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That night he found the key
To decode you, Tokyo
Between warm sake
And street light caught in falling snow

Holding each word he spoke,
Her
niggas named her "D" (Quarter Key, Quarter key) 
Can't keep her ass off the streets my old lady 

The one that got me pushing Mercedes 
The one that
the colours have gone
Like the wind
Blowing snow
Down my back
And christmas is coming I sit by the tree
And sing your favorite song
With a key
And a ring
to the top of the stove
A flame struggles to survive
I see you left your keys by the door
I can't believe you braved the storm, the storm, the storm
"I'm gonna fall, break my neck"

"Oh get on by man, I'm gonna get out your way, I'm in the street"
"I'm tryin' to walk here, y'all runnin' these damn
or sunny bringing keys to detroit in snow
Holla was happenin water and hollin whut up dog them bows
1300 them blocks is 20fo I ain't no rookie in the game
dues
And it's the rules that I play by
Carry the team like I'm A.I
I used to cook rocks, and hit the block

And gun in the bushes, and money in my
it better Christ I'm on both of my knees 
I"m trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys 
I'm sorry father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze 
I be
remember my rhyme and get the hell away

Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G 
And check out the man he goes by the name of er

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G 
And check out the man he goes by the name of er

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
my rhyme and get the hell away

Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up to her
me up by my wrist and took me out to the street

She started grabbing all over me, kissing and hugging
So I shoved her away, I said you better stop
remember my rhyme and get the hell away

Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G 
And check out the man he goes by the name of er

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man he goes by the name of er

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
I'm
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background*
And check out the man he goes by the name of er...

Slim
runin the streets
Wit that package
Dodgin through traffic that's narrow
And my nigga Donkey Kong bringin weed in by the barrels

Chorus 2X

Verse 2
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background*
And check out the man he goes by the name of er...

Slim
that red Superman
Them peach for the five, that white for less
Will have them hoes hotter than a box of stolen checks
The snow, the white in Miami get
the bitch up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
Niggas yelling ha's and ho's we dumping out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
were stuffed in snow
Now my culture's pierced, by the greatest accountance I've ever known
It's nothing personal, hip-hop design has gotten vain,
So
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
Show me your titties
Don't be a dumb son
Grab your condoms and Bacardi
Here's car keys, let's party
You fake players walkin' streets in mean mug
I
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun