Good Song: Beautiful

This song hits home for me in a lot of ways. I feel close to the message, and I know it has meant something to someone I’m close to as well in their personal experiences. Although I’m not depressed right now, I’ve had my share of struggle with that issue, but I’m relating to this song today for the theme of empathy. But in darker days it is also relevant for me. I think a lot of people don’t take the time to listen to Eminem’s lyrics enough to realize that he is not all offensive and crude. His music has a positive message more often than not, and he uses crudity like most people sprinkle their language with obscenities. I know when I am feeling heightened emotionally (good or bad) my potty mouth gets worse, so I getcha, Em. LOL.

Beautiful
by Eminem

Lately I’ve been hard to reach
I’ve been too long on my own
Everybody has their private world
Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
I’m reaching out for you

I’m just so fucking depressed
I just can’t seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump

I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
And in order for me to pick the mic back up

I don’t know how or why or when
I ended up this position I’m in
I’m starting to feel dissin’ again
So I decided just to pick this pen

Up and try to make an attempt to vent
But I just can’t admit
Or come to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap
I need a new outlet

And I know some shit’s so hard to swallow
But I can’t just sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow but I know one fact
I’ll be one tough act to follow

One tough act to follow
I’ll be one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow
But you’d have to walk a thousand miles

In my shoes, just to see
What it’s like, to be me
I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes
Just to see what it’d be like

To feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each others’ minds
Just to see what we’d find
Look at shit through each others’ eyes

Don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
So don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

I think I’m starting to lose my sense of humor
Everything’s so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I gotta check
The temperature of the room

Just as soon as I walk in, it’s like all eyes on me
And so I try to avoid any eye contact
‘Cause if I do that then it opens the door
For conversation, like I want that

I’m not looking for extra attention
I just wanna be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room
Maybe just point me to the closest restroom

I don’t need no fucking man servant
Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass
Laugh at every single joke I crack
And half of ’em ain’t even funny like

Ha! Marshall you’re so funny man
You should be a comedian, god damn!”
Unfortunately I am
I just hide behind the tears of a clown

So why don’t you all sit down
Listen to the tale I’m about to tell
Hell, we don’t gotta trade our shoes
And you ain’t gotta walk no thousand miles

In my shoes, just to see
What it’s like, to be me
I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes
Just to see what it’d be like

To feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each others minds
Just to see what we’d find
Look at shit through each others eyes

Don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
So don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

Nobody asked for life to deal us
With these bullshit hands we’re dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves
And flip ’em, don’t expect no help

Now I could’ve either just sat on my ass
And pissed and moaned
Or take this situation in which I’m placed in
And get up and get my own

I was never the type of kid
To wait by the door and pack his bags
I sat on the porch and hoped and prayed
For a dad to show up who never did

I just wanted to fit in
Every single place, every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant acting stupid

And Edna always told me
Keep making that face and it’ll get stuck like that
Meanwhile I’m just standing there
Holding my tongue tryna talk like that

‘Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole
At 8 years old
I learned my lesson then
‘Cause I wasn’t trying to impress my friends no more

But I already told you my whole life story
Not just based on my description
‘Cause where you see it, from where you’re sittin
It’s probably 110% different

I guess we would have to walk a mile
In each others shoes at least
What size you wear? I wear 10’s
Let’s see if you can fit your feet

In my shoes, just to see
What it’s like, to be me
I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes
Just to see what it’d be like

To feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each others minds
Just to see what we’d find
Look at shit through each others eyes

Don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked just stay true to you
So don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked just stay true to you

So don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked just stay true to you
So

Lately I’ve been hard to reach
I’ve been too long on my own
Everybody has their private world
Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
I’m reaching out for you

Yeah, to my babies
Stay strong, daddy will be home soon

And to the rest of the world
God gave you shoes to fit you
So put ’em on and wear ’em
Be yourself man, be proud of who you are
Even if it sounds corny
Don’t ever let anyone tell you you ain’t beautiful

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Good Lyrics: No Love

You gotta pay attention to the lyrics. If you don’t get why this song is awesome despite the offensive language, you need to email me so I can explain it to you.

