Like Toy Soldiers



Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down...
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers

(Verso 1)
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
I am never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it
Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter
I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to
I'm supposed to set an example
I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em
If some shit ever just pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em
Now the Ja shit i tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it
It was crazy, this shit be way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted
And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it
This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it
That was never my object for someone to get killed
Why would I wanna destroy something I help build
It wasn't my intentions, my intentions was good
I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' Suge
Now it's just out of respect for not runnin' my mouth
And talkin' about something that I knew nothing about
Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn't my beef
So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth
While he's all over t.v. down talkin' a man who literally saved my life
Like fuck it i understand this is business
And this shit just isn't none of my business
But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute cuz

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers


(Verso 2)
There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme
And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin'
But now it's elevated cuz once you put someone's kids in it
The shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it?
It's a different ball game, callin' names and you ain't just rappin'
We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin'
Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him
And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him
Until Ja started yappin' in magazines how we stabbed him
Fuck it 50 smash 'em, mash 'em and let him have it
Meanwhile my attention is pullin' in other directions
Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk
Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his ressurection
Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record
But now he's fucked the game up cuz one of the ways I came up
Was through that publication the same one that made me famous
Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin'
Well fuck it, that mutherfucker can get it too, fuck him then
But I'm so busy being pissed off I don't stop to think
That we just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc.
And he's inherited mine which is fine ain't like either of us mind
We still have soldiers that's on the front line
That's willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders
Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us
We'll maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in a Coro
To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is
To have Runion Avenue Soldiers up in our corners
Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is
But I ain't tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered
There ain't words that I can't think of a perfecter way to word it
Then to just say that I love ya'll too much to see the virdict
I'll walk away from it all before I let it go any further
But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coppin'
I'm just willin' to be the bigger man
If ya'll can quit poppin' off at your jaws with the knockin'
Cuz frankly I'm sick of talkin'
I'm not gonna let someone elses coffin rest on my conscience cuz

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers...

My Band


(Eminem)
I don’t know dude, I think everyone’s all jealous in s__t
because I’m like the lead singer of the band dude
and I think every ones got a f__kin problem with me dude
and they need to take it up with me after the show

(Coro:)
(Eminem)
these chicks don’t even know the name of my band
But there all on me like they wanna hold hands
cause once I blow they know that I’ll be the man
All because I’m the lead singer of my band.

(Verso 1)
(Eminem)
So I get on the stage right drop the mic
Walk up to these hot chicks and I’m all like
What’s up ladies my names Slim Shady
I’m the lead singer of D12 baby
There all like “oh my god it’s him,
Becky oh my F__king god it’s eminem.
I sware to f__kin god dude you F__kin rock,
please Marshal please let me suck your C__k”
by now the rest of the fellas get jealous
especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
____ start yelling, all the hot babes
throw there bras and shirts and there panties on stage
so like every single night they pick a fight with me
but when we fight it’s kinda like sibling rivalry
cuz there back on stage the next night with me
dude I just think your just trying to steal the light from me
yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
because I told him Jessica Alba’s my wife to be
this rock star S__t is the life for me
and all the other guys just despise me because….

(Coro)

(Eminem)
My Band, my band, my band X3
Baby yeah
(Swift)
Gimme this mic

(Verso 2)
(Swift)
Gimme this mic
You just wanna see a n___a backwards don’t you
Hey dad how come we don’t rap off pro tools
Smash these vocals and do a performance
But we in a van and he in a tour bus
You don’t want my autograph you’s a liar
Nah I’m swift “oh I thought you were Kuniva”
What the hell is wrong with our dressing room
Cause our s__t looking smaller than a decimal
See I know how to rap, it’s simple but
All I did was read a Russell Simons book
So I’m more in tact trying to get on the map
Doing jumping jacks while getting whipped on my back
(Kuniva)
Look at Em’s little punk ass thinking he’s the s__t
(Kon Artist)
Yeah I know man by himself taking all the flicks
(Kuniva)
I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue
(Eminem)
No I had an interview, not you two
(Kuniva)
You gonna be late for sound check
(Kon Artist)
Man I ain’t going to sound check
(Kuniva)
But our mics are screwed up
(Kon Artist)
And his always sound best
You know what man, I’ma say somethin
hay yo Em
(Eminem)
You got somethin to say
(Kon Artist)
Man no
(Kuniva)
I thought you were about to tell him off, man what’s up
(Kon Artist)
I’m tell him when I feel like it, man shut up
You didn’t even back me up we supposed to be crew
(Kuniva)
I was about to talk right after you I sware (I sware man)
(Kon Artist)
Ah whatever

