sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or something Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck
Oh yeah this is Eminem baby back up in that motherfucking ass One time for your mother fucking mind we represent the 313 You know what I'm saying? cause
, with another girl This world is a fuckin' trip 'Cause I slip in another world, proceed, take another hit Sniff 'til I fuckin' hurl, tell 'em all to fuckin' sit And spin 'til they fuckin
, so just in case you don't remember me I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
life (What do you know? What do you know?) (Only real niggas stay on top) Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life (Outlawz) [Verse One: Tupac] Started with five shots, niggas plotting to kill
snitch like camey fake beggar. Jim baker. I take you’re life like the undertaker. Flipmode money-maker, make that kill for this paper. It’s on the poppin. People
me back on the course Scream on every beat untill my voice get crackled and horse Front seat niggas never sit in the back wit a boss Fuck the fact
a fuck (What!) Flipmode (Yes) cause we knowin we comin to get it Gather around all my niggas who that be already to set it (Set it) Fuckin and just break
the dark Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark Fuckin with diplomats who love Bailey's Monopolize and quickly get other money fuckin
with flatlines Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme One rhyme... one rhyme... just one rhyme I don't give a fuck I kill em with just
got a nigga ass smellin Yo FUCK THAT! You best believe there ain't no time for dwellin If you ain't makin noise you need to kill the fuckin yellin
We should take their fucking lives They should be caught and punished For what they have done Torture them slowly it would be fun Kill them all off one
and my diamonds are blindin My pistols are loaded and cocked so know that I'm ready I'll die for my family dog but I'll kill for my fair day R.I.P. to
die When I first did the Salmon all the people just laughed They looked around and stood like I was on crack I heard somebody say out loud what the fuck
(seth binzer, bret mazur, doug miller, rust epique, bernard williams, jay gordon) Now people say i'm jinxed i got some kind of voodoo hex Life is so
my zone People want to knock me down 'cos they never have their own They won't get the best of me But they try hopelessly Why you wanna fuck wit' me?
I remember times I hustle, times I struggle Times I had to get over the everyday shuffle People tryin' to muffle my thoughts and all my dreams too People
've got something to say fuck tha police fuck tha police fuck tha police fuck tha police fuck tha police and i said it with authority 'cause my people