Ich hab bis jetzt jeden, der mich liebte, in die Knie gezwungen, niemand wusste mit mir umzugehen, nicht mal meine Familie, wenn ich vor Kalte fast erfror
up my act Because actions speak so much louder than words So I'll tell you I'm sorry in advance For any apology that doesn't meet your demands Let's set a
disguised in a masquerade of lies When all the while you were planning my demise The north has no place for a Florida boy who loves snow There's a twinkle
maybe misery Is what I need to keep my sanity And I don't mean if things don't go my way I'll be pleased to meet you And maybe yesterday Was the day
there's nothing like starting over She swears she's never coming back again Until she comes running over She's gonna swear she's never coming back again And maybe
prayed a lot. But maybe there's a loving God.. And that may be a foolish thought.. Or maybe there is a God. And I have never prayed a lot. But maybe
to place And nobody's taking sides Maybe there's a world that I'm still to find Maybe there's a world that I'm still to find Open up a world and let
to get ya mouth wet Full of buzz, let me put the plug in the outlet, maybe Maybe so, yes or no, shit I never stress a hoe I let's a hoe (Come on), if
guess them nightmares as a child had me scared, but left me prepared for a while Is there another route? For a crooked Outlaw Veteran, a villian, a young
] Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o (It's all about you) No matter where I go, I see the same hoe (Yeah nigga, ha ha ha ha!) Every other
a happy home [Chorus] Ha..ppy.. home.. (let's turn this house into a happy home) Ha..ppy.. home.. (finally made it out my mom's house, got a happy home) Ha
But Pain The World Crazy, Still Looking For A Queen To Plant Seeds And Have Babies Maybe I'll Be The One Or Just Maybe Im Lost You'll Never Know Being
four in the morning Shit slow down, I'm just fucking with you I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker, ha ha Eh, a niggas calls object, call some bitches
(feat. Eminem, Dr. Dre) [50] Sh-sh-sh-SHA-DY! Aftermath [Em] Ha ha, G-G-G-G, G-Unit! [50] Ha ha! (Ha ha) [Chorus: 50 + Eminem] Cause we came here to
the Ferrari, maybe the Bulgari Range and Maserati I got 'em all got damn My money, my, my, my money, long I blackout and break a bat over your a** like
trophy case I think noting of it [Chorus]2x [50 cent talking] Ha, ha, ha, this is too much fun man Ay, ay n**** I seen your little DVD n**** Ha, ha, ha
King Of New York maybe get your money up choose a pimp and we can talk maybe. They say the games to be sold not told. I sprinkle a lil shit in my lines