Lyrics:
to react tip of the tack
Sound like I'm mumbling but I won't do that
This whole games like hide and seek
Run and hide can't hide from me
Take another step
Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too
You think I give a damn about a GRAMMY?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me
"But
white trash
Miss me with the bullshit, get frisbee'd right back
I know Many Men who'd hit you with Fifty by chance
A bunch of conniving cons that are
can put a melody over this...
No
Yeah! I am the melody
Hate me
Nigga hate me
You a dummy funny
Lady
I'll name you katie
Talking shit
You like
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
and please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital"
Preacher, preacher, fifth grade teacher
You can't reach me, my mom
and please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital"
Preacher, preacher, fifth grade teacher
You can't reach me, my mom
a human being,
Looking for a place to breathe
If you feel what I feel,
It'll mean so much to me
But if not, take a minute
To believe in a scene
never play the game by the book
If you're livin too large, ya better watch that ass
Cause the IRS,
Is gonna take yo stash
<you can't take my money, you
you hear me out?
I don't know your face
But i hear your voice
When the songs not over
Will you hear me out?
Will you sing my name?
Will you let me
and your managers hang on your neck
And you're claiming to be independent
Your label is just like your shirt size: I
Can't figure out where the head is
In
rich
Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage, smoked out like Eckrich
Bandage making my neck itch, what the fuck? Give me the check bitch
You just lost
with this sort of fuckery
Can you imagine the pain i be spitting from this
So suddenly
I can't see you now well i'm simpping by my lonely
Really missing
put yourself about
Bring two out, and take all your regiment out
Pussy, you're swinging swords at OAPs
You couldn't test in twenty-twenty
, the movie, or Jadakiss, niggas just can't fuck with Jayceon
So let's go
Laa, da da da dup da ah
Thought you love me before
I'm glad to kill it some more
, the movie, or Jadakiss, niggas just can't fuck with Jayceon
So let's go
Laa, da da da dup da ah
Thought you love me before
I'm glad to kill it some more
just can't fuck with Jayceon
So let's go
Laa, da da da dup da ah
Thought you love me before
I'm glad to kill it some more
Every hood needs an anthem
you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich, or your can spinach and spam
'Til you gotta sip through a straw, shoplift through the mall
Pictures of me on my
mama
Say fuck all that drama
Cause all of her problems
Aint messing wit me
I dont got patience for that
I am not waiting for that
Cant even tell you
How
the books out
You're shook now can't take what you took out
The game still rings true the truth written into me and you
Writing lyrics is like blind dating
somebody do that there
Late at night, at home, get ratchet, can you do that there?
Way out when I'm on road, you send me do that there
Told you I'ma be
smell your scent for miles
Just like animals, animals, like animals mals
Baby I’m-
I’m an underdog, but you’re dog food
Bear with me, no Biggie
It’ll
my hips
If I do that then I can't kiss you on your lips
By the way if you see my Dad
Ask him if he seen my spread in Gay Al's porno mag
(Chorus)
Hi,
back to
IDubbbz' grill to Ricegum
"Biggie's overrated
Ever hear Vanilla Ice though?"
Dude, did you hear the new Eminem Album?
Yeah, it kinda sucked
No
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