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By dime dropping snitches
Ain't wrote a rhyme in a minute
Off the mind kick it
Out of site
Out of mind Prison
Time sentence
Listening to the rain Drops

By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
50 racks on me 120 in this car
By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
Iced out dog tags Presidential R

Doe Rae Me (Hailie's Revenge)

Eminem

Straight from the Lab

2003

put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)

up go away

I ain't been filming no videos
I'm too self conscious for video
Watching my face, I cringe out
Least I be honest no cap now
I got my hair

of medicine// she about to drop out to be a video-vixen// listen whatever you’re chasing’//it will never satisfy as long as God is missing//
You think you're just

-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
-But we independent, black owned and making scrilla
-We a threat to society
-They ban our

just sit by and let all those who are hurting feel like there's no way out
And we can't just sit by and let the devil use are bodies
We aint slaves!
We

cause I don't condone snitchin'
I ain't goin' out like that rapper, I won't do no tippin'
Went and said my name on the TV, that boy a bold witness

Doe boy
All my brothers some doe boys (Yeah)
I was rockin' corduroys
Too many b****** I can't avoid
(Can't avoid)
He start smoking get paranoid
Shhh

dance to the box
Got the dance on lock
And she love out west
Young thug vibe dress
Caught the boys simping
With them thirsty mentions
Pay no attention

I'm in a light daze
Lost in your golden haze
I'm stuck in this maze
Mesmerized by your face
You, you're out of a movie screen
You, you're in all

(INTRO)
This your boy Deme, these Haters are in denial 
When the east in in the house 'DANGEROUS MUSICK 
How they going to hate on Demegod 
HATERS in

Cum on Everybody

Eminem

The Slim Shady LP

1999

down tonight

Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit
'Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin' Beastie Boy
So I told 'em I was Mike D, they was

Full Mode

N.O.R.E.

God's Favorite

2002

[Chorus x2]

Homey, open ya eyes and be alert when
The thing get to stutterin, and spittin, and squirtin
Holes in ya body by the time you pull ya heat out

to drive it
I was fucking up a club on a Saturday
Fucking up a club on a Sunday
Re-upped, popped out midday afternoon
Then I do it all over Monday
I was

This the one Nhelson
Cyfal (I love you Fuego)
Yeah I'm blinded by the lights what you do? I'm in your city (yeah)
Cruising down the street saw her

a chrome gat
Who died P, I guess it was my homie, black
Somebody rolled up and shot him in the back
It was sad, my homie took a damn fall
Sort of like

own lane

Damn she look so good she got me stuttering
Got me contemplating should I ever fall in love again
Give up the game and take a knee for you

wanna fuck you to sleep tonight, baby
Work out just for you, get my arms big
Check them videos and get my game thick
Wanna take you to my bed make you

Why, if niggas ran in my shoes would they make it?
..No, I swear the boy manifested everything when he addressed it
Battle tested, my adolescence had bad

like E.Honda with hundred hand slaps
Del dropped the syllabus, now we in the advanced class

In high school I played this boy 
Out the golden Zelda

This a letter to myself
Even through defeat you've done well

Sitting here
Lookin at myself in the mirror
As the tears fall down
I began to see

standing by were in a frenzy
Cheerin' on de fighters like is UFC
Dem young paparazzis had to catch dis show
Instead ah parting de fight dey makin' video
Cell

karma's a bitch (Woi cdlib)
Wait till it's gone past six when the sun goes down, then your body armour gets ripped
(BLUWUU cDLIB) 

Send a text out, DTB