Eminem "If I Had..." lyrics

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If I Had...

[Verse 1]Life, by Marshall MathersWhat is life? Life is like a big obstaclePut in front of your optical to slow you downAnd every time you think you've gotten past itIt's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn groundWhat are friends? Friends are people that you think are your friendsBut they really your enemies, with secret identitiesAnd disguises, to hide their true colorsSo just when you think you're close enough to be brothersThey wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookingWhat is money? Money is what makes a man act funnyMoney is the Root of all EvilMoney'll make them same friends come back aroundSwearing that they was always downWhat is life? I'm tired of life

I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grinsI'm tired of committing so many sinsTired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny winsTired of never having any endsTired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thinsI'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spinsTired of not having a dealTired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steelTired of drowning in my sorrowTired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte CarloI'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and darting offI'm tired of jobs starting off at $5.50 an hourThen this boss wonders why I'm smarting offI'm tired of being fired every time I fart and coughTired of having to work as a gas station clerkFor this jerk breathing down my neck, driving me berserkI'm tired of using plastic silverwareTired of working in Builder's SquareTired of not being a millionaire

[Hook]But if I had a million dollarsI'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholicsIf I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dickWithout a condom on while I'm on the johnIf I had a million bucksIt wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be outRobbing armored trucksIf I had one wishI would ask for a big enough assFor the whole world to kiss

[Verse 2]I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poorTired of taking pop bottles back to the party storeI'm tired of not having a phoneTired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it onTired of not driving a BMTired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be himTired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PMTired of not performing in a packed coliseumTired of not being on tourTired of fucking the same blond whore after workIn the back of a ContourI'm tired of faking knots with a stack of onesHaving a lack of funds and resorting back to gunsTired of being stared atI'm tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hatTired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of LugzTired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugsTired of other rappers who ain't bringing half the skill as meSaying they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me"I'm tired of radio stations telling fibsTired of J-L-B saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives"

[Hook]

[Outro]You know what I'm saying?I'm tired of all of this bullshitTelling me to be positiveHow am I supposed to be positive when I don't see shit positive?Know what I'm saying?I rap about shit around me, shit I seeKnow what I'm saying? Right now I'm tired of everythingTired of all this player-hating that's going on in my own cityCan't get no airplay, you know what I'm saying?But hey, it's cool though, you know what I'm saying?Just fed up..that's my word

Kad bih imao...

(Prva kitica)Život po Marshallu MathersuŠto je život? Život je kao velika preprekaStavljena pred tvoje oči s ciljem da te usporiI svaki put kad pomisliš da si je prešaoVratit će se natrag i srušiti te na podŠto su prijatelji? Prijatelji su ljudi za koje misliš da su ti prijateljiAli oni su ustvari tvoji neprijatelji s tajnim identitetimaI maskama koje skrivaju njihove prave ličnostiI upravo kad pomisliš da ste dovoljno bliski da budete braćaŽele se vratiti i prerezati ti grlo dok ne gledašŠto je novac? Novac pravi budalu od čovjekaNovac je korijen svih zalaNovac će natjerati te iste prijatelje da se vrateKuneći se da su uvijek bili uz tebeŠto je život? Umoran sam od života

Umoran sam od izdajničkih zmija s prijateljskim osmjesimaUmoran od svih grijeha koje sam počinioUmoran od vječnog popuštanja kad ova boca pića pobijediUmoran od toga što nikad nemam novcaUmoran od mršavih prijatelja ovisnih o cracku i tabletamaUmoran od toga što DJ stalno pušta TVOJE stvariUmoran od toga što nisam potpisao ugovorUmoran od podnošenja svih sranja i to bez oružjaUmoran od utapanja u tugiUmoran od posuđivanja dolara za gorivo za krntijuUmoran od kretena koji pucaju iz autaUmoran od poslova na minimalcuA onda se ovaj šef pita zašto pametujemUmoran od otpuštanja svaki put kad prdnem i zakašljemUmoran od toga što moram raditi na benzinskoj postajiZa ovog kretena koji mi dahće za vratom i izluđuje meUmoran od korištenja plastičnog posuđaUmoran od popravljanja stvari po kućamaUmoran od toga što nisam milijunaš

(Refren)Ali kad bih imao milijun dolaraKupio bih jebenu pivaru i pretvorio svih u alkoholičareKad bih imao čarobni štapić, natjerao bih svijet da mi popušiBez kondoma dok serem na zahoduKad bih imao milijun dolaraTo ne bi bilo dovoljno, jer bih i daljePljačkao oklopna vozila*Kad bih imao jednu željuTražio bih guzicu dovoljno velikuDa je cijeli svijet može ljubiti

(Druga kitica)Umoran sam od toga što sam bijelo smeće, jadan i siromašanUmoran od vraćanja plastičnih boca u trgovineUmoran od toga što nemam telefonUmoran od toga što nemam kuću gdje bih ga priključio kad bih ga imaoUmoran od toga što ne vozim BMWUmoran od toga što ne radim dobar posao, što želim biti netko drugiUmoran od toga što ne mogu zaspati bez tableteUmoran od toga što nikad ne nastupam pred punom dvoranomUmoran od toga što nisam na turnejiUmoran od jebanja iste plave kurve nakon poslaNa zadnjem sjedalu skučenog autaUmoran od pretvaranja da sam bogat presavijajući novčaniceUmoran od toga što moram pribjeći oružjuUmoran od tuđih pogledaUmoran od nošenja iste jebene kapeUmoran od ulaženja u klubove s istim parom tenisicaUmoran od ljudi koji kažu da su umorni od mog repanja o drogamaUmoran od drugih repera koji nemaju ni pola moje vještineA govore da me nisu osjetili u ranijim pjesmamaUmoran od radio postaja koje pričaju lažiUmoran od tog voditelja i njegovog iritantnog glasa

(Refren)

(Outro)Kontaš me?Umoran sam od svih ovih sranjaKoje mi govore da gledam pozitivnoKako da gledam pozitivno kad vidim da ništa nije pozitivno?Kontaš me?Repam o onome što me okružuje, onome što vidimKontaš me? Sad sam umoran od svegaUmoran od onih koji me mrze u mom vlastitom graduNe puštaju me na radiju, kontaš me?Ali hej, u redu je, kontaš me?Samo mi je dosta..to je to

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