8 Mile Soundtrack - Love Me Lyrics

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You won't see me in the hood

It's 'cause I'm doing this man

Niggas I'm still grinding here

I'm still hearing those sirens

I'm still getting chased by those lights

Only the light's lime and my mic's on

And my time is none because I'm writing more

And I ain't here to meet a soul in this business

I'm here to eat speak until these hoes feel this

And I can't let y'all derail me man

I got young Kobe homie you gotta let go of Obie

'Cause Obie be back

(Ain't goin' nowhere man)

We got them craps going on and that yak going on

Soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin'

It's whateva put that on the chedda man

But in the meantime it's Jimmy Iovine time

Chase cheese rhyme till my voice give out

This is it my niggas this what we boast about

Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin' mouth

And show me love bitch

I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life

(I don't love you bitch)

I wanna hold you in the morning

Hold you through the night

I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life

(We wanna love alcohol we wanna love guns

We wanna love money)

I wanna hold you in the morning

Hold you through the night

(We don't wanna love bitches though)

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There's a certain mystique when I speak

That you notice that's sorta unique

'Cause you know it's me my poetry's deep

And I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat

You can't sit still it's like tryin' to smoke crack

And go to sleep I'm strapped

Just knowing any minute I could snap

I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped

I bully these rappers so bad lyrically

It ain't even funny I ain't even hungry

It ain't even money you can't pay me enough

For you to play me it's cockamamie

You just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady

My noodle is cockadoodle my clocks cuckoo

I got screws loose yeah the whole kit 'n' kaboodle

I'm just brutal

It's no rumor I'm numero uno assume it

There's no humor in it no more you know

I'm rollin' with a swollen bowling ball in my bag

You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass

You better love me bitch

I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

Hold you through the night

And all the bitches say

I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

Hold you through the night

My buzz is crazy in the hood they holla my name

If it ain't about the flow

It's about the stones and the chain

If I was you I'd love me too I roll like a bus

9-11 Porsche same color as cranberry sauce

I ain't gonna front I thought R-Kelly was tha shit

Then we find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch

Niggas eatin' popcorn right rewinding the tape

Now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin' rape

I'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoes

I thought L'il Kim was hot then she start fucking with her nose

Used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet

Then the bitch put out a CD that didn't have no beats

That boy D'Angelo he determined not to fail

That nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell

My back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes

And Big Ben taught Charlie B'More to Deep Throat

I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

(I luv'a burnish the monies the bunnies I just wanna hold you)

Hold you through the night

I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

(I just wanna love you)

Hold you through the night

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