Lyrics:
wrong and you know all along that it's just one life
At what point does one fight? (Good question right!)
'Fore you knock the war, try to put your dogs in
z
I will take the franks,while I bump blueprint 3
My gift you can't curse,best rap by biggie hearse
Lying to the folks like the pastors in a church
the system look stupid, (yo)
They rather look you in the face and shoot it
And leave your spot looted [or what]
Or leave your whole life blank futured
the real though why put away what I feel yo
bury my face in a pillow I’m waiting for someone to dig me a grave I’m a failure
that’s devil talk
you got
end
Oh no
Seen you walk by, everyday
Same old pretty eyes
And a frown upon your face
I'll take you out to dinner
Even when your skies are gray
Tell me
God done made a believer out ya ass, now didn't he?
Nigga, mind your business, shut down your business
Shut down New York in a New York minute, listen
said, "Slim Shady you a base-head" (uh-uh)
"So why's your face red? Man, you wasted"
Well, since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else
'Cause I
time, two time, three times
That’s charming,
NAIKEs ting is alarming
If we ain’t friends then address me properly rude boy this is a warning
If your life
smiling faces sometimes they tell lies open your eyes keep your head to the sky led on a mission to increase my efficiency I'm the genie in thee lamp rub it
a fuck about your foreign
You could've saved that money by exploring
Not the world, I mean your inner self
Spent too much time chasing the wealth and lost
pride in your own stride
(your own stride)
May bend but we're not breaking
No not this time
(No not this time)
I kiss my son's face
Know school can't keep
Madison avenue choked by dust
Don't wanna be there but I know I must
Overwhelming hunger descended on me
Stretches from the cradle to the factory
A minute
shitty
And it was you falling by your side on the highway
It was me laughing till I cried cuz you saw it my way yeah
It was three am, it was three am, it
minutes
Expand the pockets so your girl's hand's all in it
I see ya shorty starin at me on the guest line
But these four backstage'll do me just fine
over by ya
And reciting what we be an implication of heart
I was stolen from a common curse it's the best dress that last
In a hyper 3 minute I will
drunk and you horny
Purple devil face that's your warning
Baby come and get it cuz I'm right here
In the cut in the cut girl don't make the block hot
On the basketball court, alley-oop it to Jamak he dunks
In Brooklyn, in your face is his nut
Primetime ESPN we just having fun
Now, we back on the run rest in peace
feel it in your back you know
You wanna be loved
You wanna feel love
Ugh wanna touch it
Unh ugh wanna feel it in your back you know
You wanna be loved
Every time I feel the pressure I go Jordan in the three-peat
Woke up in my ride that I apparently crashed
Choked up but I'm fine not even a scratch
The interstates were closed three hours ago
Now empty cars all
Chi
Eyes open with this vision I see with all three
I’m all the way tapped in
Warning my people about these projects the government keep us trapped in
defenseless
Fire your arrows you think I'm defenseless
With Pain in my heart and this ache in my brain I'm still spitting
Flames from the page, I engage with
alright and you think you're on
Somebody let me know
Will everybody in the place, put a whistle in your face
Scream it out and say yo, hit it!
You
alright and you think you're on
Somebody let me know
Will everybody in the place, put a whistle in your face
Scream it out and say yo, hit it!
You
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