Lyrics:
my dick
They put crack off in the hood and lock us up when we trip
A little dough, ask them hoes what they put in here for
I heard birds fly through
Life
By Marshall Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
In front of your optical to slow you down
And every time you think you've
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
by far in ya life
I got heroin by the balloons, kabooms and mushrooms
And my 38. specialist puttin' banker's in they tomb's
I'm one, shot, killed,
dude up in his hashback
The night before, body still sore, holding her ass crack
A regular John, she met her through Tom
She passed out with the syringe
John 3:16
For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son
That who so ever believes in him shall not perish but have ever lasting
stop with the body rock
See I've got heart like john starks
Hitting mad sparks
Pass me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole park
I'm the m
And a drum gettin busy
You hear that
BOOM BAP
Feel it
Move back
Smell the fumes
CRACK!
Dope fiends in a line
For caffeine
Cocaine
Codeine
COBAIN
Cold brew
No
the trunk
Jimi wit the semi
And a drum gettin busy
You hear that
BOOM BAP
Feel it
Move back
Smell the fumes
CRACK!
Dope fiends in a line
For caffeine
Cocaine
This land of Johns and Evelyns/ accused of severing ties
That were never quite together in/ the first place
The earth shakes/ I'm standing on an island
snatched by more Germans
Europeans are seein me bleedin, jet off in
the Lex skiin, goggles, Louis Rich Sweden
[Method Man]
I dig my life experiences, wrap
to know if you run the streets
Come in peace or leave in pieces
Even Jesus was killed by the polices
They crucified him now they inject us with juice
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
retinol, yeah
Four niggas in folders, yeah
Lord's got a name for it
Don't know what to call it yet
Gunner, ward mighty, Breadwinner, John Gotti
(Wah) king Ox
in your ear
Radical shows that Wolf Gang's radder
With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick
Where the lips of your teen daughter
soprano, so we gon' leave on a high note
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than John Wayne
Make him change his
He looks determined without bein' ruthless
Somethin' heroic in his manner
There's a courage about him, doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so
He looks determined without bein' ruthless
Somethin' heroic in his manner
There's a courage about him, doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so
dude up in his hashback
The night before, body still sore, holding her ass crack
A regular John, she met her through Tom
She passed out with
buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his ass
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch ya ass
I'll John Lynch ya shit don't tempt me
buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his ass
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch ya ass
I'll John Lynch ya shit don't tempt me
each other the next
And if you don't like it it's just like that
'Cause I come from, the city of dope
It couldn't be saved by John the Pope
But since
mean it ain't jacked
This that inner city culture molded next to that crack
Those who couldn't play ball could find they solace in that
Find they
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