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Eminem Presents: The Re-Up

2006

It's crowded, it's packed, it's jumpin', goddamn it's swole
I'm cooler than cool as my temperature's thirty below
I'm checkin' the scene if a new cut,

Dreamer

K'NAAN

Troubadour [Clean]

2009

the screams from gunshot streams
In my dreams, these screams are from hot teens
And I'm barely thirteen, I pack dirty

Old Russian firearm that shoots thirty

got my South niggaz ready to squeeze
I don't need cake to see me with a couple of G's

An' I don't need a loan, muh'fucker, I'm grown
Had a thirty eight

the history we knew so well
Well I was standing at the thirty-eighth parallel
I got left out on the fence
As the whole world is getting rather tense
I

see,
There was Martin Luther and Gandhi, but they didn't look like me
Then I remembered a picture of my dad at thirty-three,
And I realized that my hero

I barely knew
Overturnin', startin' new, can't act like a jit by thirty-two
I'm twenty-five, though, dreadlocks had your boy like Sideshow Bob

little as glizzy
Better at least put thirty in it
I ain't gon' lie, this shit serious
These lil' niggas here 'bout they business
They in this shit

It's one thirty o' clock in the morning 
Woke up late last night
If that isn't right
To start the blues bar
Then the sorry girls are winning

Slow down
The broken record's still spinning
Drop forty-five to thirty-three
I'm sinking
Lower, lower, lower
I'm sinking
Lower, lower, lower

I

AND DRILLERS
THIRTY AND AK'S
ONE THING ABOUT US
YOU KNOW WE DONT PLAY 
ABOUT TO KICK KICK KICK IT UP 
LET A CHI PLAYER BEAT IT UP 
DO THE JOB I PLAY THE CUT
IN

I drew the blueprint of my life
dreaming thirty, thirty years wide
I built my house, I built with pride
It may fall down, but at last I tried

You

got mo' sauce than a cook I got mo' sauce than a cook




I got mo' sauce than a cook I got mo' sauce than a cook


Ride around with thirty clips cause

Yeah, I took dirty old me to the laundry.
I was just about to get thirty quarters,
When I ran into this woman without borders,	
Standing between me

out there in Cali

(Let's go!)

I hope the beaches are closed
Cause it's thirty-seven degrees
I hope it rains everyday 
The sun's nowhere to be seen

On Rodeo, spent thirty K, shit, I needed drip
Why the hell is you still rollin' up Gorilla Glue?
They'll rip banana peels, I ever let them 'rillas loose

Uh
Here we go again, right?
Look, look (look)

Record label try handing me a contract, I spit on it (get outta here)
It ain't at least thirty

compartments each of
Them hold 5 keys
Fck wholesale each of them is thirty five g’s
I still got bitches that’ll board that plane
Two carry on’s one Luis
Luxury

is always the same, where everyone knows my name
I’m on that plane, coming home

At thirty-five thousand I sit by the window and stare at the moon
Far

something
Gave his ass thirty-two, I'ma Rip something
Get online with a punch then I ship something
If I ship something
Gotta camp around the corner
Oh, your

coppin' a thirty
Three points, I be feelin' like woah

Say I'm rollin' with slimes like who dat?
You don't want no problems, don't do that
I'm with some

For Centre Thirty Three
Now I wanna be ten feet tall
With big red horns

Five star banquet twenty course
I got no friends i feel so ill
I'm so dang tall

Thirty minutes flat
I could bake a whole cake

Still sitting on the white bricks
While they wrapped up in duct tape
In the do' panel of the rental car

on the 'Gram
I hope you wore a cap today
Doggie hating in the comments
I just know his shoes dirty
Pocket full of blue hundreds
'script full of blue thirties

My girl, "Don't be worried, bae"
Mr run-It-Up
I can show you how in thirty days
Really I can show you right
Now if you pape ready
Money getting big so