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Happy just to be alive' watching all your people run
Would you imagine growin' up to sell your 50 million records world wide or fuckin' on somebodies son
the South
Jazze Pha, let's hop in the Lammy (Lamborghini)
Stop by Sammy, chill in the hood, you good, you family
My boys like to pull them blammies,
when she gets a chance ta.
Left her husband, alone to raise they son hes in pampers.
Modeled for a year, got her bachelors degree.
33 recovering from
million records worldwide
Or fuckin' off somebody's son

Imagine if these niggaz never saw a color
Would it be peaceful in them streets where niggaz kill
when she gets a chance ta.
Left her husband, alone to raise they son he's in pampers.

Modeled for a year, got her bachelors degree.
33 recoverin'
somethin'?... 

Listen to cats and rough rats war under the window 
When the ghetto forts flarey, never was a Tom and Jerry 
Livin' ain't cheap, my survival
ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once
And die and come back as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around
ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums, get struck by ****** lightning twice at once
And die and come back as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around
Paranoid, sitting in a deep sweat
Thinking I gotta fuck somebody before the week ends
The sight of blood excites me, shoot you in the head 
Sit
Everybody, listen up!

Eminem:
I'm goin' to hell, who's comin' with me?

Hailie:
(innocently) Somebody, please help him!
*giggle*
I think my dad gone
(He's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society)

[ VERSE 1: Bushwick Bill ]
Paranoid, sittin in a deep sweat
Thinkin I gotta fuck somebody before
'round with mirrors on the tops of my shoes/
So, don't get lazy, ma - I can tell if it's bushy/
Now, Peeping Tom's a pussy, no need to hide or be pushy/
Smokin' Backwoods and moving bags
I was getting protected by my savages
Yellow school buses that's a Xany
Causing me to sleep and I ain't plan it (yee
and start to take a bunch of pictures
With shy fans who get dragged up by they brothers and sisters
What’s up girl I’m with you, kiss up on her cheek
She
seen some ugly trees 
There was a werewolf honkin' 
'Long the side of me 
I'm mean 'n I'm bad, why'know I ain't no sissy 
Got a big-titty girly by

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