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cry if I tell 'em that I'm done
And the s*** they said was funny turning lyrics into money
Said that she don't feel it when you tell me that you love me

thankful for my bros, but nothing kept me up like my ten toes  
Money motivations came from being broke 
Laugh at my struggles like a bad joke 
Serio dawg,

Pesos Lyrics

  -Hook-
Money, money, money, money
I need pesos
They don't f*ck with you
When you ain't got pesos (nah, nah)
I need money, money,

Grabbin mics, experimenting, nothin to it but to do it
Rob Ill told em…. in this fight by myself
We battle with hard lyrics, spending money, getting wealth

Know it ain't free so
Gave up my freedom
Locked on the hustle
And lowered my ego
Problems arise but its nothing, finito
I aim for the stars in the sky

untold
As I go into the mysteries of the unknown
So I'm on a stairway to heaven
Like I'm Eric Clapton and
I'll be rapping these lyrics
Cause it's a passion

Bagpipes from Baghdad

Eminem

Relapse [Deluxe] [Explicit]

2009

Zapp and Eric Clapton, Shaft, Frank Zappa crunk
And yeah, baby, I want another crack at ya
You can beat me with any spatula that you want
I mean, I

of appreciation
For me helping niggas than the
Pleasure is all mine, you're welcome nigga
Now you from Queens right?
So why you ain't stay over there
And get it

the machine
Eric Clapton, BB King, Eagles trafficking cream
And we run DMC I know you know what that mean
Running Rebels '93 white UNLV
Like what could that

Rhyming in the shower type preparation
Imma  prodigy in the making
Ion plan on lacking, come clap me
Rock harder than Eric Clapton did
I’m eggcelent ,

You only see me when I'm rapping and I'm Sun Light
Just give me some time and you'll wonder why I'm still unsigned
A mixture of The Game and Eric

destined for this greatness bitch I'm ready for this action
Put me on the stage so you can see the reaction 
Rockstar hall of fame, Me, Rose, and Eric

Heaven for yall
Eric Clapton
It's the lyrical assassin
I passed em you bitches has-beens
Flow magic like I'm Aladdin
Pulling Jasmines
I'm tired of the fake

Working on your masters
And I said
Take me there
Yea you the captain
Wrote it on a napkin
Layla Eric Clapton
And you said
Hey okay let’s see what happens

the grip
And they better know
I can tell when you fail, seen it since a snotty nose
Imma step like a vet, nigga
Riding for our own
If you stand for nothing

more slappers than Eric Clapton
While you're sitting on your break eating spinach out your plastic
Kicking down doors, I want my power and respect

ain't no actin
Yes he really pulls strings, Eric Clapton
Man
All uh those whack trends that you wrapped in
Then stop when the fad ends now you has beens

out of propane

Or cocaine, slow pain, that Eric Clapton shit
There's nothing that can scare us if we share a little sniff
And I swear that's just

on how to floss
Seeing live Logic so you want to be a boss
Worry Free so wavy they just asked what it costs
Relaxing catch me crafting Eric Clapton
Let me

know who the fuck Chuck Berry is now
You know, the Blues was, Robert Johnson, now, the fucking Blues is Eric Clapton
Like Hip-Hop is gone be the same

what's bracken
Didn't think I can go savage
Beats they be slappin', Cheeba he rapping
Roll up the cream, Eric Clapton

I'm just doing what I gotta do
Cause

the Appleton
While G controls these keys like Eric Clapton
the bitter Colorado breeze be freezing emcees but they not adapting 
falling victim two assassins in

Swervin'

Action Bronson

Convertibles

2014

the machine
Eric Clapton, BB King, Eagles trafficking cream
And we run DMC I know you know what that mean
Running Rebels '93 white UNLV
Like what could that

Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em

Eric B. & Rakim

The 18th Letter/The Book of Life

1997

Let the rhythm hit 'em

I'm the arsenal
I got artillery lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano

Bring a bullet proof vest
Nothin'