(Love, love)
(Love, love)
Don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more
Don't hurt me no more
(Don't hurt me, don't hurt me)
(No more)
Young Money
Yeah (no more)
Uh (love)
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it's, "Fuck the world", get a child out her
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothin' 'bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers (love)
I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smokin' sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That's why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
Uh, I think about more than I forget
But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these niggas know I lay 'em down, make your bed
Bitches try to kick me while I'm down, I'll break your leg
Money outweighin' problems on a triple beam
I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes
Uh, be good or be good at it
Fucking right, I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's fuck what they say
I'm high as a bitch, up, up and away, man, I'll come down in a couple of days
Okay, you want me up in a cage, then I'll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It's Weezy motherfucker, Blood gang and I'm in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don't even check the peephole
So you can keep knockin', but won't knock me down
No love lost, no love found
It's a little too late
To say that you're sorry now (yeah)
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just don't (hurt me)
That's right, it don't (hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't wanna see you (no more)
Ha, bitch, you get no (love)
You showed me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around (yeah)
And you don't (hurt me)
That's right, you don't (hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't wanna see you
Ha, bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no)
No love (no), no love
Ha, bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no)
No love
And I don't need you (no more)
Get 'em
I'm alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin to spaz with the pen
I'm a little bit sicker than most, shit's finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff, but I get a hard dick from this shit
Now stick it in
I ain't never giving in again
Caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat 'em
So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em (yeah)
They call me a freak 'cause I like to spit on these pussies 'fore I eat 'em
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage, where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'ma let you finish in a minute
Yeah, that rap was tight, but I'm 'bout to spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight and, um (yeah)
Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump in the place
All the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd (yeah)
You can see the sparks from hot metal (yeah)
Cold-hearted, from the day I Bogarted the game
My soul started to rot, fellow (yeah)
When I'm not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted, 'cause Marsh is not mellow
'Til I'm topplin' from the top, I'm not gonna stop
I'm standin' on my Monopoly board (uh)
That means I'm on top of my game
And it don't stop 'til my hip don't hop anymore (shit)
When you're so good that you can't say it
'Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore (shit)
People just get sick 'cause you spit
These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore (ow)
And you can never break my stride (no)
You'll never slow the momentum at any moment
I'm 'bout to blow, you'll never take my pride
Killin' the flow, slow venom
Any opponent is gettin' no mercy, mark my words
Ain't lettin' up, relentless, I smell blood
I don't give a fuck, keep givin' them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
It's a little too late
To say that you're sorry now (uh)
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just don't (hurt me)
Yeah, that's right, it don't (hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't wanna see you (no more)
Ha, bitch, you get no (love)
You showed me nothing but hate (yeah)
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around (yeah)
And you don't (hurt me)
That's right, you don't (hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't wanna see you (no more)
Ha, bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no)
No love (no), no love
Ha, bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no)
No love
And I don't need you (no more)
Ha, bitch, you get no (love)
(Love, love)
Don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more
Don't hurt me no more
(Don't hurt me, don't hurt me)
(No more)
Young Money
Yeah (no more)
Uh (love)
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it's, "Fuck the world", get a child out her
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothin' 'bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers (love)
I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smokin' sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That's why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
Uh, I think about more than I forget
But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these niggas know I lay 'em down, make your bed
Bitches try to kick me while I'm down, I'll break your leg
Money outweighin' problems on a triple beam
I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes
Uh, be good or be good at it
Fucking right, I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's fuck what they say
I'm high as a bitch, up, up and away, man, I'll come down in a couple of days
Okay, you want me up in a cage, then I'll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It's Weezy motherfucker, Blood gang and I'm in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don't even check the peephole
So you can keep knockin', but won't knock me down
