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                                   Nelly feat. Kelly Rowland                                                                                                                                                                                      

                  DILEMMA

I love and I need you
Nelly, I love you, I do
Need you


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you


Uh-uh-uh-uh
I met this chick and she just moved right up the block
from me
And she got the hots for me, the finest thing I need
to see
But oh, no, no, she got a man and a son, oh-oh, but
that’s okay
‘Cause I wait for my cue and just listen, play my
position
Like a shortstop, pick up e’rything mami hittin’
And in no time I better make this friend mine and
that’s for sure
‘Cause I-I never been the type to break up a happy
home
But there’s something ‘bout baby girl, I just can’t
leave her ‘lone
So tell me, ma, what’s it gonna be
She said, "You don’t know what you mean to me," come
on


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you


Uh-uh-uh-uh
I see a lot in your look and I never say a word
I know how n****s start actin’ trippin’ , and hate up
all the girls
And there’s no way Nelly go for it
Ain’t f***in’ with no dame, as you could see
But I-I like your steeze, your style, your whole
demeanor
The way you come through and holler, and swoop me in
his two-seater
Now that’s gangsta and I got special ways to thank ya,
don’t you forget it
But it ain’t that easy for you to back up and leave
him
But you and me we got ties for different reasons
I respect that and right before I turned to leave
She said, "You don’t know what you mean to me," come
on


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you


Sing it for me, K


I love and I need you
Nelly, I love you, I do
And it’s more than you’ll ever know
Boy, it’s for sure
You can always count on my love
Forever more, yeah, yeah


East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right
Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(‘Cause you don’t know what you mean to me)
Midwest, I see you swingin’ right


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you


East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right
Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(You don’t know what you mean to me)
Midwest, I see you swingin’ right


East coast, you’re still shakin’ right
Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(You don’t know what you mean to me)
Midwest, you’re still swingin’ right


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you


No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you


Yeah, yeah


East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right
Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(You don’t know what you mean to me)
Midwest, I see you swingin’ right


East coast, you’re still shakin’ right
Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(You don’t know what you mean to me)
Midwest, you’re still swingin’ right

                                           EMINEM

                         CLEANIN OUT MY CLOSET

[Intro]
Where's my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones - there you go
Yeah.. yo, yo

[Eminem]
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
I have; I've been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfuckin kid that's behind
all this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's explodin
Tempers flarin from parents just blow 'em off and keep goin
Not takin nothin from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathin
Keep kickin ass in the mornin and takin names in the evenin
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now; I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?
I'ma make you look so ridiculous now

[Chorus: Eminem]
I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleanin out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleanin out my closet

[Eminem]
Ha! I got some skeletons in my closet
and I don't know if no one knows it
So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'ma expose it; I'll take you back to '73
before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months
My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch
cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
No I don't on second thought I just fuckin wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try
to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe made some mistakes
but I'm only human, but I'm man enough to face them today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun
Cuz I'da killed him; shit I woulda shot Kim and them both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Now I would never diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissin
But put yourself in my position; just try to envision
witnessin your momma poppin prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitchin that someone's always goin throuh her purse and shit's missin
Goin through public housin systems, victim of Munchausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomach
doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?
But guess what? You're gettin older now and it's cold when your lonely
And Nathan's growin up so quick he's gonna know that your phony
And Hailie's gettin so big now; you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her - she won't even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song - keep tellin yourself that you was a mom!
But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch; I hope you fuckin burn in hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well guess what, I +AM+ dead - dead to you as can be!

