you tell me how to act Try and tell me that you're right I'm nothing to buy that shit Who the fuck are you to say What I should do anyway? Why do you think you
get you drunk I know you're collecting disciples I know you want to be the godmother of soul punk Someday, someday There are skyscrapers for you, Jane
sunny day BUT TELL ME WHO TAUGHT HIM HOW TO SHOOT THAT WAY KILLERS! these are the killers KILLERS! you know the killers KILLERS! beware of the killers KILLERS! are you
told him I'm happy he home You tell them crackers sorry nigga then you get back on When dogs are fighting in the hood nobody gives a fuck So you can back
her with a knife She'll fight for her life But it's you who dies Surprise, surprise Catch me, can you steal a thief? Or call my name, can't you see?
You were the calm in Abraham You are the God who understands You are the strength when we have none You are the living, Holy one You were, You are and You
I had an interview not you two) You gonna be late for soundcheck Man I ain't goin' to soundcheck But our mics are screwed up and his always sound best You
start some lickin', we just might end up with yours Whassup fuck nigga, man you know who you is You the ones be payin' hoes and buyin' them gifts You mad when you
can you do with a pen? Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been If you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought? Slim Shady would be somethin' that you
rummagin, It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want her skin. Been on the hunt again, when will it ever end? Evelyn, why you tryin to fight? You
, Slim, Shady Come on Can't stop the hustle, Royce nickel nine Glock stops the tussle, nine shots'll bust you Pine box'll stuff you, fuck you (Fuck you
my eyes and tell me what you see [A.G.] The neighbahood sickness (You know my shit is hot) So bear witness (Repeat 2x) [Party Arty] Yo! You
trunk up yeah I'm a gon' remind ya If you ain't gettin' it you shoulda told ya father Nigga Chamillionaire never show no problems You don't want no problem
your mission, man to women when they attack do you plan to give in or do you do like i do and say praise the lord and pass the ammunition people like us piece and knife
fuckin' nightmare How you gonna fuck me on Sunday? Then you wanna say you love me on Monday, you buggin' Thinking everybody gotta bow down 'Cause you
night, tame it Usin' fight language when she take inches Great bitches gettin' busy on the weight benches, my bitch Got a big butt, a big slut who get bucks You
You ain't the motherfuckin' pimp, you ain't the motherfuckin' mack Review this right, you gon' drink a daquiri Are you gon' come back to me? Are you
