Eminem When the Music Stops (Real) Lyrics

(Bizarre)
Music....Reality....Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility, to these kids... Psyche

(Eminem)
If I, were to die, murdered in cold blood tommorrow, would you feel sorrow, or show love, or would it matter? Could never be the lead-off batter if there ain't s___ for me to feed off, I'm see-saw battlin' but there's way too much at stake for me to be fake, there's too much on my plate, I done came way too far in this game, to turn and walk away, and not say what I got to say what the f___ you take me for, a joke? You smokin' crack? 'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back I'll get up 'fore I get down, gun myself in the ground, 'fore I put some wack s___ out I'm tryin' to smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark, y'all steady tryin' to drown a shark ain't gon' do nothin' but p___ me off, lid to the can of whip a__, just twist me off see me leap out, pull a piece out, f___ shootin', I'm just tryin' to knock his teeth out f___ with me now b____, let's see you freestyle, talk is cheap, m_________er, if you really feelin' froggish, leap yo Slim, you gon' let him get away with that? He tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that man I hate this c___, this ain't rap, this is crazy the way we act, when we confuse hip hop with real life when the music stops

(Swifty)
Ain't no getting' rid of McVeigh, if so you woulda tried, the only way I'm leavin' this b____ is suicide I have died clinically, arrived ride back at my enemies' crib with Hennessey, got drunk then I finish him I'm every n____'s favorite arch enemy, physically fitted to be the most dangerous n____ with beef I spark willingly, with a dillinger in the dark, dilligently, I'm not what you think I appear to be f___ed up, mentally endangered, I can't stay away from a razor, I just want my face in a paper I wish a n____ had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres I'll murder you, I gauge have me turn into a mad man, son of sam b____, I'm surgical I'm allergic to dyin', you think not, you got b____? We can see how large when the music stops

(Kon Artis)
I was happy havin' a deal at first, thought money would make me happy, but it only made my pain worse It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dog, and you ain't got nuttin' left but your word and your b____ and you're stressed from the calls of your new friends, beggin' with their hands out, checkin' for your record when it's sellin' when it ain't that's the end, no laughs, no friends, no girls, just the gin you drink, till your car spin you think d___! When you slam into the wall, and you fall out the car and try to crawl with one arm I'm bout to lose it all, in a pool of alcohol, if my funeral's tomorrow, wonder would they even call when the music stops

(Von)
Let's see how many of your men loyal, when I pull up lookin' for you with a pistol, sippin' a can of penzoil I'm revved up, who said what, when lead bust your head just explode with red stuff, I'm handcuffed tossed in the paddywagon, braggin' about how you shouted, like a coward, bullets devoured you, showered you n____s If I was you n____s, I'd run while given a chance, understand, I can enhance the spirit of man Death itself, it can hurt me, just the thought of dyin' alone that really irks me you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk, be smart and stop tryin' to walk how G's walk before we spark hug the floor while we playin' tug-of-war with your life, f___ a tour and a mike, I'd rather f___ a w____ with a knife deliver that s___ that coroner's like, you hype, poppin' s___ in broad daylight, n____ you're a gonner at night when the music stops

(Proof)
Instigators, turn pits in cages, let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors y'all don't want war, y'all want talk, in the dark, my dogs all bark like woof! Proof n____ I'ma wolf, get your whole roof, caved in like reindeer hoofs stomp the booth, shake, the floor tiles loose, the more y'all breath, s___, the more lose moves It's Hill Street, this is hardcore blues, put a gun to rap check in all our dues n____, or make the news, betcha all move, when the uzi pop you better drop, when the music stop

(Bizarre)
Music has changed my life in so many ways, brains confused been f___ed since the fifth grade/LL told me rock the bells, NWA said f___ the police, now I'm in jail '93 was strictly R&B, f___ed haircut, listenin' to Jodeci Michael Jackson who gonna tell me I ain't Mike? a__ cheeks painted white, f___in' Priscilla tonightFlyin' down Sunset smokin' crack, transvestite in the front, Eddie Murphy in the back MOP had grimy and gritty, Marilyn Manson, I died my hair blue, and grew some t__ties/Ludacris told me to throw them bows, now I'm in the hospital with a broken nose and a fractured elbow voices in my head I'm goin' in shock, I'm reachin' for the glock, but the music stops...