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One Saturday night in a barroom a gospel singer walked in
And bravely she red from the Bible and begged them to turn from the sins
Oh come into Jesus
taking a bow for our curtain call
The angels are lost they don't wanna be found
If God is looking for 'em I can show him around

[Chorus]
life
I don't know, on my life

Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
breaking down the drums
The took the singer's keys, man, he was really drunk
They're turning on the lights, we can't stay here no more
Yeah, I can take
and it ain't no crack
And it really don't matter if you're white or black, I

Want to take you there like the Staple Singers
Put something in the tank
the world can be so cold to her
And she listens to the records playin' on the radio
And she's fallin' in love with a singer, ooh

Now she's feelin' better
and it ain't no crack
And it really don't matter if you're white or black, I

Want to take you there like the Staple Singers
Put something in the tank
and it ain't no crack
And it really don't matter if you're white or black, I

Want to take you there like the Staple Singers
Put something in the tank
Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like
"Sup ladies, my name's Slim Shady.
I'm the lead singer in D12 baby"
They're all like "Oh my God it's him"
(Parody of the written prose "Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann.  This was written by Christopher Guest of "Spinal Tap" fame.  The narator is Norman Rose,
(Parody of the written prose "Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann.  This was written by Christopher Guest of "Spinal Tap" fame.  The narator is Norman Rose,
will you write?
For whose pleasure, for whose delight?
Will your readers see your light?
Will you say... That the singer can`t blow you away?
That we
handedly 
And oh man did we, 
Yeah me and 50 

Obie, me and D Tweezy 
And Nelly and Missy and Jigga 
God damn it's all a plan 
Divised by the man
Williams shooting a nigga
Shooting a nigga, hey hey hey
I need a slow motion video right now ay ay

Damn baby pussy can't be your only hustle
Unless you bad
Williams shooting a nigga
Shooting a nigga, hey hey hey
I need a slow motion video right now ay ay

Damn baby pussy can't be your only hustle
Unless you bad
really can't stand it anymore

I'm going out to dinner, with a gorgeous singer,
To a little place I've found down by the quay;
Her name is Patricia,
I'm going out to dinner, with a gorgeous singer,
To a little place I've found down by the quay;
Her name is Patricia, she calls herself Delicia,
a sex
In studying
And my moves
They try
To understand
Why I am so unlike
The singers
In the other bands

I'm such a mystery
As anyone can see
the toasters
Blood in, blood out, la kostra nostra
You don't want to bang wit the best
I'll have Doc removing fragments from your chest
They say God's
on the flap again. "My God, you need a power drill to get this
thing open!" They pulled again. "You can't get a grip." They both stood still,
breathing
Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like
"Sup ladies, my name's Slim Shady.
I'm the lead singer in D12 baby"
They're all like "Oh my God it's him"
God in all this mess?
Well, see that's the reason for the song
See, wherever you go there's one thing ya got to know
God, is right there by your side
nothing you can't do

And by itself, makes dreams come true

We pulled off the road just to talk for a while

I pulled her closer, then I saw her smile

Lit
Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like
"Sup ladies, my name's Slim Shady.
I'm the lead singer in D12 baby"
They're all like "Oh my God it's him"
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"