them troops, against the big-joker Sipping alimoca, playing poker with some chocha Heard an approacher, must be fam, but damn I had to smoke Pun (Get
[Yukmouth] Welcome Little boys and girls, listen A man can get caught up in things (Right) It's like a gridlock (Right) He gots ta have it (ugh ugh),
? Your baby mamma, your mamma Your baby mamma I know she freak nasty something like a black Madonna To get me back behind my back she probably fuck my partner But you can have
-ckers Go to sleep little boy don't cry Like shadows on the wall Don't look under your bed Hear footsteps in the hall Somebody's gonna come get me And
funky Who influenced me to make Eski beat I've made Eski gyals 'n' Eski boys Movin' there feet to the sound you can hear You can hear I hear you tryin
me, in every single way What you have with me? To make me turn the switcher Funny how money makes a fuckin' little picture What it's got to be? You get
ahead yell! Here I'll scream with you! Ah somebody help! Don't you get it bitch, no one can hear you? Now shut the fuck up and get what's comin' to
little walk along the pier. baby, don't cry honey, don't get the wrong idea, mama's too sleepy to hear you screamin' in her ear, that's why you can't get
in) I wanna know, I wanna know Verse 1: Eminem I'll have you taken back to Christ when you sacrifice The way you acting slice when I tear your back with knifes
gun threat When they're high off of drugs they haven't even done yet So bring the money by tonight 'Cause your wife says this is the biggest knife she
have nothin to strip [Em] If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin to slit If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothin to chew [Royce] Yo.. [both]
you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
A true dime piece describing her Brown eyes, caramel skin, thick thighs Goes beyond speech But besides looks her mind's lost Known for kicking cats to the curb Leaving their hearts
, it's time to get (Dum dum) If you took what you got, lick a shot (Pump pump) When the dough is low, we go (Stick up, stick up) You get knocked on the
out the sky Like angels losing their wings so they see how it feel to cry Babies have babies for the welfare coupons Dudes on the radio rapping, them cats is lukewarm I get
the 90's behind me, I've finally designed the epitomy of grimy. You can find me where the sun shine, Be tryin' me and I'll have you all cryin.. "Why
You don't want to have to wake up here Bad dreams, you don't want to have to wake up here Bad dreams sad scenes and fear you don't want to have to wake
a destroyer roll with a Bavarian heart I'm territorial, wish I could look the door Aggressive localism with my dogs of war Small man's complex, you only get