it off and makes some sort of humorous remark about the horn to the gallery and they eat it up. Champion: Let?s get the ball back on the field. Donald
swerve so much cause my nerve fucked up in the parking lot tv's two 23's we got them trees in my pocket we got plenty g's it's gutta when you mention
's sort of unique 'cause you know it's me My poetry's deep and I'm stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat You can't sit still, it's like trying to smoke
with meeee (It's all good with me too, baby!) Finally I can afford - the life of luxuryyyy. (Let's get it! Let's get it!) And I remember in the daaaay
they don't care, Get Your motha fuckin melon busted for a stare. Love pumpin through the heart flowin through the veins, Pop a motha fucka like it ain
like it was the time of the month for you Either play the fuckin game or the game will play you like a fool Breakin em off like fuckin branches, makin
Speak without thinkin' Speak without speakin' Feel without reachin' That's what it's about It's about that inner, inner love Ya'knaw'mean? God love us
's chest jingle in "Set It Off" I press pause in the bed as a king I let it ring 4 or 5 times Answer while I'm puffin' my green It's Tamika sayin', "Hi
choice it's what you've got Freedom from choice it's what you want. Freedom of choice - it's what you've got. Freedom from choice. It's what you want
if those memories away, i could feel it in my fingers, i could feel it in my soul, but i don?t want to leave it , i don?t want to let it go, so i pick
t no rules Nigga cook yo food, hard ki's we move Then yo get up on tha stand & you cross yo dude Let them people play you nigga, now it's time to lose
so, you so anti, don't I matter? (You punk bitch) I know you're a light And there's a lamp to let inside It's not just burning bright It won't blow
it's getting critical And the curious running away They are the furious ones It's the perfect disguise known as fear It's a shame it's a phenomenon
no rhythm So let the steel hit him, we speaking jail diction Hoe work and day oppression Turn up the bass and let the system thump So my neighbors won't hear
[Computerized police sirens] Yo, you hear 'em sirens I know you hear 'em Don't get scared It ain't five-o (naw) That's the funk yo (yeah) Don't act like
How Tha Note Ends Ya Know Let's Kick It Back I Can't Call It (I Run With Trouble... Trouble) Ya Know Hehe Yeah Yeah Tha Tool, It Poke Out Tha Jeans
much cause my nerve fucked up In the parking lot tv's two 23's we got them trees In my pocket we got plenty g's it's gutta when you mention me Hennessey
wanna love bitches though) [Verse 2] [Eminem] There's a certain mystique when I speak, that you notice that it's sorta unique, cause you know it's me, my poetry's
