nAnything to have each other's goats\nWhy we always at each other's throats?\nEspecially when Dad, he fucked us both\nWe're in the same fuckin' boat\nYou'd think that'd make us close (Nope!)\nFurther away it drove us, but together, headlights shine\nAnd a car full of belongings, still got a ways to go\nBack to grandma's house – it's straight up the road\nAnd I was the man of the house\nThe oldest, so my shoulders carried the weight of the load\nThen Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old\nAnd that's when I realized you were sick\nAnd it wasn't fixable or changeable\nAnd to this day we remain estranged, and I hate it though, but—\n\n[Chorus: Nate Ruess]\nI guess we are who we are\nHeadlights shining in the dark night, I drive on\nMaybe we took this too far\n\n[Verse 2: Eminem]\n‘Cause to this day we remain estranged, and I hate it though\n‘Cause you ain't even get to witness your grandbabies grow\nBut I'm sorry, Momma, for \"Cleanin' Out My Closet\"\nAt the time I was angry, rightfully? Maybe so\nNever meant that far to take it though\n‘Cause now I know it's not your fault, and I'm not making jokes\nThat song I no longer play at shows\nAnd I cringe every time it's on the radio\nAnd I think of Nathan being placed in a home\nAnd all the medicine you fed us\nAnd how I just wanted you to taste your own\nBut now the medication's taking over\nAnd your mental state's deteriorating slow\nAnd I'm way too old to cry, the shit is painful though\nBut, Ma, I forgive you, so does Nathan, yo\nAll you did, all you said, you did your best to raise us both\nFoster care, that cross you bear\nFew may be as heavy as yours, but I love you, Debbie Mathers\nOh, what a tangled web we have ‘cause\nOne thing I never asked was\nWhere the fuck my deadbeat dad was\nFuck it, I guess he had trouble keepin' up with every address\nBut I'da flipped every mattress, every rock and desert cactus\nOwned a collection of maps\nAnd followed my kids to the edge of the atlas\nIf someone ever moved 'em from me\nThat you coulda bet your asses\nIf I had to come down the chimney, dressed as Santa, kidnap 'em\nAnd although one has only met their grandma once\nYou pulled up in our drive one night\nAs we were leavin' to get some hamburgers\nMe, her and Nate, we introduced you, hugged you\nAnd as you left I had this overwhelming sadness\nCome over me as we pulled off to go our separate paths\nAnd I saw your headlights as I looked back\nAnd I'm mad I didn't get the chance to\nThank you for being my mom and my dad\nSo, Mom, please accept this as a tribute\nI wrote this on the jet, I guess I had to get this off my chest\nI hope I get the chance to lay it 'fore I'm dead\nThe stewardess said to fasten my seatbelt, I guess we're crashin'\nSo, if I'm not dreamin', I hope you get this message that\nI'll always love you from afar, ‘cause you're my mom\n\n[Chorus: Nate Ruess]\nI guess we are who we are\nHeadlights shining in the dark night, I drive on\nMaybe we took this too far\n\n[Bridge: Nate Ruess]\nI want a new life (start over)\nOne without a cause (clean slate)\nSo I'm coming home tonight\nWell, no matter what the cost\nAnd if the plane goes down\nOr if the crew can't wake me up\nWell, just know that I'm alright\nI was not afraid to die\nOh, even if there's songs to sing\nWell, my children will carry me\nJust know that I'm alright\nI was not afraid to die\nBecause I put my faith in my little girls\nSo I never say goodbye cruel world\nJust know that I'm alright\nI am not afraid to die\n\n[Chorus: Nate Ruess]\nI guess we are who we are\nHeadlights shining in the dark night, I drive on\nMaybe we took this too far\nI want a new life","img_url":"https://t2.genius.com/unsafe/218x218/https%3A%2F%2Fimages.genius.com%2Fff9e2431dea9b70a92a5326d3631b654.1000x1000x1.png","artist_id":7,"album_id":38},"69":{"id":69,"title":"Without Me","lyrics":"[Intro: Obie Trice]\nObie Trice! Real name, no gimmicks – (*record scratch*)\n\n[Refrain 1: Eminem]\nTwo trailer park girls go 'round the outside\n'Round the outside, 'round the outside\nTwo trailer park girls go 'round the outside\n'Round