is ruined I'm like Rasheed I remind me the spirit of Proof I'm happy go lucky Balling and grooving I'm on the move I'm smooth with it Give me the ball
ruined I'm like Rasheed I remind me the spirit of Proof I'm happy go lucky Balling and grooving I'm on the move I'm smooth with it Give me the ball,
! 50 Cent It’s bottle after bottle The money ain’t a thang when you party with me Its what we into its simple We ball out of control like you wouldn
Iovine time Chase cheese, rhyme 'til my voice give out This is it my niggas, this what we boast about Now I'm here, so shut your motherfucking mouth, and show me
dyke Though I ain?ft wrapped tight My blood type?fs the ?f80s! My ?f90s was like the Navy, you was like the Bradys You still fly kites daily! [Eminem:] Catch me
him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn Y'all niggas' intellect mad slow, y'all fags know Claimin' you bangin', you flamin' Bet you could light your own cigarette witcha asshole Me
monium [? ] when you see him, damn Baby you look good you're giving me wood You should pull over like a sweat shirt with a hood [? ] you and me both Break
all right, its ok with me, I'll do my steps all by myself, I don't need nobody to play with me, But if you just give me a chance, I can put you in a trance
must I redeem my name n haters get mushed. Bitches lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut. Fist the cut. The lady give her eighty some paper cut
time, chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out, this is it my nigga, this what we boast about, Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth And show me
a black grenade that'll blow up in your face Wit a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi, I do shit on purpose You never hear me say "forgive me" I'm snatchin
you Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha No one's iller than me (wha?) No one, no one is iller than me No one is iller than me It's Mr. Swifty from
