Lyrics:
Chilling in Paris
You know where that is
Got two girls by my side and they call me attractive
Got no worries in my sight
Yeah I'm keeping it
knocking the hustle
Kaczor got the muscle if we get in a tussle
From Burbank to Brussels
We getting these checks
With Alex and Vteck and the Dj Decks
Partner
Right
Uh oh uh oh
Hey Curtis check this out
La la la la la
Listen up
Once upon a time
Eminem was the king
Until this California rocker
Dropped in
back
You rent it out to someone else
You'll make more money than you ever did before
Food to rent, food to borrow
Deposit required, I'll return it by
Week after week we’ve
been running through
this. And the car in the
yard is running stationary
We were heading for
Brussels
You were showing your
lookin' over my shoulder, Proof get it poppin' like shoulder
Hold up
[Eminem:] (We nothin' but soldiers)
Slow up
[Eminem:] (This gun is loaded)
Roll up
of their casket
Damn, pay the price for actin' ladylike
We rarely see black Eminems, kinda shady right?
You sent the shot, so I flashed back like it's
5'9"]
Over-protected, heed the poet's connections
When it goes in effect the only thing froze is the necklace
That's it, keep the gat by me, I'm that
I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Eminem's in town
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
Snoop put me up on how
I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Eminem's in town
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
Snoop put me up on how
the land of Coca-Cola!
I left Rome and landed in Brussels
In a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried
Clergymen in uniform and young
Girls pulling muscles
like megacities bleached so hold the photos
Above flood water in boats fleeing your homes
Fate sealed by the ignorance of older voters
Continued by
Aye,
LeeBaby
Would you hold a nigga down if I'm in that jail
Would you ride by my side if I did the race
If you don't wanna stay down while we eat
Yuh, Yuh
Ayy, Ayy, Yeah
(Produced by BlackMayo)
Uh
Blue hundreds in pockets
I'm feeling so crippy
I don't need friends, niggas too iffy
Racks in
my uncle singing Caroline
Gucci on the buckle do the shuffle with my alibi
Forget a scuffle smoke the Brussel and hammer hammer time
I don't trust you
the roots of quest
To find love
But Cupid didn't want to shoot heartbeats
And rejected by many cause I look too young
I guess I had too much to
Drink from
the thought of home
Paris and Geneva Brussels Rome
Running round the Vatican a sucking your ice cream
Let Bungles guide your summer dream
Yes never fear
they’re baffled by the way he spoke
and all those million minds he woke
though he told ‘em the same old jokes
he told ‘em the same old jokes
more in the cemetaries
And all ya fake mens is dead and buried
[Chorus- Eminem]
We just came to party
We aint comin here to start shit wit no body
Girl
was shot
In Berlin stopped by the polizai
For drunk driving and everyone smiled
In Prague I knew I'd been a witch
Burnt alive, a pyre of Soviet
I'm gonna sleep by myself tonight
Kiss the world good night
We just hit mile three thousand thirty three
We're heading west on interstate eighty,
you to slip on the oak vine
I'ma do this nigga like I was chewing a pork rind nigga
Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the 'Gram
Chris Brown
Wrapping the bottle through her ass, yeah Oh, oh, for my brothers in the hood fight the struggle man My hands keep by all means like hustle man Stay strong
Golden Pharaoh
Not too much in the street cuz the road is narrow
And i hit all my targets like bow and arrows
You'll get jacked like sparrow
By my
_(Cropped).jpg/250px-Eminem_-_Concert_for_Valor_in_Washington,_D.C._Nov._11,_2014_(2)_(Cropped).jpg "Eminem")
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