Hang on to your life Hang on to your life Hang on to your life, life, life Hang on to your life Hang on to your life, life, life Hang on to your life
Tradução: Adivina quién. Aferrarse a su vida.
stop for awhile you will find me standing there (Don't you trust me?) Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don't trust you) You spend all your
did Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin you, yes The teflon's bout to rip through your fuckin vest Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick
rights and uppercuts I don't give a fuck Throw your guns down, let's have fun now Throw Your Hands Up, that's right nigga We goin ol' school on these
lives Some people don't believe But i was born on champion(x3) Chipmunk: Okay no-one wants to help I guess you're on your own build a foundation
alone And check your toe cause my line will spit This right heres as high as it gets Somebody likes it..the hell Cause you stepped on the sex But guess who
snap on Now that I'm on I don't really wanna worry 'bout gettin back on I'm just tryin to stay on, get my fuckin buffet on I heard they just moved my
you're helping me out with that sh-t That sh-t stressin' me out Nickel nine is blowin' up Christmas time, you should hang my album on top of your fireplace
office and tell em to hang it up Now his career?fs Lebron?fs jersey in 20 years I?fll stop when I?fm at the very top You shitted on me on your way up
you were down for yours whenever it came to scrapping If it had to happen, it had to happen Believe me, I know you're the one who taught me to Throw them balls back on
and tell em to hang it up Now his career?fs Lebron?fs jersey in 20 years I?fll stop when I?fm at the very top You shitted on me on your way up It?fs ?
that shit out of you, and get that motivation not to give up And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face. [Verse: Eminem
I got a mind killing rage waiting on my change On the holes on my jacket i craddle my gage What ya gonna do if i show up at your place Try to ignore it
aint other fish In the fish bowl for the disco nigga let's go The Emancipation of M-I-M-I I spray ramus ra ra 20 world wide nigga get your plaques Guess who
it was ya friend Rog, bullshit I ain't gonna keep puttin up wit the bullshit And still I, never sweat these bitches who be hanged like plaques on the
aroma, empty Guinnesses and lipstick marks on like three empty Coronas A pair of blue jeans on the carpet; size 12 Timberlands Somethin swingin on the
