't speak, and so it was said. So break this frame and let the glass drip down your face. All I can do is look, don't touch, so open your mouth and let
of me and Em, I burned 'em So it ain't no proof, that I ever walked through 8 Mile And since it ain't no Proof, I'll never walk through 8 Mile Sometimes
put the clip in the buck It might be loud enough to wake B.I.G and them up What if that was P. Diddy sittin in the truck And 2Pac was in jail the day
, you know... But I found this new spot we went to the other night, yo, check it out check it out how it went [Verse 1:] It was just cool like, smooth
a page in your Qu'ran, I learned that, in '89 When I was slingin cocaine and baby 9's Put it in rap and I gave y'all a way to rhyme God guides us, from
of fucking bees and a Keke Palmer They will never catch him or catch up They asked me what it was I told them fuckers it was ketchup Nutty like my chex
mic and in the go Freestylin on the mic so let it flow Freestylin on the mic and in the go And next on the mic is Ice so let it flow It's the incredible
the background I'm kinda used to it now they say it's all part and parcel and if it's this much for me imagine whats it's like for Curtis and Marshall
on and shoot this live shit With mad options, Paramount and DreamWorks we shop it Or Mandalay and New Line cop it I go and get ten mil' and blow it on
;this week was unimpressive.. are you quoting me So you can go back and tell these people that I said so? " "no uh yeah I thought uh it was
Wit a attitude like and ya don't stop Aficionado, so fashionable Wit a confident swagger, international Game so tight, the girls had to go And you don't stop, stop I said
And think they rockin' me to sleep or poppin' me with heat I don't even take you serious, I think you envious I feel it, I was born to deal bricks And
, it was a mess so i told her how i felt, she laughed and said that i was a pest then the bitch fucked both of my brothers, my dad, and best friend screamed
ed up in there You know but I found this new spot We went to the other night, yo Check it out check it out how it went It was just cool like, smooth
bout that gat in your boot 'Cause when it's said and done And you finished that rap in the booth, it's back to the truth And your shit is glass thug and
mind is a hoe answering the fucking door She said who is it, I said yo can I speak to Joe? She said you got the wrong house I said I know that snitch
a bunch of fucking bees and a Keke Palmer. They will never catch em or catch up, They ask me what it was, I tell them fuckers it was ketchup. Nutty like
