3 A.M.

Eminem

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    There is no escaping (Yo)
    There's no place to hide (Ayo)
    You scream: Someone save me! (Yo)
    But they don't pay no mind (Ayo)
    Goodnight, goodbye!

    You're walkin' down a horror corridor
    It's almost four in the mornin' and you're in a
    Nightmare, it's horrible, right there's the coroner
    Waiting for ya to turn the corner so he can corner ya
    You're a goner, he's onto ya
    Out the corner of his cornea, he just saw ya run
    All you want is to rest 'cause you can't run anymore, you're done
    All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
    While everybody is watching in the party, applauding it
    Here I sit, while I'm caught up in deep thought again
    Contemplating my next plot again
    Swallowin' a Klonopin while I'm noddin' in and out on the ottoman
    At the Ramada Inn, holding 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 McDonald's with
    Blood all over me, dead bodies behind the counter, shit
    Guess I must've just blacked out again—not again!

    It's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
    Put my key in the door and
    Bodies layin' all over the floor and
    I don't remember how they got there
    But I guess I must've killed 'em, killed 'em
    I said, it's 3 A.M. in the mornin'
    Put my key in the door and
    Bodies layin' all over the floor and
    I don't remember how they got there
    But I guess I must've killed 'em, killed 'em

    Sitting nude in my living room, it's almost noon
    I wonder what's on the tube, maybe they'll show some boobs
    Surfing every channel until I find Hannah Montana then
    I reach for the aloe and lanolin, bust all over the wall panellin'
    Dismantlin' every candle on top of the fireplace mantel and
    Grab my flannel and my bandana, then
    Kiss the naked mannequin man again
    You can see him standin' in my front window if you look in
    I'm just a hooligan who's used to using hallucinogens
    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 I'm so confused
    Days that I don't know who gave these molecules to
    Me, what am I gon' do?
    Hey, the prodigal son, the diabolical one
    Very methodical when I slaughter them

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    It's 3 AM in the mornin'
    Put my key in the door and
    Bodies layin' all over the floor and
    I don't remember how they got there
    But I guess I must've killed 'em, killed 'em
    I said, it's 3 AM in the mornin'
    Put my key in the door and
    Bodies layin' all over the floor and
    I don't remember how they got there
    But I guess I must've killed 'em, killed 'em

    She puts the lotion in the bucket
    It puts the lotion on the skin
    Or else it gets the hose again
    She puts the lotion in the bucket
    It puts the lotion on the skin
    Or else it gets the hose again

    I cut and I slash, slice and gash, last night was a blast
    I can't quite remember when I had that
    Much fun off 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 having 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
    That's when my days of serial murder manslaughter begun
    The sight of blood excites me, that might be an artery, son
    Your blood-curdling screams just don't seem to bother me none
    It's 3 AM and here I come, so you should probably run
    A secret passageway around here, man, there's got to be one
    Oh no, there's probably none
    He can scream all that he wants, top of his lungs
    But ain't no stopping me from chopping him up-up, 'cause

    It's 3 AM in the mornin'
    Put my key in the door and
    Bodies layin' all over the floor and
    I don't remember how they got there
    But I guess I must've killed 'em, killed 'em
    I said, it's 3 AM in the mornin'
    Put my key in the door and
    Bodies layin' all over the floor and
    I don't remember how they got there
    But I guess I must've killed 'em, killed 'em

    Yo, yo, ayo (Evil Rise)
    Yo, yo, ayo (Evil Rise)
    Yo, yo, ayo (Evil Rise)
    Yo, yo, ayo (Evil Rise)
    (Evil Rise)
    (Evil Rise)

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    Composición: Lawrence Trevor, Dr Dre, Elizondo Mike, Eminem, Batson Mark, Ammadeus y Trev Jr

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