, we'll put our oaths at stake in a heaven that all icicles make. All my devotion, compelled by an ocean, of all the years to come of all the years
ya wife keep her at home tonight She might neva come home again nigga, aight! Teeth, neck, wrists all ice my lifes like Ridin' in Ca$hville runnin all
to jail throwin blows at tha po pos breakin they nails screamin loud goin all out Damn I did You stayed locked down at moms house watchin tha kids, thru
1] [dre] now make it shake... [rpt 2] [Outro: Dre, 2Pac] uh, yeah, uh, longbeach in tha house, uh yeah Oaktown, Oakland definately in tha house
part of my life since I was chupando tete I went from buildings with dope holes and boys with gold fronts to fucking dope hoes and houses with beach fronts
: [Eminem:] Ladies and gentlemen make some noise Aww shit Yeah Y'all ready to get this shit started or what Well I brought some friends with me too
police record said it doesn't exist I'll show you all the meaning of a Christmas list I'll show you all the meaning of a Christmas list I'll show you
: Hannah Sings (this is the life) Host: fourteen year old sensation, Hannah Montana continues her smash tour with another Sold out show tomorrow night
that I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it) [Mr. Short Khop] Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there (Foe life) I'm still there my house
are Gucci (why) Cause I stomp creeps, I'm beyond beats Big war guns, check out my arm reach I'll get ya moms leaked (where) stretch out in Palm Beach
all the hookers, God Damn It I got Sensational Sherry, Juicy Lucy, Nasty Nancy, and Tammy Toe Jam All of them ready, willing, and able to give the mack daddy all the dollas And all
got it goin on Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home Check the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town Fourteen, pimp of the year
if you allowed to witness this Savvy mouth Wild, hardly A man's man Who woulda knew the beach houses and wild parties Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's For years, all
yo I alternated with the greatest, upgraded my speech We Violator violatin, y'all niggaz capiche? It's unsafe like late night on (?) Beach Drink some
another CD just to see paper And before you see me you'll see the maker All I see is more chances, more advances More houses, no spouses, more beaches
as he could Without making a sound His feet were flying trough dirt and mud Each step propelled by a rush of blood And all he wanted to do After all these years
what the hell Old gray-hair granny ain't here no more She o.d.-ed on [?] You think that's bad? Well, that ain't all We're all goin down drinkin nasty
For It Balla Of The Year I Oughta Win A Award I Got Money Offshore That I Made Off Tour Cash Stashed In A Paper Bag From A Whore Some From The Dro, Some All
