one who should be pointing fingers, don't you see, but you're too kind Someday this alarm of mine might finally stop its beeping but it's not likely Go, go leave my alarm
mic and my game face on The mic is my chosen weapon, I stay armed K-O rock every show that we perform Prepare for the calm before the brainstorm The shift of my
suck my wings Stand on my money headbutt yao ming Putcha hand in the oven if ya touch my things I'm shufflin the cards bout to cut my queens But I ain
flow and its sealed Now I got Swedish women yelling "Tech N9NE's filled" [Eminem] This place is my house, I might as well erase my face wit Withe-out
My chick is buggin', she trippin' My dick keep slippin' out my boxer drawers Now I'm caught up in the drug sting Niggas is callin' my horn, police is
while shaving you from my face and i'll not be your victim i've escaped all of my senses gave me good warning every signal flashed alarm - my mind slept
hound dogged my balls) {I've been known to cast illusions throughout Shangri-La walls} {I keep it bloody, me and my buddy beyond nutty} (Make nuns act
So qet a new ala Rm for me and miss NiCKi barns cause we kill everyone and get aquiitted in the morn. So qet a new alarm for me and ms NiCKi barns cause
of it Where you're not human, you are not human.? But nobody heard the boy's cry of alarm. Nobody there 'cept for the birds around the New England farm
Today is the day And I'm on my way See you when you're wandering by And you still catch my eye Blow my mind Cause my face you won't regognize I
them thangs to prove it Cross with the Mack, in fact, my game's the truest Now I'm on the highway, doin it my way With Street, Illegal, Meth, Roc, and
: [Hook:] You look like a bitch gotcha face all bent up I like a pimp got my gators and my pimp You take orders and run errands I take vactions with
winning You should have let me stay in bed I've got this ticking in my head I'm a tick-tick-ticking time bomb Won't you stay out of my face today
and then I darted upstairs Crashed through my door then jumped on my bed Pulled the covers up over my head And said, "Oh please do somethin with Fred!" He jumped on my
falling down When I finally get these feet back on the ground In the sunshine down on my face Braking through Old things that were once lost now are new
ditch we ride Yo, yo, yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my