No Love
by Eminem featuring Lil’ Wayne

Throw dirt on me and grow a wild flower
But it’s fuck the world, get a child out her
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing ’bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers

I’m rollin’ sweets, I’m smoking 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

Ugh I think about more then I forget
But I don’t go around fire expectin’ not to sweat
And these niggas know I lay ’em down, make you beg
Bitches try to kick me while I’m down, I break your leg

Money out-weighing problems on the triple-beam
I’m sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes
Ugh be good or be good at it,
Fucking right, I got my gun, semi carter-matic

Yeah, put they dick in they mouth
So I guess its fuck with 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 the cage
Then I’ll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in a safe
Combination is the G code

It’s Weezy, motha-fucka, blood gang
And I’m in bleed mode
All about my door
But I don’t even check the peep hole

So you can keep knocking
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
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just don’t hurt me
It don’t hurt me no more
That’s right, and I don’t need you
Don’t wanna see you
Bitch, you get no love

You showed me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
And you don’t hurt me
You don’t hurt me no more
That’s right, and I don’t need you
Don’t wanna see you
Bitch, you get no love

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
A spaz with a pin, I’m a little bit sicker than most
Shit’s gonna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this shit
Now I stick it in

I ain’t ever giving in again
Caution to the wind
Complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the fuck would I join them when I beat them?
They call me a freak cause I like to spit on these pussies before I eat them
Man, get these whack cock suckers offstage
Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?

Snatch the mic from them
Bitch I’mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah, that rap was tight, but um
Ruckus got the greatest verse of all time
So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight, and um
Scribble out them rhymes you was gonna spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I’m afraid it ain’t gonna make no difference
When I rip the shades and tear it in half tonight

It’s an adrenaline rush, you feel the bass thump
From the place all the way to the parking lot fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game I soul started
A rock fellow and I’m not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted, cause Marshal’s not mellow

So on top, fill it from the top, I’m not gonna stop ’em
Standing on my Monopoly board
That’s means I’m on top of my game
And it don’t stop til my hip don’t hop anymore
When you’re so good that you can’t say it
Cause it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
People just get sick cause you spit these fools
Can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore

And you can never break my stride
You never slowed the momentum
At any moment I’m about to blow
You never take my pride,
I’m killing the flow, slow venom,
And any opponent is getting no mercy,
Mark my words
Ain’t letting up, relentless, I smell blood
I don’t give a fuck
Keep giving 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
You kicked me when I was down,
But what you say just don’t hurt me
It don’t hurt me no more
That’s right, and I don’t need you
Don’t wanna see you
Bitch, you get no love

You showed me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
And you don’t hurt me
You don’t hurt me no more
That’s right, and I don’t need you
Don’t wanna see you
Bitch, you get no love
And I don’t need ya
Bitch, you get no love

Good Lyrics: Spacebound

Spacebound
by Eminem

We touch, I feel a rush, we clutch, it isn’t much
But it’s enough to make me wonder what’s in store for us
It’s lust, it’s torturous, you must be a sorceress
Cause you just did the impossible, gained my trust
Don’t play games, it’ll be dangerous if you fuck me over
Cause if I get burnt, I’ma show you what it’s like to hurt
Cause I’ve been treated like dirt before you
And love is “evol” – spell it backwards, I’ll show ya

Nobody knows me, I’m cold, walk down this road all alone
It’s no one’s fault but my own, it’s the path I’ve chosen to go
Frozen as snow, I show no emotion whatsoever, so
Don’t ask me why I have no love for these mother fucking hoes

Blood-sucking succubuses, what the fuck is up with this?
I’ve tried in this department, but I ain’t had no luck with this
It sucks, but it’s exactly what I thought it would be like trying to start over
I’ve got a hole in my heart from some kind of emotional roller-coaster
Something I won’t go on til you toy with my emotions, ho it’s over
It’s like an explosion every time I hold you, wasn’t joking when I told you
You take my breath away, you’re a supernova
And I’m a…

(Chorus)

I’m a space-bound rocket ship and your heart’s the moon
And I’m aiming right at you
Right at you
250, 000 miles on a clear night in June
And I’m aiming right at you
Right at you
Right at you

(Verse 2)

I’ll do whatever it takes, when I’m with you I get the shakes
My body aches when I ain’t with you, I have zero strength
There’s no limit on how far I would go, no boundaries, no lengths
Why do we say that until we get that person that we think’s
Gonna be that one and then once we get ’em, it’s never the same
You want ’em when they don’t want you, soon as they do, feelings change
It’s not a contest and I ain’t on no conquest for no mate
I wasn’t looking when I stumbled onto you, musta been fate
But so much is at stake, what the fuck does it take, let’s cut to the chase
‘Fore the door shuts in your face, promise me if I cave in and break
And leave myself open that I won’t be making a mistake
Cause I’m a

(Chorus)

I’m a space-bound rocket ship and your heart’s the moon
And I’m aiming right at you
Right at you
250, 000 miles on a clear night in June
And I’m aiming right at you
Right at you
Right at you

(Verse 3)

So after a year and 6 months, it’s no longer me that you want
But I love you so much it hurts, never mistreated you once
I poured my heart out to you, let down my guard, swear to God
I’ll blow my brains in your lap, lay here and die in your arms
Drop to my knees and I’m pleading, I’m trying to stop you from leaving
You won’t even listen, so fuck it, I’m trying to stop you from breathing
I put both hands on your throat, I sit on top of you, squeezing
Til’ I snap your neck like a Popsicle stick, ain’t a possible reason
I can think of to let you walk up out this house and let you live
Tears stream down both of my cheeks, then I let you go and just give
And before I put that gun to my temple, I told you this

