ghetto bitches only they want ghetto stars Bet your real ward if you fuckin hears people Sensitive dicks make the game so lethal Sequals ain't never heard ain't
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link with Jesus Lord have mercy Let me touch this Tease it For reasons I can't explain to you lord Cause you know my actions are censored Don't diss
I'm doing acid, crack, smack, coke and smocking dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) I have a disease and they don't know
& "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac * Lady... Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady Dear mama Place no one above ya, sweet lady You are appreciated Don't cha know
Now here you try! I don't care if it's a sin! I don't care if you're ten! Look around kid! - It's a cold world where in! If you ask me my offer is extremely
I gotta buy shit Man I can't even flaunt shit cause everybody want shit Everybody mad, DAMN even my dad And I don't even know him now how the fuck I owe
that they can't catch me slippin' I take you out shoppin' Get you clean git it poppin' use my finger get ya hot girl I know ya spot yeah I love you if
monsters Don't give a fuck, bro And I don't even know Who be workin' for the piggies See, right now a day Everybody turn snitchy And they don't give a
the front if you ready to bump a say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the back if your not a wack a say "Don't stop the body rock" To my
this, keep it movin like that If I die, I'ma only come back Yo, I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong Don't even waste your tiiiimmme
they don't give a damn on the next man Puttin' status and wealth over God and health I can't wait 'till you the next man I get uptight for love You know
the dope fiend shootin' dope, who don't know the meaning of water nor soap, He said, "I need bullets, hurry up, run", the dope fiend brought back a spanking
your ass like Richie Roundtree (Yea yea!) Got to have some gas money if you goin If not who you fuckin? Who you flowin? Who you owin? In '98 don't shit
they rich (what?) Lyin' 'bout they bitch (what?) Lyin' 'bout they dick (what?) I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they hits (huh?) Lyin' 'bout they
got a bankhead full of broads(?) They got a table full of fellas... (?) And they ain't spending no cake They should throw they hand in 'Cause they ain't
You ain't gotta know who down here You just know you protected Hey man, how I don't know you connected Here's a little more fiend let me see you inject
