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Happy just to be alive' watching all your people run
Would you imagine growin' up to sell your 50 million records world wide or fuckin' on somebodies son
the South
Jazze Pha, let's hop in the Lammy (Lamborghini)
Stop by Sammy, chill in the hood, you good, you family
My boys like to pull them blammies,
when she gets a chance ta.
Left her husband, alone to raise they son hes in pampers.
Modeled for a year, got her bachelors degree.
33 recovering from
million records worldwide
Or fuckin' off somebody's son

Imagine if these niggaz never saw a color
Would it be peaceful in them streets where niggaz kill
somethin'?... 

Listen to cats and rough rats war under the window 
When the ghetto forts flarey, never was a Tom and Jerry 
Livin' ain't cheap, my survival
when she gets a chance ta.
Left her husband, alone to raise they son he's in pampers.

Modeled for a year, got her bachelors degree.
33 recoverin'
Daddy what are you doing?
Okay then!
Everybody listen up!
I'm goin' to hell!
Who's comin' with me?
Somebody please help him!
I think my dad's gone
before I'd ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums, get struck by f***in' lightning twice at once 
And die and come back as Vanilla Ice's son

And walk
Everybody, listen up!

Eminem:
I'm goin' to hell, who's comin' with me?

Hailie:
(innocently) Somebody, please help him!
*giggle*
I think my dad gone
Paranoid, sitting in a deep sweat
Thinking I gotta fuck somebody before the week ends
The sight of blood excites me, shoot you in the head 
Sit
(He's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society)

[ VERSE 1: Bushwick Bill ]
Paranoid, sittin in a deep sweat
Thinkin I gotta fuck somebody before
'round with mirrors on the tops of my shoes/
So, don't get lazy, ma - I can tell if it's bushy/
Now, Peeping Tom's a pussy, no need to hide or be pushy/
and start to take a bunch of pictures
With shy fans who get dragged up by they brothers and sisters
What’s up girl I’m with you, kiss up on her cheek
She
seen some ugly trees 
There was a werewolf honkin' 
'Long the side of me 
I'm mean 'n I'm bad, why'know I ain't no sissy 
Got a big-titty girly by