I Tried So Hard (remix) by Eminem
[Eminem Intro from "Cleanin out my closet"]
Where's my snares
i have no snares headphones in my ears
there ya go
yo yo
[CHORUS : Akon, Bone thugs]
I tried so hard can't seems gettin away from misery
man I tried so hard
always be victim of these streets
and ain't my fault cuz i
tryin to get away but trouble follows me
and still i try so hard
hopin one day come and rescue me but until then
i'be posted up right here
rain sleet hail snow
but until then
I'be posted up right here with my heat get dough
[2nd VERSE from "Love me" : EMINEM]
There's a certain mystique when I speak,
that you notice that's sorta unique,
cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep,
and I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat,
you can't sit still, it's like tryin to smoke crack
and go to sleep, I'm strapped,
just knowing any minute I could snap,
I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped,
I bully these rappers so bad lyrically,
it ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry,
it ain't even money, you can't pay me enough
for you to play me, it's cockamanie,
you just ain't zaney enough to rock with Shady,
my noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clocks cuckoo,
I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kit an' kaboodle,
I'm just brutal. It's no rumour, I'm numero uno, assume it,
there's no humour in it no more, you know
I'm rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag,
you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
you better love me... bitch
[CHORUS : Akon, Bone thugs]
I tried so hard can't seems gettin away from misery
man I tried so hard
always be victim of these streets
and ain't my fault cuz i
tryin to get away but trouble follows me
and still i try so hard
hopin one day come and rescue me but until then
i'be posted up right here
rain sleet hail snow
but until then
I'be posted up right here with my heat get dough
[2nd VERSE from "Lose Yourself" : EMINEM]
The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
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