Eminem (ft. Lil Wayne) – No Love

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No Love is a hip hop song by American rapper Eminem, from his 2010 seventh album, Recovery.

It features American rapper Lil Wayne.

Both artists co-wrote the song with Just Blaze, who also produced it. It samples Trinidian-German singer Haddaway’s 1993 hit song What Is Love?

The single was released on October 5, 2010, peaking at Number 23 on the US Billboard Hot 100 and at Number 7 on the UK R&B charts.

Having sold north of a million digital downloads in the US, many critics opine it to be one of the best songs from Recovery.

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LYRICS

Love, love

Love, love,

Don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more

Young Money yeah uh

Ah, throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower

But it’s “fuck the world”, get a child out her

Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing about her

Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers

I’m rolling sweets, I’m smoking sour

Married to the game but she broke her vows

That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles

And my night stands are full of open Bibles uh

I think about more than I forget

But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat

And these niggas know I lay them down, make them beg

Bitches try to kick me while I’m down, I’ll break your leg

Money outweighing problems on a triple beam

I’m sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes, uh

Be good or be good at it

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Fucking right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic

Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it’s fuck what they say

I’m high as a bitch up, up and away, man, I come down in a couple of days

OK, you want me up in a cage, then I’ll come out in beast mode

I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code

It’s Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode

All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole

So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down

No love lost,

No love found

It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now (Yeah)

You kicked me when I was down, but what you say, just (Don’t hurt me)

That’s right (It don’t hurt me) I don need you (No more)

Don’t wanna see you (No more)

Ha bitch you get (No love) You showed me nothing but hate

You ran me into the ground, but what comes around goes around (Yeah)

(And you don’t hurt me)

That’s right (You don’t hurt me) and I don’t need you (No more)

Don’t want to see you, (No more)

Ha bitch you get no love

No love

No love

No love, ha

Bitch you get no love

No love

No love, and I don’t need you (No more)

Get ’em

I’m alive again

More alive than I have been in my whole entire life I can

See these people’s ears perk up as I begin to spaz with the pen,

I’m a little bit sicker than most,

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Shit’s gonna get thick again, they say the

Competition is stiff, but I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in

I ain’t never giving in again

Caution to the wind, complete freedom,

Look at these rappers, how I treat them so why the fuck would I join ’em when I beat ’em yeah

They call me a freak ’cause I like to spit on these pussies ‘fore I eat them

Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage, where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?

Snatch the mic from him, bitch I’mma let you finish in a minute,

Yeah that rap was tight, but I’m ’bout to spit the greatest verse of all time

So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um

Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit and start over from scratch and write new ones

But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference

When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight

It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump in the place

All the way to the parking lot, fellow

Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd

You can see the sparks from hot metal

Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game I so started

To rock fellow, when I’m not even in my harshest

You can still get roasted ’cause Marsh is not mellow

‘Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop, I’m standing on my Monopoly board

That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop, ’til my hip don’t hop anymore

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When you’re so good that you can’t say it ’cause it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore

People just get sick ’cause you spit, these fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore

And you can never break my stride,

You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow

You’ll never take my pride, killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent is getting no

Mercy, mark my words, ain’t letting up, relentless I smell blood,

I don’t give a fuck, keep giving them hell

Where was you when I fell and needed help up? You get no love

It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now (Oh)

 


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