lead singer of my band... My Band Roxanne Shatan Loves me The hottest boy band in the world... D12! [Eminem as a salsa singer] I'm the lead singer of my band
man All because I'm the lead singer of my band [Bridge - Eminem] My band, my band, my band, my band, my band, my band, my band, my band, my baaaaaaaaand, my band
the lead singer of my band... My Band [Repeated 9x] [Outro] The hottest boy band in the world... D12! [Eminem as a salsa singer] I'm the lead singer of my band
Übersetzung: D12. My Band.
the lead singer of my band... My Band (Repeated 9x) (Outro) The hottest boy band in the world... D12! (Eminem as a salsa singer): I'm the lead singer of my band
Jacksonville So I can mix my rice with your lima beans Drop my ham hogs and see your mustard greens And turn you O.U.T. in my B.E.D then wash it all down
lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
: Mr. Porter & Swifty McVay (D-12) [Intro: Eminem] Haha, Swifty McVay! Mr. Porter, the Kon Artis (ha!) I told you we wasn't leavin, c'mon! [Swifty
ay my ikcd-ay, 'scuse my igp-ay atinl-ay But uckf-ay you igp-ay [Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}] This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this
cups of coffee I'm thinking (where'd you go?) Nobody likes you, everyone left you (where'd you go?) They're all out without you havin' fun (where'd
work ya wrist then I get my wrist game on cause my wrist game strong And my wrist flexible like I broke my wrist bone I got muscles in my wrist, cause
Everytime that paper hits my tongue And sometimes it seems so odd When my veins are poppin and I'm on the nod I am the bullgod...you understand And here in my head is my
a fuck about a ho doe [Verse 2: Young D] Young d & yea I'm with the fam fam flinstones in my ear & ma pebbles go bam bam Big belt around my waist lookin
played And the words I wrote down on a page When I was 12 years old and small town raised You tell the crowd you're paying dues I'd tell them this is
sour D's will smell sweet All these niggas think they sell them on Canal Street I'm sittin' twelve feet, fuck, can you tell me I let the 12's beat, '