(Bridge)

And I would’ve done anything for you
To show you how much I adored you
But it’s over now, it’s too late to save our
Love
Just promise me you’ll think of me
Every time you look up in the sky and see a star
Cuz I’m a

(Chorus)

I’m a space-bound rocket ship and your heart’s the moon
And I’m aiming right at you
Right at you
250, 000 miles and a clear night in June
And I’m so lost without you
Without you
Without you

Good Lyrics: Lose Yourself

There was a time in my life many years ago when I really identified with this song. And today I find myself again in that position. As I’ve talked about before, I like rap with a positive message. And I think this is one of the more inspirational rap songs I’ve heard and liked in the last 10 years. It’s funny how life is so cyclical. Even when you least expect it. But music is eternal. And continues to be relevant.

Lose Yourself
by Eminem

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
Would you capture it? Or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s choking how, everybody’s joking now
The clock’s run out, time’s up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that
Easy, no

He won’t have it, he knows his whole back’s to these ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that, but he’s broke
He’s so stagnant that he knows

When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

This soul’s escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking

Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom’s close to post mortem
It only grows harder, homey grows hotter
He blows it’s all over, these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he’s know as the Globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He’s grown farther from home, he’s no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose ’cause here goes the cold water
These hoes don’t want him no mo’, he’s cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it’s old partner, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
I been chewed up, and spit out, and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepwritin’ the next cypher
Best believe somebody’s paying the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the
Fact that I can’t get by with my nine to five
And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family

‘Cause man, these Goddamn food stamps don’t buy diapers
And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder
Trying to feed and water
my seed, plus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama’s screaming on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail
I’ve got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure’s not

Mom, I love you, but this trailer’s got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem’s Lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not ’cause maybe the only opportunity that I got

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

Good Lyrics: Beautiful Skin

I wouldn’t say I’m the biggest fan of rap and hip hop, although I do enjoy it on occasion. I mainly like it when it’s either funny or has a positive message, or a good chorus/melody (is that what they call a “hook?”). Every few years I put this song on repeat in my car for a few days, which I have done recently, and drive around town so people can laugh at my white ass in my Subaru rocking some mad bass, yo. LOL. Typically I dislike rap because it’s usually disrespectful to one or more groups of people (in my opinion), and I have a big problem with that. But this song is all about respect for women, and I love it.

Beautiful Skin (click to listen)
by Goodie Mob

This particular song right here is dedicated to the black woman
And it doesn’t pertain to all black women
because some of y’all disrespect y’all selves
because you don’t know who you are in the first place.

This is out of respect to women period
Word up

I’m quite single
And occasionally I mingle
But aside from all the rest
She sparks my interest
No ma’am, I don’t know you
Just offering the common respect I feel I owe you
Also, some conversation, companionship
Common ground and common sense
There’s no such thing as coincidence
In me finding you here
And I really hate screaming in your ear
So, some other time, OK?
(I waited a day.)

Hello, this is Carlito
From a couple of days ago
You sound tired
Forgive me if I call you too late
But what better time to relate my state?
Where could I begin?
Has anyone ever told you have beautiful skin?
You’re more than welcome
What do you desire within?

I just want to be
There’s no need to put titles on you and me
Those are limitations
Living and learning are our only obligations
Equality, honesty, independence
Intelligence, emotion and devotion
Humbly seeking to hear God when he’s speaking to us

At one time my mind just couldn’t conceive
A woman had to dress a certain way to believe
But, in the same breath, allow me to say
That if you believe, young lady, you wouldn’t dress that way
And I was attracted to your class
I couldn’t see all your ass
And I was very content
You deserved every compliment

Our differences make us the same
You gotta have some game, or
You ain’t even gonna be able to take care of yourself
I love when I look at you, I see my reflection
So I offer my love, affection and protection
Shorty, you dead fine
But the bottom line is, you still my sister

Well, I say
You’re my beginning, my end
You’re my sister, lover, and friend
God is your light from within
It shines from your beautiful skin
What they say ’bout you ain’t true
There’s no me if there is no you
I hope that you understand
You got to respect yourself before I can

I met you and y’all knew
Saw you again on Marietta
Downtown Atlanta
Checking your long legs, got me smirking
Fixed me dinner one night, candles lit
Thought you was slick in the beginning
But it turned out you wouldn’t lie
Looked me in my eye

I listened
Sucked it up, pushed on
We made amends
Both sides clicked, true friends
Since then, years done gone by
Brought a baby girl into this world
Made our parents grandfolk

