again All the new ideas are gone Is it true . I'm blue all over From pointing at myself Is it true now that it's over I should have checked myself
We ghetto fab, let our bling bling show Driveway like a dealership, don't walk no more We wiling out, all day, all night Cus this is my life, my life,
there in the White House With your homosexual mentalities and female persuasions Yeah, I'm talkin to all the J. Edgar Hoovers That are still left in there All
she hides, All the cuts and all the bruises She says it's warpaint for the eyes. She tells her son she did the best she could as she buries Dad.
go neon blue The most theatrical MC battle of all time I rip jackers like you, you know my call sign Kill a cobra, stick hooker over behovin' Motorise
Ain't never been fly, I'm a General bitch I'm a gangsta, put the 4-5 to you thinker and bang you I don't know y'all niggaz, y'all is strangers And fucking
smells of weed, Smoke, don't act like you don't wanna know. Cause' we got the city on smash. As the strobe lights Flash, all I do is drink more champs
half 'Kool G Rap' [Kool G Rap] Yo check it yo yo Yo if it ain't about the dough than I ain't with it at all Wrong nigga to call if the bid is to small
my player ways keep me with plenty dimes, see I'ma shine like all six of my gold teeth, when a nigga get through cooking up, this O-Z, all night on
the skill - baby! Aight baby? - Slim Shady. Kick eighty million rhymes, till I'm older than Grady Spilled gravy. - All over my damn navy blue avi. [Outro
style, yo (Speak on it God) Yo, I was a wild adolescent, blessed with the foul essence Messin around with the wrong crowd, I learned my lesson Stressin all
it so blue? And tell me, dad, what does God look like to you? I said, He looks like a rainbow, just after the rain, He's as golden as wheat dancing over
Know what I'm saying, Big Haystak Street Flavor Records, bitch, represent I remember when I was young All my people told me I could Be anything I wanted
, simply as a plus or minus sign. Loved you even when you were 2 pink lines. Honey what are you thinking, Baby Blue or Pink? I can't tell, sonogram reveals it all, Berets over
all-blue yankee is my graduation cap, and Hooo-vaaa, dipping different rovers whipping with the soda Hooo-vaaa could u even have any doubt that the doubter is over
in the county jail Nobody seemed to give a damn They say a white man posted bail My dad said not to breathe a word I told my brother all I heard And
feel rain fallin' right out of the blue sky. An' it's the fifth of May, an' I'm right there starin' in your eyes. That's all it takes, an' I'm in that