No love lost, no love found
It's a little too late
To say that you're sorry now (yeah)
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just don't (hurt me)
That's right, it don't (hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't wanna see you (no more)
Ha, bitch, you get no (love)
You showed me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around (yeah)
And you don't (hurt me)
That's right, you don't (hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't wanna see you
Ha, bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no)
No love (no), no love
Ha, bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no)
No love
And I don't need you (no more)
Get 'em
I'm alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin to spaz with the pen
I'm a little bit sicker than most, shit's finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff, but I get a hard dick from this shit
Now stick it in
I ain't never giving in again
Caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat 'em
So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em (yeah)
They call me a freak 'cause I like to spit on these pussies 'fore I eat 'em
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage, where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'ma let you finish in a minute
Yeah, that rap was tight, but I'm 'bout to spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight and, um (yeah)
Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump in the place
All the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd (yeah)
You can see the sparks from hot metal (yeah)
Cold-hearted, from the day I Bogarted the game
My soul started to rot, fellow (yeah)
When I'm not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted, 'cause Marsh is not mellow
'Til I'm topplin' from the top, I'm not gonna stop
I'm standin' on my Monopoly board (uh)
That means I'm on top of my game
And it don't stop 'til my hip don't hop anymore (shit)
When you're so good that you can't say it
'Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore (shit)
People just get sick 'cause you spit
These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore (ow)
And you can never break my stride (no)
You'll never slow the momentum at any moment
I'm 'bout to blow, you'll never take my pride
Killin' the flow, slow venom
Any opponent is gettin' no mercy, mark my words
Ain't lettin' up, relentless, I smell blood
I don't give a fuck, keep givin' them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
It's a little too late
To say that you're sorry now (uh)
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just don't (hurt me)
Yeah, that's right, it don't (hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't wanna see you (no more)
Ha, bitch, you get no (love)
You showed me nothing but hate (yeah)
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around (yeah)
And you don't (hurt me)
That's right, you don't (hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't wanna see you (no more)
Ha, bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no)
No love (no), no love
Ha, bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no)
No love
And I don't need you (no more)
Ha, bitch, you get no (love)
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No Love Lyrics as written by Dwayne Carter Justin Gregory Smith
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"You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow."
Eminem is a lyrical genius! Amazing song, amazing album.
This song, is EPIC on so many levels.
First and foremost, I definitely think this song is a testament to Eminem's perseverance in the game. He has pushed his skills to a new dimension and timezone, surpassing Jay-Z and Nas (yet i feel, nas is still lyrically up there) easily. I'm not going to compare Pac or Biggie, cuz they have passed away...but in terms of rapid delivery, with lyrical creativity, EM easily pushes Twista 3x.
He changes up the tempo of his delivery to rhythmically create vocals that are instrumental on their own.
The only thing i found a little odd was his use of the word, "fellow" because i feel that word is dated, but when he rhymed it with "You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow", it totally is acceptable.
There has been some words, floating on the internet, that EM, was a bit ticked that Lil Wayne, and Kayne were getting attention, when he clearly felt that they --- for the most part were a bit over-rated.
Well...you know how that saying goes. Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer? That's what Eminem did. He did an Encore of Drake's Forever, and forever put lil wayne to shame, while grabbing the mic from Kayne, and sent him home, without a pen to his pad---jaws wide open, gag ball and all. Kayne is a plucked chicken.
In stead of stooping to Pac and Biggies level, Jay-z's and Nas's rivalry, and 50's and The Game's kiddy fest....
EM, takes his adversaries, raps with them, and puts them to SHAME!
Seriously, i think lil wayne is a joker, and needs to re-evaluate his style. It was cool with the Carter III, because it was "new/edgy" and took the world by storm, but now its repetitive, banal, and done. Lil Wayne sounds like his talking, there is no real delivery...like his technique is Juvenile compared to Em's. When Wayne speeds up his vocal delivery, it sounds like the start of Em's part.
I love the way Em rips on Kanye, i'm sure Taylor Swift is gonna be bumping this tune in whatever car she drives.
What i want? I want EM and NAS, to collaborate, and have DRE produce that shit. That's what i want to see...Not Wayne and Kanye, they both wanksta's.
Drake, has some potential, but lyrically his subject work is cliche. 40, is a good producer for him...i feel drake can easily eclipse Wayne and Kayne, but has miles before he can touch Nas, Jay, biggie, Pac, or EM.
EM IS ON TOP...and in the books forever.
TOO $HORT should start taking notes.
