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My Life feat. Eminem and Adam Levine letra 50 Cent My Life feat. Eminem and Adam Levine letra |
(Hook: Adam Levine)
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My life, my life
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Makes me wanna run away
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There's no place to go
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No place to go
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All the confusion
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It's an illusion like a movie
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Got nowhere to go
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Nowhere to run and hide
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No matter how hard I try
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(Verse 1: 50 Cent)
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Yeah, 03, I went from plain filthy to filthy rich
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Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a bitch
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I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
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Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
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Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit
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Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
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I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
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If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
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I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
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Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me manoeuver
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What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
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This is my recovery, my comeback, kid
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(Hook)
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(Verse 2: Eminem)
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While you were sipping your own kool-aid getting your buzz heavy
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I was in the fucking sheds sharpening my machete
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Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
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To wolf down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
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I think you fucking meatballs keep on just fo~rgetting
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Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the bu-ginning
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He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fu*kwho he's o~ffending
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He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plu~gged in the
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Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electru~city
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Now take the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers-in-each
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One of your eyesockets cause I thought you might finally fu~cking see
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That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' opinio~n to me
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I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
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Fuck letting up, you’re gonna end up ru~gretting you ever betted a~gainst me
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Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
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I'm thinking about just saying
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"Mother-fu*keverybody that's up in this bitch, but 50!"
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Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
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I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
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I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trapped
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And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh I guess it's bubble wrap
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This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
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Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up like it did?
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Feels like I'm going psycho again
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And I might just blow my lid
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Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
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Cause I'm running in circles with
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(Hook)
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(Verse 3: 50 Cent)
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I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid
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Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
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Maybe this is for me, maybe
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Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
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Maybe I'll do it 3 AM in the morning like Shady
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Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
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Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick
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Wrap your head up in plastic, pussy
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Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
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It's tragic, it's sad it's
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Never gonna end, now we number one again
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With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
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Accept it, respect it
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This a gift, God-given, like the air in the lungs
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Of every fucking thing livin'
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| (Hook)
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