Lyrics:
(oh)
Hit different when I'm sittin' here
Alone, all by myself (alone, all by myself)
Hit different when I think you might be
With somebody else (ooh,
And by the way, I see right through it
I let you slide now 'cause I know you not used to it
If this is the way it is, don't even put me through it
I
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
You got the right string baby but the wrong yo-yo
Somebody's knockin' on your door
I passed this morning by the hardware store
Bought a brand new
know what this about
Ran through a couple thousand watch your mouth
Dead stock these fresh out the box I made dividends by investing in stocks
I'm zooted
This one is dedicated to the
#1 rap group ever run-DMC and Jam Master Jay
1-3-1-3! and i sayyyyyyyy! Party people
Your dreams have now been fulfilled
she got the touch
I say she wears the crown
She say
"I get high when I want to
Don't ya think you need it too"
I need a touch, I need a touch
like a masterpiece
Cake so fat lemme slice a piece
Damn I got us runnin late lemme go grab my keys
This that summer time Chi boy its hot today
But I
Malcolm X, we kill by any means (kill by any means)
Young GunnWunna stay fresh, fresh like Listerine (fresh)
I'm givin' her back to the streets, I got
then get out of my life
Go and leave me alone with the blues
Oh, you stayed by my side till you got all my money
Now, my clothes are all ragged
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
've been doin' drugs, don't judge me (don't you judge me)
Right now, on the mud, don't judge me, yeah (I'm on the mud)
Let me have my fun with this two
Drop that, ooh
Yeah I got the water
Stand by for this message
Fuckin (yo)
Pop that
Duffle bag full of
What
Pop that
Fucking generic
This is
And I, I wouldn't be there by her side
And Lord, I felt so bad
As I sat and watched her cry
Thinkin' I was movin' on
And she was barely gettin' by
know?)
If you've been misled
By anything I said
I didn't mean to turn you on
But the vibe was oh so strong
And you got things to do
And I have got
Won't you come and just chill with the Virgo
We sipping on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl though
I drop you off at, Willoughby and Myrtle
Smash with
later
This ain't nothing major, I did it by my lonely
I ain't actin' out, I just got the bustin
Pass me my backwoods so I can get a rollin
No askin' for
to know
Who has-a da nerve-a to say
My elixir is-a piss!
Who says this?
I do
I am Mr. Sweeney Todd
I have opened this bottle of Pirelli's elixir
hoe she a diva, a diva
Twenty-nine, three, just breathe, just breathe
Hot as hell, nigga change the degree I ain't rappin' for you, you pay for
(Two, three, four)
Remember when I tried
I never strayed too far from you
Forever by your side
No matter what I was going through
But now I never
to go, but I’ll be right there.
If heavens got a backroad can you meet me back there?
Cuz I’m riding down this highway, full of memories we share.
Verse
Through this hate retaliate, it's official
I got that bomb, bomb, diddy, diddy, diddy, bomb, bomb
When I hit you
Push the issue
My ghetto dope is
Bah Humbug; now that's too strong!
'Cause it is my favorite holiday.
But all this year's been a busy blur
Don't think I have the energy
To add to my
Bah Humbug; now that's too strong!
'Cause it is my favorite holiday.
But all this year's been a busy blur
Don't think I have the energy
To add to my
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