Hello there! Good to see you, x4 How are you? I need you.. I can't get you out of my mind 'Cause i've been thinking about your eyes And I
there! Good to see you, x4 How are you? I need you. I can't get you out of my mind 'Cause i've been thinking about your eyes And I've been thinking
Übersetzung: And Then I Turned Sieben. I Need You.
go its the truth So I figure while i'm waitin' on my turn i'm a blow up the booth I've seen niggas in wheel chairs, eye patches and crutches Arm slings
deep and the fame is brief And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' me I came straight up out the gutta I was saved from hell And I'm a thug I was
ass? Why you always wearin Spandex you fat bitch? I know your pussy stinks, you fat hoe I'm puttin Jenny Craig on you bitch I'm about to put a twenty-
Then days went by, then days went by, then days went by.. I was tired of havin' shit.. Then days went by, then days went by, then days went by.. I seen
me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin coat If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'll be dope Tossed and turn in my sleep at night Woke up the
Lighten up the carpet 'til you activate crispy. When they all dead, I'm huntin' down the Kimota. Kill his fuckin' ass then I go stoke Simota. Don't give
I sell a twenty, a ten, and I won't let you slide I need all ten, and I ain't takin' nine ninety-nine So how you figure you're gettin' up around the Bone
you can see where I be coming from See what I'll be dealing with, understanding some of them These people acting dumb to me, and I can't seem to concentrate Then I
Come on, turn the lights out, man Turn it way down Hey Mister Lightman You gotta turn those lights way down, man! Hey, I'm not kidding, you gotta turn
up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?) I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin phlegm
.. [both] I'm just fuckin with you, cause I got nothin to do [Eminem] I am bored!!!!! I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders
And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you Cuz you my nigga Doc, and Eazy I'm still wit you Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just bein real
M's, I need a (Relapse) And bitches, grab my mic, give me feedback Reggie you an asshole, baby I be that Yeah, I get cocky when the beat pumping You know
Give me a dollar and I turn that bitch into five And all I need is one more, to get things started Get retarded, and once you -- I'mma fix these artists
