my hair Divine works all around me I can't get past the evidence The fact that your invisible, to me, is irrelevant I know your heaven sent, straight to the virgin birth
unborn child.. To my unborn.. [2Pac] Now ever since my birth, I've been cursed since I'm born to wild in case I never get to holla at my unborn child
a week to go down) You recollects and see how crazy it sounds The whole town's on a mission, adolescents (penitentary bound) (Now introducin Young Trigga) Since birth
m bustin' on these motha fuckas ballin' Listen you can hear my mini 14 callin'. From out the window of my drop top I got my glock cocked bustin' at niggas
followed it On Christmas day That marked the birth place of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ All free from sin Here to give us a chance at everlasting
responses" And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at
: OK, I'm going to attempt to drown myself You can try this at home You can be just like me! Mic check one two.. we recordin? I'm cancerous, so when
in a verse Slim Shady, a perverted virgin at birth {or "version of birth"} Driving off, leaving the murdered virgin at church The first person searching
dropper" "Slim Shady" "N....nau..naughty...ro..ro..rotten rhyme....rhyme..rhy..rhymer" "Mr. Eon" "Illest rhyme drop...drop..drop..dro..dro..rhyme dropper
It comes time I take back what was once mine Crunch time in the first quarter, from the worst slaughter Devil's poisonin the birth water The earth daughter
buffont hair Shiny shiny buffont hair Yes that's right I'm the lady with the healthy buffont hair (Touch it, look at it) When I walk into the post office Drop
We trip the light, ride to the rhythm's of the night Skin tight honeys show me love at first sight Work light krazy legs nonstop body drop My hip hop drop
booty Tryin to get one of these nice ladies to come up to my room and do, me Have her man like who's, he Was a pimp at birth, first ho was a nurse And
was born December 4th Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces He was the last of my 4 children The only one who didn't give me any pain when i gave birth to
the bad egg or bad news A bastard a black sheep a black guard (Get 'em get 'em he's over there) All the vagabonds thieves [Chorus:] Look at the things
this shit is headin for a dead-end, stop your sweatin like Otis Reading, got your pants wettin Snuck up on you at your wedding, at your honeymoon, turn
sad eyes and tears Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn't bear I searched for the truth since my youth And went to church since birth, but it wasn't
corner putting me in a spoon Anticipating the feeling you're gonna have soon Burning me, turning me into liquid form It's a great habit what you wanna kick it for You look at
