Lyrics:
built two graves
I wasn't stupid, I was ruthless
Check the bazooka crew, they bookoos
Broke the glass slammin' my rings down
That's doofus, don't mess up,
exists
CHORUS ONCE - EMINEM
3 2 1 bring it back, bring it back
i wish u could come back, back
cuz im so sick and tired of all these gatts, gatts
gangstas
Shoulders, Knees and Toes
My body belongs to the Lord
It's temple of the most High God
And He moves in me, He lives in me come on
Head, Shoulders, Knees
had
True, I've got more fans than the average man, but not enough loot to last me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live
some times when the ice will break
There’Ll be some time when the world will shake
We live our lives by the path we take
Take the leap with the choice
[Verse 1: Tony Sunshine]
On the streets of New York [Repeat: x 2]
I was standing by the hydrin watching time fly by
Me and Crazy Lou, Tony Tuibe
I don't get offended by the thinking of the old
Where I'm at is where I go, and a circle ain't my thang
So it seems there were two gangs
Not
don't know a lick of judo
Fly to PR, stick Menudo
Come back, cop a six with two doors
Cop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew
From Washington
thing I've ever really known is hustle hard
No crack dealing
But it's that feeling
Of my crew winning
Bad vibes, good riddance
Yeah I'm on the move
You
stone-faced from the brothers
Ludicrous whining, meaning when the others
Stand by em, while they take the fall
The Beast' now lives in the Capitol
Record
from the city and your runnin your lips
I'm 'bout to make a call get the news van out
Explain to Tritia Toyota on how your crew ran out
We comin live
The level is extremely low on my resistance
By you or any other I'll never be beaten at a
Rap meeting, in other words a battle
'Cause y'all, I'm like
I'm an Angel in dust
Dirt on me stained from the mud
But I turned that clay into grub
Serve plates to the munch's
I can feed a banquet with just
Two
clothes the fucking curtains
Wanna buy mom a crib wherever she wanna live
So she don't ever get got to take nobody bullshit again
Trying to take her
test
Tryin to jest mess around
When surrounded by paramedics
Cops sayin tha press release
Addressed my issued blues
And payin dues to tha crews
Actin
to find if you beefing or tryna rhyme//
But I don't like war, what real nigga do?
The fake ones brag and get killed by they crew
I live for the code
No going home, I'm live in the streets
Your girl got boom by this brown-skin G
Man do road like, "Money ain't for me"
Invade homes, we the housin'
the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady
Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah them the ones
on in ya
If I was fucking you right about now
You'd have a dick stuck in you (yeah)
Have to go brag to your fucking crew
On how this rap nigga dick
hard to the head like shots of Jack Daniels
[Chorus 2X: John Cena]
Y'all, bitch, crews, don't wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound, to, lose, another one
you leave me baby, cause I be split in two
I'm cookin' all these nitaps, I feel like Uncle Drew
Don't you fucking test me, or my fucking crew
You give
I know they see me out here
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Coming at you live with my crew now
Yeah yeah you know we wild
And it's cold out here
So
take it anywhere
Verse 1:
Let's play big bank take lil' bank/A couple cornish hens stashed by the gas tank/And the way a ni**a live I deserve a ex/I'm
solo or with the crew
You feel the vibes when I step in to the room
I’m a flee guy I can put it on my set
3, 2, 1 then I’m off that, jet
Do my ting never
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