Lyrics:
gotta couple bags to way
Niggas been waiting on me for half the day
Hook
I got 10 toes down, ten fingers together
God I pray you watch my crown I handle
If you could understand i'm just another guy
Trying to make it through
Trying to make it by i keep kicking
But I'm only given so much time
Call me
I took your mother into the hospital," you know
He tried talking in a stern voice
"I took your mother to the hospital this morning and uh
By this
answer back when you reach a hundred thousand
This is ladies night, and the Mercedes is tight
When I'm coming home? Maybe tonight
Leave my food by
go home!" is an order, so you must use the ...?
(lifts Brian by his hairs)
B: The ... imperative.
C: Which is?
B: Ahm, oh, oh, "I", "I"!
C: How many
Yeah
It's going all the way down
Aquemeni Records, Killer Mike, Slimm Calhoun
Just because your wearing a Braves' jersey
doesn't mean we
Has passed half the way
My train of life, the train of my life
Just running on my way
I don't wanna castle made of sand
The towers will be dried by
Gang came a long way, what can I say?
(It's BlueStrip, baby)
If you see me hopping on a flight
Just know it's first class
(Huh, nah, for real
It
got me kicked out for a day
Mama had to come take me home
And she told me on the way
She said
Nobody wants you
Nobody will miss you
By God, I'll bury
its rules to the business
On the son with a sister like Gina
Beauty salon dream got the keys in the beamer
On the way to cheetahs pointin' an army
I know, I know, I know-ouh-ouh-ouh
(Half, half, half)
Halfway through the season I swear I should've known
Hear the way she moans it's like the devils
through the money
Bitch Im mike jones
Now Im hot they all on me
Ion want half a million
I think I want it all
Ion want to keep a nigga
I think Ill cuff em
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
Mike
Treesh bitch threw her fucking wig at me that shit just gave me lice
The way lil shawty suck in balls you'd think she's fucking Jerry Rice
I might
Yeah
It's survival of the fittest
I know mine won't get diminished
In the way I caught a vibe could take it viral any minute
Ride in mine it's tinted
then I shower Mike Amiri trousers the beat I devour pack get louder and louder/fresh like baby powder home run not a grounder for a playa she endower
so face it
We laugh when your pain is so much it hurts
When the skies and everything falls black
You will find it is by design and it's all bad
Half
chips
The hottest to spit, widen as my logic permits
By all means, I deposit the rent, with no rules
My gangster way deeper than Pro-Tools
Old school,
Niggas ain't heard bout the half of it
I never speak where the caption is
They say I rap out lavish shit
Louis V show what my status is, ay
Mike Amiri,
Then you know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
Then you know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
Well Jerry at de mike come fe Demonstrate
Yes, Jerry at de mike me come fe Demonstrate
Me come fe show de crowd a people dat great is great
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