When The Music Stops Lyrics - The Eminem Show - Eminem

Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference 

But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids 

Sike! 

If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow 

Would you feel sorrow or show love 

Or would it matter 

Can never be the lead-off batter of things 

Shit for me to feed off 

I'm see-saw battling 

But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake 

There's too much on my plate 

And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away 

And not say what I got to say 

What the fuck you take me for? a joke? you smoking crack? 

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Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back 

I get up 'for I get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack shit out 

I'm trying-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark 

You all steady trying to drown the shark 

Ain't gonna do nothing but piss me off 

Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off 

See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shooting I'm just trying to knock his teeth out 

Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle 

Talk is cheap, motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish, leap 

You're slim, you're gonna let him get away with that? 

He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape with that 

Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap, 

This is crazy the way we act 

When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops 

There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh 

If so you would've tried 

The only way I'm leaving this bitch is suicide 

I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessey, 

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Got drunk then I finished he 

I'm every niggas favorite arch-enemy. 

Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef 

I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark diligently 

I'm not what you think 

I appear to be fucked up 

Mentally endangered 

I can't stay away from a razor 

I just want my face in a paper 

I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres 

I murder you 

Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgical 

I'll allergic to dying, you think not? you got balls? We can see how large 

When the music stops 

I was happy having a deal at first, 

Thought money would make me happy but 

It only made my pain worst, 

It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you dawg 

When you ain't got nothing left but your word and your balls 

And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends 

Beggin' with they hands out 

Checking for your record when its selling 

When it ain't, that's the end, no laughs 

No friends no girl 

Just the gin you drink till you car spin you then 

Damn! 

U slam into the wall and you fall 

Out the car, trying to crawl with one arm 

About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol 

If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops 

Let's see how many of your men loyal, 

When I pull up looking for you, 

With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil 

I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust your head would just explode 

With red stuff I'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon 

Braggin about how you shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you 

Niggas, if I was you niggas, I'll run while given the chance 

Understand I can enchance the spirit of man 

Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that really 

Irks me, you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk 

Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark 

Hug the floor while we plan tug-o-war with your life, fuck the tour and the mic 

I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like 

You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga your a gonna at night 

When The Music Stops 

Instigators, turn pits in cages 

Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors 

You all don't want war, you want talk 

In the dark my dogs all bark like woof 

Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole roof 

Caved in like reindeer hoofs 

Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose 

The more you all breach, the more I moves 

This hill street, this is hardcore blues 

Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (nigga) 

Or make the news betcha all you all move 

When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop 

Music's changed my life in so many ways 

Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade 

LL told me to rock the bells 

NWA said fuck the police 

Now I'm in jail 

93 was strictly R&B 

Fucked up hair cut 

Listen to Jodeci 

Michael Jackson, who gonna tell me I ain't Mike 

Ass cheeks painted white 

Fucking Presilla at night 

Flying down sunset smoking crack 

Transvestite in the front 

Eddi Murphy in the back 

MOP had me grindy and griddy 

Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue 

And grew some titties 

Ludacris told me to throw them bowls 

Now I'm in the hospital 

Broken nose and a fractured elbow 

Voices in my head, I'm going in shock, 

I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops