Rihanna: I’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy
Eminem: I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek Oh well, guess beggers can’t be choosey Wanted to receive attention for my music Wanted to be left alone, public excuse me Been wanting my cake, I need it too, wanting it both ways Fame may be a balloon cause my ego inflated When I blew seep it was confusing Cause 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 wee With what I gave up to get was bittersweet It was like winning a huge meet Ironic cause I think I’m getting so big I need a shrink I’m beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep Going cucko and cuckier as Kool Keith But I’m actually weirder than you think Cause I’m
Rihanna: I’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy Well, that’s not fair Well, that’s not fair
Eminem: Now, I ain't much of a poet but I know somebody once told me to seize the moment and don't squander it Cause 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) Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo! I think it went wandering off down yonder And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen Cause I need an interventionist to intervene between me and this monster And save me from myself and all this conflict Cause the very thing that I love's killing me and I can't conquer it My OCD is conking me in the head, keep knockin' Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin' I'm just relaying what the voice in my head is saying Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the...
Rihanna: I’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy
Eminem: Call me crazy, but I had this vision One day that I’d walk amongst you regular civilians But until then drums get killed I’m coming straight at MC’s, blood get spilled and I Take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track Give every kid who got played gat Pumped the villian and shit that say back To the kids who played ‘em I ain’t here to save the fucking children But if one kid out of a hundred million Who are going through a struggle feels and relates that’s great It’s payback, falling way back In the draft, turn nothing into something, still can make that Straw in the gold chump I will spend in a hay stack Maybe I need a straightjacket, face facts I am nuts for real, but I’m okay with that It’s nothing, I’m still friends with a