things changed we've got no time left to rearrange you're in too deep and there is no way out you lost the plot you're trapped inside no way out, locked inside
autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!' [Chorus] [Eminem] Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked
the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my pants Never underestimate me Playa hate me See me and hide Sure as hollow points shatter, enemies die Spread love dead
] You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I see, I got my knife boy, I kill you, you make me They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me I'll
bro, (?) try to dispatch Always got the good badge, take it to the head Got me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead Don't trip, get a grip, be strong
Drop that / get up Take to the streets / better lock that kid up Face full of teeth when he hock that spit up Pacing the beat like a beast Rocking the
, you'll probably go to heaven Please don't hang your head and cry No wonder why My heart feels dead inside It's cold and hard and petrified Lock the
! You can't remember where it was Had this dream stopped? The snake was pale gold Glazed and shrunken We were afraid to touch it The sheets were hot dead
give you All my love A thousand kisses from you is never to much All my love Never too much never too much never too much Uh huh uh huh And I just don't wanna stop
x2) You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I see, I come at night, boy, I kill you, you make me They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me I
could get what you love, be a chain in cause You alive right now There's so many that's dead or locked up inside The beast, I'm a hot light now It's
expect retaliation feel the playa hation Yeah you the next to get dropped I don't hide the glock Real niggas don't stop pop pop put him in the mud nigga
better expect retaliation feel the playa hation Yeah, you the next to get dropped, I don't hide the glock Real niggas don't stop pop, pop Put him in
was born in sewage, born to make bomb music Flow tight like I was born Jewish Used the streets as a conduit, I kept arms 38 longs inside my mom's Buick
the hustle quicker so they cop a fo' on the split Now they got enough money where they can go get a brick It's on, ain't nuttin' gon' stop us now Gotta
here is the paper and the pen, we're gonna get inspired) Tam gaz choppers, havada du?man av?na c?kal?m (No stop Choppers are in the air, Let's hunt enemies
of the month, bro, [Incomprehensible] try to dispatch Always got the good badge, take it to the head Got me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead
