Lyrics:
the _Homiez_
But now I must remember all about my tenderonis
You're lonely by your homey baby I know how you're feelin
You in the mood for some Sexual Healing
top is more closer to christenings
Throw up by navels No Boundaries the label
So no I can't stay hoe heart cold as a lake around Michigan
Army better
backstage passes
Wearin diamonds around my glasses leather coat
Thirty thousand from Wilson countin the mill's
I'm talkin to Andre Harrell with
supposed to win, guest lists, V.I.P.
Backstage passes when we rollin' in
This the all skool, we encompass it all
I teach MC and production is taught by
tits man I shine like a light
Won't make it home might die by the night, aight?
Pullin' up at 2 AM at night
Nothing but vibes all in my sight
In my 23's
like, eh, eh, eh
Imagine what it's like with two women
You know Eminem
That rapper, that trailer trash guy
With a strange haircut and a wifebeater shirt
some more
Didn't think the chick I called baby was a child
Child by her brain getting two way
Drinking cool-aid it's Tuesday, so girl tell me who today
entered, pain’s how it’s measured
Soft ass tissue, ripped by the predator
The lady of the lake clutching excalibur
Taking forward steps, cause I said so
1111 is also sixteen sub 1 in binary
Wood never get board as a two by four
They eight to see my jank here, raising stakes for your plank stares
I'm
I'm a feminine Eminem, a slim shady lady
But nice cause I texted Haiti
90 lady cops on the road and I'm arrested for doing 80.
Like hamlet, all
blinder
So listen what I'm tryna to say when Everybody else was getting paid i got served by
Two piece of loaf bread that's when my soul got traded had
the homiez
But now I must remember all about my tenderonis
You're lonely by your homey baby I know how you're feelin'
You in the mood for some sexual
[After every line in verse]
[Verse 2: Chingy](girl)
Breakin' niggaz wit the flow
Movin' faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my
throwin I-owa, back-stage, girls are shoutin'
Haters hate, but it alright, if its a race then we won
Took some yearrs, to get herre, now Mama, look atcha'
for clappin', with one hand
Talent's on my roster this mobster'll dump land
Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds
Never leave the crib
really, really? [2X]
I'm gangsta, like Tweety Bird Loc [bird whistle]
Fuck around and get your little bird neck broke
Wait behind fast foods, strapped
and more branches to my mind map.
I moved on to Stage Two - separating the wheat from the chaff, like Cinderella.
1. From my reflections, I chose one
Eminem
And you know that
You can see by the way that I walk
Don't fuck with me
Tip bouncing like a kangaroo
I put my toast in my pouch
I'm so high Peter
Screw fame
Couldn't
Give two
About it
Can live
Without it
Bitches
Sell souls
In them is
No talent
They know
Couldn't
Make it
On their own
So they
take the world by storm
Sky blessed, the land of the brave
Understand where I stand, my hand is made
From B R double-O K-lyn in the planet
Family
Bongo by the way
Oh, I
You keep that to yourself
Oh, I
You don't trust no one else
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Met her backstage
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
friends.
But in that same year kinda had my first kiss.
By this older chick,
Best friends with my brother.
It dont mean much but I thought I loved her.
When
and beat
I was made by His hand, it's all part of His plan that I stand on my own two feet
And you know me my will is eternal
And you know me you've met
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