Lyrics:
I reckon you all don't know me at all
I just got here today
My home is way down in a little town
It's not so far away
Everybody for miles around
person
Down along the left bank, minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot, when all I wanted was a cup
Just open your eyes and look at
What the future holds for you and if you lunch then you might ruin
Something great don't make a big mistake pay
attention through the night
Maybe I've had too much Rémy, my man's right by my side
Every time I catch you watching me, feel something down my spine
I'll
They be playin' with this shit, man
Y'all niggas playin' with the money
Holiday season!
Y'all nigga don't know what the fuck to do with this shit
a Harley in heat
When I strut down the street, I could feel its heart beat
The sisters fell back and said, "Don't that man look pretty"
The cripple
a Butterfly my newest shit
Effective rumor is the way I proven it
I'm a classic man
You can be mean when you look this clean, I'm a classic man
Callin'
white will scare you both to death
Down at the drive in
A big buttered popcorn and an extra large coke
A few chili dogs and man I'm goin' broke
Down
can count on me
'Cause when I'm feelin' down every now and then
I take a look into your eyes and then smile again
You got me smilin'
Again you
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
name is Mr. Shady
Children, quiet down please
Brian, don't throw that (shut up)
Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
While Mr. Kaniff is out
Don't you fiddle it son, make it feel good, yeah
Play T.J. - from Chicago
Well, just treat your man right, woman
Day by day-ay
And get out your
name is Mr. Shady
Children, quiet down please
Brian, don't throw that (shut up)
Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
While Mr. Kaniff is out
attention through the night
Maybe I've had too much Rémy, my man's right by my side
Every time I catch you watching me, feel something down my spine
I'll
He rode easy in the saddle
He was tall and lean
And at first you'd have thought
Nothing but a streak of
Mean could make a man look
So down right
"Shady, man, no, don't massacre the fans"
Damn, I think Kim Kardashian's a man
She stomped him just 'cause he asked to put his hands
On her massive
of stilettos
I blam one nigga and watch the other die by the echo
I had dots on darkskin niggas that look like freckles
Pay homage, my Islamic, my wrist
Don't pay me in gold, giddy up, giddy up
Back outside, I'm on the road, giddy up, giddy up (hey)
When the sun goes down (when the sun goes down, giddy
home
By time you get here I'll be long gone
There's somebody new and he sure ain't no rodeo man
He said, I'm sorry it's come down to this
There's so
that I didn't leave alone
Somebody lying under every stone
Everything that a man could need
In a bag down by my knee
That looks good, this ain't got
I know ev'rybody wants to be your man
I don't want to tie you up, go ahead, you're free
And I never want to scar you with my brand
We could live
I didn't leave alone
Somebody lying under every stone
Everything that a man could need
In a bag down by my knee
That looks good, this ain't got
to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
And, man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have
person
Down along the left bank, minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot, when all I wanted was a cup
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