Lyrics:
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
and the haters start watchin',
The DJ starts spinnin', the panties get the droppin'
For album number three, it goin' platinum's not an option,
I'm back with
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
pivotal like I'm back
And the track The Way I Am
Oh and, Stan a deranged fan
He was mythical
Eminem the rap pinnacle
My influences make the dopest music I
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*taken from the album entitled "The Fine Art Of Surfacing"
*Written by Bob Geldof
Fred: check Slim Shady do the mic kid
Eminem: I dont do black music I dont do white music
I make fight music for high school kids I put lives
at risk
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
smell, where's your diaper? Shit, here
Lay on your back, don't pee right now or else I'll have to get you back
One day when you gon' want to get your way
[Nas]
The Firm, Trackmasters, Escobar, Allure Keep it raw!
A-yo the bridge keep rockin
we comin through bottles popin
Allure when your album
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
Yeah
This the type of shit when you go back in time
And touch some shit and fuck shit up
Make it shakey
Niggas shady
they cant play me
Stand up, real
a personal
Exile, but exile to come back and
Deliver my magnum opus of
A work, and to be outshined…to
Be beat by a girl, basically
This was necessary i think
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. dizzy gillespie blow!
cut the bullshit, enough
Let's get it started, let's start addressing this issue and open it up
Let's take this shit back to basement
And we can
He peels back the facade leaves 'em no hope
Dom Lucre in the digital age
Shattering the myths turning the page
Exposing the evil with a lyrical sage
eccentric
O is back with a mouth full of inventions
To hold my fans
'Til the next album comes, like my second one has
?? slept on, it's a thing of the past
I
sun to meri album
Apna sound apna method mai rehbar
Tera flow outta pocket
Mera flow urta on rocket
I know you can't stop it
Go ahead try to top it
Time flies like drive bys
Going too fast
I don't like when my mind fry
Take it all back
How you flex when you rhyme like shit
If my Will Strong
Imma
nigga jookin' on the back block
In the kitchen whippin' 'til my hands hurt
Foreign door, Push got the trap spot
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn
and
Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visitin'
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy
Get up,
waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. dizzy gillespie blow!
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
Parody of "Man Of Constant Sorrow" (Traditional)
New lyrics by Cledus T. Judd/Chris "P. Cream" Clark/ Cledus Crap Anthems(SESAC)/Of Music, Inc.
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