angry eminem

"Kill You"

[Eminem]
When I was just a little baby boy,
my momma used to tell me these crazy things
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man,
she used to tell me he hated me
But then I got a little bit older
and I realized, she was the crazy one
But there was nothing I could do or say to try to change it
cause that's just the way she was

They said I can't rap about being broke no more
They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more
(AH!) Slut, you think I won't choke no whore
'til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more?!
(AH!) These motherfuckers are thinking I'm playing
Thinking I'm saying the shit cause I'm thinking it just to be saying it
(AH!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gonna shoot you
I'ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it through you
(AH!) Shut up slut, you're causing too much chaos
Just bend over and take it like a slut, OK Ma?
"Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore,
snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?"
You god damn right BITCH, and now it's too late
I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in two states
I invented violence, you vile venomous volatile bitches
vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! [*chainsaw revs up*]
Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all
dangling from his neck, while his head barely hangs on
Blood, guts, guns, cuts
Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts

[Chorus: Eminem]

Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me
Girls neither - you ain't nothing but a slut to me
Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef
We ain't gonna never stop beefing I don't squash the beef
You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper dead
for popping off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't said
But when they kill me - I'm bringing the world with me
Bitches too! You ain't nothing but a girl to me
.. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (cause why?)
Cause Shady, will fucking kill you (ah-ha ha)
I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady (why?)
Cause Shady, will fucking kill you..

[Eminem]
Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you
in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you
Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the hell up!
I'm trying to develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em
I ain't "acid rap," but I rap on acid
Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added
WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO!
Just criminal intent to sodomize women again
Eminem offend? NO! Eminem insult
And if you ever give in to him, you give him an impulse
to do it again, THEN, if he does it again
you'll probably end up jumping out of something up on the 10th
(Ah!) Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done this ain't the chorus
I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest
A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times
in a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman?
Serial killer hiding murder material
in a cereal box on top of your stereo
Here we go again, we're out of our medicine
out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in

[Chorus (first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!")]

[Eminem]
Eh-heh, know why I say these things?
Cause lady's screams keep creeping in Shady's dreams
And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks
this eighty G's a week to say the same things TWEECE!
TWICE? Whatever, I hate these things
Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks
Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows
just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink?
FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer
from fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds of her
from principal to the student body and counselor
from in-school to before school to out of school
I don't even believe in breathing I'm leaving air in your lungs
just to hear you keep screaming for me to seep it
OK, I'M READY TO GO PLAY
I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J.
I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S THROAT ACHE
You faggots keep egging me on
'til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop?
SHUT UP! Give me your hands and feet
I said SHUT UP when I'm talking to you
YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME!

[Chorus]
[first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!", ninth line starts "Bitch I'ma kill you!"]

[Eminem]
Ha ha, I'm just playing ladies
You know I love you 

fUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCkkkkkkkkk!

Peculiar consequences 
Potent, fallacious euphoria entails
Like a fish on a hook, there I flail
Deplorable puckish actions
Long overdue to slay the attractions
Except it's light-hearted
Increasingly so long after I started
Eyebrows raised 
I meet the gaze
Time to be unfazed
The only one in the world unaware
Last to know, say a little prayer
Imperfections tread on me, grow on me
Sink deeper, so I see them perfectly
Crassness juxtaposes feigning rapture
Almost sick---so impetuous 
Now I'm sticking, you better capture
Boat's rocked, I'll start to fuss
Over the world's fucked up 
Sordid secrets 
Coverups 
Deception 
Continually feigning introspection
She's possibly wretched and not bent
In the right places
Not worth a dime
Resistant to fill my empty spaces
Going 200 as I'm tied to a pole
You cut me thin and cut me dry
Body clenching like I'm on hot coals
Sob until I have a black eye
I had a fantasy I could be what I want to be
Long as I stay positive
I'll find a place more serene than right here is
Trek across the nation with a tiny suitcase
How much longer till you see my face?
Hell, I'm gone without a trace
When will I be back?
Don't ask me that
When some light bleeds into the pitch black
Pocket full of change, barrel full of trips
With your eyes rolling you can't get a grip
Call me flighty, call me petulant
Yes, I'm reckless but I'll be back in a second
In my Nissan, spewing black clouds
If I keep this up, you won't be around
I'm smoking now
Chug a fifth of Vladamir
Damn, I should've stuck to beer
That's what I get when I drown my sorrows
Wishing that I'll make it out alive tomorrow
I'll make mincemeat out of pieces of your bones
Time is of the essence, mind as well be alone
I'm not one to fade, but if I'm cut I'm prone
Chew me up, then spit me out
I've walked through a wall of thorns
Can you even hear the bullshit you spout?
I've tried to take the bull by the horns
Motherfucker I've busted that artery
On my neck it was bulging 
Only I can get through to me
Because of you I'm more self-indulgent
Give a little, get a little
That's what they preach
So brittle you spittle and then belittle
They get everything that's out of reach
I'm not gonna say it (fuck it) so I'm thickheaded?
You better watch where you made your bed at
Vipers gonna slither up and bite
Like some dust and some termites
We'll see whose hollering and hooting
Twenty snail-paced years from now
Eternally bound to a spring
Only I can subside the bitter
It's salt to my gashes
Go ahead, pretend I'm a quitter
I'll be the one sweeping up your ashes

