Eminem / Dèjà vuDMC, we have a mid-thirties male found down, unresponsivePossible overdose, substance unknownPulse is 60 and thready, respirations eightHes intubated and were bagging him nowUh, BP 90 over palp, patient is cool, pale, and diaphoreticHas aspirated, uh, GSC is 3Will update en route, ETA, ten minutesAs I fall deeper into a manic stateIm a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug addict traitBlood pressure climbs at a dramatic rateI seem to gravitate to the bottle of NyQuil then I salivateStart off with the NyQuil, like, "I think Ill just have a taste"Couple of sips of that then I gradually graduateTo a harder prescription drug called Valium, like, "Yeah, thats great"I go to just take one and I end up like having eightNow I need something in my stomach cause I havent ateMaybe Ill grab a plate of nachos and Ill have a steakAnd youd think that with all I have at stakeLook at my daughters face"Mommy, something is wrong with dad I thinkHes acting weird again, hes really beginning to scare meWont shave his beard again and he pretends he doesnt hear meAnd all he does is eat Doritos and CheetosAnd he just fell asleep in his car eating 3 Musketeers in the rear seat"Sometimes I feel so alone, I just dont knowFeels like I been down this road beforeSo lonely and cold, its like something takes over meAs soon as I go home and close the doorKinda feels like déjà vuI wanna get away from this place, I doBut I cant and I wont, say I try, but I know thats a lieCause I dont and why, I just dont know"Maybe just a nice cold brew, whats a beer?"Thats the devil in my ear, Ive been sober a fuckin yearAnd that fucker still talks to me, hes all I can fuckin hear"Marshall, come on, well watch the gameIts the Cowboys and Buccaneers"And maybe if I just drink half, Ill be half-buzzedFor half of the time, whos the mastermind behind that little line?With that kind of rationale, man, I got half a mindTo have another half a glass of wine, sounds asinineYeah, I know, but I never had no problem with alcoholOuch, look out for the wall, aim for the couch, Im bout to fallI miss the couch and down I go, lookin like a bouncy ballShit mustve knocked me out cause I aint feel the ground at allWow, what the fuck happened last night? Where am I?Man, fuck, am I hungover, and goddamn, IGot a headache, shit, half a Vicodin, why cant I?All systems ready for take off, please stand bySometimes I feel so alone, I just dont knowFeels like I been down this road beforeSo lonely and cold, its like something takes over meAs soon as I go home and close the doorKinda feels like déjà vuI wanna get away from this place, I doBut I cant and I wont, say I try, but I know thats a lieCause I dont and why, I just dont knowSo I take a Vicodin, splash, it hits my stomach, then, ahCouple of weeks go by, it aint even like Im gettin highNow I need it just not to feel sick, yeah, Im gettin byWouldnt even be taking this shit if DeShaun didnt dieOh yeah, theres an excuse, you lose Proof so you useTheres new rules, its cool if its helpin you to get throughIts twelve noon, aint no harm in self-inducin a snoozeWhat else is new? Fuck it, what would Elvis do in your shoes?Now here I am three months later, full-blown relapse"Just get high until the kids get home from school, homes, relax"And since Im convinced that Im an insomniacI need these pills to be able to sleep, so I take three napsJust to be able to function throughout the day, lets seeThats an Ambien each nap, how many Valium? Three?And that will average out to about one good hours sleepOkay, so now ya see the reason how come heHas taken four years to just put out an album, BSee, me and you, we almost had the same outcome, HeathCause that Christmas, you know the whole pneumonia thing?It was bologna, was it the methadone, ya think?Or the hydrocodone you hide inside your pornos?Your VCR tape cases, with your Ambien CRGreat places to hide em, aint it? So you can lie to HailieIm going beddy-bye, Whitney, baby, good night, AlainaGo in the room and shut the bedroom doorAnd wake up in an ambulanceThey said they found me on the bathroom floor, damnSometimes I feel so alone, I just dont knowFeels like I been down this road beforeSo lonely and cold, its like something takes over meAs soon as I go home and close the doorKinda feels like déjà vuI wanna get away from this place, I doBut I cant and I wont, say I try, but I know thats a lieCause I dont and why, I just dont know
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