Lyrics:
I take longer in the shower cause I'm lonely
The hot water reminds me of when you hold me
Little did I know you'd ever want me
I should bill you
knees
I can do just what I please
This is the life!
That's right, I'm the king
Number One
I buy monogrammed Kleenex by the ton
I pay the bills
I call
odds.
We cling so closely together
Because we have little other than ourselves.
Critics say that it's just punk rock or that we're just naive
I'm kill bill with ambition
While you niggas bitching
You know my shit is killa you gone hear that whistling
Plz boy I'm out here and I'm getting paid
out
He's in the jailhouse now
He's in the jailhouse now
It was while ol' Bill's away
Sadie's with the sheriff everyday
He's in the jailhouse now
Oh,
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll be working
Long as my two hands are fit
wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
manhood
You beat upon little boys in the hood
Oh - what you're man enough to kill in a drive-by
Drive by the White House and all you do is wave hi
While
nigga (Look!)
Let 'em (Look!) know your (Look!) background!
Let 'em know how you've been for a while
All I was taught was murder murder
Kill
just handle your business
GUILTY (BITCH)
FILTHY (BITCH)
Your taste is the floor
But I see its your ceiling
Double your bills
We ain't matching
You're so unsatisfied
You're so damn petrified
You ain't got nothin' no
You ain't got nothin' to prove
Just a little heartache
Just a little hole
Just
of shredded tar
'cause every day's a holiday in Mr.Moody's Garden
Where little girls say pardon
And Bill and Ben found stardom
While playing John Wesley
half a pound of shredded tar
Cause every day's a holiday in Mr.Moody's Garden
Where little girls say pardon
And Bill and Ben found stardom
While
click and toke just to get by.. I got
HOOK
I got bills to pay
what more can I say
I got more problems than the average
it's fucked up the got us living
to the masses
Just so they can justify the fucked up factions
By elections avoid any questions
Give fake answers
Americas cancer
The little puppet with
my missus
And I think by now you're starting to see
If I was rich like Ryan Reynolds, that handsome little devil
And could buy anything in sight
If I
frame large
Gonna be a little while
Mask up bane
Can nobody catch me now
Touch in the H
Gotta find a come up
Pretty bitch love white
Getting coked up
rhyme
If he wants to see his dream
Before it is his time
I just need a little hope
But they keep feeding me with dope
Telling me to stand up
While I'm
feel me?
Oh this is my song
I'm just like you
I gotta fight to stay strong
Just cause it clears
It don't mean that it's over
I'm a shine
While
Big bank take little bank take
Big bank take little bank take
Big bank take little bank
Bank bank
I was born under a bad sign, the dollar
I'm just
Little do you know
How I'm breakin' while you fall asleep
Little do you know
I'm still haunted by the memories
Little do you know
I'm tryin' to pick
for me it goes Bill, bill, bill then I stop it like that bitch than got vetoed
Cause I'm cold like I'm zero below with a thin coat
Ice sculpted gazebo
but mad 'cause she couldn't fit into her dress
I spent all of my afternoons fixin' up our extra room
For a boy named Bill or a little girl named Tess
made
It's a little bit cheesy, but it's nicely displayed
Well, we don't get excited when it crumbles 'n breaks
We just get on the phone and call up
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