这是歌词（本来是我写给别人的....原文在这里：http://tieba.baidu.com/f?z=743164861&ct=335544320&lm=0&sc=0&rn=30&tn=baiduPostBrowser&word=eminem&pn=30
They all say the outrages all originat from hatred,
Teaching a sore way to avoid it by stand it.
But when you get punched with a explosive massive blow,
How can a masculine creature just avoid the foes like a hoe.
Let me tell you a story about that raging experience,
about a guy tolerate, humilated in the crowd of audiences.
One day when he silently played the fun games,
in front of the platform ain't nobody wait him,
Watershed sprout out as another man suddenly thrusting,
He looking around,trying to search for somethings.
He may be drunk last night, hugged by his mob,
He may be done with raps like tucking dresses hip-hop.
No matter what, his goal is on, toe to toe his rage is on,
ventilating the anger that hiden in his two arms.
Stepping toward that guys, His eyes are blazing,
almost taking the whole house, into the firing.
Without further due, the games begin,
Though he know it's virtual, the fight too real not relent.
His anger start baking, translating to nothing, nothing to petty,
petty to beating.
He could not control, to control the bunch of stoke, that bolting his own socks straight to a blow.
This is unprovoked, that guy suddenly wondering,
though surprised to find the blood flowing out of his body.
His mouth get hurted, how a manly heart could bear such dirt.
So he whirl his mind, blurt it out a fuc##ing dirty word.
He feels the veins covered tightened and strengthened,
The will to drain resovled roughened, can't help but pushing him.
Moment has come, his head has been dumb.
The anxiety grows and emotions unfolds,
The wild beast just let his emotion goes.
Teeth squeaked cracking, throat choked roaring, the berserk state of
mind vented thorough nothing.
Crowd are yelling aloud, fouls arising now,frown their eyes centered around what happenening about.
Seeking the weakness with his eyes, he strove to win,
Gripping the fist with until die, he devoted to gain.
The victory vacillate before the horizon, exhaust his mind,
The rational reason just gone, forgot he fought how many times.
They all say the outrages all originat from hatred,
Teaching a sore way to avoid it by stand it.
But when you get punched with a explosive massive blow,
How can a masculine creature just avoid the foes like a hoe.
Let me tell you a story about that raging experience,
about a guy tolerate, humilated in the crowd of audiences.
One day when he silently played the fun games,
in front of the platform ain't nobody wait him,
Watershed sprout out as another man suddenly thrusting,
He looking around,trying to search for somethings.
He may be drunk last night, hugged by his mob,
He may be done with raps like tucking dresses hip-hop.
No matter what, his goal is on, toe to toe his rage is on,
ventilating the anger that hiden in his two arms.
Stepping toward that guys, His eyes are blazing,
almost taking the whole house, into the firing.
Without further due, the games begin,
Though he know it's virtual, the fight too real not relent.
His anger start baking, translating to nothing, nothing to petty,
petty to beating.
He could not control, to control the bunch of stoke, that bolting his own socks straight to a blow.
This is unprovoked, that guy suddenly wondering,
though surprised to find the blood flowing out of his body.
His mouth get hurted, how a manly heart could bear such dirt.
So he whirl his mind, blurt it out a fuc##ing dirty word.
He feels the veins covered tightened and strengthened,
The will to drain resovled roughened, can't help but pushing him.
Moment has come, his head has been dumb.
The anxiety grows and emotions unfolds,
The wild beast just let his emotion goes.
Teeth squeaked cracking, throat choked roaring, the berserk state of
mind vented thorough nothing.
Crowd are yelling aloud, fouls arising now,frown their eyes centered around what happenening about.
Seeking the weakness with his eyes, he strove to win,
Gripping the fist with until die, he devoted to gain.
The victory vacillate before the horizon, exhaust his mind,
The rational reason just gone, forgot he fought how many times.
