EMINEM - How Come Lyrics lyrics

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So i changed, huh

You got a phone,

Pick it up, call me


How come, we don't even talk no more,

And you don't even call no more,

We don't barely keep in touch at all,

And I don't even feel the same love when we hug no mo',

And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin' now,

After all the years we've been down,

Ain't no way, no how,

This bullshit can't be true,

We family, aint a damn thing change unless it's you

[Verse One]

We were so young,

So full of life and vibrance,

Side by side wherever you was ridin', I went,

So close almost was some Bonnie and Clyde shit,

When Ronnie died you was right by my side,

With a shoulder to cry on and a tissue to wipe my eyes,

And a bucket to catch every tear I cried inside it,

You even had the same type of childhood I did,

Sometimes I just wanna know why,

Is it that you sur-came to yours,

And mine I survived it,

You ran the streets I nine to fived it,

We grew up, grew apart this time went by us,

Then I blew up to both yours and mine surprises,

Now I feel the vibe I just cant describe it,

Much as your pride tries to hide it,

You're cold your touch is just like ice,

And your eyes is the look of resentment,

I can sense it and I don't like it


(Kon Artis)

[Verse Two]

It was my dream at first to be all spittin the verse,

On my own album with a deal but shit got worse,

So I came out I would'a socked somebody first,

'Fore I let him disrespect me,

Or check me up with somethin' worse,

Some shit that I wasn't with,

I would'a hit her to would'a quit,

But you were plain talkin' to her,

And tell her she was the shit,

I told you don't get involved with her,

You were smoking the cron'c with her,

Coming out'a the bar with her,

Stumblin' half drunk,

Like y'all husband or wife or somthin',

But me catchin' her kissin other guys,

Must've hurt your pride or somthin',

'Cause you wolf I fit them after people,

Like you want it with me,

When all I tried to do is show you that your girl was shifty,

And lyrics is the fans and all the shit that I produce,

You actin' like I ain't your man,

And lyin' like she can't be loose,

But I am really your friend,

I'm just trying to tell you the truth,

Don't hate the game or the playa',

The one that's changin is you



[Verse Three]

We gettin lonely at the top

cuz my homie had to stop

now we actin like i gotta live only for the block

and homies in the hood only see me on the tube

so they gossip on the porch, get ta speakin all rude

fools i used to rap with, all expect magic

like my finger get ta snappin and *poof* it just happen

but Proof its just actin, at the party were stoned

shady made it so my babys aint starvin at home

see the devil in your grin, since the ghetto we been friends

forever, real intelligence, thats forever till the end

I peep the hatred in your eyes and the Satan in your lies

aint wastin my time with these snakes in disguise

(How come) when you talk its with bitter respite

(And how come) its my fault for what you did with your life

and every time i go to hear you and play you look away

we barely embrace, you cant even look me in my face


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