Lyrics:
Now here's a little story I've got to tell
About three bad brothers you know so well
It started way back in history
With Adrock, MCA and me, Mike
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
the puddin', just ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman
So when you see me on your block with two Glocks
could you touch so many fuckin' lives and just leave us?
They say grievance has a way of affectin' everyone different
If it's true, how the fuck am I
to me
Well, it's late so I guess I'll be going
Too much smoke; what I need is some air
And by the way, did she ask you about me?
I just wonder ... Not
the puddin', just ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman
So when you see me on your block with two Glocks
the puddin', just ask the Deshaun Holton
I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman
So when you see me on your block with two Glocks
But Annie I didn't keep it.
Almost called you up, when I played in Boulder,
But I thought I'd just let it be.
Heard you found yourself a real good man,
to hold this bitch down
Like a motherfuckin' chick underwater, he tryna d-dr-drown
Shawty, when you dance, you got me captivated
Just by the way that you
it
Now hear my confession
I have been wrong about you
I thought I was strong without you
For so long
Nothing could move me
For so long
Nothing
to sad thoughts that are maddening?
Do I sit here and try to stand it?
Or do I try to catch 'em red-handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness?
happy Halloween!
I drew a blank, we put it in a frame
Wait what you're winning, you didn't say this was a game
Well I guess I'll just have to play
That I'm ready to go (yes, you told me, I know)
When I pound the floor! You'll be ready to go
When you pound the floor
Will you trust me?
I just want
you're not alone
How was I to know? It should've been time to go
A long time ago; I kept holding on
It's comical when I think back now why I couldn't
I was a nasty person
Down along the left bank minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot
When
and squeeze
Critics expecting me to underachieve
I just deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze, I bring him right to his
As each day goes by
And I'm lost and confused
I've got nothin' to lose
Hope to hear from you soon
P.S. I'm still not over you
(Still not over you
callin' my name
I used to sing spirituals and I thought that
This was the thing I wanted to do
But somehow or another, when I went in the Army
I
pants
Sexy lady gon do that dance
Come on over when ya sick of ya man
And we can chill that's the way I am (the way I am)
I don't know that girl I
remix I ever did in my life
So So Def
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I can say
My chick on the side said she got one
I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been
If you woulda been in my shoes, who woulda thought
Slim Shady would be somethin' that you woulda bought?
It was from the heart, everything was real
Yo, dwellin' in the past, flashbacks when I was young
Whoever thought that I'd have a baby girl
It's such a clever innocence with which you do your sorcery
As if somehow the years just bow and let that young girl go free
I thought I was a child
and went on my way
I got to the party 'bout ten, I'd say
It was after eleven when I rocked the mic
And by the time I left the stage, the people were hyped
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