then I'll pretend, I'll play the fool Someday I'll find another someone just like you 'Til then I'll get by, somehow I'll get by, I know I'll get by
get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence (But who are you?) I'm your motherfuckin conscience [Eminem] That's nonsense! Go in and gaffle the money
lives, but I'll cherish every breath I know exactly where I'm goin', but I'mma send you there first And with the shit that I'll be doin', I'mma send
them busta, no pimp for no coward No respect for no stunt, and no money without power We keepin niggaz hotter, EWWWW nasty and sour Pile up in the Eddie
When I'm downtown I check out the shoe gallery cause Danny always looked out for me Eddie from 24th Street barber shop, kept me out of trouble I went
under Yo we gotta gotta get we gotta get we gotta get Gotta get, gotta gotta gotta get get over Somewhere over the rainbow, I'm still the same old
diggin' fo days An' I'm a get ya nigga if I want ya I got a gun you run nigga I'm a pop ya Because I'm broke I need to fill me some ends Give me yo pocket
store And try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence (But who are you?) I'm your motherfuckin' conscience That's nonsense Go in and gaffe the money
, fuck a Benz, 'cause I could pull skins on a pedal-bike. Props, I got the most, no MC comes close,coast-to-coast, shows I host, foes I roast, adios, I
in San Diego" "Cool", I said, "I'll see ya in a couple days I'm gonna stay and play some L.A. hoes" He said, "Alright player yo, I'll see you soon"
, check what I am sayin' You'll be happy like a faggot in jail, when Heavy is playin' No complainin' necessary, 'cause on the contrary Of bein' wack I will react, and others I
store And try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence (But who are you?) I'm your motherfuckin' conscience That's nonsense Go in and gaffle the money
money clown, twerk all right Getty up eddie bow, I'm a serve ya body up when I get in the shower, I'm a good lookin' rapper I ain't try'na front, I'm
I didn't know how I felt We meet by the old dump, 'cause them people hot Glad I had my pistol, when I left I dropped my glock When I got there, he was
I can make it through the night CHORUS: I think I'm in love And my life's lookin' up I think I'm in love 'Cause I can't get enough I think I'm in love
, na Well, I'm no angel, now I'll admit I made a few bad moves, I should regret I hurt you once or so you said Just one more chance is all you get Didn
nigga? I'll be back to see if you'll be still here You know my style I'll put yo fucking man, in a wheelchair He'll never walk again, on the strength