[Chorus:] Shells on the floor there's writings on the wall Bullets in your store says I'm hunting for you all Filled full of dope I'm harvestin' my ho
: [Chorus:] Shells on the floor there's writings on the wall Bullets in your store says I'm hunting for you all Filled full of dope I'm harvestin' my
all wood tones Earth home microphones I'm a rolling stone I tumble with direction a reflection From the street My drink won't dry cause I'm I Cool
too many sets And now I’m getting those kidnap threats But who wanna get wet? Cause I’ll soak ya, you think I’m fat like oprah All I got is a little
General walk one day in the shoes of a criminal death disease keep your luxuries to a minimal I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & Bentleys I'm talkin
a look at me I'm a loser Hiding all my crimes and then Forgetting all my ideas Take a look at me I'm a loser I'm a loser
My skin is thick Thick and calloused I'm ready to shed the shell Ready to shed the shell The code of energy Hi I'm paranoid Goodbye I'm in the void
your man just stressin out on me Coz he can't control how you throw your pussy I'm a baller and i been for a ??? And if i choose to jerk her off then
the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle. Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms I'm killing your brain
Cos i spent too long as a young boy skimming stones 'til the sea begins to grow (the clones are waiting by the rocks in the darkness) but i found treasure
get aways I get out the cuffs Coast like a sailor you fuckin fucks I done hand it hard to keep in touch Don't pop the Crys I pop the clutch Pop one to
in the sea I'm swirling and twirling, so graceful and grand Not stubbing my toes getting stuck in the sand For a moment life is cool I'm a
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back, (I'm Back) I'm Back [Verse 1] I murder a rhyme one word at a time You never, heard of a mind
s white mans world I ain't saying I'm innocent of all this I'm just saying This song is for y'all For all those times that I messed up That we messed
point of the view of his gun] WHAT! I'm bustin on you punk ass niggas Run, nigga, run I'm on your ass nigga Run nigga Duck and hide I'm bustin on all
I imagine, I believe Automatic, I imagine, I believe Say it, say it, say that you believe (Automatic, I imagine, I believe) Say it, say it, say it to me (Automatic, I