? Our hearts are drowning in despair Our souls feel grounded The way back seems so far away With each step fading I'm still here dreaming up a day One
And I'm a leave on one more note One more motherfuckin note It's like this... Look at him [Drake:] I ain't been here in a minute Cut the lights off I
One to the middle of his skull, he's expired A whole army came out Twenty-seven niggaz all strapped out of one house That how it happens in the acre One
- I'm - not - done So real and scary Military 'til I'm killed and buried wit' my shotgun I'm in it to menace And sinnin from minute to minute 'Til I
cat we run it up in him perfect contenders Six feet deep or facing a sentence either way it's endless Square our bizness, bitch niggas last minute begging for forgiveness Bitch trying to think of a faster way
whatever was left. The conversations would be published in a large book, scheduled for release one year after the concert tour. Now as press this didn't really seem like a great way
back up... [Eminem] You better back up before I jack off Back off before I jack off [Proof] You better back off before he jack off (laughing) You better back
when you said forever and always You didn't mean it, baby, I don't think so Oh, oh Oh, back up, baby, back up, did you forget everything? Back up, baby, back
catch me crying as you walk away I'm right here, you're out there Till you're back again, I'll be holding on But now I'm left with the silence On the
guitar and find his street corner somewhere There he'll make the silence listen to the dream behind the voice And show his minstrel Hamlet daddy that there only was one
, not to forgive, forget, respect I refuse, accept life as it is and lose, turn the other cheek and have them both bruised. No chance, no thanks, no way
or you'll never be One god and mine if any One war is one too many What to do what to say Same as yesterday One way or no one wins One god for all our
can't escape jury duty, four seven five one six, I've done tricks that nobody noticed, no one knew it was me doing it, and since no one noticed
song we sung Like, killin' each other off one by one And turn 'em from slangin' the drugs, into some'in You can make it out the ghetto in more ways than one
I got you coming right back to me because I know you love it I'm talking about this cutie The one with the big-o-booty The one that is thinking about
to make such a noise to understand the silence, Screaming like a jackass, ringing ears so you can't hear the silence Even when it's there. Like the wind
