Lyrics:
by four
It's a big degree murder when the ball's in my court
Don't be a bitch
I flick the switch when i get a itch
To insist for a kill switch
I
Back and bein' helpful
They don't care when things they said
Affect the kid who gets killed
Your music left somebody dead
That's pretty disrespectful
hop screaming let me in
I'm hooked up with sin hate the very skin I'm in
Cause every time I rhyme they like "look it's Eminem"
Looking back again I's
[ Eminem ]
WAAAHHHOOOOOO , hahaha (laughs)
Guess who's back !?
Mommy , we're home
Say hello to my little friends , DJ Muggs , Soul Assassins ,
Know’ and ‘Pop The Trunk’
And I was gone, no turning back, Shady Records for life
By that time I’d picked up the pen and began to write
‘Kings Never Die’
he just gets spat back out again into a world where he doubled what he did
'Cause he learned, "Give it up or get fucked in turn, homie"
I'm
Reya Dubb and Tina Jay
And people who do music like myself to keep me motivated
Met KWarn got me thinkin' it was orchestrated
By a Higher Being than
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
And my music and trust me
I'm gonna try to get big with this shit and I'm gonna get it
The fame, the money, and get noticed
By Eminem and other big
[Eminem]
Well I do pop pills I keep my tube socks filled
Pop the same shit that got Tupac killed
Spit game to these hoes like a soap opera episode
Aye, aye, aye
Hop on the flight
Murder in the night
Kamikaze to your head
Like I’m Eminem
Kamikaze to your head
Like I’m Eminem
Boutta make you pay
at me, they're cranks and weirdos, cranks and weirdos, Cranks and weirdos
Biggie Smalls held my balls, while Tu-Pac rubbed my sac
At the back
Yeah, ha-ha-ha (bang)
Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at you
Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, haha
No one's iller than me (what?)
No one, no one is
that nigga
With his seat back nigga
I'm a number one nigga in no time
I been waiting for a nigga to give me the showtime
In the jungle waiting for
give it all back
But it's multiplied by ten and come to break his back
In the form of me. Bringing him to both his knees
Dawg i only worship He who made
didn't you?
Risky, 'cause I always come back
Deep down you know that
Deep down you know I'm always in periphery
Ren aren't you pleased to see me?
It's
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
on the map
Doin' jumpin jacks whilin' get whipped on my back
Look at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the shit
Yeah, I know, man, by himself, taking all
on the map
Doin' jumpin jacks whilin' get whipped on my back
Look at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the shit
Yeah, I know, man, by himself, taking all
I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Eminem's in town
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
Snoop put me up on how
I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Eminem's in town
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
Snoop put me up on how
I'm Drake in back to back
Buying all this jewelry, I need more by stack
Feeling Dicaprio Leo, just call me Jack
Talking on the internet, we turn him
I'm Drake in back to back
Buying all this jewelry, I need more by stack
Feeling Dicaprio Leo, just call me Jack
Talking on the internet, we turn him
then
I'll be right back in the studio, with a notepad and a pen
Saying music chose me, to help people with my stories
Don't need the fame, I'm focused
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