3rd Single af Relapse, 3 AM produað af Dr.Dre

Skv. viðtali sem Em átti við XXL þá er þetta lag ásamt hinum á plötunni í fyrsta skipti sem hann rappar sober í 7 ár http://gallicwars.wordpress.com/2009/05/06/news-eminem-confesses-drug-addiction-i-hadnt-recorded-a-song-sober-in-7-years/.Þau lög sem eru komin út fyrir Relapse(Crack A Bottle (feat Dr.Dre & 50 Cent),We Made You,3 Am og Old Time's Sake (feat Dr.Dre) ) þá er hann með svona vélræna rödd eða hreim því hann er að jafna sig eftir meðferð , minnir á indverska hreiminn í Ass Like That (Encore).
Frekar pirrandi en það sem ég er buinn að lesa þá á hann að vera buinn að “jafna” sig i Relapse II og þá aftur sinn venjulega hreim sú plata kemur seinna á þessu ári en Relapse kemur núna 19 maí.

Þetta lag er svona lyrically sterkasta lagið sem komið er út ,hreimurinn eyðileggur samt fyrir en ég er samt fíla það,

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jvMvFE9K0Q8

Ykkar skoðanir á Eminem ,lögunum sem eru komin út og það sem er að gerast núna hjá honum?

(3 AM lyrics)


There is no escaping
Theres no place to hide
You scream someone save me
But the dont pay no mind
Goodbye


-Verse 1-
Your walking down a horror corridor Its almost 4 in the mornin
And your in a nightmare Its horrible right theirs the cor-ona
Waitin for you to turn the corner so he can corner ya Youre a cor-na hes on ta ya
Out the corner of his cornia He just saw ya run
All you want is to rest cuz you cant run anymore ya done
All he wants is ta kill ya in front of an audience
While everybody is watching in the party applauding it
Here I sit while im caught up in deep thought again
Contemplating my next plot again
Swallowin the colatapin walnut and in and out on the Ramada inn holdin onto the pill bottle then
Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom and make sure I got all of it
Wake up naked at McDonalds with
Blood all over me dead bodies behind the counter shit
guess I must have just blacked out again not again

-Chorus-
Its three A.M in the Mornin
Put my key in the door
With bodies layin all over the floor and
I dont remember how they got there
But I guess I must have killed them killed them

I said (Repeat)

-Verse 2-
Sitting nude in my living room Its almost noon
I wonder whats on the tube Maybe theyll show some boobs
surfin every channel until I find Hannah Montana then I reach for the aloe and lanelin
bust all over the wall panelin dismantlin every candle on top of the fireplace mantlin
grab my flantilin , my bandana then kiss the naked manican man again
you could see him standing in my front window if you look in
Im just a hooligan whos used to using hallucinogen
Causin illusions again brain contusions again
Cutting and bruising the skin Razors scissors and pins
Jesus when does it end Phases that I go through
Dazed and im so confused Days that I dont know who
They be smiling(?) too(?)Me what am I gon do
Pay the prodical son The diabolical one
Very methodical when I slaughter them

-Chorus-

-Verse 3-
(Bridge)
She puts the lotion in the bucket
Its puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
She puts the lotion in the bucket
Its puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again

I duck and I slash slice and gash Last night was a blast
I cant quite remember when I had that much fun with a half-pint of the Jack
my last vic and a half A flashlight up Kim Kardashian's ass
I remember the first time I dismembered a family member
December I think it was I was havin drinks with my cousin
I wrapped him in Christmas lights Pushed him into the stinkin tub
Cut him up into pieces And just when I went to drink his blood
I thought I oughta drink his bathwater That oughta be fun
Thats when my days as serial murder manslaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me That might be an artery son
Your blood covered and screams just dont seem to bother me none
Its 3 A.M and here I come so you should probably run
A secret passage way around here man theres got to be one
Oh no theirs probably none He can scream all that he wants
Top of his lungs But aint no stopping me from choppin him up up