Peace out!
i mostly agree with you, i think he secretly is showing them up on their own tracks or at least i like to pretend he is but he's respectful enough not to battle rap straight out as explained in "talkin' 2 myself." this may be part of the reason that it is not violent. there are a lot of lyrics interpreted as dissing lil wayne which may or may not be true (probably not if eminem is complimenting him and trying not to fight with people) but could easily be eminem showing him up ever so slyly. i think the VMA's reference is more of a reference than a diss towards kanye.
Don't you think it was more of a compliment to Kanye telling the whacks to get off the mic and Kanye come kick them off. Like he's saying he wants Kanye to rap.
Don't you think it was more of a compliment to Kanye telling the whacks to get off the mic and Kanye come kick them off. Like he's saying he wants Kanye to rap.
@Saxx<br /> -----------------<br /> "Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage<br /> Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?"<br /> <br /> -----------------<br /> <br /> You're right, it 'could' be a suggestion for him, calling out to Kayne to get "whack cocksuckers off stage"<br /> <br /> ------------------<br /> <br /> "Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute<br /> Yeah the rap is tight<br /> But I'm fucking with the greatest verse of all time<br /> So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um<br /> Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit<br /> And start over from scratch and write new ones"<br /> <br /> --------------------<br /> <br /> But the rest of this verse for the most part insinuates otherwise. In a literal sense, "cocksuckers" is plural, where in this stanza, "snatch the mic from him" is a singular reference. Eminem, a perfectionist, at this stage of the "game" is recognized as a technical lyricist. This verse, can be seen in two different lights, but to me, it seems as a, not-so-subtle multiplex of skipping stones creating everlasting ripples, taking some pacquiao'esq jabs at kayne.<br /> <br /> Another take on the Kayne reference is, that bringing fourth Kanye to take the Mic, "as an dignifying gesture" but that Eminems rap is sooo "disgustingly sick", that I have to snatch the mic from Kayne...hence "Snatch the mic from him"...<br /> <br /> Either way, It's taking stabs at Kayne in some way or another, but if south park can get away with, "fishdicks" then, Em, can prolly get away with verbal murder.
what are you talking about? he clearly respects lil wayne, t.i, and kanye. he's not dissing them, he's just making a reference to the vma's to make a metaphor not a subliminal diss. eminem always strayed away from doing what the other rapper do. he name names when he diss he doesnt take sublime shots
Just to say, the line is "snatch the mic form 'em" so it's still plural there.
Why wouldn't you want to compare Eminem, Pac, and Biggie...Here I will do it for you...Biggie is garbage and the absolute biggest piece of shit to ever get a record deal...So Eminem wins that one...2Pac is a lyrically god as Eminem...So this is where the comparison gets good, both rapped about real life...2Pac was the first of is kind, and you clearly see the influence of Pac in Eminem...We have no idea how long Pac's career would of lasted because he died young...So, we can't really continue or know for sure is better, but this is what I will say...Eminem just turned 37, which by that time most artists are retired unless they are country, and nobody likes that shit anyway, so forget about that...Eminem just released what is perhaps the greatest album of all time from any genre...Every song could easily be a number 1 single...He already has 3 songs from the album to reach number 1...If he has his next single hit number one it will tie the most singles to hit number 1 from one in history, right behind michael jacksons thriller...So Eminem may not only be the best rapper of all time...Perhaps the greatest artist of all time, the man is legend in has own right, and deserves the credibility that people get...
"im alive again more alive than i have ever been" recovery is killen em
This song isn't a dis on lil Wayne it's weezy and em rapping about how all of the people in their past that showed them no respect (love) can kiss their ass because theyre on top of their game and now all the people that doubted them won't ever know the success they both have
I got chills the first time I heard this, knowing that Eminem is back. Once he starts rapping 1000 words per minute, wow. Recovery is fantastic
dont you ignorant people see gods esoteric messeges through music he wants you to listen to him be selfless because if you dont know what i mean or where im coming from then you got much to learn people i can help you find yourself
one of my favorites on the album :) eminem is a genius
Em sure outshines Lil Wayne on this track. i didn't like the Lil Wayne part at all. it is so awesome to have the intense Em back.
i think this is a diss track about eminem's ex-wife kim