Lyrics:
myself
Tell me are you running too?
I’ve been running from myself
You don’t know what I’ve been through (x3)
I’ve been running from myself
You don’t know
I swear we some niggas of some high caliber
Them boys they some 22s we some 300 blackouts
Step right here we x em out
Niggas leakin money drought
Who
appears to be a random drive-by shooting
"Meanwhile, Eminem is rumored to be"
"On and off again relationship with"
"This just in, a tour bus involving
it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if
the milli-mac and the strong-end and nigga to blame you
And I'mma start callin' ya'll bitch niggas by name:
Mothafuck D
Mothafuck M
Only X I know is Xzibit
Bring it low
Move yo body to this floor
Don't you run away
Don't run from me
Runaway don't run from me
Bring it low
Bring it low
Move yo body to this
runaway slave, that's the click
We set you free nigga, break yourself from the clinch
Courus: x 2
Tre+6 :
Samba bring dead
Walk in wit the fye
I don't count the caliber unless it's forty-five
Dressed in all white
Got 3 bitches by my side
If you can't go then get behind
If
the countryside. My name is St. George. I'm a knight.
Saturday, July 10th. 8:05 pm. I was working out of the castle on the night
watch when a call came in from
and ten of us niggas
See, that's the way we kick it
Twenty of us, and ten of us probably got an extension
Everybody playin' broke 'cause they think I can
stack that money!
(Awww shit! Ha ha ha ha...)
For baaaiiilll....
[Chorus 2X: T-Pain]
I'm on bail, got that weight for sale
Strawberries and blueberries
This be a day of defeat
You'll need to
Install cheats or retreat
Couldn't be beat
If I was drums in Africa for wax
Crack the manufacturer
My caliber's
the countryside. My name is St. George. I'm a knight.
Saturday, July 10th. 8:05 pm. I was working out of the castle on the night
watch when a call came in from
Slim Shady just signed to Interscope?
My little sister's birthday, she'll remember me
For a gift I had ten of my boys take her virginity
And bitches
Slim Shady just signed to Interscope?
My little sister's birthday, she'll remember me
For a gift I had ten of my boys take her virginity
And bitches
stunts, and drinkin' brew
For the criminal acts done by criminal crews
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do'
For disregarding what is
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
help another, without concern for whatever yours
What you give, you shall receive tenfold
X-Caliber The Ultimate Challenger
And I, put that on my soul
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
money got a nigga all new shit
Sell Ps for the profit straight blue strips
Got a glizzy in the glove by the Duce nick
(.25 caliber)
Ride with them
If I was in the Philippines, he'll be like my muhfuckin' Malcolm X
My Martin Luther King because (Martin had a dream)
He's too fire to go
thick, dat *** Daz is major
I live the life of a gangster, I rob gangsters
Ten years up on the table, I deny that flavor
See a fighter to the fullest, if
the limited edition
Heavy caliber rhyme, shootin down ya peace sign
The war's on for real, run grab ya shield
Yo Meth, take the steel and let these cats know
of Carlos Davis Lord
I can't love shit
Thats the fullest extent thats giving
I'm above this deception I know they intentions
With sworrrds made by Smith N
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