Lyrics:
to do. But suddenly I'm the supervillain
Haunted by the ghosts in ya grandmother house. Sleepin on your couch, cuz you scared the demon gon come out
Let
brother, I ain't talkin' on roam
They thought I was soft, no foam
If they thought that, they not ready yuh
These people be acting to petty yuh
Sippin' that
red
Yall niggas soft, yall is pussy, yall ted
It's dr3ad in this bitch we gon spit on that shit
Rock a nigga so hard make him cry make him quit
Niggas
be too soft
Red on da nose uh da stick
Like Rudolph
And I don't know none uh you niggaz
Dey acting surprised
I'm looking like who y'all
Don't fuck
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
and the underachievers
No such thing as a curse that can't be dispersed
With a good old-fashioned chipper machine
I keep people's secrets written safe across my forehead
single second
Batter up, I'mma break a record
Can't beat the machine
All of my body's a weapon
If you're a bot, I'm a circuit breaker
Human flesh, I'm
Killing machine red eyes terminator
Got the dragon wings wide
Bug eyes exterminator
Got no cards on the field
Blue eyes burstliminator
You see black
Killing machine red eyes terminator
Got the dragon wings wide
Bug eyes exterminator
Got no cards on the field
Blue eyes burstliminator
You see black
cylinder motor starts to roar
The body's a little rough but the motor's real clean
It don't need no paint to be a running machine
It's got moon discs baby
fingas up
We hollerin SQAD UP nigga! SQAAAD UP!
You got a problem - tell 'em meat me by mine
You know the heat be by my nuts nigga
Man we can knuckle up
gold shirts with red lights
Sponsored by Dial soap and a Heineken
The biggest rock star gon' rhyme again
Roadie cases for eight months,
She's the devil with amazing breasts
He's a dreamer, when he dreams of flawless escape
[He's not alone, that seems to be enough]
I am a machine
c
to mention
Thots in my mention
Don't pay no mind on my mind is a pension
Play by the rules well fuck that they still get to lynching
Not to mention
Tensed up
is all you get to take
Daybreak
Soft sunrise woke us up by the lake
Come along
Lazy days never feel so long
Our song
Makes everything right that was
red, painted roses red
We're pulling pedals from roses in your bed
We use the thorns to write words left unsaid
Oh how my grace is now soft as the stone
cloth like some
offering in our way, obscure and open if we dig
down in it soft, dirty, south all under the world,
is gone off in the national
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
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
ass, ho
Peter-rolled by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo and Scarecrow
Ho, it's a whole lotta demons in my world today
Which means you run into
of weight quicker than Sherman Klump (uh)
Trapstars love it when I fuck up a track
'Cause this ain't that soft shit, this that hustler rap
Told my worker
Try to step up on the scene, my infra-red beam's right at your soft spot
If you was on TV and balling you wouldn't groan and trip
He'd keep hatred,
There is lambswool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
Gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed
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