Lyrics:
wrong!
Drop it! Wrong creed!
You're killed by meat!
Don't dare come back!
I will smack! Smack!
Chorus (х4):
It's your mistake!
Your words are fake!
I know
suki chcą byś kupił im świat
Perfumy, no i ciuchy skurwysyny, Vogue life
Miałem podarte buty, jedne buty od lat
Dziś odbijamy sobie za te czasy, bo
of creflo
Like how the hell he supposed to know
I see they ass
Runnin to the radio
And the tv issues and views
Shaped by one sided news
Got us like
Planet
a circus in the time we had
And the faults that we made
Good day
Good night
I'll see you all so soon
Good times
Good days
I'll meet you backstage
Oh love
heads is frozen stiff
And these skinny powder sniffin kids
Is posin talkin shit
Since the first time I met you
Backstage in the main room
I knew that I
and get it
I'll admit it, couldn't go another minute
Hearing all the shit that niggas try to mimic
So I'm 'bout to try to Royce and Eminem it
Til I kill
and chunky cheekbones
By the pinball machine
Hangs a painting of a backstage queen
With golden geese
And corsets unraveling
On the edges of the frame
A flaking
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
made
Good day
Good night
I'll see you all so soon
Good times
Good days
I'll meet you backstage
Oh lover, lover, lover, lover, lover
Like the real
And a slaughterer of writtens
Like an Eminem fan
The way I stand
This slim chance
Conquerin' my own prison
Mentally couped up
Runnin', a headless chicken
Trynna
with the black stripe
Referee preferably i be feeling myself and I
Ain't on no Ecstasy
But the groupies is and you can
Tell by how they molested me
She
The laws of reason tend to leave me cold
Ignore every season every season still I grow old and cold
I've contained my future by holding
backstage pass
Polaroid of my home room class
Newspaper, Walkman
That’s when I found it
And I popped it in
Chorus
That mixtape
You used to make
When you’d
A friend called me up today
I was waiting by the phone
He said, æ??y the way, thereæ?¯ a show...you should go.?
Theyæ?£l pick me up around 8
Should
grave, that's all yo career will fit in
From the south, that's SEC, fuck all the big ten
Only one that I'm not dissing is the G.O.A.T Eminem
All these
happens when we take away their market shares and their corduroy
I'm sick and tired of playing pretend,
In the backstage of what's done and said
I wanna
backstage and relax (I'm straight)
Snoop Dogg is comin' up next!
Stay right here, we'll be right back!
I like my chili hot. As a matter of fact I like
punk rock
VHS, an old alarm clock
An old autographed backstage pass
Polaroid of my home room class
Newspaper, Walkman
That’s when I found it
And I popped
security will be knockin'
While Evil E's rockin', charlie jam and try blockin'
I'm a fuckin' mack that comes up by playin' the back
Ask my nigga, I'll be
Soaked in the acid rain, trampled by both our feet
Go on without me now, a tattoo on your back
Cotton swabs and vinegar sometimes take the scratch out
You spend the early hours preparing
Hoping that by moonrise things are better
You hold a light up to the ruins
Never let it slip or shatter
You make
Loudest out of mine I'm fuckin' wit' a shorty
Knowin' this isn't for me, I make it for me
I ain't a one trick pony, I do this by my lonely
Shout out Epik
blazenada ani jebany wasz squa squa
Nie licze na farta od losu, bo korzystam z okazji jaka sie nada
Jebana zenada, typy by chcialy poskladac poskladac
Dun dun dun dun dun dun, go-go gadget dick
Fucking bitch though Wu Tang Clan
Was a fucking anime
Thinks Eminem's the goat
Because he raps fast
Hair
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