the outside, 'round the outside\n\n[Refrain 2: Eminem]\nGuess who's back, back again\nShady's back, tell a friend\nGuess who's back, guess who's back\nGuess who's back, guess who's back\n\n[Verse 1: Eminem]\nI've created a monster, ‘cause nobody wants ta\nSee Marshall no more, they want Shady, I'm chopped liver\nWell, if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya\nA little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor\nSome vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker\nThan a shock when I get shocked at the hospital\nBy the doctor when I'm not co-operating\nWhen I'm rocking the table while he's operating (heyyy!)\nYou waited this long, now stop debating\n‘Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating\nI know that you got a job, Ms. Cheney\nBut your husband's heart problem's complicating\nSo the FCC won't let me be\nOr let me be me, so let me see\nThey try to shut me down on MTV\nBut it feels so empty without me\nSo, come on and dip, bum on your lips\nFuck that! Cum on your lips and some on your tits\nAnd get ready, ‘cause this shit's about to get heavy\nI just settled all my lawsuits—fuck you, Debbie!\n\n[Hook: Eminem]\nNow this looks like a job for me\nSo everybody, just follow me!\n‘Cause we need a little controversy\n‘Cause it feels so empty without me\nI said this looks like a job for me\nSo everybody, just follow me!\n‘Cause we need a little controversy\n‘Cause it feels so empty without me\n\n[Verse 2: Eminem]\nLittle hellions, kids feeling rebellious\nEmbarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis\nThey start feeling like prisoners helpless\n'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells, \"Bitch!!!\"\nA visionary, vision is scary\nCould start a revolution, polluting the airwaves\nA rebel, so just let me revel and bask\nIn the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass {smack}\nAnd it's a disaster, such a catastrophe\nFor you to see so damn much of my ass—you asked for me?\nWell, I'm back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na\nFix your bent antenna, tune it in, and then I'm gonna\nEnter in, and up under your skin like a splinter\nThe center of attention, back for the winter\nI'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling\nInfesting in your kid's ears and nesting\nTesting, attention please\nFeel the tension soon as someone mentions me\nHere's my ten cents, my two cents is free\nA nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?\n\n[Hook: Eminem]\nNow this looks like a job for me\nSo everybody, just follow me!\n‘Cause we need a little controversy\n‘Cause it feels so empty without me\nI said this looks like a job for me\nSo everybody, just follow me!\n‘Cause we need a little controversy\n‘Cause it feels so empty without me\n\n[Verse 3: Eminem]\nA tisk-it a task-it, I'll go tit for tat with\nAnybody who's talking \"this shit, that shit\"\nChris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked\nWorse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards\nAnd Moby? You can get stomped by Obie\nYou 36-year-old baldheaded fag, blow me!\nYou don't know me, you're too old, let go\nIt's over, nobody listens to techno\nNow let's go, just give me the signal\nI'll be there with a whole list full of new insults\nI been dope, suspenseful with a pencil\nEver since Prince turned himself into a symbol\nBut sometimes the shit just seems\nEverybody only wants to discuss me\nSo this must mean I'm disgusting\nBut it's just me, I'm just obscene\nNo, I'm not the first king of controversy\nI am the worst thing since Elvis Presley\nTo do black music so selfishly\nAnd use it to get myself wealthy\n(Heyyy!) There's a concept that works\nTwenty million other white rappers emerge\nBut no matter how many fish in the sea\nIt'll be so empty without me\n\n[Hook: Eminem]\nNow this looks like a job for me\nSo everybody, just follow me!\n‘Cause we need a little controversy\n‘Cause it feels so empty without me\nI said this looks like a job for me\nSo everybody, just follow me!