s me Holding on and on to theories of prosperity Someone who can promise me I believe in me Tomorrow I was nothing, yesterday I'll be Time has fooled me into thinking it's
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And put hands on her mother who's a splittin' image of her That's Slim Shady Yeah baby Slim Shady's crazy Shady made me But tonight, Shady's rock
that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes That's when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin', there's birds singin' It's spring and Haile's outside
S.K's, A.R's and Mini fourteens I'm Cashis, the last of the real, with a strap On Pro-sac, D's and E-Pills, it's a rap Get the block on tip, two for
got with you baby? (Three) Alright let's party let's go! (Hello?) What's up where you at baby? (Leavin' the spot) Meet me at the crib baby (O.K.) How
you get it in the cracks and crevices To put me back together is Not an easy task, but it's not like I asked you to do it It was your choice the whole
dank And if it's dank it gotta be sticky and stank It's the dope dealer 1-0 the powder pusher You's a pussy so you's a dusher and blood gusher I'ma
our bump in the road There's no where to go, no no You made your choice Place, BK, what's the occasion? Party around the wait You DJin, of course K-
you don't u done piss me clean off Ya history dog believe 50 shots gone set it off Me, wayne,juve, and turk comming show u through 4 niggas with 50 shots that's
cause if you don't you done piss me clean off Ya history dog believe 50 shots gone set it off Me, Wayne, Juve, and Turk coming show you through Four niggas with 50 shots that's
it's right above my testicles Got you haggard M.C.'s runnin' hiding under vestibules Rhymes like everybody man they kinda like bisexuals Pop's is a carpenter mom's
that before, It's just the rich exploiting the poor. Well here's an honest confession, We think it's time they learnt a lesson. They've tried to hold
is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he gave our only begotten
B.G. straight duckin' feds On the real B.G. bout bustin' heads On the real B.G. towin' chapters Look in the sky flyin' by it?s helicopters (On the real) It's
(N. Brown/J. Rwakaara) V1 I feel a challenge in my soul today Questioning things I believed in so firmly yesterday How can I have faith in myself and
