InYourHead

In Your Head (Explicit) - Eminem

Written by：Marshall Mathers

The Cranberries：

In your head

Zombie zombie zombie ie ie

What's in your head in your head

Zombie zombie zombie ie ie ie oh

Eminem：

I'm packin' up my sh*t

As much sh*t in the car as I can fit

And I'm just drivin' as far as I can get

Away from these problems 'til all of my sorrows I forget

What's tomorrow like

'Cause tonight I'm startin' life again

Get to the corner and stop f**k am I goin'

Besides psycho when I fantasize startin' my whole life over

Yeah right oh and I might go and

Get hypnotized so I don't even recognize no one

I try to look alive

Because there's nothin' like holdin' your head up high

When you're dead inside and I just hide

So in case you're wonderin' why my inside's showin'

'Cause I done spilled all my guts and those are mine

So I'm pickin' them up and stuffin' them back

F**k it I've done enough in this rap sh*t

Recovery brought me nothin'

But back to where I was and perhaps

This coulda been my victory lap

If I wasn't on the verge of Relapse

The Cranberries：

What's in your head in your head

Zombie zombie zombie ie ie

What's in your head in your head

Zombie zombie zombie ie ie ie oh

Eminem：

It seems to be the reoccurring main theme

The sh*t I would daydream as a kid I was eighteen

I went from an irate teenager to still raging

Isn't it though amazing back then I put anything

Into the rhyme whether it was sad mad happy or angry

I spit it the mainstream I hit it

Yay me I did it

Did what

Hailie

Baby I didn't mean to make you eighty

Percent of what I rapped about

Maybe I shoulda did a better job at separating

Shady and entertaining from real life

But this fame thing is still the hardest thing to explain

It's the craziest sh*t I

Ever seen and back then it was like I ain't even

Bothered taking into consideration

You one day being older and may hear me say things

I did and blame me and be it just ain't me

Okay so ladies and gentlemen let's strip away everything

And see the main reason that I feel like a lame piece of sh*t

I sound cranky and bitter

Complain beef and bicker 'bout the same things

'Cause when I look at me I don't see what they see

I feel ashamed greedy