Is there really anyone there Fall on deaf ears all of my prayers The mother of nothing The mother of sin The father of decadence within us A brother
[Intro: Eminem] Makaveli, rest in peace Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body Mouth like a 12 gauge shotty (feel me!) {*starts singing chorus in background
[Letter from George Sand to Alfred de Musset] Venise, 12 mai 1834 [Venice, May 12th, 1834] Non, mon enfant cheri Ces trois lettres ne sont pas Le dernier
Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon [HOOK: 50 Cent] Bump Dat Niggas try to stunt on my click Then when I get on that shit I bring it to 'em where they pump at 12 Gauge
[50 Cent] Yeh.. Shit 50 Cent.. GGG- G-Unit (Em:Here we go again) Shit make you mad when I switch my flow? You cana?™t understand where I get my dough
Is there really anyone there Fall on deaf ears all of my prayers The mother of nothing The mother of sin The father of decadence within A brother of
because When it come to me I recommend you blend in Them niggers front my shoe this is spend them Balls like the ceiling fake, yeah Ferrari 12, ...twisted
Crack Corn but I don't care See me in your videos, I'm like (Oh yeah) See me right up close, you're like (Oh Em) And where is D12 at, they're like
(Stan:) Dear eminem is your mother is a slob or do you have to see me in public... (50 Cent) Ooh,now she's scared.now shes scared because
got a deal now you rappin You don't know us, faggot ass mother fuckers Give money to all my real niggas Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade
nigga you got a deal now you rappin You don't know us, faggot ass mother fuckers Give money to all my real niggas Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent
d" is for deez nuts and you can get each one for free so feast up I pee in a cup for three months, I'm having an E party for easter please come [50 Cent
em up and spit em out Too much venom and if you role with 'em We gonna fuck you up with 'em You can do all them push ups to pump up your chest I got a 12
New York moon Pounds as we dip increase these New York tunes It?s the universe I have Nappy and happy, June 12th I self don?t say that exists, imported
care what people say You know the kids gon' act a fool When you stop the programs for after school An' they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic They favorite 50 Cent song, '12
and the deejay ain't def I snatch the needle up off the record and send somebody to get Jeff (Ah yeah!) when Jeff comes back with his Technics 12 We
s Farm drinkin, At the party big booty pinchin' Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the fine ho drillin With the million dollar talent And the ten cent
We are starting a cat ranch in Lacon with 100,000 cats Each cat will average 12 kittens a year The cat skins will sell for 30 cents each One hundred men
