time I drive down the street, ??? You know I'm so slow now ??? I feel you somewhere in this town. I need you more than sight and sound. ??? without you around. Bury me with you
who you let take my place. And I can't decide whether to apologize or go on being dry inside. And I spend all my time hoping you'll drop by. And you
fuck how you feel inside And I realize you're right. Do you think I'd lie about the way I see things? This is the last time. This is the last time That
I took some pills and woke up somewhere near your apartment I took some pills and woke up somewhere near your apartment And I don't recall how I wound
money now, I ain't hurt nigga You want a verse, I get mad, not work with you If you got street money, then the price different You in the major league, you know you
Reperations are due Its true Caught up in this world I took advantage of you So tell the babies how I love them Precious boys and girls Born black in this white mans world and all
Fuck you to the F.B.I Fuck you to the C.I.A Fuck you to the B-u-s-h Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice mutha fuckas And fuck
found my truck and broke it up out there in jersey You can ask my son he will tell ya my dads fucking crazy She filled his head with shit and now I think
the scene. The fellas with hell of a harmony with the flow hooked up with Eazy-E and shook up the industry and y'all just in time to get another phase
in the trunk Set 'em up with the murder Eazy E died, he gone, and now Bone and Mo! seekin' revenge on this song Soon to take him head on and he's drunk
likes it..the hell Cause you stepped on the sex But guess who will show you, you gotta pass the check Got my clock on deck and my custom vest streets You
yo get the hell down I'm certified nigga, where you sitting is spell bound Your dogs walking, just hearing the hell hounds Burn you with the heaters spitting
! I will rise my fate with the axe of hate! and when the day has come, for you to face the truth, I'll drive my craving axe on you! Hail Pendragon Lord
monsters Whose guitars bequeath you pain They'll face you down to their level With their addictions and their fast lanes Corrupt with shaky visions And crack and coke and
kill you.. [Eminem] Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been through hell
kill you.. [Eminem:] Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, I'ma conceal you in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film you Buck with me, I been through hell
Give me two fat tabs and three shrooms And you won't see me like fat people in steam rooms And when I go to hell and I'm gettin ready to leave I'ma put
it Bitch, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately You ain't fucking with' Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce You don't wanna see the