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never met by their appearance
But these rainbow hair
Dummies fuckin' incoherent
At least I cleaned my act
Up before I started rappin'
Half these artists

by four
It's a big degree murder when the ball's in my court

Don't be a bitch

I flick the switch when i get a itch
To insist for a kill switch
I

driving four by four
It's a big degree murder when the ball's in my court
Don't be a bitch I flick the switch when I get a itch
To insist for a kill switch,

Get Up

Slaughterhouse

Welcome To: Our House

2012

never lay down and (lose), I was definitely about to (lose)
Then Eminem came like (“nah”) “nah”
This shit is entertaining, listen to the shit they

Theresa May
Recently, I've been forcing rhymes
Eminem does it all the time
Now Shady's forty-five
Anyone still check Shade 45?
By the way, Oliver Age 24

Paris

Kidz Bop Kids

Kidz Bop 35

2017

We were staying in Paris
And we're away from the parents, and I thought, wow
If I could take this in a pic right now
I don't think that we could

Paris, Gupas In Paris, Gupa- Gupa-)

(This year went by slowly and quickly, at the same time)

Oh Angelou, Angelou oh my Angelou

In the month of May in the city of Paris
In the month of May in the city of Paris
And I heard the bells ringing

Angeliou

Van Morrison

Into the Music

1979

oh, my Angeliou
Oh, Angeliou, Angeliou, oh, my Angeliou

In the month of May
In the city of Paris
In the month of May
In the city of Paris
And I heard

you that French joie de vie.

Paris holds the key to your heart
and all of Paris plays a part.
You'll stroll two by two
down we call la rue!
And soon

Paris Is A Sunday Town

Sitting by the Seine I found Paris is a Sunday town
Paris is a Sunday town
Watch the time slowing down
Just take a walk Try

ask me to
I don't wanna play, got some things to do
I just wanna dance tonight in Paris avenue
Enjoy the vibe all by myself no matter what you do
And it

I Love Paris de Cole Porter. Paroles et musique de Cole Porter © Chappell & Co Inc. All rights administered by WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE

Texte

Life comes and goes
My enemy shows me everything I own
Could be taken by a second alone
Flying high till my wings get blown
And I get back to where I

take a look around
See the velvet sun in the golden hour
Now I believe I am everything I need

Now, now I'm living in Paris
And I'm taking my chances

the failure cause every piece of me is self-made
I can’t control my anger bitch
And my life is consumed by my art twin evil self
I burst like a flame thrower

Every word I drop, you know I declare.
In the VIP, surrounded by gold,
Hot punchlines with fire to match,

Ni**as in Paris, but we repping Jersey,
Drill

Right

Uh oh uh oh
Hey Curtis check this out

La la la la la
Listen up

Once upon a time
Eminem was the king
Until this California rocker
Dropped in

lookin' over my shoulder, Proof get it poppin' like shoulder
Hold up
[Eminem:] (We nothin' but soldiers)
Slow up
[Eminem:] (This gun is loaded)
Roll up

of their casket
Damn, pay the price for actin' ladylike
We rarely see black Eminems, kinda shady right?
You sent the shot, so I flashed back like it's

They came from Paris
Fucked on her first night
And she was embarrassed
Yeah, they came from Paris, yeah (yeah) , uh

These Givenchy boxers, yeah
They

talk

Paris I hate you,
Please don't ever change
You're just like an
Abusive girlfriend

The shock when people
Get hit by a train
They leave a sigh

Fransa paris Mantes la Jolie
Selamın aleyküm Amca oğli

Pablo picasso
Elimde kasko
Bana Espresso
San francisco
Cristiano
El clasico
Ronaldo
Las dance

tuta black
Nevica se chiama il cell
A Milano la rec, stiamo tutti apparecchiati
Mio cugino Slice biondo come Eminem
I ragazzi in quartiere volano sui