Lyrics:
comin', like it or not
Get off me, let me go, don't hold me back
Where my real thugs at? Baby, throw your gat
Sticky Fingaz, from out your darkest
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
the nicest
Big guns knock ya head off like isis
Priceless.. diamond on my neck straight ices
Baby i snatch a nigga chain now he iceless
Spin da block wit a gun
could be on sight before a nigga even see you
That's ride by, dash off and we laugh
I changed up for the future, my mask was off in the past
I heard
It's the ones that smoke blunts wit cha
See ya picture
Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get cha
It's the ones that smoke blunts wit cha
bloodstream
To manipulate endorphins
Cut off the pen, like morphine, but this just creates more fiends
Enjoy yourself, but don't escape in a substance
outta that gun
'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"
I'm sorry
better call a Lyft
I don't mess with the fake counterfeit
You can tell by the way that I spit
It's legit on my momma dem
I know that I'm blessed
So no
orleans finna big winnins
Big adam south part of the moniker was always intrigued by da souff
Oh and its dirty to mane aint safe to go out no more mane
But
Need to press pause
Go, rewind that tale if you’ve
Found yourself at a loss
I’m a lab rat, like Dr dre and Eminem
Cry uncle to the king of the anthill,
[D-Mac]
Step foot off that porch you better have you a gun
Want your name to buzz you better have you some funds
This the streets, where you trap or you
before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by three, yo p
Pass the Uzi, to blow up, any whack MC that show up,
There goes one, blast
speeches go over heads probably cause heat rises
I'm from that era closed fists address you in broad daylight
Now niggas wear a dress and sit to piss like
Eminem:
i'll shove a gun in your grill
grease it and heat it
smother it in hot mustard
so when i feed it to you
it's easy to eat it
you need to be
live
25 years no felony I'm telling y'all
Why you think I saved it, to blow a nigga mellon off
As a young boy always carried the cap gun
And fell in
'em capture me
I gotta thank the Lord for
The weed and the nicotine i can't sleep
Close my eyes and see wicked demons
I keep my pistol by my bedside
One
Y'all thought 21 and Drake was hot, haha
Go ahead, talk a lot, jot a lot
I'm like motherfuckin' in the booth without a mic, without a light
Goin' off in
comin', like it or not
Get off me, let me go, don't hold me back
Where my real thugs at? Baby, throw your gat
Sticky Fingaz, from out your darkest
break it down the walls n try to stop me from poppin' my gun up in it
Skits onta me honor me for the time never given to the rhyme
In another mind
Reagan making shots for us, TMZ sent they source
Hillary said I frighten her
Alarm go off, choking off the teeth whitener
I'm Don-Don, Daily News,
Kit
Bullets get da rolling out da barrel like a move clip
Knock yo dome off fuck around and see ya movie script
Flexing for the net you go see this
done
Forced ingestion is funny to me
boiled alive or left to freeze
I am fascinated by water you see
So I'm no Eminem to Jason Vorhees
But that doesn't
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
Codeine (codeine)
I'm sippin' lean for the protein
Ain't no co-defendant (no co-defendant)
Slide on them blocks by my lonely (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gun
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