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点击复制Our House - Eminem (埃米纳姆)
Here's the stories of a little boy
Growing up in a suburban home
Trying to cope with everyday life
Who lives in a little house
That was built in the middle of the street
Hey mom
Tupac's on the juke box
So what he shot two cops
And raped a little girl
While two dudes watched
Nuh-uh they were trying to frame him
You wouldn't have two pack shaker
No that ain't how you say his name mum
You're so lame
Don't you know anything
Yeah
I know that you'll probably go
And join in a gang
Yeah right I'm out
Where's my f**king walkman at
Stop cussing at me
Shut up b**ch
And quit talking black
Well
Slammed the door and I'm out
Now what
It's probably warm in the house
F**k I forgot my jacket
Forgot it was winter
I'm getting thinner
I'm hungry
Is mom cooking dinner
Mom
Let me back in
I forgot my coat
Mom come on I'm not playing
It's cold
Alright sorry
I need a jacket
Mom look
My tupac tape
I just cracked it
Ma please let me back in
It is two pack shaker
I just asked him
I'm freezing achoo
I'm sneezing
I'm breathing too much cold air
I'm wheezing
I ain't did nothing
I didn't say I'm leaving
I said I'm going on the front porch to get something
Scissors cutting
Alright here
Take your damn coat and leave
Finaly
Mom you cut off the sleaves
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
My teacher's two faced
She went to lower my school grades
Since last tuesday
I had a toothache
From kool aid
So mom kicked me out get out
And all I had in my suitcase
Was one shoelace
A tube sock
And a tube of toothpaste
Sometimes
It was cool
Cause I could go to a friend's
Crash there
Fool around and just skip school
But other times
I'd rather just be home
In my own room alone
Beat my sh*t and nobody would know
My little brother sucked on a bottle
'Til he was six
So I'd hide it inside the couch
And say I don't know where it is
But as soon as mom found it
I would either be grounded
Or kicked out the house
A thousand weeks
And still counting
Even when I was underage
Mom was telling cops
I was trying to run away
I told her
Someday b**ch you're gonna pay
Please mom please mom please mom
I wanna stay let me stay let me stay
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
My brother's incoherint
Mom's a single parent
Who ain't caring
Staring through me
Like I'm transparent
Made it clear
That I was just there
To run an errands
Told her friends
I was a son from her last marriage
Sent me up to the little corner store
With a little note
Please sell my step son
Some cigarettes so I can smoke
One time
I tried to fake sick
To get attention
Back fired
Mom sent me to school
With a vengence
My life's the worst thing that could ever happen to me
I go to class
And every teacher's always laughing at me
And mom says white rappers are laughed at
Not only that
She heard me upstairs
I can't rap
And I'm stupid
I never make an average
Of a B+
I need to sit on my a** and sue people
Like she does
One time I got food poison
From a hot dog
Mom sued and got 2000
From ballpark
Hey ma you got a dollar
I don't think so
Now keep an eye on your brother
I'm going to bingo
But mom you said you were broke
Who said
You got your ears messed up
From that damn rap music
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house
In the middle of the street
Our house