I got no bread on the table I got no job that`s fucking stable You don`t like the way I look You only like to stare HATE KILL DESTROY HATE KILL DESTROY
Übersetzung: Das Business. Hass Kill Destroy.
and I won't kill you! [Teller] What? Oh my god, don't kill me [Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around... [Teller] Don't kill me, please
try to destroy me It occurred to me, this old nigga's words couldn't be realer I'm on top now, slightest drama, I'll have ta kill ya Cause animals sense
men would try to destroy me" It occurred to me, this old niggas words couldn't be realer I'm on top now, slightest drama, I'll have ta kill ya 'Cuz animals
in the bag, bitch And I won't kill you What? Oh my God, don't kill me I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin' around Just don't kill me, I have two
Somebody pull the trigger We are in business now We'll make a killing man I don't know why we're hated Yeah, we got problems too It's only filthy land
withdraw Clerk: OK Eminem: Put the fucking money in the bag bitch and i wont kill you Clerk:Dont kill me Eminem: I said i wasnt gonna fucking kill you
killed competition, with no way out as an opposition Execute the passengers on the flight by executive decision Then reminisce on how shady the business
little folk -- we! Too little to love or to hate Leave us alone and you'll see That we can bring down the state Mistletoe killing an oak Rats gnawing
day and a rocked the crowd i destroy and completely evaporize my opponents be on it like a hornet kickin dat in your stomach dogg gone it tell my why they wanna kill
the little folk, we Too little to love or to hate Leave us alone and you'll see How we can drag down the state Mistletoe killing an oak Rats gnawing
are the little folk -- we! Too little to love or to hate Leave us alone and you'll see How we can bring down the state Mistletoe killing an oak Rats gnawing
has instilled the thinking that refugees are Problems and not people...Xenophobia kills Patriotism plants the seeds of ignorance and hate Destroying the
, I salute you if you could get at the general in my military Racks and racks and tracks and stacks and gats, I could destroy an entire village when I kill
cops and the whole fuckin' calvary Snorted d rugs and had them niggaz blast at me (Gunshots) You can't kill me, I'm a fuckin killa you can't kill
day and a rocked the crowd I destroy and completely evaporize my opponents Be on it like a hornet kickin dat in your stomach Dogg gone it tell my why they wanna kill
of little boys Suicidal bombers killing for a cause, nationally exposed internal flaws Officials above the law, they get away with murder. All while making their business
