Есть на свете человек Не обычный он Ведь он чемпион Чемпион его так зовут И все болеют за него Берут автографы Для других это сказка Но он чемпион
День рожденья бывает только раз в году И все понимают как я этот день люблю В день рожденье как всегда приходят гости и друзья Деньги подарки это всё
'll just take your punch lines and snort 'em Shit stained drawers You gon fuck with a guy who licks the blades of his chainsaws While he dips 'em in P.F
retarted Slim Shady I think thats my name Rawkus Records F**kin' Crazy Do You hear us we're F**kin' Crazy All of us Hi! Bye! 9 somethin
first five quarter gram pieces in the alley Where Bizzy had the Bondeville and Kev had the caddy Now those were the days, where crime really pay 9 milly spray, got the f
every week F, R, E, A, K Let me be yo freak (OKAY) Superman lover I'll pitch yo tent with a XL magnum under cover She know the deal Ass look better in a 9
you grew up with h**s with f**k up toes yuo would celebrate the moment you was havin dough im like f**k critics you can kiss my hole a**h**e if you dont
[CHORUS:] L is for the liars that have surrounded me I insurities my head down in these streets F my future there isn't 1 E Eternal hope This is
f/ G. Dep, Black Rob [Black Rob - almost mumbling] Reason I'm a Rottweiler That I'm from the Rottweiler in ya house to Rottweiler youths.. cats [G-Dep
running 99.9 fahrenheit degrees Something cool Against the skin Is what you could be Something cool Against the skin Is what you Could be needing 99.9
'bout It's no sellout, I keep crime in my rhyme 'Cause it's my thing, packed with guns and drugs And lots of street slang, A B C D E F and LAPD Words
can be a freak Every day of every week F-R-E-A-K Let me be your freak (Okay) Superman lover I'll pitch your tent with a XL M.agnum under cover She know the deal Ass look better in a 9
em He'll just take your punch lines and snort 'em Shit stained drawers You gon fuck with a guy who licks the blades of his chainsaws While he dips 'em in P.F
I can be a freak Every day of every week F-R-E-A-K, let me be your freak (Okay) Superman lover I'll pitch your tent With a XL magnum under cover She know the deal Ass look better in a 9
OG so I gotta sneak to creep But my nigga never sweat em but a beeyatch Pimpin ain't easy but it goes down like this [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: E-40, Passion
be a mark See me on the moon, skippin' and skatin' Burnin' Pirelli meat, gassin' and brakin' Strikin' through the trap with my beanie cap With a throwaway 9 and some D in the back E
your bitch or do you trust your bitch? Cause niggaz gotta tendencies to follow they dick You down with Too $hort girl? He a ho Cause I'll snatch a bitch up e
you Crazy muthafuckas dont give a shit What? Y'all niggas dont know who y'all fuckin with We T-H-U-G-G-E-D O-U-T We'll F-U-C-K yo' ass up with that heat
