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Eminem

Love, don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more

Young money, yeah
Ugh throw dirt on me, and grow a wild flower,
But it's fuck the world, get a child out her,
Yeah my life a bitch, but you know nothing bout her,
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers,
I'm rollin' sweets, I'm smoking sour,
Married to the game, but she broke her vows,
That's why my bars, are full of broken bottles,
And my night stands are full of open bibles,
Ugh I think about more then I forget,
But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat,
And these niggas know I lay them down make your bed,
Bitches try to kick me while I'm down I break your leg,
Money out weighing problems on the triple beam,
I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes,
Ugh, be good or be good at it, fucking right I got my gun semi carter-matic.

Yeah put they dick in their mouth, so I guess its fuck with they say,
I'm high as a bitch, up up and away, man I come down in a couple of days,
Okay you want me up in the cage, then I'll come out in beast mode,
I got this world stuck in a safe, combination is the G code,
Its weezy motherfucka' blood gang and I'm in bleed mode,
All about my dope but I don't even check the peep hole,
So you can keep knocking, but won't knock me down, no love lost, no love found.

Its a little to late to say that you're sorry now, (yeah)
You kicked me when I was down,
But what you say just don't hurt me (That's right),
It don't hurt me no more (And I don't need you)
(Don't wanna see you) no more (Hah bitch you get no love)
You showed me nothing but hate,
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
And you don't hurt me (That's right),
It don't hurt me no more (And I don't need you)
(Don't wanna see you) no more (Hah bitch you get no love)

No love, no, no love, no
No love, no, no love, no (ha bitch you get no)
No love, no, no love, no
No love, and I don't need ya, get 'em

I'm alive again, more alive then I've been in my whole entire life I can
See these people ears perk up as I begin to spaz with the pen
I'm a little bit sicker then most,
Shits gonna get thick again,
They say the competition is stiff but I get a hard dick from this shit now stick it in,
I ain't ever given in again,
Caution to the wind complete freedom,
Look at these rappers how I treat them,
So why the fuck would I join them, when I beat them,
They call me a freak 'cause I like to spit on these pussy's before I eat them,
Man get these whack cock suckers stage where the fuck is Kanye when you need him,
Snatch the mic from 'em
Bitch I'm a let you finish in a minute yeah the rap was tight but um,
I spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight and um,
Scribble out them rhymes you was gonna spit
An start over from scratch and write new ones,
But I'm afraid it ain't gonna make no difference when I rip the shades and tear it in half tonight,
Its an adrenaline rush you feel the bass thump all the way to the parking lot fellow,
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal,
Cold hearted from the day I bo-guarded the game I soul started,
A rock fellow and I'm not even in my harshest
You can see can get roasted,
'Cause Marshal's not mellow,
So on top, fill it from the top, I'm not gonna stop em,
Standing on my monopoly board,
That's means I'm on top of my game,
And it don't stop, till my hip don't hop anymore,
When you so good that you cant say it cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore,
People just get sick 'cause you spit these fools drool and dribble a drop anymore,
And you cant ever break my stride,
You never slowed the momentum and at any moment I'm about to blow
You never take my pride,
I'm killing the flow slow and venom, any opponent, is getting no mercy mark my words,
And let enough relentless I smell blood,
I don't give a fuck keep given them hell,
Where was you when I fell and needed help up, you get no love

Its a little to late to say that you're sorry now, (uh)
You kicked me when I was down,
But what you say just don't hurt me (That's right),
It don't hurt me no more (And I don't need you)
(Don't wanna see you) no more (Hah bitch you get no love)
You showed me nothing but hate,
You ran me into the ground
But comes around goes around
And you don't hurt me, don't hurt me (That's right),
You don't hurt me no more (And I don't need you)
(Don't wanna see you) no more (Hah bitch you get no)

No love, no, no love, no
No love, no, no love, no (ha bitch you get no)
No love, no, no love, no
No love, and I don't need ya, bitch you get no love

Written by MATHERS, MARSHALL B. III / SMITH, JUSTIN GREGORY / HALLIGAN, DEE DEE / TORELLO, JUNIOR / CARTER, DWAYNE
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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