why do we want this useless crap things we'll never need we can never ever just be satisfied no matter how much we have its never enough
scratches "Get a ugly chick" and "Ugly chicks can screw."] [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Looking at my Rolex, it's 12:00 And my dick ... is hard as a
: Seen her on the streets Selling her body just to make ends meet Everyday is the same sad story She prays but no one answers back Her soul never had
me trouble enough. And she's a ball of light. I'm in the tunnel of love with the American dream. And I was born too soon. A little good luck, never
Seems like every time you turn around There's another hard-luck story that you're gonna hear And there's really nothin' anyone can say And I never did
ticket on the train to an early grave! I never worried hater, that what happens, I'm okay! Reap what you sough! - And every kinda game you play Never
: [Eminem] Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin
know I'd know better Now I know you better I never wanted you to be so full of anger (anger), I never wanted you to be somebody else I never wanted
together for so many years that I never thought it would end but it's hard to realize you won the world when you hold it in your hand. I never thought
mankind. ("Kind. Kind. Kind...") For real, for real. I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. Said everybody shine. C'mon." It's not luck that I'm sittin'
you gonna handle me? You want me to lolligag and talk that bullshit? I refuse to play so I'm gon' speak that Southern good shit That harder than yo' hood
But three shakes just don't cut the cake when your necktie from bobbing Life's a stage, street's the cage, we dungeon rats Outkast and Goodie Mobbin Enough
lost in the shuffle, Cuz they didnt know the game was a hustle, But watchin all the card sharks aint the hard part, The hard part is known how to play
Late night under the moon as they assume I'm slanging drugs Cause I'm hooded up, thought a G a night wasn't good enough Pushed my luck, yo they had a
: Why are we never satisfied The grass is always greener on the other side Fear of never having enough, dreams that turns into rust Sometimes it's
was food on the table enough to fill him up His house was full of life - His house was full of love But when winter days arrived There was never money enough
was down on my luck Out of my bucks Growlin' my gut while in a rut How I was smilin' when falice was callin' on uh I was proud and I bust loud and enough