Household with no hope
Took care of ye, you me
When shit got put out on the curb
Closer than the skin on the back of my hand
Through the thick and thin
We can win
Beautiful black skin

Well, I say
You’re my beginning, my end
You’re my sister, lover, and friend
God is your light from within
It shines from your beautiful skin
What they say ’bout you ain’t true
There’s no me if there is no you
I hope that you understand
You got to respect yourself before I can

No need to compete
With the music loud
Or stairs cold
Put on a scale
Of one to ten, you’re a twelve
I chose her over jail and hell
Originally from ATL

Compatible souls come together
Under bad weather
To discuss the mistrust
Amongst the so-called
Good in every woman
How I wish this was true
I deal with facts only
Already done cloned me
Why I sang the blues

When there’s only one God that watches over our every step
I need his help
When I’m walking
Looking for the right female
I can’t tell sometimes
They tell me the devil’s coming humble in his approach
Spontaneous with the game
Caught the naive of a girl falling for the OK
Let the pistol smoke the one you live by
Die by
Examples of how relationships can be

I rolls the dice
Taking a chance at crapping out
Like today boy
I lost one of my best hips
Natural thick lips
No animal fat implants
Wide load
This daughter working at the airport
19 years old
Worth more than her weight in gold
But it was all my fault

So don’t cry, understand
And down the line I want you back
But the feeling ain’t mutual
Just promise me you’ll find a new man
That’s bout some business
Hope she finds what her was looking for
Like a dream to my end
I wanted to be more than friends
Beautiful black skin

Well, I say
You’re my beginning, my end
You’re my sister, lover, and friend
God is your light from within
It shines from your beautiful skin
What they say ’bout you ain’t true
There’s no me if there is no you
I hope that you understand
You got to respect yourself before I can.

Musical Monday: Bubba Sparxxx

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So you know how your freshman year in college, when people are trying to get to know each other, someone always asks, “What kind of music do you like?” Actually, this is still a good indicator for me of whether I’ll get along with someone or not. But back then, most people would say something like, “Oh, I like everything. Except maybe rap and country.” Well, then I’m sorry, but you don’t like “everything.” I realize that those people were trying to be adaptable and not send any potential new friends running, but dude, that’s so boring.

I would never call myself an aficionado of rap or country, BUT(!) I do like the occasional rap or country song. I have plenty of random singles on my iPod from the likes of Jay-Z, Outkast, and Garth Brooks. I can’t say I own any complete country albums. But I do own two complete rap albums: License to Ill by Beastie Boys and Deliverance by Bubba Sparxxx. It just hit me that they’re both white. How odd. Beasties are just nostalgic and fun to me, and remind me of some good friends and some crazy times. Bubba Sparxxx is unique in many ways, and that’s why I like him.

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Being from the deep South (LaGrange, Georgia), his lyrics reflect a sort of deep-seated anger (but also an inner strength) that I think a lot of extremely poor people in the South experience. I know the people he raps about. I have met some of the characters in his songs. He writes about the poor white South’s own personal version of the ghetto, which is arguably no more positive an existence than urban black ghettos, only no one really talks about it. And like some black rappers have done for the young black community to empower and motivate them to think differently about their circumstances, so Bubba Sparxxx does for a different segment of the population.

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Just as the perspective of black youth today is still influenced by the experiences of their ancestors in oppressive conditions, there are aspects of the poor South’s plight that go back to the Civil War and the years afterwards spent trying to rebuild what was lost. I think Bubba Sparxxx hits on this concept without coming across as a racist redneck. I don’t think there is anything racist about him. And we would all do well to look at the similarites he’s pointing out between low-income, disadvantaged people in general, regardless of skin color.

One of his themes lyrically is the idea of a “New South,” which he believes we are experiencing today, and which he encourages young people to nurture. Think about the concept of “Old South” and all the negative things it stood for (some of which linger even now). He’s in effect preaching the opposite, telling people to rise above their differences and their circumstances, and to be proud of who they are and where they come from. But he also jokes around about the dumb redneck stereotypes, because as those of us from the South know, those stereotypes exist for a reason, and there really are some people like that.

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I also really like the fact that he incorporates some traditional Southern-sounding music into his songs. The Deliverance album features Yonder Mountain String Band, which is one of my favorite “jam grass” bands from Colorado. Even though they’re not technically from the South, I respect the fact that they are carrying on the Southern musical tradition of bluegrass. He has sampled their original tune “To See You Comin’ Round,” about which YMSB’s bassist, Ben Kaufmann, had this to say:

“I think it’s great. Timbaland is responsible for the original mix, and it could be a revolutionary idea. In the song, the beat is still there and what really comes through is the voice and the fiddle. I’ve always thought that you could take acoustic instruments and hybridize that sound with the hip-hop beat to get an acoustic hip-hop experience. There can be no limits.”

bubba2 Buy it or download it here.