Eminem -Medicine Ball

(Intro)

Oh, my goodness

What have I done (oh no)

I can’t believe it

It’s like… I’ve got the whole world

In my palm

And I’m ready to jump up…

(Verse 1)

Welcome to the slim shady mecca rebecca

It’s the village in new york right next to the try *becca*

It’s my sector homosexual disector

Come again rewind selector

I said nice rectum

I had a *vasectomy* hector

So you can’t get pregnant if I bisexually reck ya

Hannibal lector *in the guy sex* and I bet ya

I tantalize ya in the less than five seconds I get ya

They said once bitten n twice shy

We lie next to the guy

With nine ecstacy pills and five extra

Boxes of ripped condoms and quantities why yes sir

I took the rest of the lunester pills for my dresser

It’s my kinda vibe what else shud I try lester

Drop, kick the bits before a second trimester

Performed a home abortion with dexter the *ni yeser*

Dig a *feetus* out with a wire hanging then diigest her

(Chorus)

I guess it’s time for you to hate me again

Lets begin now hand me the pin

How shud I begin it and were does it all end

The world is just my medicine ball your all in

I said

I guess it’s time for you to hate me again

Lets begin now hand me the pin

How shud I begin it and were does it all end

My medicine ball your in my medicine ball friends

(Verse 2)

On my west side we just throw it up

Put a baloon inside your pussy… weep and blow it up

Man I think that he just fell off *the teeth* and showin up

So you better change the station

To keep from throwin up

Man you seen it all before your alter a million with it

There’s a penis on the floor and two balls so you know who did it

You know you with it girl don’t front, oh no you didn’t

*I won* right by the pussy cat dolls *when call you kitten*

I’ll pee on rihanna see man I do what I wanna

Spray perfume in the sauna room

*crazy glue in madonna* to

The lazy boy so called *fold her in two and sit on her

Imagine *if visual* for that man

Who woudla thoughta

Could ever be such a relentless prick

And leashin his fingers

For the chicks who *waltz*

She looks like she outlived her life sentence

I never meant this, rhyme to be so offencive

If you *were(nt)* so defensive it wouldn’t be

Your so sensitive

(Chorus)

I guess it’s time for you to hate me again

Lets begin now hand me the pin

How shud I begin it and were does it all end

The world is just my medicine ball your all in

I said

I guess it’s time for you to hate me again

Lets begin now hand me the pin

How shud I begin it and were does it all end

My medicine ball your in my medicine ball friends

(Verse 3)

Put Christopher Reeves on are you the pyscho with a kick stand

Kick it up and push him and *knee* him right into quick sand

Here you need a hand… big man… grab hold of this branch

With both hands, man they don’t understand I’m just a sick man

Now everybodys pissed at me like it’s my fault his name rhymes with so many different words… jeeze

So one last time, mister christopher reeves

Won’t you break it down for me and just spit the first please

(Chrisopher reeves) Eminem I’m coming to kill you (sniff)

Always hated you and I still do

You’ll never feel my *chumps* my superman custume (sniff)

Doesn’t even fit you they don’t feel you

You taking this shit too far (sniff)

Who dyou think you are *hang* my suit up in the *arm* war

Everyday I hate you more and more

Throw down the cardboard

Lets break down *you think* your hardcore

(Chorus)

I guess it’s time for you to hate me again

Lets begin now hand me the pin

How shud I begin it and were does it all end

The world is just my medicine ball your all in

I said

I guess it’s time for you to hate me again

Lets begin now hand me the pin

How shud I begin it and were does it all end

My medicine ball your in my medicine ball friends

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U2 Take a Stand At The Oscars With 'The Hands That Built America'

It’s March 7 and the Oscars air tonight on ABC.

U2 won’t be on hand at this year’s ceremony. It Might Get Loud seemed like a shoo-in for Best Documentary and “Winter” had a decent shot at Best Original Song, but neither earned nominations. What’s more is that the Best Song nominees won’t even perform at tonight’s ceremony.

The situation was a bit different in 2003, when U2 took the stage at the Oscars with “The Hands That Built America.” Commissioned for Martin Scorsese’s Gangs of New York and also appearing on The Best of 1990-2000, “Hands” is initially set in the same time period as the film, tracing the evolving relationship between Ireland and America from the late 1800s to the modern day.

Beginning just days before the 2003 Oscars, America’s controversial invasion of Iraq marked a jolt in that bond’s growth. The fallout from Bono’s choice of words upon winning the Golden Globe for Best Original Song two months earlier demanded he watch his tongue, but U2 refused to suppress their distaste for recent events.

For the final verse, which originally referenced the 2001 World Trade Center attacks, Bono substituted two new lines about the war: “In the spring, a yellow cloud on a desert skyline / Some father’s son, is it his or is it mine?” The sentiment dovetails with the rest of the song, introducing a set of “hands” America now more deeply recognizes as influential in its the continual building and rebuilding, while also emphasizing the grave sense of confusion that arrives after one conflict breeds another.

For a coda, Larry drums out the first five beats of “Sunday Bloody Sunday,” as though to remind listeners, “I won’t heed the battle call.”

U2 lost Best Original Song to Eminem that night and have yet to have another crack at the category. But live being “where we live,” U2 made the most of “Hands,” both at the Oscars and after. Although retired since the end of the 2005-2006 Vertigo Tour, the song had a healthy life, cropping up in full several times but mostly giving eerie new vigor to “Bullet the Blue Sky” as a snippet.

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