Churchill

Courage is going from failure to failure without losing enthusiasm.
        -Winston Churchill

empowerment

"Don't ask yourself what the world needs, ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then and go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who are alive."
~Howard Thurman 


"He who is not everyday conquering some fear has not learned the secret of life."
~Ralph Waldo Emerson


"You cannot control what happens to you, but you can control your attitude toward what happens to you, and in that, you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you."
~Sri Ram


"The more you dwell on what you don't have, the more you get what you don't want."
~Unknown


"Life is not what it's supposed to be. It is what it is. The way you cope with it is what makes the difference."
~Virginia Satir


"All great changes are preceded by chaos."
~Deepak Chopra

go lesbos!

'Lesbians have more orgasms'

Last updated at 09:51 21 September 2006

Women having lesbian sex are more likely to reach orgasm than those embarking on straight sex, according to a survey published today.

Researchers found that 76 per cent of women who slept with another woman reached orgasm, compared to only 69 per cent who slept with men.

The survey's findings appeared in the Journal of Sex Research.

The research was carried out in Australia, where 19,000 people took part. Researchers claimed that the reason behind the findings was that men were selfish and concentrated mostly on themselves.

Three quarters of women questioned by the three universities to carry out the research admitted their most recent sexual activity involved some form of 'manual stimulation'.

problem with authority?

I despise admitting to it, but I have a problem with authority. I never do what they have in mind, let alone what they demand I do.


I have a job interview in like an hour...AHHHHHHHH! Great. We'll see how it goes. It's to work at the library. Which would be ideal. So easy! They seemed desperate too for someone, so that's where I come in people! You catch my drift?


I'm not broke, but I'm unemployed. I've got plenty of money in the bank, but I do not spend much of it at all. 
I can't hold down a fucking job for the life of me. Hopefully this is not a frightening picture of what's yet to come. Let's hope this novel gets published someday otherwise I am FUCKED. Especially if I'm gonna be living large in West Hollywood, I cannot be some starving artist! 

Next part of novel/novellaaaa: stay tuned!!!!!!!

Jane is convinced the dubious family who live on the block behind her stole her tattered yet precious volume of Sylvia Plath poetry that she got from a secondhand bookstore.
"Some people value their charmbracelets passed down from their great grandmothers, some hold onto their mother's atrocious as sin and cream puff bulgy wedding dress, and others adore their Johnny Depp autographs. Me? Morbid poetry. Because it's fucking art. And it inspires every pore in my body and makes a miniscule part of me stupendous."


Jane's friend Edna firmly believes Jane is acting petulantly and is off her rocker. She thinks Jane just had a childhood obsession with Harriet the Spy which bled over into her adolescence and that's why she's thinking of an inane excuse as to why they should break into these people's house and look for something. 


Jane claims to Edna that she truly cannot find her copy of "The Colossus". Edna thinks she's full of shit and tells her it's probably wedged underneath her swamp of papers on her desk.


More to come. Stay tuned, y'alls.


Then segway to next tale...