a front she had, enough for me, my brother and Dad A chest of drawers no doubt, one with the top drawer half pulled out Oh what a front she'd got, believe
my circuits Cuz when I was two my momma left me at the circus Abandoned at the carnival with the freak shows Like bad boys, hermaphrodites and old man
to dis arm it We layin with grenades in our palms, two hours longer [Big Punisher] Ah shit nigga, you got me started momma one of the good boys Said
up your cash stack Raid your motherfuckin' pockets, ASAP I don't need a platinum chain bitch, I snatch Shaq's Born loser, half theif and half black Bring your boys
stack raid you're motherfuckin' pockets,ASAP i don't need a platinum chain bitch, i snatched Shaq's born loser, half thief and half black bring you're boys
Qu'la trai hein clean Pi que la vie me ruch pas J'aimerais ca t'dire Qu'ya aucun jeune qui m'inquiette Que j'ai une shape d'atlete Pis qu'j'fait pas d
Kuniva, divide up your cash stack Run your motherfuckin pockets, ASAP I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch Shaq's Born loser, half theif and half black Bring your boys
then I came to in the chillout tent, they gave me oranges and cigarettes." he was rough around the edges: he'd been to school, but never finished, he'd
in my school, They kept one armed bandits in the swimming pool. They don't understand me, but they never will, And if was there, I'd be telling them
receivers Here today tomorrow gone To the triage tent in the great beyond Wherein the angel tangoes with the infidel Normally I'd be angry Normally I'd
a glan.D E.reusement j'suis borne car pleins de conneries on a F G persevere, mis la gouache sans me relacher La J'H les mots et I.ci la rime est d'antholo
Still Letters from faceless haters That'd love to See my swinging in my cell Oh I never saw a man who looked like such a wistful eye, upon the little tent
* M. Mathers, D. Houston, R. Johnson, O. Moore, V. Carlisle, D. Porter: These rappers are Eminem, Swifty, Bizarre, Proof, Kuniva, and Kon Artis. They