forever And we?re hanging on together And we?re hanging on forever Hey there, one in a million Hey there, one in a million One in a million, life?s
there one in a million One in a million Life?s in motion You?ve got me spinning As our world?s collide Hey there one in a million I feel alive as our
Hey there one in a million One in a million Life?s in motion You?ve got me spinning As our world?s collide Hey there one in a million I feel alive as
world-wide exposure with a bunch of niggaz that don't give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiers I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer Westside
feet down A nigga big as King Kong in the street now I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib Its palm trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid I
't feelin' the kid Tried to find out where I lived, so they could run in my crib But you can't hustle a hustler, I peeped in a sled Back then niggas yousta
nigga? DROP DEAD. [mumbles:] Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop "G UNIT" "Somthin new" I'm not that nigga in your video I'm not a trick I don't love
i play on boats in the south of France baby, St. Tropez Get a tan? im already black Rich? I'm already that gangsta, get a gat hit a head in a hat call that a
a real hard rhyme" --- Keith Murray "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard
be if 19 million motherfuckers grew to be just like me? Chorus [Eminem] I never knew I.. knew I'd.. have a new house or a new car A couple years
it Like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us You hear it a lot lyrics to shock, Is it a miracle Or am I just a product of pop fizzin' up? Fa shizzel
cookin keys in your kitchen buried a half a mill, in my backyard steel through all the excitement, federal indictment now I'm on the run, with 10 birds and a
a pain in the ass, fifty grand on Windex kid They keep it clean the whole bottom is glass So you can see the sharks and piranhas, a pair of pajamas That
an 8-ball, ready to brawl All for one, all for Pillage, run y'all across stage Come in your state, bust down your gate Throw spit like a tre'-8, Ghostface
A/k/a the street hustler from the Westside Too damn fly, too much finesse for the hoo ride I rather take a mark off smooth Cause the skilll of a hustler
But damn.. [ VERSE 1 ] Just a kid, moms died when I was seven Pops died, eleven, what's up with heaven? It's hell when you're an orphan at a early age
strip one night, a bachelor got locked off in the west ah yeah, they done it too fast, the house under heard a gun blast a wild wannabe be one, right
And I'm on one, I got one You a pussy nigga, I'm not one So call it a night, call it a night And I run this, and y'all know that I take the purple and