for a quickie Get your lil' dickie and your Mickey and you're straight and gotta be at work by 8 Called you last night, you wasn't home and damn - it's half past
modern, But that taste won't last (It just won't last) And everything you own, Will be (Will be)... The fucking past. (the fucking past) Cynicism save
the treatment I was gettin' at home but only now I was fucked up plus all alone My father talkin' all crazy to me over the phone Turned age sixteen now
in there From the black side all the way to the white side Ok there's a bright side, a day that I might slide You may call it a past I call it haulin'
ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has
causin' nuthin' but problems, and now they're sayin' i'm in trouble with the government, i'm lovin' it, I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumping
gone pop? The underground just spunned around and did a 360 Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies "Oh, he just did some shit with Missy, so now
flossing in their pathfinders These overnight stars becoming autograph signers We'll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us Along with the small fry's and average half
.. by Marshall Mathers What is life? Life is like a big obstacle put in front of your optical to slow you down And everytime you think you gotten past
Uhh, oooooooooooooh baby, baby Keep it thug, and keep yo' heat, na nah nah nah nah [Nas] Now slowly, thinkin of all the things that oppose me I think
’re like with pliers. [50 Cent] It’s operation time they got em hooked up to wires, Queezing, he bleeding, wheezing, breathing he half dead, He must say no, but now
the gloom Like an angel passing through my room Half awake and half in dreams Seeing long forgotten scenes So the present runs into the past Now and then
the gloom Like an angel passing through my room Half awake and half in dreams Seeing long forgotten scenes So the present runs into the past Now and
're good for Eat the Rich: take one bite now - come back for more Eat the Rich: I gotta get this off my chest Eat the Rich: take one bite now, spit out
evenin' and the Place is about to be closed I'm meeting my baby Yeah and order my hundreath cup of coffee today My hands are shakin' At half past seven
Lend me some fresh air I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you I don't want to be your babysitter You're a very big boy now I don
and frustration Hating anger lusts after a fear as half the man dies whilst shedding the tear A clear sign that it’s way past the time To rebuild the
glowin Triple beams to the club My man is half thug Giving me pound and holdin grudge Feelin my shit So I can put a lock on your clik Your style is past