\n‘Cause we need a little controversy\n‘Cause it feels so empty without me\n\n[Outro]\nHum dei dei la la Hum dei dei la la la la la\nHum dei dei la la Hum dei dei la la la la la\nKids!","img_url":"https://t2.genius.com/unsafe/218x218/https%3A%2F%2Fimages.genius.com%2F43c0028d130e85df2c466f2075684dbe.1000x1000x1.png","artist_id":7,"album_id":41},"70":{"id":70,"title":"Love Game","lyrics":"[Produced by Rick Rubin]\n\n[Verse 1: Eminem]\nSomething's burning, I can't figure out what (out what)\nIt's either lust or a cloud of dust\nJudgement is clouded; must\nJust be the powder from the power of (love)\nBut I'm in something I don't know how to get out of\nLeft my girl in the house alone\nIs that my soon-to-be-spouse’s moan?\nAnd the further I walk, the louder\nPause for a minute to make certain that's what I heard\n‘Cause after all, this is her place\nSo I give her the benefit of the doubt, I\nThink I might be about to bust her, bust her\nThe thought's scary, yo, though and it hurts – brace\nHope it ain't, \"Here we go, yo!\"\n‘Cause my head already goes to worst-case\nScenario, though in the first place\nBut you confirmed my low end theory though\nShoulda known when I made it all the way to third base\nAnd that was only the first date\nCoulda made it to home plate\nBut you slid straight for the dome and dove face first\n\"No (slurp) you don't (slurp) under (slurp) stand\nI (slurp) don't (slurp) do this for anyone ever.\"\nYeah, that ain't what they all say\nI'll say, you can suck a softball through a straw\nUsed to be my fiancé\n'Til you sucked on Wayne, André, and Kanye\nLeBron, Akon, Jay, Lil Jon, Raekwon, Ma$e\nPolow Tha Don, Dre, Dante Ross, James Conway, Kwame\nGuess I'm gettin' my g-goddang Jigga on, eh?\n‘Cause your name, I'm beyond sayin'\nBut fuck it, I'm movin' on, you women are all cray\nBut I'll probably always keep on playin'—\n\n[Bridge: Sample]\nThe game of love, love, love, love\nLa-la-la-la-la love\n\n[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]\nShe doesn't love me, no, she don't love me no more\nShe hates my company, yeah, she don't love me no more\nI tried to get her up out of my head, left my bags at the door\nShe screamed she loved me like she never did before\nAnd I told her: (Go where you wanna go!\nGo do whatcha want to do – I don't care!)\nAnd I told her: (Go where you wanna go!\nGo do whatcha want to do – I don't care!)\n\n[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]\nI told that bitch I'm a sucker for love, you a sucker for dick\nSuckin' dick in your momma tub, then your granny walked in\nTold the stupid nigga to duck under the water\nHe drowned, like an abortion\nThey booked you for manslaughter\nYou beat the case and I called ya\n\"Sherane is not available now, leave a message at the tone\nAnd Kendrick, don't forget to buy two pair of those\nExpensive heels, you little fuckin' Ferris Wheel\nFuckin' spinnin' on me – fuck you think, we gon' get married still?\nFuckin' Mary had a little lamb, this ain't no fairy tale\nFairy godmomma better tell you how I fuckin' feel\nLike you should fuckin' beat it\nOr fuckin' eat it while I'm on my period\nNow have a blessed day.\" Bitch, you serious?\nI'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious\nWhy you ain't fuckin' with me, you cut me deep as a Caesarean\nYou know I want you bad as a Benjamin, I'm delirious\nI want you bad as the head shattered on George Zimmerman\nAfter the Dillinger hit him diligently and killin' him\nHis mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblem\nThat's analogy and metaphor for you\nI should win a medal for all the ways I adore you\nThis is me talkin' cordial, yeah, I got some home trainin'\nThat ain't what you like, ain't it?\nWhat about if I was as famous as Marshall?\nWould you give fellatio in the carpool?\nCops pull us over, they just wanna know if you gargle\nSinging, \"I hope she's good enough\"\nMeanwhile you're chasin' her\nChlamydia couldn't even get rid of her\nPity the fool and pity the fool in me, I'ma live with the—\n\n[Bridge: Sample]\nThe game of love, love, love, love\nLa-la-la-la-la love\n\n[Hook: Kendrick Lamar \u0026 Eminem]\nShe doesn't love me, no, she don't love me no more\nShe hates my company, yeah, she don't love me no more\nI tried to get her up out of my head, left my bags at the door\nShe screamed she loved me like she never did before\nAnd I told her: (Go where you wanna go!