Lyrics:
that's sitting, you forgot
Figure that I'll bring this in
Don't quiver, don't be shocked
Figuratively speaking
Pull the trigger 'till I pop off
Truth
it that really interests you?
The things that you just dream of doing
And it's not always easy
But if somebody said you could do anything
What-what
through my heart
We're not in love, so what?
Is this romance, or just a dream?
When I look into your morsel of tears
Into your eyes, into your mouth
We're
that'll stick with me till it's over
But it ain't about nothing, I just stay in my own lane
They like you came a long way from being a no name
I tell them I
the loose shit
Then boo-yaa, I gave you another shot of the good shit
Don't believe me why your pussy breathin' hard enough to pinch
The clitoris, dangle
Welcome to yet another song by the guy
With the relaxed flow and unnamable style
An immovable object yet i move myself miles
With my sick beat
a dich and by that I mean go fuck yourself
Congress and cabinets I call that nazi on a shelf
Deadly riot tried to fight it just by hiding it
Buy our lies
And We Just ...
BBI Do or Die, Do or Die
I rock out
Look me in my eyes see a masquerade
Born in 98' same vibe still from yesterday
Today another
And entering into your demension
With intentions to bend your mind by bending space and time
The dream is real, kids, don't ever forget it, I'm in the zone
You
Oh, these dreams are forever
And if you wanna wake the sun (forever, forever)
Just keep on marching to the drums (forever, forever)
These dreams are
worker
Ain't taking you further
Time to quit
Timeline just another ad space
By design just another rat race
Another shrine people worshipping at that place
When you leave out the house make sure you prepared
If you walk with a stick got to be ready to blow
Your life or it's his nigga you can't be scared
holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and you'll surely rise
Just promised by the man that controls the skies
Don't you see, I know that shit's so ill
Better
I'm that vicious to walk up, and drop-kick midgets
They call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkward
Stick figure with a dick bigger than Mark
Hi, my name is (huh?)
My name is (what?)
My name is (chka-chka, Slim Shady)
Hi, kids, do you like violence? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna see me stick
who won
City's consumed by cold cases
Neighborhood paintings of faces (Dreams too)
Never forgotten (Long live)
World's rotten
Bullet holes blood stains
Dreams... And by the way that was off the new Maiden England video which we shall talk about in a
minute... you know, after a year you pushed it up to number
ending didn't even live out their dreams
I said same story what's there to say
Please I beg can we find a better way
Another life gone not even out their
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
20 just the other night
Surrounded by some people who amaze me
Grow up, grow up and
Learn how to love things
Gratefully
Grow up, grow up and
Learn how
just want to drink the pain away till I pass out
They always want to make you out to be the bad guy
I play by the rules and still, I'm getting chastised
and chiefing reefer for two days
Running from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em all
Bumping Triple Six
Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks
Who
what to do with her.
Intimidated by her face and her cute figure.
Cause her waist real small and her ass way bigger
Don't she know that if I want
checked in
Traded in the locks and clips for a head rest
Traded in the charcoal sticks for arthritis, it had to happen
And she drew no more, just sat
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