Lyrics:
showbusiness
Have a hit, maybe two
Make mincemeat out of you
Come back in two years time
Lay your heart right on the line
In showbusiness, showbusiness
one
You'd probably run come come
Now spit it from the tip of your tongue
A lil wisdom
Gives em somethin' to move to, groove to
The next time you see me
the lovely ladies who have come and gone
From the house next door to his house on the lane,
He consoles himself that he's got his health and he knows he
freshman, dressed like Les Nessman
Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin'
And all the other kids said Eminem's a dishead,
He'll never last,
grandfather was lying wounded in the leg. He’d been wounded by one of our own lads who’d mistaken him for a German when Grandfather had come hobbling out
sleep
Cause I be moving like a beast
Blood be all on the sheets
Slicing and dicing, who's next in line
All the boys I know will come through with some
and daughters, fathers and sons
here's hoping you'll know the right time when it comes
like I did 'cause I knew though nobody told
me a damn thing about how
Listen homeboys don't mean to bust your bubble
But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble
So next time a girl gives you the play
Just
doors and throw away keys
Cursed with immense intellect by the time he was six
Attracting envy and getting pelted with bricks
Can't catch a break at eight
riches and them cars
But she just wanted a better family
Because her parents divorced early, her papa, he was taken by the force
Mother on crack and she
the ground and rushes to the house, surprisingly quickly for his age, giving Edward a sign to wait. On his way back he is carrying a large book, chewed by time
California
So next time you come out here
Maybe you should just stop a motherfucker
And ask los Scandalous
And gun's on tour buses always belong to the rapper, uh
(Live by it you die by it)
My little man ride around strapped
Hunting for an OP he can catch
pretend (come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (haha)
Please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend
I want you 'round all the time (I
And as he bounced the last track
He forgot to leave the autotune on
Woo scary
Come on grandpa that's a lame story
Yeah
Do you have anything that's
the little girl enjoy!
From time to time she would look at the two
rosy-cheeked children, peacefully asleep.
The next day, the witch took Hansel by the hand
listen homeboys don't mean to bust your bubble
but girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble
so next time a girl gives you the play
just remember
feeling truthless
Every time he got asked how school went
Put on a smile and kept it moving
Scared to tell anyone what they were doing
What's the point
every little thing
I come by do I reply, do I not
That guy did, he got shot
But I'm different I do not
But I'm still overthinking 'bout my spot
I'm
the street homie I'm liable
To get it right then and there
Motherfuckers like, "Where?" he come from?
Got music for days and then some
They were stepping
father.
If I gain my father's love.
She will also
benefit by it.
Seeing Dhruva thus firm in his purpose
Narada was very happy.
He blessed the boy
This time he sure drew a bad one
One that nobody could ride
But by the way he pulled his hat on
You knew he'd be there for the fight
And it's
Muhammad, have come to you from Him as a warner and a bringer of glad tidings
Seek the forgiveness of your Lord, and turn to Him in repentance, that He may
Jeff comes back with his Technics 12
We slap high fives and start cause it's time to raise hell
Bam is right beside me, people rushin the door
Charlie
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