We'll be fighting in the streets with our children at our feet And the morals that they worship will be gone And the men who spurred us on sit in judgment
'Cause she playing me like she was all that A bitch can be your best friend talking behind your back (yeah) About who's fucking who and who's getting
my life and I’m not changing it Let’s dream to every dream that I have, Let’s dream for making it And this what I’m about And this is who I am I got my
's the money, that make this here world round' And it's the money, that make you wanna lay niggas down And it's the money, that make you and your best
s dope He knows that, but he's broke He's so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's Back to the lab again yo This
fantasy With phantoms and Ferrari’s in the driveway But you see the pain and the change of the same man’s Your vision jaded by the grammy’s on the mantelpiece
'd em He's so out cold he's knocked out of the South Pole And nobody fucks with him Rigamortis and post-mortem He's dying of boredom Take your best rhymes
my best to give you nothing less than perfectness And I know that if I end this I'll no longer have nothing left But you keep treating me like a staircase it's
with the best (the best) Now where’s there’s smoke, there’s fire Where there’s fire, there’s flames Where’s there’s flames, there’s chronic Either you
jump everywhere we go It's no secret, everybody know When Dre's involved, there's plenty money involved And plenty honey's involved, the sunny Sunday's and palm trees Cali, everyday it's
destroy you {*bzzzt* And there’s a million of us just like me Who cuss like me; who just don’t give a fuck like me Who dress like me; walk, talk and
how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Eminem] Second verse, it gets worst It gets no better than this Amatuers
prince And him and jeff were still best friends, I guess then I decided to cut class to rap full time And get the fuck outta the fake school and rhyme Anybody who
you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Eminem] Second verse, it gets worst It gets no better
s the lable Aftermath is the stable That the horses come out erra Of course we're about to stir up Some shit ?? Mix water with syrup It's the mr. picked
at that Shit It's white mans world Sometimes we over look the fact that we try hard in our situation not knowing the pain we can cause It's white mans
take it out on all y'all, better read the papers All my homies goin crazy baby only God could save us Got my, min on currency hurry see I ain't worried It's
see, Bomb First, my motto, it's fully guaranteed, Niggaz is playa haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin' [Chorus: Carl Thomas] Who you are,