Well, here we are without a deck of cards. I tried so hard to disregard the questions, dodge the past, and make every moment last You're looking for
Dice are rolling, Knives are out with thee present danger all around I don't say they mean harm, but they'd each give an arm to see us six feet underground
tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Psyche! Eminem: If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would
horn for her Raw dawg, get your arm gnawed off Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of Fuck blood, I wanna see some lungs coughed
19 five, what we pay Cop on a week mad hard to catch him on the weekday Niggaz backed up, slugs to the gut, that'll bet him up Gettin fed thru his arm
heat Ya'll niggas better lay down, yeah I mean stay down Get hit with a K round, ya ass ain't gon' make it You niggas gon' get layed out in blood and
To Live, Do you want to... Live!? Do you wanna live? Do you wanna live? Do you want to live? I know this girl with a needle in her arm The red dragon
disguised among All you vagrant souls Of profane disbeliefs False prophets and deceivers Shall swing from the trees Soon the dawn shall arise For all the oppressed to arm
powers over ?run em baka? They quick to go pop But when it's time to fiend for the green they flop We do it from the heart like blood Create rhymes like
I've gotten calls wanting me to put the pot in malls But nowadays you can't put it past 'em I got a Dan Marino arm, I'm bout to throw some bullets past
back no more Let's go tonight... Ooh, hey You adore me, never be lonely, ohh I am full blood boricua (boricua) Reads the tattoo on his arm (on his arm
I want to touch you but I don't possess the power It turns me inside out to feel the pain of your distress You push the needle deeper in your arm for
trying to get inspired Somebody living right across the street shes wrote the best things shes written all week but her best friends coughing up blood
westside is it so? i said hell yea and who wanta to know (me) in slow mo fo' fo' slugs face down in the mud puddle full of blood left for dead the
shot Leave you with the love we mae I set my watch by street side clock A needle in echo groove You pierce my heart like a willing arm Your ticking makes my blood
so long neglected Pretty-frozen underground from above the odor leering Pass the meat from which I stink of All those tethered whether-wise A blood
. He said, "listen to me, child, I am what I am and you, you are my only son." Well, I found a silver needle, I put it into my arm. It did some good
