in my sky I was laughing the bitch was trashed And death was in my eye I had started pretty good and I was feeling my way I had the wheels in motion
I won’t back down oh no I wont back down Oh no, [Eminem Verse 2] Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin’ with
see your mom with a thermometer shoved in her ass Then it probably is obvious I got it on with her Cause when I drop this solo shit it's over with I
know its coming boy, [Verse 1] Oh my God, f-cking Bomboclat I’m hard as Kenard, the little boy who shot Omar in The Wire, tie a whore up with barbed
recall the tears Heart laced with venom Smokin Shern, drinkin malt liquor father forgive her Me and my girlfriend Must of fell in love with the struggle Hands on the steering wheel
me? *rapping* It's so hard to stay focused on my eyes and prize But if I don't, the Dogg won't survive [2Pac] We ballin in my opinion eternal was wild wheel
the last muthafucka breathin' Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin' Now i'm the last muthafucka breathin' Verse 1 [2pac] Woke up with
trapped Hawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin behind my back I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win it Cause life's a Wheel of, Fortune here
nozzles R1 One wheel, Christian Dior goggles Spare with me start some shit send the shooters out Come out the club we out front with the Ruegers out
wheels And feeling like "shhh..." masteroff.org Just a smile back, you was feelin' quite brisk, Now you're sitting on bricks, with ya car on strict Radio
to ignore it You hesitate It's come too late You hear the sound Of when wheels engage When the rain comes in I will shed my skin Losing it from within
my hands out against the wheel Asked a girl if she needed a ride She said, "Sure, babe, but I wanna drive" Hey now, wait awhile We're going down with
give the wheel a spin and I turn this girl around We're way above ground but we're closed in on our target Flying Jib is filled with air East India
What you gonna tell your dad It's like a wheel of fortune And what you gonna tell your dad If this wheel lets you down My love is my engine And you
that give me some more Smack that 'till you get sore Smack that o-oh-o-oh-ooh! Upfront style ready to attack now Pull in the parking lot slow with the
Please be philosophical Please be tapped into your femininity Please be able to take the wheel from me Please be crazy and curious Papa love your princess
from one to ten With my eyes closed ‘Cos ladies take it in And get composure Before i lose it get composure I am gonna breathe slow Count from one to ten With
way that we're constantly moving Reminds you of home So you're taking these pills For to fill up your soul And you're drinking them down with cheap