a pulp The writing on the walls been beaten to a pulp All I ever wanted was my story to be told All I ever wanted was my story to be told I never got
was my story to be told I never got struck by soMin in my core I never took back that joint i rolled What happens now to the truth I told Do they all
I don't play the same I got my hat tipped down I got my peace sign out And I'm not gonna change So here I am Generation X now I'm happy as hell 'Cause I
black child I told moms I would be somethin I gave myself to the world now it's like you owe me somethin Listen up, I got a story to tell It's like I
I've failed The years all behind me the stories exhaled And I'm drying out Crying out This isn't how I go I could tell you of a man not so tall
you know, I'm so glad we could spend this time together See, I'm not as crazy as you thought I was, am I? [Verse 1] I'm the american dream, I'm the definiton
pick that mic back up I don't know how I pry away And I ended up in this position I'm in I starting to feel distant again So I decided just to beat
to gold Then I'll ask the final question, if the answer could be sold Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it 'Cause I've got no reason to lie,
oh well The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul You know what to cover, I think for another it's a story told So get a good hold, yeah
." I'm freezin', (achoo) I'm sneezin', I'm breathin' too much cold air, I'm wheezin', "I ain't did nothin', I didn’t say "I'm leavin'," I said "I'm
89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit Crossin 8 Mile into Warren into hick territory I'd like to share a story, this is my story and cant nobody
on to fuck her, do I wanna be a nigga Caressing this bitch, plus I'm checking out them tits Sipping on that fine shit, I ain't use to buying I gotta
what I do boy Im a star, boy, I told you boy, Im a Soldier boy, Im DeShaun, Holten in this B-tch, Im the Proof boy your a fraud, I destroy you boy, f-
A" This dude wants to leave me a "massage," he's gay!! Right away I'm on the phone with Dr. Dre We got a bogey! (Marshall I'm on the way) [Chorus
It hurts... Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah - YEAH!! D's tryin to plant a murder on me In the precinct they sayin I done murdered homey I told my lawyer I ain
I'll be gone and looking for your kiss lend me a drop of poison waiting on your lips I'm killing cousins, revenge I seek in fair verona I will lay him