Lyrics:
hang down
And she makes me glad that I'm a man
And no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
My baby makes me smile, Lord, don't she make me
by which I lived
And revenge my only goal
But the road to happiness isn't paved with hate
I'm glad I learned how to forgive before it was too late
Ha, peek-a-boo, bitch
Swag scare your kids
My airplane clothes flyer than your best this year
Gorillas in the mist pull back pump they fist
I'm
I'm glad that it's over, it's over
Now I can play
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm so glad I'm living and gonna tell the world I am
I got me a fine woman and she says that I'm her man
One thing
Brother Luke he turned away
And Uncle John refused to stay
Doctor Tom said Don't cry he'll get by
He'll see another day
Alright, it's alright
I'm gonna get
I'm so glad that I met you, baby
I'm so proud when we walk in the room
I know it's crazy to worry like I do
I get this feelin' that I'm losing you
I
I'm being dragged down, down by the hand
The hand of a golden giant man
He's crushing my knuckles
Splitting my skin, he says he will
If only I'd
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
Moonshine, shadows, homemade wine
sleepy time moon dreams, and blue beams and new skemes
glad time, night waves, whirling by
memories of moonshine
I'm so glad that I met you, baby
I'm so proud when we walk in the room
I know it's crazy to worry like I do
I get this feelin' that I'm losing you
the troubles arise, you know I'm the cool coper
On the mic I score, just like the Yankees
Get over on Miss Crabtree like my main man Spanky
Excuse me young
Man walks along the railroad track
He's going some place and there's no turnin' back
The Highway Patrol chopper comin' up over the ridge
Man
I’m about
Reaper black suit cuz my whole team’s killing
Had to keep setting trends cuz
Your whole team stealin
Many tell me I’m the man I ain't made it
the guitar
Man, I keep having this re-occurring image where I'm
Standing on top of Church's Chicken playing guitar
Looked over and I see B.o.B. with this
oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm so glad I'm living and gonna tell the world I am
I got me a fine woman and she says that I'm her man
One thing
of love for me
Oh, oh baby
I'm changing my style and way of living
Glad I've stopped taking and started giving
I got my man, I got my Porgy now yeah, yeah
The star on the Christmas tree when me and Ed Sheeran rip this beat
And like Kendrick Lamar, this dick ain't free
I'm a difficult man with a sky-high
say that big man don't cry?
Now I'm falling
In love sll over again (It's only natural)
How could I ever doubt
That you were my friend? (Eh-eh)
of Jesus
And then born again
Hallelujah I'm saved, saved, saved
By His wonderful grace
I'm so glad that I found out
He would bring me out and show me the way
Lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said, "Little boy, I'm gonna make you a man"
Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man
But I know what I
when I'm dancin'
And when I'm asleep, I think about it too
And if by chance I start romancin'
You guessed it, I think about you
Baby, I know that
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