Lyrics:
shouldn't
Had to cut off some ties, 'cause I ain't the type to bullshit
I ain't the type to go
"Oh shit, this shit is tight like a virgin"
When really
NOT.
Poppin this.
Diss track. On a dock.
45 Glock. Shots.
On that 8 Mile block. (POP)
Remember, GOD. I am NOT. A RAP GOD!
So, go suck on my rap cock!
signs of the end is near
I'll be back
They say signs of the end is near
But I'm done
Question
Do you live for life or death
I'm wondering, should I go
thoughts
Instead of crammin them in a Bottle and toppin it off
Tried to let the music go but my Mind just wanna flow
Just lit one up and i'm ready to Blow
I
ambush like a dirty douche in ya tush
When I push, push up in ya bush
Superstar status, break off beats, the baddest
Style's the baddest, bring extra clips
mum gonna tell me off for all the noise
Imagine playing 'Fortnite' you d
You might as well just go die in a ditch
If I pay for the tab, you best eat
spittin', son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty guns
And I love all of 'em the same, bang-bang (Word up)
Damn, baby
spittin', son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty guns
And I love all of 'em the same, bang-bang (word up)
Damn, baby
Mid)Hey, You got the new Eminem in? (Clerk)Yeah. Follow me. Here they are. (Mid)Okay, thanks (Clerk) No problem. ~ (Clerk) Did you find what you was
Roof go poof David Blaine
I’m off the chain, unleashed
Demon inside a beast
You said you can step into my shoes just don’t leave a crease
Tell the camera
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
[Chorus]
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
A nigga shoot at me,
chosen
Just like life, guns and roses
Tote more guns then roses, foes is
Visibly shook of the invisible bully (let's go)
Flowers need water to grow,
die
In the words of Scarface lord
I never seen a man cry till I seen a man die
Balong, balong, balong, whoa whoa whoa!
[Chorus]
Shots go off, mother's
live
25 years no felony I'm telling y'all
Why you think I saved it, to blow a nigga mellon off
As a young boy always carried the cap gun
And fell in
over that slow rap
If I was you, I’d go back and rewrite my words, scrap yo’ draft
Cuz that flow was worse than Eminem’s rap on ‘Fack’
You write that
New Jersey stand up!
[DJ scratching Eminem sample]
"Pacewon" Yo!
"Pacewon" Yo!
"Pacewon"
"Pacewon"
(This is how the East Coast rocks)
(This is how
Caught that boy without his blick
Just don't bleed out
Just pulled the skit's and then the
Police blocked the streets off
He got a blick, it got
No more time to pass time 'cause these are the last rhymes
'Cause we're living in the last times...
They want to go to war more wars to come
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you
chilling in society
And the police, they hate me
Long Beach PD probably want to kill Eminem for signing me
'Cause I was supposed to be a statistic
A ghost
pan
I need meds, swear to God, 'cause If I go off the edge
T.I. ain't talkin' me off a ledge, man
Heart throb that'll fart, ah, nah
More like
lamb
Hangin' from his ceiling, drippin' with a bed pan
I need meds, swear to God, 'cause If I go off the edge
T.I. ain't talkin' me off a ledge, man
know I'm the hardest
I'm well-armed surrounded by shells like a starfish
Gun in my pocket that'll tear you to pieces
Iron in my jeans like I don't like
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