call and stepped out on the dock And collapsed dead while the urn...it rolled around. Oh, the Chinese Black man! Oh, the horror! Oh, the Chinese Black man
rythm of her thighs Oh boy, uh, girls are just so funny to me I can see how niggas get into these beefs She knew she had a man when she came up in
that Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin But if I finish
Vrinn-vrinn! Motor's so big you can fit a midget in his engine Bitch, give me them digits while you're cringin' Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin
gibberish you was spittin, you need to kill it Cause your style is like dyin in my sleep, I don't feel it Chorus: Eminem Cause any man who would jump
ignition, use at your discretion Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin Turn to Smith and
took And I pass over the walls I see the people as I look I see there's the block For folks with purple skin There's the block for folks who have no chin
A green plastic watering can For a fake chinese rubber plant In fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plants To
of the zeekers Just not get trap taste this lyrical bliss To the brain sha-now here there’s no shame In my game let me be your remedy man I can hit your
get touched I network, sweatshirt with the hood, got the steel in the ?? And my lil man feelin' the dutch while I chill in the cut On my lean, chicks stealin' my stance Chinese
paper When I hang up my phone ya already know it's about to go down if you ain't got my paper [Chamillionaire] Man... You knew that you had those
to The Pink Slip in The Lou Them chicks love the diamonds that I get from Rob Jewels We be in the spot, main hang up, flirtin' We be surrounded by girls...man
know you see me pulling up in that truck, rimmed up chin chilla timbed up. hopped out matchin furr brim what? Yah these freaks out tah nite, man herd
we all got the right One man's meat is the other man's lousy luck One man's meat is someone's empty well One man's meat is some guy's aching butt One
Got a black breast Chinese eyes Got an English brain that's gonna make me wise Got a long story that I want to tell To a rhythm that I know so well
the glovebox Same niggas that-a rob you love L.O.X. (uh) All types of burners, even snub glocks (uh) Nice size tecs you could carry in your sweats (uh) Find your man
the hot [LL Cool J] trizack that sound like heaven Seven six five four three two one My mon Meth-Tical come and get some [Method Man] Playin my
, alright I'm a lucky man That's what i am There's one chance in a million Just like a hole in one When i get right into trouble Water to my chin I
