hold my hand One night stand So drunk I could hardly see I don't want my friends to see Don't even try to hold my hand One night stand To drunk to stand
know is right. This is what i like to believe until I'm six feet under the ground. Hopefully I'm not the only one who will stand by my friends, I'll stand
, she was a big one Big movie star, a party girl, big fun She was the girl the media always picked on In and out of rehab, every 4 to 6 months She was
nap how many valium 3 And that will average out to about one good hours sleep Ok so now you see the reason how come he Has taken 4 years just too put
from me Is that I fucked up ain't, it? But I can bust one take without lookin' at no paper It doesn't take a bunch of takes Or me to stand here in
CHORUS 4X: 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,
in your window like (? ? ? ) and bustin' your club Put the heat up I teach them niggaz what to suck And my young lords, when to stand up and light the dutch (scratched) (4
FAAAAME C'mon c'mon [Chorus] One thing we all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame The one
take a stand There’s no limit to the top Ultimate ground Won’t give up! I’m no superstar I’m just like you are There’s no spotlight shining on me (x4
morning light Together forever 'cause, this is your night And everything is gonna be alright Tonight with my spirits, the one that you call I'm ready to stand
? One, you take in vein while the other you sniffin' It's still dough, po-po try to convict him That's a no-go My dough keep the scales tippin like 4-4
some old Las Vegas bullshit They move too much, man I can't take them fools seriously I mean, they ain't talk about no 6-4, no Impalas They ain't shootin
`t pull your weight I`ll laugh when you admit defeat I feel the taste, we`re laid to waste Will you stand the heat? No one`s perfect, no one`s even bloody
6 bottles went down the drain, one hours waste of time, I’d ask if you feel the same, still pushing that chance to try, your breath in this cool room
know you’re wack. In a studio settin of a reverands track. Boy ! rah gets busy, my shit be way slaver. Curder rapper ernest like the one slave labour. One
on my mind (repeat 4x) [busta rhymes] Aw baby, what a feeling, what a way to feel when you’re down and beat You’re all by yourself in a little corner, no one
to the lab You’s a crab, I take mines off the top like fab Hit you with a jab for the 98 Number one in billboard with the triangle shape Flipmode on every
' every perpe-hater that I pass by 'cept the only difference is all who go against Cham die A slow rap death and the album is comin' stand by Jason Chucky