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| I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress". On the subject of the rest of the family: "Family fightin' and fussin' over who wants to invite me to supper/All the sudden, sandra bullock I got 90 some cousins (Hey it's me!)/A half-brother and sister who never seen me/or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV". [edit] "Drug Ballad" "Drug Ballad" sandra bullock is, appropriately enough, all about drugs. Eminem mentions drinking copious amounts of alcohol, ecstasy and marijuana, as well as huffing glue "through a tube and play Rubik's Cube". Ironically, the atmosphere and style of delivery makes the song sound like a party song, reminiscent of West Coast rap songs from Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg, among others. Instead of exulting a party-heavy lifestyle, Eminem describes the dark side of that existence. This begins with the rapidfire beginning: 'We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark/And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk/And by the, sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl/And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf/And my pre-diction |
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