🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: By My Side - Eminem

 [ Stat Quo 
 
 When you do something to somebody, girl... (By my 
  ain't just you, it's somebody next to you, (By my side!)
 You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with  (By my side!)
 Hey, hey, hey, (The reason everywhere you go, ladies) (By  side!)
 (Okay) So being that that's  case, (By my side!)
 I'll tell you  (By my side!)
 That bitch, tell you 'bout  side... (By my side!)
 
  Verse 1 ]
 The way I growed up,  up, chips on my shoulder,
 Knew about that caller  I was in a stroller,
 Became a  choppin' 'em boulders, gettin' older,
  to roll, but duckin' 'em rollers, meetin' quarters,
 Shorty bi-polar, load up like cock (?), I tried to told 
 One move and I'm on the reshin (?) and I'm flexin' and  over,
  on that doja, G.I. Joe shit but you ain't a soldier,
 Chop  afford her, you not Cobra, commader, you poser,
 I'm the composer, writer of murder, the odor 
 Leakin' outta your body temperature is  colder,
 But you sweatin', and dizzy  a person who ain't sober,
 Realisin' your life is coming quickly to  closure,
 Losin' composure,  breath like you underwater,
 Twenty seconds in the game, and this  fourth quarter,
 Prime Time, Dateline, all  best exposure,
 Now you still on the news and everybody  ya,
 Yeah...  (By my side!)
 
 [ Chorus 
 
 To all  niggas tryna get me, it's (By my side!)
  takin' some of y'all wit' me, it's (By my side!)
 I'm making sure they won't  me, it's (By my side!)
 To all  niggas tryna get me, it's (By my side!)
 I'm takin' some  y'all wit' me, it's (By my side!)
 I'm making sure they don't forget me, it's (By  side!)
 Che-chik,  che-yeah... (By my side!)
 
  Verse 2 ]
 Go on then  get yo' vest, protect yo' neck, kill for fun,
 Watch how they run and scatter when I  and pull out my gun,
 Call me ignorant and young, psycho sicko 
 They  that, I just fuck and be gone, probably crazy, halfway dumb,
 Don't stop, even when I lock  believe every word out my lung,
 I'm losin' it, snappin' her, this ain't  no rappin, uh!
 Back, all the way back, when you see that strap,  it go da-da-da-dah!
  you ready to die, tell me why you choose to tell me in my,
 Face, 'fore you already dry up at that  (?) look in my eye,
 Have your spirit below me or floatin' in  fuckin' sky,
 All black is my attire,  like an umpire,
 Toss you in the trash, like  bullshit album fly,
 Yeah, yeah,  (By my side!)
 
 [ Chorus 
 
 [ Verse 3 
 
 The  capital Momeham (?) yes, it's thriller
 Put  in yo' head, have you floatin' off in a river
 It's  you shook, we crooks, your body'll quiver
  rappers so tough, but really they softer than pillows
 Or chinchilla a twanky fella, horn a  (?)
  turn us serial assassins for some scrilla
 Not me, cuz he, I mean him, yes  nigga
 Stays  to what I do, cuz I keeps it triller
  real, have you ever ever pulled a trigger?
 It's serious  shorty, nothin' that's more iller
 No discrimination, you can  chocolate or vanilla
 Can't find yourself in the  of a fuckin' killer
 Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah.... (By my 
 
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