can I keep What will you take back What?s left of me When you do that? I?m gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna be sick He was brave and rescued me Jumped
I keep What will you take back What?s left of me When you do that? I?m gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna be sick He was brave and rescued me Jumped
shit Yeah I know man find himself takin on a flick Hey I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue (Em: No I had an interview not you two) You gonna be
't matter 'Bout the clothes i wear and where i go and why All that matters Is that you get hype and we'll do to you everytime (come on now) Chorus Do
through sets Come through sets Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps I’m way too fresh So complex Niggas try to predict what I'm gonna do next Let’s get
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn..? That's alright because I like the way it hurts..! Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? That's alright because
I miss the days though, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over [Verse 1] If Proof could see me now, I know he'd be proud Somewhere
It's sick, but who could ever predict We'd be doin' the same shit We say we do it for our baby, but we don't We do it for us, it's lust 'Cause neither
audio on mp3 And show the whole world how you gave eminem vd {*ahhh!* I’m sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me So I have been
myself, it's just me Nobody couldn't see the shit I felt Knowin' damn well she wasn't gonna be there when I fell, to catch me The minute shit was heated
no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be getting sick That's how dicks' be getting drips Falling victim
Syndrome My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomach doesn't it? Wasn
so sick and tired of being admired That I wish that I would just die or get fired And drop from my label and stop with the fables I'm not gonna be
aint gonna help What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself? I'm waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hell Manson, you're safe in that cell, be
by the, sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf And my pre-diction is you're gonna probably fall Either