\nGo do whatcha want to do – I don't care!)\nAnd I told her: (Go where you wanna go!\nGo do whatcha want to do – I don't care!)\n\n[Verse 3: Eminem]\nSo needless to say I'm feelin' betrayed\nSnatch my house key off her key chain\nShe jumps off Wee-Bey from The Wire's dick\nNow she's chasin' me with a cheese grater\nHere goes that broken record cliché\nIt's all my fault anyway, she's turning the tables, I'm a beat-break\nShe treats my face like Serato, she cuts and scratches like a DJ\nEach day is an Instant Replay\nThey say what we display is symptomatic of addict behavior\nBack together but forgot today was her b-day\nShe cut me off on the freeway\nSimple misunderstanding, but just as I went to slam on the brakes\nThat's when I realized that she may be as crazy as me, wait\nBitch cut my fuckin' brakeline\nStepped on them fuckers eight times\nStill goin' 73, thank God there's an exit comin' up\nWhat the mother F-U-C-K's wrong with her?\nHit the off ramp 'til I coasted to a goddamn halt\nHit a fuckin' tree, now here she comes at full speed\nShe's racing at me, okay, you wanna fuck with me, eh?\nSnatch the bitch out her car through the window\nShe screamin', I body slam her on the cement\nUntil the concrete gave and created a sinkhole\nBuried this stink ho in it, then pay to have the street repaved\n(The fuck?) Woke up in a dream state\nIn a cold sweat like I got hit with a freeze ray during a heat wave\nGuess I eventually caved though, ‘cause she's laying next to me in bed – directly aiming a gat at my head\nWoke up again and jumped up\nLike, \"Fuck it! I've had it, I'm checkin' into rehab.\"\nI confess I'm a static addict, I guess that's why I'm so clingy\nEvery girl I've ever had either says I got too much baggage\nOr I'm too fuckin' dramatic\nMan, what the fuck is the matter? I'm just a fuckin' romantic\nI fuckin' love you, you fuckin' bitch!\nCombative, possessive, in fact last time I was mad at an ex\nI actually set off a chain reaction of tragic events\nI said, \"Hit the road\" and after she left\nI sent that bitch a text, I said, \"Be careful driving\nDon't read this and have an accident\"\nShe glanced to look at it and wrecked\nToo bad, thought we had a connect\nNo sense dwelling makes, never been a more compelling case\nThan the model covered in L'Oreal and mace\nWho fell from grace eleven stories for storytelling\nWhile the whore was yelling, \"Rape!\"\n'Til her vocal cords were swelling\nAnd her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spellings' face\nStill they swarm the gates and my fancy estates\nTo greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace\nUnless you're Andrea Yates, don't ask me for a date\nDon't be late, well, the sentiment's great\nBut wait, think there's been a mistake\nYou wanted an intimate date, I wanna intimidate\nI have infinite hate in my blood\nIt's mainly because of the game of— (*Message sound*)\n\"Wait, dinner at eight?\", I have infinite hate in my blood\nIt's mainly because of the game of—\n\n[Outro]\nLove, love, love, love\nL-l, l-l-l-love","img_url":"https://t2.genius.com/unsafe/218x218/https%3A%2F%2Fimages.genius.com%2Ff35d0e008391018de2faba596a4c0fe3.999x999x1.jpg","artist_id":7,"album_id":38},"6":{"id":6,"title":"XXL Freshman Freestyle: XXXTENTACION","lyrics":"[Verse]\nAnd hell is just a government creation\nAnd all the information they solicit isn't nearly close to truth\nIt was clear since the alteration\nOf the books our children study when they said Columbus discovered America oh, the ultimatum\nOf telling you the truth but oh well I'm already in hell\nI'm tired of havin' patience\nSo I'ma sell my soul and say some shit that fuckin' bothers you\nJesus wasn't white nor black, I can't knock it\nWas somewhat a Arab and one hell of a prophet\nDon't understand why J. 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