Lyrics:
Peter Piper picked a pepper, that was his downfall
I'm down with 'Dre 3000 'cause he got my back y'all
Ball if you want to, but do it with some class G
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
minutes six Minutes six
Minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!
"Just a feeling I've got like
Something is about to happen
But I don't know what if that means what
you could scratch it
And grab it like you want it
The name fits 'cause you're all up on it
Get mad if you want, I won't front
When it's time
completely took off
And if you wonder who the fuck ?
We be the squad. It's so serious like
It's like ain't nothin' but we gotta squab
On the block everyday
sewers yeah
Shooting at a shooter, talk to me? You work at Cooper's
Scary in this rap game, call me Freddy like the Krueger
Girls want me like the Krabby
Hit 'em close range you can see the blood on my shirt
We make money in both ways yeah we got it outta the dirt
What is yours I make it mine I'ma take
Well you're just wasting your time, nobody controls it's pace
Bitch if you stare at the mirror age will creep over your face
Warm blood will coagulate
But I want it to hurt you, I want it to end
Oh, won't you be naked for me? Oh now:
Please don't pass me by
Oh please, don't pass me by
For I am blind,
you put me on? No, seriously
Niggas be killin' me, they want me gone, it's hard to get rid of me
I'm runnin' circles 'round blood, he finna quit rap
The final battle
Is for the brains
It started even before
The bombs were sent
We saw it first hand
First thang, you got
To change your ways
How can
blood on the money
(It's gon' hurt you)
For the love of the money I'm
Willing to shoot or get shot
And make it home with the blood on the money
We got
to the party too (yeah)
Bitch don't even try me, you're looking tough (ha)
I'm on that greasy, I'm on that cheap trick
Got that ACDC up in the speakers
Rock
want it all at the door
Fuck heat, Sheek walk around with an oven
Who you gonna kill with that little Foreman grill?
How its gon' look when I come
leaking blood in the rug
If huffing that dust like
He cannot be touched
I done told you before you
Ain't fucking with us
Talk to the corpse like damn it
apartment
I got to tell the suckas every day, "Don't start it"
'Cause where I'm at, if you're soft, you're lost
To stay on course means to roll with force
know) I know where it's at
If you want to have a good time (I know where it's at)
If you know you got something on your mind
(I know where it's at)
betcha ain't met another one yet
Who do it like this
It's on, put yo hands in the air
We got you in the zone, get yo hands in the air
If it's on, put
the same
Showin' no empathy whatever fuck it
I guess it wasn't meant to be
Aha ha, it is what it is
Take it how you want it"
Til' now I always got by on my
dead
The blade you got blood on the drip
Call it a night I got vampire drip
You can't drink these shots
He be messed up as shit
I'm a fly back here's
Don't get beside yourself, now you beside it
If it's a war you want then bitch you got it
It's war
They want some smoke they can get it
If they want some
If you're on me, come buck me live
You talk like you want my guts
So spill them out, little man, come try
You say that you got your guys ghosty
But
on the racks like a pair of slacks
With another wack rapper tied to your back,
And if you want to hang yourself out to dry,
It's the beautiful round-up in
I ride with a fork
If you talking about paper then you better fork it up
Bitch, I get horny for blood
I'm in the bathtub with 4 corpses
Say that's
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