Lyrics:
where you don't belong.
And by the way, let's just hypothetically say...
It's nothing out of the ordinary, happens every day.
It's the game, it's
Where do they go and what do they do?
They're walking on by. They're looking at you.
Some people stop, some people stare.
But would they help
crunch time where did my punch lines go?
Who must I show? To bust my flow
Where must I go? Who must I know?
Or am I just another crab in the bucket?
these songs like in one day, and in two days
I gotta bring up one thing, you know, go back to in story
The day I did the 'Can't be Life' beat I tracked
took his friend
The man and the internet went everywhere together
Except, of course, the places where the internet could not go
They went
tryna live?
(They say)
Think you doing wrong, they don't understand
Just where you're coming from
(They say, something here)
Only people go
Some people ask me where I've been lately
They thought I fell off, nobody could save me
They play in the background, I don't back down
So don't
constituted by
This ordinary bullshit
cnd did your parents take the time?
Even though they made you pay for it
No one commits the perfect crime
I'm not
Nigga, hahaha (oh)
Yeah (yeah)
Here we go again (it's Shady, haha)
Shady Records mixtape (50 Cent)
The Invasion (G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit)
Part Two
where did he go?"
I bust me a left from Rubellon. Park
The 735 and I'm bailin'
Went to my homegirl's house and got a hug man,
She helped me run
a highway
It's not a thing most people understand
But where did the time go?
How could it be so long ago?
We remember it so well
The stories we could
up, I loved you and I thought you did
But now, years passed, and you ain’t ish
I tried to refrain from using language
But my mind is saying eff you, go
Push
U're never 2 young, never 2 old
Push
Don't stop until u go
Did u ever stop 2 wonder
Why U put another down?
No man should asunder
The joy that
most asked by 85, where I'm from
Fakin' the funk you get did
Projects, tenements, pyramids
Where I'm from, we're livin' off the boom boom crack
It's
got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where
it's a difference (ah)
(These are the same ones telling our people)
(That we are where we are because we're just not working hard enough)
(And that
Looking back on the years gone by
We were young we had so much time
An innocent love that we use to share
Where did it go
Now those days are far
a female, like bap
In fact, I'll have the crowd smackin' you themselves
Where's D12? I don't feel like doin' this by myself, so come on
So what the deal,
movin at the devil's pace
I got so dam high of life I might go up to space
Some people running round with no head like they aint educated
I just been
most asked by 85, where I'm from
Fakin' the funk you get did
Projects, tenements, pyramids
Where I'm from, we're livin' off the boom boom crack
It's
acidic,
Diss my line a minute while I'll be in dark n days,
Where the people don't ride maybachs,
They packin' spark n quays,
I'm talkin' bout you I'm
(No, this shit is weak)
Yo, that's the second time son did that shit, yo
(Word, I don't want to talk...)
Yo, fuck that yo (word up)
We're gonna go
Now hear this crowd of people
I man well vex
And just have fe big up me chest
'Cause the Taxi Driver don't have no respect
Want I fe catch bus
Duarte
Tell us where you go from here, Miss Duarte
Which are the roles that you yearn to play?
Whom did you sleep, dine with yesterday?
Acting is
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