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My Life

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

Think I'm livin the life..

{Talking}
You see I can be (?). 
                    (I want to change)
But not by man. 
                    (but how?)
Only

you bring home the butter?

I don't know

They say a psychopath is born
a sociopath is made by the
cut-throat moral of the world
and the real stone cold

Virginia

Clipse

Lord Willin'

2002

-up, re-locate, we off them rooks
So when we pull up, it ain't shit to do but look

In my "Home Sweet Home" I keep chrome next to my bones
Alters my walk

The Real Slim Shady

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got

The Real Slim Shady

Eminem

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 4 [Clean]

2000

And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got

The theme of the album is reflection
And I've been reflecting a lot about this person
And I saved the best for last
Dear Mom,
My whole life, growing

you stay here and bleed alone, your family's home
Never had your best interest
You're no home wrecker
You're a wood pecker tryna knock down the trees

think you better
You just a joke
You're not even the best in the Spiderverse
Got a fighter's chance but you
Ain't even better than Spider-Ham
I got

(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned

to improve
But fuck gaslighting my perspective don't need proved 
I was groomed by real niggas 
Who just stood on they two 
And walked right
Made the wrong way

sign is
Gemini, but only one I
Look at the name
Bars like that are hard to come by
They coming up with bars as I write what I live
I really mean it when

on water
Community pool concreted
So stuck in the deep end
But never defeated
Send you what you need
Though honestly
Sometimes I feel like you're using me

the trenches, life is a cunt but we're fighters
Enter the dungeon and rush the defenses
And exit alive, are we crushed by the crisis?

Nah...
We are all fucked up

days left but we're down to no
August that shit droppin you know where to go

Your record store to pick up that heat
Pay ya cash, sell pics of ya feet

where you visit
The Devil's plan is all exquisite, all to distract me
Lord's still my Shepard, but now I guess I'm the black sheep
By the way, what

highway
She was taken home to heaven
Too soon all would say
Now she's riding with the angels
Thundering across the sky
She sings sweet melodies
Crying by

they're bad, but they're bugging
Let me show you something now about hip-hop
About D-Nice, Melodie, and Scott La Rock
I'll get a pen, a pencil, a marker

but fuck the cents, I'll throw a few bucks
I'm dropping knowledge like it's water, hope you're soaking some up
Quench your thirst for the fame. This

there and ain't nothing we could do to change it
But that's how we lived and we're trying to figure out how can we change it
By expressing it, letting

know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy

Lost in the desert, a place so far from home
In a Joshua tree forest, I roam all alone
The world is crumbling, the end is drawing near
But I find

When I returned everyone who'd wished me well two years ago was scared
'Freedom Fighter' is what they'd said but they don't know it was like a jail

no sobriety when slaps and words are getting drawn
Spitten on by your kin who gives the chair you're sitting on
But I've written strong words just

sisters and ur brothers I’m leavin a happy home broken provoken a stroke for ur father so now what 

I got the feds takin notes all day and night they’re