Lyrics:
Back to my old ways
Back to my old ways
The old me, the old you
Was born in the millennium
Living like 02'
But it seems I miss the times with you
Riding
yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old woman
I told the lady "Look I'm sorry Miss I knew I was wrong,
but you came so fuckin close to me
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Satisfied with getting titty pics, man, by her best friends
A dirty road
It's a dirty road
I'm far from these dirty hoes
Stay on man time
Stay on man shit,
put me inside
No one could bend you over the way that I can
Make you cum all over the place like I can
I can never stop Im a dirty old man
Yea we can
?"
Dey took John Henry to de graveyard
An' dey buried him in de san'
An' every locomotive come roarin' by
Says, "Dere lays a steel-drivin' man
Lawd,
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
There was a man who went to calvary
On an old rugged cross
He gave his life for me
I was a wretch undone
Dirty and broken
But by the blood of his son
at night, my fingers stiffin' in tha cold man
I lost my old man
'97 was a cold year, '98 was a slow year (Talk to 'em nigga)
'99 was a grind you ain't seen
please God forgive me
I know we both miss the old me
God, I miss me, ay
I feel bad for what I've been doing, but God, I gotta keep doing it
I just need me
Every day the little man invades
Twitter with his dirty fingernail
How could this be done, a man with Russian contacts who you cannot find in
on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older
Maybe killin' the old man
But that's a slim chance
He's going to the boulevard
He's gonna end up on the dirty boulevard
should be a man, I don't see what's the plan
I was doing her bad, you can say that I'm Dan
But the first name Dirty, ain't do shit for my birthday
Ain't
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
dumb
Ignorance was bliss, and this is something that I won't miss,
and this is....
(Bizzy)
See, I went down and dirty and she liked the sucky sucky
fire by force
He was strong and he just couldn't fold
He remembers men violating his Mum
When he was only 6 years old
And the same man dat you used buss
Kung Foo Kung Foo
Riding dirty with a packet that good
You ain't with it step aside then move
Ain't nobody do it like we do uh huh
In the drop in
Kung Foo (Kung Foo)
Riding dirty with a packet that good
You ain't with it step aside then (Move)
Ain't nobody do it like we do (Uh huh)
In the drop in
Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch
Watching the clouds roll by
They remind her of her lover, how he left her, and of times
your man
I'll take no other and be glad
And we'll walk down this old road together
You and me thick like thieves
Boots all worn and dirty knees
ass faygo (It’s dirty)
Silly n****, let me take you n***** back to school (Goofy)
Ruler clip I’m the maintenance man with the tools
Trickle off
interfear
Noooooo
Meowth:
Miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man
Help her on her thrown
So I'm keeping her unprotected
She never ever feel
divine
In her own eyes she was less than prime
So sublime her smile upside down would decorate her lip line
Words note this cry for help by a wise man
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