bet you?re burning with ambition. Looks like I turned you on, but I can put you out, It?s only a matter of time. You want it all, we?ve had enough, bring on the fire
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glass, drink Rose out the bottle n-gga I promised to keep it 1000 you know my motto n-gga don?t just talk it, be about it you talk it, but we about it
In town In town In town Something in the way of things Something that will quit and won't start Something you know but can't stand Can't know, get along
down river Quick to cut your liver Sometimes bangers end their doom Boom boom boom, shlock lock boom I'm the other gang, that's the offender But you best remember
Demons surround me In triple Stage darkness And taunt me They know I'm the good guy Going bad So they want me All my family remembers Way back in the
suspicious; and got oozies and shit forty-fours and infus; Plans to get ya, leave a nigga they ain't remember, long as he ain't remember then watch his
[Eightball talking] Ay dawg, check this out (uh) Peep this.. I met this lil' chick the other day (yea) Talkin 'bout some super stout Super stout, she
'm still in the dungeon/ Bitch I never left, pass that sticky icky ganja/ Creep on ah come up, I crept and I came/ Respect the dead game, remember ta
lonely and it helps to talk 'Cause that's about all I can do, I'm crippled and I can't walk I came back and told him to fire up that mike And I'd talk
some little lover When I peeked out from a manhole cover Wondering who turned the lights on us Well, I got up and I walked around Up and down the lonesome town
breath. Knowin shh And the shit I spit be red and orange And yall going to have to call it in like bomb threats 'cause I'm fire but, when I wet yall
wise old veterans, they ain't no fools Max, the throttle stompin' family man from Warnambool When the best of the best they roll into town Talk is cheap
[Eminem] Are we supposed to shut up or talk...I'll cut your butt up and walk... Around with my ass showing all over the fuckin town [Proof] ....Then
On the firing line lock, one round load Ready on the right? Ready on the left? Ready on the firing line? Watch for your targets Yeah, yeah, pay attention
is gone as you can see That's what you get for lovin' me It's so nice to meet an old friend and pass the time of day And talk about the home town a
It's so nice to meet an old friend and pass the time of day And talk about the home town a million miles away Is the ice still in the river, are the old
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town Every time I drive by you're just standin' around Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your hand Don
