I woke up late Fell back to sleep Along the way You followed me Though forest white A snow blown night Blinded by your beauty, I Lost my step And woke
: [Mr. Mixx] Ghetto Style Dee-Jays! Don't touch that stereo! Ghetto Bass [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] What's up, party people, we're back again Bringin'
, 50 Cent, Jay-Z, Cashis, Stat Quo) It's not about lyrics anymore, it's about a hot beat and a catchy hook [Eminem] If we gotta dumb down our style
: [Talking] As I blaze, can't help but think about my little nephew My young nigga, Joe Roc, and all the little niggaz Walkin' the bloody trail, followin
that style that I know you'l like im from detroit the city of boom (boom) I used to send violent j to his room (whut?!) when I bust this funky style
But then I'll snatch it off your neck and diss you cold It's like a fantasy it's irony my rhymes go down in history Hit my boys proven with the freshest
even a nigga, you know? The person who actually kicked everything off was Joe 3H from Capitol Records. He wanted to sign me really bad. [Joe:] "We gonna
hier wie Kiss Komm auf die Buhne und battle mich, Bitch Probier wie man turkische Penise kusst Du warst gerne wie ich, true und normal Kool und loyal, fresher
the mic doggin the show So you listen to my style, whaddaya say? (We never heard a DJ rap quite that way) Well, Pooh is so fresh, he cuts so def He transform
: (feat. Bun B, Crooked I, Joe Budden) [Bun B] Let's get it started like transmission and alternators Got the keys in the cage ready for who you call
Komm auf die Buhne und battle mich, Bitch Probier wie man turkische Penise kusst Du warst gerne wie ich, true und normal Kool und loyal, fresher als
[Verse 1 - Eminem] If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it Then so be it 'Cause nowadays these kids, jeez Don't give a shit about lyrics All they wanna
they looked def Yo, that was fresh Word! Let's go left So here goes the keys On which it depends She's got One, two, three, four Fresh girlfriends Baby
Ghetto style Dee-Jays Don't touch that stereo Ghetto bass, Ghetto bass Ghetto bass, Ghetto bass What's up, party people, we're back again Bringin' you
[Eminem] If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it then so be it cause nowadays these kids, jeez don't give a shit bout lyrics all they wanna hear is
rocks with a splash of Satan Stash right here with the ratchet waitin, since you hatin Name the place and the date and {"Put some money on it"} [Styles
dat rip through his vest If you ain't got sticks well you better invest (yes) A nigga used to dream of that water blue Now I swapped out for sumtin with killer view Fresh
your car I'd be like ahh fuck If I was a balloon I'd be like.... If I was Alyssa Milano I'd be fucking Joe Bruce If I was a radio DJ I'd probably say
