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Ganadora-The Monster Eminem Ft. Rihanna + Video Oficial

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek, oh well,

Guess beggars can't be choosey

Wanted to receive attention for my music

Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me

For wanting my cake, and eat it too

And wanting it both ways

Fame made me a balloon because my ego inflated

When I blew.

See, but it was confusing

Because all I wanted to do is be

The Bruce Lee of loose leaf

Abused ink, used it as a tool

When I blew steam

Hit the lottery, oh we

But with what I gave up to get it was bittersweet

It was like winning a used mink

Ironic because I think I'm getting so huge

I need a shrink, I'm beginning to lose sleep

One sheep, two sheep

Going coo-coo

And kooky as Kool Keith

But I'm actually weirder than you think

Because I'm...

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothing

Well, that's nothing

Now, I ain't much of a poet

But I know somebody once told me

To seize the moment

And don't squander it, because you never know

When it all could be over tomorrow

So I keep conjuring

Sometimes I wonder

Where these thoughts spawn from

Yeah, pondering'll do you wonders

No wonder you're losing your mind

The way it wanders

I think it went wandering off down yonder

And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen

Because I need an interventionist

To intervene between me and this monster

And save me from myself and all this conflict

Because the very thing that I love's killing me

And I can't conquer it. My OCD is conking me in the head

Keep knocking

Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalking

I'm just relaying what the voice in my head is saying

Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with...

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothing

Well, that's nothing

Call me crazy, but I have this vision

One day that I'll walk amongst you, a regular civilian

But until then drums get killed

And I'm coming straight at MC's blood. Gets spilled

And I'll take you back to the days

That I'd get on a Dre track

Give every kid who got played that, pumped up feeling

And sh*t to say back to the kids who played him

I ain't here to save the fu**ing children

But if one kid out of a hundred million

Who are going through a struggle feels it and

Relates that's great, it's payback, Russell Wilson

Falling way back in the draft, turn nothing into something

Still can make that straw into gold chump

I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack

Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts

I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that

It's nothing, I'm still friends with...

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothing

Well, that's nothing