ah don't know what I want Ah ah don't know what I want Ah ah don't know what I want I don't knowa?¦ Cross the street I could stay on this side I could
Перевод: D4. What I Want.
Ah ah don?t know what I want Ah ah don?t know what I want Ah ah don?t know what I want I don?t know? Cross the street I could stay on this side I could
You know what man I'ma say somethin Hey yo Em (Em: You got somethin to say?!) Man no I thought you bout to tell him off, man what's up Man I'ma tell him
currently thinking on his last wish it's nothing to fuck with when I know what I want because you must think I'm a fool claiming you love what I do and
me People like me (4x) Is it fair to say that I am stressing out I'm stationed in Iraq and they won't let me out My homeys said I was stupid for even
me [chorus] [Verse 2] I don’t know what I want to be My life can’t be worthless There’s got to be a point in living I’ll keep up til I succeed its never
nearlly got him strait from (bale harbour (bale harbour)?) i told my home boys i'd holler (i'd holler) i got plans for my date, my girl want steaks (girl want
t quit (oh) And I miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) Homie I'll never forget you (no) [Verse 2] For you, I wanan write the sickest
pita I'll be the S-L to the I-M to the S-H-A-D-Y And I don't need a tank top to be a wife beater I'll rip a tree out the ground And flip it upside down
, big weenie [Verse 2] Alright now I, I just flubbed a line I was going to say something extremely important But I forgot who or what it was, I fucked up Psych, I
[Eminem] You know I just don't get it Last year I was nobody This year I'm sellin records Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin Heh
Right behind me My outlaw Niggas Down to die for me (Naw what I mean) I hit the scene Niggas ducking for my Guillotine Stare I'm right there My every
raw shit) And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy Chorus [Tupac] The preacher want me buried why? Cause I know
the heat on him! Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him! Well I put your body in a baaaaag! Front on me, I'm on ya aaaaass! I bring money
hotter than a tea kettle, god [Chorus] What up, Cuz? (What) What up, Blood? (What) What up, Gangstaaa? (What) What up, Blood? (What) What up, Cuz? (What) What up, Blood? (What) What
I come in lustin', lustin' Cause I bring you that comfort I ain’t only here cause I want ya body I want your mind too Interestin’s what I find you And I
to the P That’s what we gave ya cuz that’s what you need B to the E to the P make ya bump (ooh) I’ll give you what you want I come with rhymes that are
