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Nuovo leak Eminem – Cocaine completa+testo

Nuovo leak Eminem - Cocaine completa+testo

Finalmente in rete Cocaine il feat con Jazmine Sullivan Probabilmente da Relapse 2, eccolo sotto




Got to have it

Yeah, I made it

I'm addicted

Yeah, I'm feigning (I think that's what she says?)

1 verso:

This is a beat with no words at first

It's a blank painting

Exercising the mind is brain strength training

Starts off with somethin', like Shady's an insane mani-

-ac, Yeah, Slim Shady, that's a zany name, ain't it?

Now all you need's an image to go with the name, baby

Wife beaters and white t-shirts, Hanes mainly 

It's a long shot, but is it possible there's a lane, maybe?

If not, he's gonna have to come and change the whole game, ain't he?

He wants the fame so bad he can taste it

He could see his name up in lights

Women screaming his fuckin' name, fainting

Shady did it, he sold out the whole dang stadium

Joe Schmoe made it, he took his Plain Jane lady and his baby Hailie out the trailer

But he ain't trailing anymore, he's ahead of the race

While maintaining his innocence

Little does he know, his train is derailing

And he's about to be raped by this game anally 


What would you do for it?

What would you give for it?

For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E.

'Cause once you get in, you wanna leave

Got to have it

Yeah, I made it

I'm addicted

Yeah, I'm feigning 


Secondo verso

You're operating on all cylinders

Syllables spit like Dillinger's spilling ya guts

People are feeling ya mic skills, but these haters are ice grillin' ya

Willing to sacrifice anything for the life that they might steal from ya

Fake friends'll kill for ya, die for ya

But you can't decipher “why?” for the life of ya

It wasn't like this when you were Cypherin' 

Argue wit' your wife again

She found Vicodin in your pants last night again

Your dispute's public, nothing is private anymore

Oh, and your best friend? Say bye-bye to him

What kinda apple you take a bite'a, Slim?

(This is what you wanted Marshall, ain't it?)

Fuck, no!

The way that it turned out was nothin' like the picture that I painted in my head

Sometimes a dream to make it, it's more fun than it is to actually make it

The game stripped me naked

It robbed me ever having another real relation-

-ship, with another girl

This world is a fuckin' trip

'Cause I slip in another world, proceed, take another hit

Sniff 'til I fuckin' hurl, tell 'em all to fuckin' sit

And spin 'til they fuckin' twirl, middle finger up again

Relapsing back in this game

Oh well, fuck it, then