, the Bay got it) You God damn right (Yeah man, LA got it) You say drug pattern awareness (Chicago, Ohio, Boston, Philly) You God damn right (Australia
what it's about Pretence and illusion to avoid who you are Don't work on yourself, just polish the car Switch on the telly afraid you might find That as well as a body you
Bugz] Who's that??? Who's that? [Culture VI] CULTURE VI! [Chorus: Hystwise] Yo, You want war then you got it C V I be Frontline with guns in our pockets You
or at a show you'll be takin' a loss If you ain't rhymin' like this you'll be takin' a loss Have you cryin' like a bitch when you takin' a loss [Deacon
No I had an interview not you two) You gonna be late for soundcheck Man I ain't goin' to soundcheck But our mics are screwed up and his always sound best You
candle and place it up on the mantle Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the fuckin handle So when you find yourself wrapped up in the blinds
by, it surrounds you Don't look or you'll turn to stone [Shaggy 2 Dope:] In your face black sand thrown Then my knife rips you open from your balls to
your boys if you're down for making loot 'Cause if not, when the heat gets hot you get scorched You're caught up like being in court, fighting the wars
wallpaper is turned to a piss yellow tint The post is a prank, all the faces are gone The bodies are dancing, taunting me in spirit The sounds are everything
or would you do to her What you usually do to a girl who's skin's newer? [as Yoda] "In a world of sin you are, this is turnin into a Torment tournament
me You, talk an' you soon will see You don't wanna bump heads with me I know you don't want it with me You, talk an' you soon you will see You know
Da 5'9"] Can't stop the hustle, Royce nickel nine Glock stops the tussle, nine shots'll bust you Pine box'll stuff you, fuck you! ("Fuck you!") I am
fucked up as you woulda been if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda thought Slim Shady would be somethin that you woulda bought that woulda made you
Demented brain in constant pain Stealing through the night with a knife Don't know who but hes after your life He don't care who you are jelly For
out of place Practices Are left shot by the Box Pro Activist You Fucks don?t like to vote rally or fight You Suck on you tv?s internet and satellite
to see if you're still sleepin', burn a hole in your tongue Bloody bodies in caskets, the measure are drastic Dead babies in my house suffocated by plastic Think you can beat me? You
I just don't have the time You bore me with your useless life, but you never know about mine Listen to me closely, do exactly what I say Give me what I want from you