Rockabye Baby! — The Monster

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Текст Rockabye Baby! — The Monster

Rihanna:
I’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy,
yeah, you think I’m crazy

Eminem:
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggers can’t be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone, public excuse me
Been wanting my cake, I need it too, wanting it both ways
Fame may be a balloon cause my ego inflated
When I blew seep it was confusing
Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam
Hit the lottery, oh wee
With what I gave up to get was bittersweet
It was like winning a huge meet
Ironic cause I think I’m getting so big
I need a shrink
I’m beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep
Going cucko and cuckier as Kool Keith
But I’m actually weirder than you think
Cause I’m

Eminem:
Now, I ain’t much of a poet but I know somebody once told me
to seize the moment and don’t squander it
Cause you never know when
it all could be over tomorrow,
so I keep conjuring
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, pondering’ll do you wonders
No wonder you’re losing your mind, the way it wanders)
Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo!
I think it went wandering off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
Cause I need an interventionist to intervene between me
and this monster and save me from myself and all this conflict
Cause the very thing that I love’s killing me
and I can’t conquer it
My OCD is conking me in the head, keep knockin’
Nobody’s home, I’m sleepwalkin’
I’m just relaying what the voice in my head is saying
Don’t shoot the messenger, I’m just friends with the…

Eminem:
Call me crazy, but I have this vision,
one day that I’ll walk amongst you
a regular civilian
But until then, drums get killed and
I’m comin’ straight at MC’s, blood gets spilled and
I’ll take you back to the days that I’d get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin’
And shit to say back to the kids who played him
I ain’t here to save the fuckin’ children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are goin’ through a struggle,
feels it and relates, that’s great!
It’s payback, Russell Wilson fallin’ way back
In the draft, turn nothin’ into somethin’,
still can make that straw into gold, chump,
I will spin—Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straightjacket
Face facts: I am nuts for real, but I’m okay with that!
It’s nothin’, I’m still friends with the—