(Coro)

(Verso 3)
(Proof)
They say the lead singers rock but the group is not
Went from sold out arenas to amusement parks
I’m gonna let the world know that proof is hot
I should cut his mic off when the music starts
(hey yo what’s)
Ready to snap on a dumb ass fan
That be talking about “hey yo dude I love your band”
We ain’t a band b___c we don’t play instruments
So why he get ninety and we only get ten percent
These guys acting funny every area code
(Eminem)
Proof carry my bag

(Proof)
You carry your own
Can’t make it to the stage security in my way
(who the F__K are you? Where’s Obie and Dre?)

(Verso 4)
(Bizarre)
Damn it, I’m sick of this group
Time for me to go solo and make some loot
I told you I make the beats, wrote all the raps
Till Kon Artist slipped me some C__K
Lose Yourself video, I was in the back
Superman video, I was in the back
F__k the media, I got some suggestions
F__k Marshall ask us some questions
Like who’s D12, how we get started
“what about Eminem”, B___h are you retarded
anyway I’m the popularist guy in the group
Big ass stomach, b___h’s think I’m cute
Fifty told me do sit ups to get buff
did two and a half and couldn’t get up
f__k D12 I’m out a this band
I’m a start a group with the real Roxanne….

(Eminem)
Girl why can’t you see
you’re the only one for me
And it just tears my ass apart to know that
you don’t know my band.

(Coro)

(Bizarre)
Man F__k this
these chicks don’t even know the name of my band
But there all on me like they wanna hold hands(F__K Marshal)
cause once I blow they know that I’ll be the man(Yeah)
All because I’m the new lead singer .... ha ha ha

(Eminem)
My Band, my band, my band X3
(Bizarre)
The band, our band, the band, my band, roxanne shante, that’s me.
(Kon Artist)
the hardest boy band in the world… D12

(Eminem)
I’m the lead singer of my band,
I get all the girls to take off there underpants
I’m the lead singer of my band,
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
My salsa, look out for my next single It’s called my salsa
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off there underpants
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off their underpants
My salsa

(Eminem)
Where did everybody go?

Any Man



(Eminem)
Hi!
Original Bad Boy on the case, cover your face
Came in the place blowed, and sprayed Puffy with Mase
I laced the weed with insect repellant, better check the smelly
Eminem starts with E, better check the spelling
with a capital, somebody grab me a Snapple
I got an aspirin capsule trapped in my adam's apple (hurry up!)
Somebody dropped me on my head, and I was sure
that my mother did it, but the bitch won't admit it was her
I slit her stomach open with a scalpel when she was six months
and said, "I'm ready now bitch - ain't you feelin these kicks cunt?"
The world ain't ready for me yet, I can tell
I'll probably have a cell next to the furnace in hell
I'm sicker than sperm cells with syphillis germs
and I'm hotter than my dick is, when I piss and it burns
I kick you in the tummy until you sick to your stomach
and vomit so much blood that your clothes stick to you from it (yuck!)
(Yuck!) Hit you in the head with a brick til you plummet
If y'all don't like me, you can suck my dick til you numb it
And all that gibberish you was spittin, you need to kill it
Cause your style is like dyin in my sleep, I don't feel it

(Coro: Eminem)

Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
is fuckin crazy -- you hear me? Ha?
Is fuckin crazy -- hello, hi!
Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
is fuckin crazy -- do you hear me?
Is fuckin crazy

(Eminem)
I'm ice grillin you, starin you down with a gremlin grin
I'm Eminem, you're a fag in a women's gym
I'm Slim, the Shady is really a fake alias
to save me with in case I get chased by space aliens
A brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uranium
than a maniac Saudi Arabian
A highly combustible head, spazmatic
strapped to a Kraftmatic adjustable bed
Laid up in the hospital in critical condition
I flatlined; jumped up and ran from the mortician
High speed, IV full of thai weed
Lookin Chinese, with my knees stuck together like siamese
twins, joined at the groin like lesbians
Uhh, pins and needles, hypodermic needles and pins
I hope God forgives me for my sins -- it probably all depends
on if I keep on killin my girlfriends

(Coro: Eminem)

Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
is fuckin crazy -- you hear me? Ha?
Is fuckin crazy -- listen!!
Cause any man who would jump in front of a minivan
for twenty grand and a bottle of pain pills and a minithin
is fuckin crazy -- you hear me?
Is fuckin crazy