understand that I'll rise again Into a spirit which calls my name Heart of fire Deep inside my chest Heart of fire Believe in my quest Heart...reveal my medications Fire
I need y'all to hear me out there Can y'all hear me out there? Through blocks and boroughs, cops is plottin' Snakes slither while hustlers chop they
Now deep in the heart of a lonely kid Who suffered so much for what he did Gave this ploughboy his fortune and fame Since that day he ain't been the same
Nightmare (Now your nightmare comes to life) Dragged ya down below Down to the devil's show To be his guest forever Peace of mind is less than never
be done Comes a fire, then you know just what to do Blow a tire, you can buy another shoe Comes love, nothing can be done When your heart turns on the
been flyin, since Reagan was the president Was evident, seem irrelevant, what's the relevance to your precedence Let us live, quit willie lynchin, Layzie Bone got the heart
Comes a rain storm, put your rubbers on your feed Comes a snow storm, you can get a little heat Comes love, nothing can be done Comes a fire, then you
playing with fire Until I have learned, my heart has been burned They say I shouldn't dream Of your face in the moon They say all of my dreams will be Nightmares
before you even start to Playin with fire - don't you know that you're gonna get lit? Playin with fire - don't you know when to quit? Playin with fire
Artist: Eminem Album: Encore- Track 3 Song: I love You More (Kim2) Still love me? Take This (Clocks gun twice) You ready? One, two, three! (gun fires
Still love me? Take This (Cocks gun twice) You ready? One, two, three! (gun fires twice) Chorus The more you, put me through The more it makes me wanna
like a flasher You got a problem, I'm a problem solver Solve more problems with a .357 revolver Come near you pay dearly And I can barely hear when
be with you First, ya get the money, then you get the power Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars Yo, I'm walkin' waters, spit fire
cars swervin, niggas squirtin, the ghetto's burnin Hell's season, the soul's returnin We live like crows and a hermit, searchin for a higher learnin The fire
in here tonight The record breaking and the record making Yeah, yeah, turn this up From the states to over seas Every city in between I hit the scene Catch fire
habitat My living room is the wilderness with spots on My carpet Practicing my gun targets Virtual reality is a rough end to your career Set you on fire
through the graveyard and hunt down your tombstone Dig up your skeleton and stomp all your fucking bones You try to haunt me nigga, I ain't trying to hear
