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they think
They want fast cars and expensive drinks
They want me to drop the ball like it’s New Years Eve
I don't ever care
Comments never make me scared

Gotta Make It to Heaven

DJ Revolution

Wake Up Show: Mix Archives, Vol. 3-4

2004

Hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven

Some say I'm paranoid, I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't

devil, white devil yellow devil
Be careful, never to let them in the temple
Until the earths inherited by the meek
Through Pasaq peep, my takeover

Shady bitches all around
Get the fuck away from me 

I could careless what you think about… 

(Chorus) 
Be careful with your thoughts 
Be ready for what I

worth.
Maybe I'm cursed, born wit a gift to make a block bleed,
hustle by the code and respected by real gee's 
Street Kings, the type that money flows

Why the fuck you think I got Heam on it
Go looney , don’t like that then sue me
You funny but not Paul Mooney
Facts of life no Blair no Toootie
Gas

breathe on it 
Why the fuck you think I got Heam on it 
Go looney , don't like that then sue me 
You funny but not Paul Mooney 
Facts of life no Blair no

predict this weather
Gotta make sure my profits together
They gone doubt you but lord know you special
If i give you my heart just be careful
Imma stack me

niggas is rats matter fact
Ya'll aint no different to micky (The mouse)
Be careful how you move around me dawg
Cause damnit i keep me that blicky (On me

before you say,
"Listen to me."
Children will listen.

ALL
Careful the wish you make,
Wishes are children.
Careful the path they take-
Wishes come true,

reveal 'em
Fly, nah, fly traps was hangin' from the ceiling
Milk and Giz was chillin', me and Biz was illin'
Love my hood, but to make it out, woo, what

conceal 'em, knee deep, reveal 'em
Fly, nah, fly traps was hangin' from the ceiling
Milk and Giz was chillin', me and Biz was illin'
Love my hood but

knows, I will never sell out for the cash
All by myself, I'm gon' make my own bag
Yeah, bitches all over my dick, claiming my shit is ass
Wah, wah, wah, me

but think it's all about the bread
Yea cash rules everything
Used to be backed by that metal in a wedding ring, not now backed by anything
Yea, so we

Almost Famous

Eminem

Recovery

2010

I can almost taste it
This shit makes no sense to me
What does it all mean?
I can almost taste it
I can almost see it
This shit makes no sense

tell me you all confused
Cuz Lucy for keeps
But lucy couldn't keep me
Conflicted by my convictions
Shot out to grace and mercy
Converging to my

Matt Da Rippa outta Ca$h's kitchen I'm stackin' chips and I'm sippin' heavy
Snatch the devil outta Linda Blair then bring 'em under the water wit me

with me
Really I just see food I can make you crawl dead
You swimming in the money boy that make me a shark then
Catch 'em, kill 'em, feed 'em to the hog

bestie
I withstand every chess piece
Now it came to be where im the king With a masterspiece and that makes Me a showpiece

So my flows illegal i'm

I tote
You the princess by default, the public knows who's chose
How you jealous of me cause I give real fish
You don't serve no reason what's

the feeling inside
That I could keep it casual, I couldn't, no lie
So tell me tell me how
(How)
Baby I be falling now
Was so careful with you around
(How)
Baby

and a user
Marijuana abuser
Yea be careful you might lose her
Cause she don't deal with loosers
Yea she calling me a chooser
A bad bitch seducer
Yea
Life's

Beta on beta
Sonic got sold by sega
Noblesse brought me ragar
Euron shot and killed ma rhaegar
Raider
Called me as I flew to space
Only 20

remember, we were sitting there by the water
You put your arm around me for the first time
Made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter
You are