Lyrics:
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Yeah
Still on that ass like
Handcuff's up in ya like
Hand-puppets make a mute holla
You should've jumped in that Impala homie
Refrigerators
Yeah
Still on that ass like
Handcuff's up in ya like
Hand-puppets make a mute holla
You should've jumped in that Impala homie
Refrigerators
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines so
I got
not allowed to vote
And two times a week they make me piss in a cup
When what I want to do is piss down their throats
Man, don't tell me about love
[Intro]
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
[Nas]
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines
So...
I got
Woke up this mornin' (yeah)
You got yourself a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yourself a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this
Time behind enemy lines, so
I got
for all my Gs
Quarterback in the streets
Throw a zip for three
Mr mC on the beats that
Still spin when I freeze
In the city by the sea, bitch
Feel
You’re not ready for the snow man
You don’t want drama
Trust me, I get hot like lava
So in point in the war
The government want to find out if
I’ve been
of the process
So you just end up repeating lessons
That you should've definitely learned from by now
It's been almost five years since my last album
And I'd
(yep)
My momma knew I was (was)
Everything I knew I was, I was destined for greatness
I knew I would be rescued by greatness (uh huh)
My first album
mistakenly
Studied Marshall's Art filled that vacancy
Of a fucked up in the head role model
Vodka sprite sipped the whole bottle
If you think you're special,
Rob
Van Dam the man inside
That you gave your hand to drive
I'm so sick I spit flows
With a whole infection
Time's hard and niggas gotta split
The O in
tired of your Shit
You don't never buy me nothin'
See every time you come around
You got to bring Jim, James, Paul, & Tyrone
See why can't we be by
in this self made maze
It's been so long since I've been fine
I'm just tryin' to see the bottom of this bottle of wine
And I know I'll see better
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
Eunoia is a collection or series of events that are based on a true narrative
So please stay in your seats because the show is just beginning
And remember
actual collection,
I've got records that were never meant to be,
records lent to me by men from other dimensions,
records with breaks so funky you'd
This song was first released on the Some Days Are Diamonds Album. It is the only album it appears on.
For someone who's got everything, life can
tryna have a good time forget the rat race
Stay floating forever like I'm in deep space
I'm sitting in music
I'm bored off my head
Should be taking notes
to do was say
That you wish you would've just stayed pissed off in the first place
We came to monopolize the game, Illuminati is here
Yeah, human
sing about that, that’d be fine by me"
In the old days they’d call that a duet I think
Grabbed a bottle of Mineragua
And from my nightstand an orange
of backwards
Cause I've heard it the other way around before
But, in this situation, they were probably right
Cause the point of all this, the albums, the music
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