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Eminem: Mosh - Lyrics
His tales are outrageously raunchy, and in the course of a performance, he exposes his thoughts, fears, and aggravations in the bluntest, most colorful terms. Sexuality, as might be expected, is an obsession. But rather than offer sexist caricatures, Carrington probes his own psyche. But not everything is about sex, nor are all the stories obscene. Carrington is just as funny talking about shopping for caskets or expressing his hope that God has a sense of humor. Like Clower, Carrington tells how rural Southerners react to a changing, sometimes confusing world.
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I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America And to the Republic for which it stands One nation under God It feels so good to be back I scrutinize every word, memorize every line I spit it once, refuel re-energize and rewind I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as I'm a whip someone's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task And in juggling both perhaps mastered his craft Slash entrepreneur who has held onto few more rap acts Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half Of his career typical manure moving past that Mr. Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors c'mon And as we proceed, To Mosh through this desert storm, In these closing statements, if they should argue Let us beg to differ As we set aside our differences And assemble our own army To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction That we call our President, for the present And Mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard Mr. President, Mr.
I figure ya said that cuz yo' bitch was on yo' back Dead that, this vigilante wit' swords gon' come and chop down yo' facts I stand amongst he square with a youth, phony prevail Anythin other than that nigga, just condemned by Hell Is you slick just to do the shit like Buddhists? Heather B, three hundred sixty degrees, level move this My audio shells is my surface and my third eye covered by mucus Oh, so there's a hundred-eight pressure points, I'm sorry ya didn't know this Ha, ya hopeless, also soon to be homeless Ya betta sit back and start taken fuckin dough to this My dosage, sick like white lotus, don't never quote this Realize this tritan is mad ferocious For the minute, I rolls out my Old Earth's home Thug life became known and sold drugs like Al Capone So, you'se a so-called thug nigga, here's a slug for ya wigga How ya figure? Ya test the style that was born to be wit' ya I was born to be bad, the Brooklyn Zu, Thief of Bagdad Lay yo' ass on the grass, and gimme all ya fuckin cash! You gonna make me fuck somebody up Yo, you, you and you If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo Don't make me do it! You gonna make me fuck somebody up You know who I be, nigga, what?!