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

                                        EMINEM

                                     CRIMINAL

A lotta people ask me, stupid Fuckin' questions, A lotta poeple think that, What I say on a record or what I talk about on a record, That I actually do in real life, Or that I believe in it, Or if say that i wanna kill somebody then I'm actually gonna do it, Or that I believe in it, Hmm shit, If you believe that, then I'll kill you, you know why? cuz i'm a CRIMINAL! CRIMINAL! You're goddamn right, I'm a CRIMINAL! yea i'm a CRIMINAL! My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge, and I'll stab you in the head whether you're a fag or lez, But a homo sex a maph or trans or lez pants or dress , hate fags the answer's yes, Homophobic? Nah your just Hederophobic staring at my jeans watchin my genitals bulgin, That's my motherfuckin' balls you better let go of em', They belong in my scrodem you'll never get hold of em', Hey it's me Versache, look somebody shot me, and I was just checkin' the mail, get it? Checkin' the male, How many records you expecting to sell, after your second LP sends you directly to jail? Come on relax guy, I like gay men right ken? Give me an a men, "a men!" Please lord, this boy needs Jesus, he's our only child help us destroy these demons oh and please send me a brand new car and a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital, Preacher, preacher, fifth grade teacher, you can't reach me my mom can't neither, You can't teach my a goddamn thing, cuz I watch TV and com cast cable, and you ain't able to stop these thoughts, you can't stop me from toppin' these charts, and you can't stop me from droppin each March, with a brand new CD for these fuckin' retards, and to think it's just little old me, Mr. don't give a fuck still won't leave, I'm a CRIMINAL! Cuz every time that I write a rhyme, these people think that it's a crime to, tell em' what's on my mind. I guess I'm a CRIMINAL! I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em' the bird and, keep goin' I don't take shit from no one, I'm a CRIMINAL! Cuz every time that I write a rhyme, these people think that it's a crime to, tell em' what's on my mind. I guess I'm a CRIMINAL! I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em' the bird and keep goin', I don't take shit from no one. My mother did drugs, hard liquor, cigarettes, and speed. The baby came out disfigured, ligaments and knee it's a seed, that would grow up just as crazy as she, Don't dare make fun of that baby, cuz that baby was me, I'm a CRIMINAL! an animal caged to turn crazed, but how the fuck you supposed, to grow up when you weren't raised, So as I got older, and I got a lot taller, my dick shrunk smaller and my balls got larger, I drank more liquor to fuck you up quicker, then you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word, my motors went (fart), when the president got home, sex in his oval office on top of his desk, he was all his own employee, don't ignore me you won't avoid me, you can't miss me i'm white blonde hair, and my nose is pointy I'm the bad guy, who makes fun of people that die, in plane crashes and laugh as long, as it aint happenen to him, Slim Shady I'm as crazy as him, and Kim combined, (the maniac's in), The place is the doc because, Dre couldn't make it today, He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin' his place, oh that's DRE with an AK to his face, Don't make me kill him too, and spray his brains all over the place, I told you DRE, you should have kept that thing put away, I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it hey, (ha ha BANG!) CRIMINAL! (Car pulls up)(music blends into the background) DRE: allright look just go up in that motherfucka, get the motherfuckin' money and get the fuck up outa there! EMINEM: Aight! DRE: I'll be right here waitin' for ya! EMINEM: Aight! DRE: Yo Em! EMINEM: What?! DRE: Don't kill nobody this time! EMINEM: Aight! EMINEM: Goddamn! Fuckin' kiss my fuckin' ass...(mumbling) (whisteling) EMINEM: Hi how you doin? LADY: Uh huh... EMINEM: Yea I need to make a withdrawl, (bag opening) EMINEM: Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch or i'm gonna kill you! LADY: Oh my god! EMINEM: I'm not gonna kill you. LADY: (mumbling different things) EMINEM: I told you I'm not gonna fuckin' kill you! LADY: Don't kill me! EMINEM: Hurry the fuck up! (*BANG*) EMINEM: Thank you! (music starts again) Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it, so when I rob a bank run out and just dive in it, and so I be desguised in it, and if anybody identifies the guy in it, I hide for five minutes, come back, shoot the eyewitness, and fire at the private eye hide the pry in my business, die bitches! bastards, rats, pests, this puppy's lucky i didn't blast his ass yet, If I ever gave a fuck I'd shave my nuts, tuck my dick in between my legs and cluck, you motherfuckin' chickens ain't brave enough, to say the stuff I say so just tape it shut, shit half the shit I say I just make it up, to make you mad so kiss my white naked ass, And if it's not a rapper I make it as, I'm gonna be fuckin' rapist in a Jason mask. I'm a CRIMINAL! Cuz every time that I write a rhyme, these people think that it's a crime to, tell em' what's on my mind. I guess I'm a CRIMINAL! I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em' the bird and keep goin', I don't take shit from no one. I'm a CRIMINAL! Cuz every time that I write a rhyme, these people think that it's a crime to, tell em' what's on my mind. I guess I'm a CRIMINAL! I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em' the bird and keep goin', I don't take shit from no one. I'm a CRIMINAL! Cuz every time that I write a rhyme, these people think that it's a crime to, tell em' what's on my mind. I guess I'm a CRIMINAL! I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em' the bird and keep goin', I don't take shit from no one. I'm a CRIMINAL! Cuz every time that I write a rhyme, these people think that it's a crime to, tell em' what's on my mind. I guess I'm a CRIMINAL! I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em' the bird and keep goin', I don't take shit from no one. I AM A CRIMINAL! (*BANG*)