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Remember Me?

RBX

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

comin' through
Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw

Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Remember me? Slam, slam
Remember me? Nigga, back

Shut 'Em Down

Onyx

Survival of the Illest: Live from 125 NYC

1998

kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, fuck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try

forgiveness
Argue wit my bitch but ain
Gone play wit you niggas

Traumatized by a lot of shit
Sick and tired of a lot of shit
Dat shit brazy how shit change

Take it back to when it was eighths in the pack
Kidnap you over that lil' rap you wrote, leave your family taken aback
By the handsome quote, that I

your flaws
Against the cause
I still rebel 
I still live in hell 

I'm not that miracle kid
That almost died in the womb
I don't really have the spoons

And his back's giving out every day
He’ll work 18 hours then come home to shower
Wake up and do it the next day
He’s back to clock in
He swipes a card

never to do right in school, I just choose to cruise by
The principal told me i'ma lose, the dude's right
All I did as a kid was shoot dice, i'm too

Tried By 12

Fat Beats

Fat Beats, Vol. 2

I kick it
Cause I'll be the bastard who blasts and didn't get blasted
Boy kiss dem casket
I cut your wig back kid
Sucker, look who died
Body will

Tried By 12

Funkstörung

Additional Productions

1999

I kick it
Cause I'll be the bastard who blasts and didn't get blasted
Boy kiss dem casket
I cut your wig back kid
Sucker, look who died
Body will

degrees, it's hot as hell like my main squeeze
Ride or die, passenger side, burning trees
Now that's a forest fire inspired by the summer breeze
Filthy

just has to give"
And if I wanted to cry
He said "its fine"
Cause its my own world
And if I wanted to leave
This four-by-four room in hell
Then the only

go to hell
I heard it's swell
You not the one
I took a L
Sink or sail
Rather be here by myself then in a cell
BOL BOL BOL
Best of luck BOL
Best of luck

It's like I'm running Hell yeah
Oh well
Got demons sitting both shoulders 
Living in a cell
I been running Hell 
No one else in here is well
Yet

We be out here working baby
They think it all just come easy
Pull off in that hell cat
Hell yeah
Baby we making it look so easy
Now They can't

back in 1939
When the world was going to shit
It was the silent but nonviolent grim that grinned for the kids
We could all benefit by taking notes from

to stay alive I'm running out of luck
It's all confusing hell it all has me mentally stuck
Man why don't I just get run over by a fucking truck
People

Verse 1
Everybody wanna feed me some bullshit 
no I'm full bitch 
ate a long time ago 
muthafuckas pull shit 
see ya by kid 
gotta shake that spot

the best flow
Make the track disappear just by saying presto
Hopefully you get to hear the song at an expo
T-t-take it back into your crib as a memento

water cup of tea
Ugh
Ugh yuh my boys on my back
12 pull up when we shooting for a track
Wack
Slide to the crib in the back
Baby ass kid got a bib

You try to say goodbye
But he reels you back in every time

I love every lie about you
Your lips on my forehead
It makes me feel like a kid again
And he

It Was All a Dream

Shaquille O'Neal

You Can't Stop the Reign

1996

just me and mommy
Then Phil came along, he bought a basketball go to the park
Get your game on Shaq but have your butt back by dark
I was acting like

breaking up
And we can't turn back
Hell no, not today
Your i phone glowing back in your face.

Halt
We command you
We demand you
Serve us and comply
We

I look up
Straight up
I gave 'em time, time
Time

Now it's back to me nigga
I took my clique turned it to faculty nigga
Took my operation to factory

a while back a brother was down bad, real sad (Tell 'em, oh word?)
Almost in toe tags, body bags were my bed sheets but tied up like Glad (Oh shit)
Ain't no