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on the bottom
Me on top

These days it's like a tomb
Amid in the stacks of gloom
Looking out the window
In the downstairs room
And the time goes by
And the time

higher and higher)
With you by my side, gets me higher and higher
(Higher and higher)
This all feels the same, and it don't feel great
Why when I'm with

dance Till the party goes
Goes really wild
I feel it in my bones
And I feel how you cross my lines, I know that, I know that we're junkies for life
For

Bad Guy [Clean]

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP2 [Clean] [Deluxe Edition]

2013

dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a fa-, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that

Bad Guy

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP 2

2013

and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's

this again
I don't know
Just kidding I've done this before so uh
Here we go
Sometimes you gotta slow it down just to speed it right back up, capiche

All in Together

Skyzoo

The City's Favorite: The Mixtape

2006

a great shot
From right here, I can pick off yo whole block
Pick up my old knot. My pocket is a dead president
Dead cemetery, I get you buried,

know dad is here?
(Daddy's right here, daddy's right here)
I don't play, boy
Over y'all dead body 'fore my daughter pose in Playboy
We don't condone

fish
I'm from down by the water, C Port represent
Yeah, at first I took a hit, got a blunt that I just rolled up
Grab my cup, take me a sip, yeah, this

know how it goes
There mores to life then it shows
When I’m healing, when I’m dead
When I’m laying by my bed
Pressure builds up to my head
Cause of all

Ballad of a Ballgame

Christine Lavin

Beau Woes and Other Problems of Modern Life

1986

Then the clouds broke apart
Then the sun reappeared

No, it didn't, but it felt like it did in my heart
I wanted to live again

Oh, by the way we lost

and rings it goes over and over my head
Truly sometimes id feel better man if i was dead

But i wouldnt tho
BeCause i dont even know who'd be at my fuckin

Not behind my back
Last Laugh all wolves
So try to find this pack
You just a deer yeah venison
I dont mind a snack
Listen here we menacing
You missed

Yeah, deal with it just like I deal with shit when it gets heavy
Take my medicine, you're in my head again so I pop plenty
Got the henny by

Already Dead

Bushwick Bill

Phantom of the Rapra

1995

afraid to die
Ever since birth I've been givin' the short hand
It didn't hurt but it made me a smart man
And I kept my guards up, my head tight, my shit

my shit out loud.
Hated on... kill it for a minute, and chill, and I hit it.
It hits my head to help me forget this shit, but I'm in it!

Now I'm hated

Both complimented by repeating rhythmic funk
Traveling speeds at well over a hundred miles an hour
But then again, it couldn't have been much more over

strike down upon thee
With great vengeance and furious anger
Those who attempt to poison
And destroy My brothers
And you will know my name is the Lord
When

Seems that all this time I've been
On the outside looking in
Waiting here for that other life to begin
There she goes round again
The world by her side
In

to heal while you've been by yourself with your soul barred.

Hope It's true it's been too long
My pain is too great and I have nowhere to belong.
My

This bottle of wine goes upside your head
A little bit psycho, but I know that
Think you just don't say it, then I won't say it
See if you don't brag,

black and white we call it a coulee in Lafayette Lafayette
Felt like I lost my mind one day and slept on the coulee yea
And the water was running right by

too gluttonous
Too fucked in this
Fed up with this dead head set up
Churning like butter
Kang, where's my mind?

What?
Oh it's in the gutter

Oh brother

I’m a visionary and I see my vision clearly
So much ambition
These white people see me and they fear me
Young black man with a plan
I know they wanna