Lyrics:
know `Trix` are for kids
This is what the moral to the story is
(Ca$his)Re-Up!
[Verse 1 - Eminem]
Jimmy can crack corn, but I don't care
My enemies
a cheeseburger!
She says "That's not what I'm hungry for"
I put my head in my hands and screamed,
I don't know who you are anymore!
The voice on the speaker says
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
the way we move, so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up gettin' rushed by too many to handle us (ha)
It's funny, I guess money does have its
The girls won't be on you, Fred your face is all burnt!";
I patted him on the shoulder said, ";Thanks for stopping by.";
Then I opened up the door and said,
f-o-h-n, it's a kind of wind
Yeah, I know what you mean by wind
G for Gnarly,
I for irk
H is for hour
J for jalapeño
Good in either corn or flour
just blow by
And make no mistake, there's women who just wait
For the man and machine with the best time
Rev on the red line
You're on your own
Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim-chim-cheree
Those are three words that don't make sense to me
But I'm used to words that don't make sense to me
Peep is weeping, I hate to see you cry
Sometimes guys lie when your thighs are above you
Mother May I say you denied the evidence
The frog was only
a bloody dying man
Haji was alone and abandoned by his band
Trevor was there fading and still so full of hate
When the skins left him there and went down
was hotter than the truck
he drove, and just one lane over.
He aimed those angel eyes at me,
smiled like we were ment to be.
'For he stole my heart from
I'm gonna wear you to the ball tonight
Put on your best dress tonight
Did you hear what the man said baby
Said be your best 'cause this
Gonna
be wrong to be
To be what you are
Billy was a sick boy
His life fading to grey
He tried to grab for straws of family
But his loved ones turned
a bloody dying man
Haji was alone and abandoned by his band
Trevor was there fading and still so full of hate
When the skins left him there and went down
of the world are still hungry
But they are dying, there is no healing for them
You will know by the signs you have seen before
In your seeds of life there
telling
Will I fuck em will I diss em, that's what these hoes yelling
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks
Drunk
you're too fly (I get around)
You need to hit the door (uh), search for a new guy
'Cause I only got one night in town
Break out or be clowned, baby
Shady)
Hi, my name is (what?)
(Excuse me) My name is (who?)
My name is (chka-chka, Slim Shady)
Can I have the attention of the class for one second?)
who are quiet will always cause riots
There's three types of people in the world
Those who don't know what happened
Those who wonder what happened
Everybody MC Serch!
Black cat is bad luck, bad guys wear black
Musta been a white guy who started all that
(Make the Gas Face!) For those little white
of Christmas cheer
I just need to catch my breath
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture, frozen landscape
Chill this room for twenty-four days
are, come for money
Guys you all realize everything you need's inside you
I never waited on a miracle
There ain't no miracles round here
There ain't
zoldatten?! (Ozay Optzay!)
Yeah, give it a try, (By by by by)
But me I'm jasto Bordello kind of guy!..
Mama, of course all hopes are so fragile...
Papa, I
to ask you troop
Are you a chef, cause you keep feedin me soup
You know what they say about those who sweat thyself
You might find yourself, by
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