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John John Da Don
What's your puppies name? Jean
Claude The Dog?
Pat Stay, I tell these cats straight
You got the most mix matched face
Chipmunk

Crushed by adversity
But a few rise above it is
Their only positive choice they must confront
These daily fears and overcome them
Or submit to the downward

So Far... [Clean]

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP2 [Clean] [Deluxe Edition]

2013

stand all these kids with their camera cellphones
I can't go anywhere, I get so mad I could yell, the
Other day someone got all elaborant
And stuck

So Far...

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP 2

2013

When I mix my corn with my fucking mashed
Potatoes, so what? Ho, kiss my country bumpkin ass
Missouri Southern roots, what the fuck is upper-class?

tags shit
I been investing all my cash 
Hope these profit margins have me balling James Harden

Yeah we takin off just like a rocket 
You not the plug

conscience wave
I'm so lost and I've been lost for days and days and days and days and days
Feels like yesterday I lost my brother James
All this weed I'm

that's how it goes and none of my dogs legit
I'm still tryna buy these poles for the low, man, I'm bargainin'
I ain't a pharmacist, I mix rebase with

life got you caught by Surprise
Didn’t make it to see 38 no
Zuuop she coming my way bitch
Sipping the drank w the coke mix
Write like a author I’m taking

Only thing I didn't know they was cappin then 
Wishing me good luck but this ain't St. Patrick's Day
This is your majesty 
This is what happens when

I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting

Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down

not be forgot
About the day my deejay turned into an autobot
He got struck by lightning in an electrical storm
He got on the wheels of steel and began

tour, I appreciate it
Jid took me to Europe, I'm honored to be affiliated
The day Em spit me my lyrics, I knew I really made it
To have him and Royce

Welcome to my world
We keeping it hot as a flame
They can feel the heat from way back
It's a new day I'm not the same
Lost time then I found my way

With my brothers up in Stockton
We get it poppin, we skipping the talking
Walk in the room you surrounded by bosses all day
Dodging the law hoe I’m

cannot erase
Take copy and paste
Penning these verses and eight
The penmanship I exude is of dystopian taste
Characterized by world issues full
Of drama

Some days I wanna go home
Be with my Dad on the throne
But I wanna bring my bros
So I'm gonna write these flows

Saved by the word of God that's

the gunman but I love the kids (woo)
Quavo Superman, Quavo John Wick (uh)
And you don't want the two to mix
(not at all)
Have a Fourth of July on the sixth
(pa

planet
Went hermit
I'm never in a rush
When I'm perfecting the mix
Elegant in muddy waters
Rolling peppermint piff
A florida jit
Impressed by nothing less

these rocks this creek?
 Raton Canyon by name pours
 Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
  into your angler'd maw 
  My salt maw shall

the brakes and crashed it
Now these niggas all wanna be a star, but end up looking like Patrick
Mask on Finna go ghost me a nigga like Partick
I don't know

I went through a lot just to get to the top
June 10th when the mix finna drop
Came a long way from serving them blocks
Hiding out so we didn't get

Where we at?
Boldy James, real name James Clay Jones III (Mr. Jackson)
Was involved in a two-car accident (227)
That happened in the Detroit

forcing it)
I'm fixing to mix this lean with the sprite (Fixing to get right)
Baby girl we gone make it it’s alright (We gone do it)
Gone making love by

Aye, ion see no competition mane
Like I'm the shit
You play you lay, may the best win
Squid game in session
I start off my day gettin' money don't