| Where's my snare, I have no snare in my headphones, there ya' go, yeah, yo', yo'... | Je venais d’avoir mon bac et j’allais m’inscrire à la fac |
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| Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I have, i've been protested and demonstrated | je prépare mon sac et me dit qu’il faut pas qu’je craque |
| against, picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times, sick is the mind of the | il faut qu’je bosse déjà qu’mon bac je l’ai eu plutôt ricraq |
| motherfuckin' kid that's behind, all this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean's explodin', | premier jour de cours ça commence mal je suis déjà en vrac |
| tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin', not takin' nothin' from no one, | j’compends rien en amphi les noms des cours sont très bizarres |
| give 'em hell long as i'm breathin', keep kickin' ass in the mornin', an' takin' names in the | bioméca, épistémologie ou histoire de l’art |
| evening, leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth, see they can trigger me but | en plus le soir je sors je m’amuse et je me couche tard |
| they'll never figure me out, look at me now, I bet ya' probably sick of me now, ain't you mama, | j’arrive en cours le lendemain avec ma tête de fêtard |
| i'ma make you look so ridiculous now... | pour l’instant pas de problème j’arrive à tout gérer comme ça |
| mais je sens un malaise je sens que le moment viendra |
| ou je devrais payer le travail que je ne fais pas |
| et je sais quoi qu’il en soit que je n’y échapperais pas |
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| I'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you cry, but tonight i'm | Les exams, réviser ça me rend fou |
| cleanin' out my closet, {one more time}, I said i'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I | Quand j’en ai marre j’écoute Arthur |
| never meant to make you cry, but tonight i'm cleanin' out my closet... | Je bosse pas mais je ris un bon coup |
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| I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it, so before they thrown me | Ça y est les partiels arrivent j’ai rien révisé du tout |
| inside my coffin and close it, i'ma expose it, i'll take you back to '73, before I ever had a | épreuve d’anat. dans un quart d’heure, j’me donne tes tapes sur les joues |
| multi-platinum sellin' Cd, I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months, my faggot father | pourquoi j’n’ai pas revu mes cours ça parlait du tissu mou |
| must have had his pantie's up in a bunch, cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye, | maintenant on rentre dans la salle j’suis assis derrière un grand roux |
| no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die, I look at Hailie and I | qui me dit « moi j’connaît tout j’ai révisé à fond et toi » |
| couldn't picture leavin' her side, even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try, to make it | je répond moi que dalle alors soit sympa aide moi |
| work with her at least for Hailie's sake, I maybe made some mistakes but i'm only human, but i'm | je lis le sujet mais « hé une membrane basale c’est quoi » |
| man enough to face them today, what I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest | le gars roux m’entend dire ça mais il dit « débrouille toi » |
| shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun, cause id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot |
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| Kim and him both, it's my life, i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show... |
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| Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take a second to listen who you | c’est le jour des résultat, je cherche mon nom dans la liste |
| think this record is dissin', but put yourself in my position, just try to envision witnessin' | évidemment je suis n’y suis pas car je suis un gros fumiste |
| your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin' that someone's always goin' | (il regarde s’il est dans la liste) |
| through her purse and shits missin', going through public housing systems, victim of | je m’aperçoit que mes études me mènent sur une fausse piste |
| Munchausen's syndrome, my whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew |
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| up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya' stomach, doesn't it, wasn't it the reason you made |
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| that Cd for me, ma, so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma, but guess what, your |
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| gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely, and Nathan's growing up so quick, he's gonna |
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| know that your phoney, and Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful, but |
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| you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral, see what hurts me the most is you won't |
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| admit you was wrong, bitch, do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom, but how dare |
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| you try to take what you didn't help me to get, you selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in |
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| hell for this shit, remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me, well guess |
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| what, I am dead, dead to you as can be... |
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