the time Little face, little feet Little hands in my brain Driving me insane Driving me insane Little face, little feet Little hands not around No more little sounds No more little
the time Little face, little feet, little hands in my brain Driving me insane Driving me insane Little face, little feet, little hands not around No more little sounds No more little
the Other foot and then Lick his lips again The train came past about Three o'clock or so His mother told him so All the kids should know His hand was
his name So he could sign away his right to be proud He tried to kiss her on the way out the door But she just put her little hand on his face I
colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand While she colors her big brother and mother and dad Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
this will all just be a dream [Chorus:] Now hush little baby, don't you cry Everything's gonna be alright Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, I told
[Eminem] When I just a little baby boy, my momma used to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man, she used to tell me
give you one underdog, and you got to swing by yourself" Then turn right around in that song, and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother
me see them hands in the sky Detroit mufuckas till we die [ Chorus - Eminem ] Where's my gangstas and all my thugs, Throw them hands up and show some
One] Busta Rhymes! You know we live and in color (color) Shit butter hot, but just a little mo' gutter (gutter) Smash shit regularly, word to my mother
gone Then I sprinkle just a little bit of salt on your plans And watch your shit shrivel up right in the palm of my hands I ain't afraid of ya But
I guess it’s dinco, milo, busta, and bro! wn. Four minds of two kinds run one with the sun. I love my father, mother, my brother, and the sisters That
Greyhound Wit a burner in the knapsack, headed straight outta town Now, three days pass I'm still on the strip Doin hand to hand with twelve collapsible, stashable clips With little
I'm bout to pull out the rubbers Got a ghetto chick that I know that'll sock a soccer mother And after that probably go to her house and sock her mother
foreign place An island far away Intrigues me with every move Til' I'm breathless, I'm helpless Can't keep my cool Steals my heart when he takes my hand
of a cell fuckin' with me 'cause i'm a teenager with a little bit of dough and a pager searchin' my car, lookin' for the product yeah mother fucker i
guns They say, boy, don't ever ???, control your emotions Take it like a man and make your stand They say sex and violence go hand in hand Every
