Lyrics:
brainHe's got the speedy things to always get your thoughts to drain.Don't aim on sister haley prone down and wear a galie or else you will get shot on your
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
this
I don’t generate attention for foolishness
So really though, I don’t give a furthermost thought about that nonsense
I’m not responsive
Yeah, really
R-I-P to R-A-P
E-M-I-N-E-M's back with the D-R-E
And I'm the
S-L-I-M (what?) S-H-A-D-Y (woo)
I'm H-I-G-H (yeah), yeah, baby, high
I'm not
[Gun shots followed by screaming]
[Proof:]
Pow-pow! Straight off the corral
Now, the dirtiest street vet from the mile
Is vexed without the techs
Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?
If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me
I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable
Fuck y'all clubs,
(what, what, yeah)
And you should love it, way more than you hate it
Nigga, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar
is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and Mighty Thor
I everlast, pen is mightier than sword
Finish writin', then record, replenish, keep writin'
Only bull you should take is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and Mighty Thor
I everlast, pen is mightier than sword
Finish writin', then record,
memory and toast to Eminem
Cause he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy
But that
memory and toast to Eminem
Cause he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy
But that
to you
An incredible gentleman
He goes by the name Elijah Blake
Let's go
Laa, da da da dup da ah
Thought you love me before
I'm glad to kill it some more
That's a penny for your thoughts
I'm in the hood with the killers, and hundred dollar billers
Fuck with me and you get chalked
Swag by the ounce, I could
still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I don't hear to meet a soul
of creflo
Like how the hell he supposed to know
I see they ass
Runnin to the radio
And the tv issues and views
Shaped by one sided news
Got us like
Planet
they ass
Runnin' to the radio
And the tv issues and views
Shaped by one sided news
Got us like
Planet of the apes
Under cds and tapes
Preachy
Eminem, shit
I like em bow-legged, never coke-headed
With a dough fetish, the drive to go get it
I like they toes proper, I like they clothes Prada
I
they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
I see Xzibit in
think we live in era meant for me
Experimentally I found a way to spread the terror mentally
When I stumbled upon this resolution
By usin' a special
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
at the State Theater
In the door by the side
Throw you in the trunk and found a preacher for you
Cause I thought you had unlawful demons on you
Sinkin fast
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
and get it
I'll admit it, couldn't go another minute
Hearing all the shit that niggas try to mimic
So I'm 'bout to try to Royce and Eminem it
Til I kill
Nas and Jay-Z
Eminem, Mase, Biggie Smalls and me
Now if you was my girlfriend
You don't need no guyfriend
He could get his head bust
Nigga ain't my
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