Lyrics:
across the land
Led by a bleached blonde man with a mic in his hand
Act two, song's the only way for me to talk to you
Cos you're the king of hip hop
I'm
multiply, by the masses
Masters of the game
(Checkmate nigga) every move you make
Through manipulation is the move I
Choose for you to take
You see, what I
let's get high
He said I got the drank and you got the dank
He said my nigga Dre Dog Frisco is the place
For me to get high and you to get drunk
We smoke
the drank and you got the dank
He said my nigga Dre Dog Frisco is the place
For me to get high and you to get drunk
We smoke dope we rap and these hoes we
but Slim Shady is for the children!" (Hey, wait!)
I look at my life in a new light, fuck it
Give me two mics, I write songs for me, fuck what you like
but Slim Shady is for the children!" (Hey, wait!)
I look at my life in a new light, fuck it
Give me two mics, I write songs for me, fuck what you like
your breath won't lead to young death
Fuckin' up shit and shit by the killin'
For a nigga labeled as bein' a motherfucking Villain
But you don't know
better than my competitor
You should never underestimate the fashion
I hold for the stage whether I'm coolin' or thrashin''
Clockin' the concoction created
chase it dre, B-Real
Soul Assassins got potential
Buttons activated
No illusion I have you caught
Up in the rapture
Executive decisions from
in the back
Got a bitch stay home
And a bitch on my lap and
I don't ever lack cuz I'm ready and steady like Mac (Mac Dre)
Like Dre in "The Chronic" im
Mac dre air brush nikes and my wifey
Someone spills liqure on my its gonna be war
i can handle mine so you better handle yours
Chorus
Drink in my hand
ain't for you to know
Yeah, and I heard 'em say
Nothing's ever promised, tomorrow or today
From the Bay
Like 40 & Dre
So I'ma do it in a major way
not a sack dummy
Thanksgiving on the 25th and if they want a dish you know the Mac comin
I can't get attached know everything don't really last long
Hit
since I've been gone
That's why your misses been hittin' me on my phone
Little man, had a plan, now he grown, left you alone for to long
Sing the song
by Dre
I no want beat by Chris
I go see you later
Zero to one hundred real quick
I no get time for all the picnic
Am too busy no time to dey think
by Dre
I no want beat by Chris
I go see you later
Zero to one hundred real quick
I no get time for all the picnic
Too busy no time to dey think
When
the candy YA
I'm a bad bad bad bad bad man
Ima break her back back back back in
Shoot you with this mac mac mac mac ten
It aint a movie why you acting
B.O.B and T Pain/ huh mane yeah im from the S.E.A/ shot out to the Bay Rest In Peace Mac Dre nigga what
Chorus (2x):
City slicka to slick for the bity/
[Dres]
Listen, this is Dres, and I'm letting ya know
That S-H-O-W-be -I-Z and A.G. are all that
So just sit back, relax, if you got a big bozak
love you)
(I love you)
I woke up out that coma 2001
'Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001
Three years later the album is done
Aftermath presents,
'll be home at prolly by nine
I met some people that got
Some issues just like mine
Singular punchlines for the Sinai
Think you can step to me? I
Don't
Move to the hills with me
Bumpin Mac Dre but you still feelin' me
All yo friends pissed cuz you still with me
(You still with me)
I know
That you're down
Pumping it just like this
A little something for the breathren with intellect you truly understand
It's like a message from the one who's getting candid
wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you niggaz
By myself in my four corner room watchin' Hard Boiled
I feel like I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My
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