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just got a girlfriend instead
She knew something was funny
Shecould tell by his behavior
Or the way he flamboyantly shook his hand
When he would wave
will I knock the crap off?
Hailie, tell 'em baby,
My Dad's Lost It!

There's really nothin' else to say, I, I can't explain it
I think my dad's gone
Where does our love lie
In the middle of nowhere
Will it soon pass me by
In the middle of nowhere

Baby, won't you tell me
What am I to do
I'm in
[Hailie] Somebody please help him! I think my dad's gone crazy...

[Eminem] 
There's no mountain I can't climb, there's no tower too high, 
No plane that
And we gon' be thuggin it fo' life
You could see it in their eyes, dog they never lie
Sent the clique to fuck

[Ronnie Bumps]
I'm the reason you wake
crazy!

There's no mountain I can't climb
There's no tower too high,
No plane that I can't learn how to fly
What do I gotta do to get through to you,
If I can't be with you 
I rather be by myself
When I called the other night
I didn't tell no lie
Baby you know your so right
I wan't you to be my
with Ronnie,
They was getting it on, tell me.

Can't somebody tell me where the love goes from here.
Somebody now tell me now, baby.
Cause I can't
those words tonight, tonight.
'Cause I can't take the truth.
Baby give it a try, I've seen it a thousand times
I know those lips can lie,
Can you tell
'cept when I lie
And it only hurts me when I cry

You couldn't tell it by this smile
But my recovery took a while
I worked for days and nights on end
Just
and all the shit that i produced
You actin like i ain't you man and lyin like she can't be loose
But i am really you friend, i'm jus trying to tell you
Can tell the real by how the real interact
In the middle of wack my soul stick to a track
Kickback records get kicked to the back
I want big cribs
by how the interact

In the middle of whack my soul stick to a track
Kickback records get kicked to the back
I want big cribs and my man Ronnie to get
don't know who I am
Then I tell myself

No no no no baby
No no no no don't lie [Don't you lie!]
'Cause ya know know know know
Yeah ya know know know
the truth 'cept when I lie
And it only hurts me when I cry

You couldn't tell it by this smile
But my recovery took a while
I worked for days and nights
I fall asleep by the telephone
It's two o'clock and I'm waiting up alone
Tell me, where have you been?
I found a note with another name
You blow
Where does our love lie? 
In the middle of nowhere 
Will it soon pass me by? 
In the middle of nowhere 

Baby, won't you tell me 
What am I
a lie 
You just wanna destroy me, just like you did my guy 
But now I must expose you, and tell my boys the truth 
Listen up my niggaz: "The F.B.I. been
or fair -
You can't judge nobody by hair
If I thought that you would care
I'd wear a wig up under my hair

Down or high, truth or lie
A weak girl's laugh
Won't betrayed, betrayed, betrayed, betrayed, betrayed by lies no more
No lies no more

Why can't you tell us the truth?
Why can't you tell us
Won't betrayed, betrayed, betrayed, betrayed, betrayed by lies no more
No lies no more

Why can't you tell us the truth?
Why can't you tell us
somewhere so far away
To lie under the night at the end of another good day
I can't tell you how long we'll be gone
But as long as we're together then
plot in life.
Can't get tired of the fight.
I never count my blessings.
Sheepskin mamma bury your head in the sand.
Shames got you by the earlobes
by how the real interact
In the middle of wack my soul stick to a track
Kickback records get kicked to the back
I want big cribs and my man Ronnie
Can tell the real by how the real interact
In the middle of wack my soul stick to a track
Kickback records get kicked to the back
I want big cribs