it from me 'Cuz right now I'll be don strong on ya I ain't the type to ruin your life By running game and throwing your dreams Get in your brain, suit
on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.. [Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my
you and I know it And I ain't too proud to show it ?Cause I love you, baby And I need you, baby I want you, my love, my love My, my, my baby I'll never
in his body, so sick in his soul Oh, give me one reason to be beautiful Oh, and everything I am Love hates you I live my life in ruins for you And for
state She's gonna ruin her reputation She don't care 'cause he's waitin' there She's gonna say "Tell me you think that I'm pretty Tell me you think that
the neighbourhood And I hope I didn't ruin your day Won't you be my neighbour? I brought my life, my ugly wife, My dirty dog with fleas My kid's a punk
of millhaven I've struck horror in the heart of this town Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow It's more like the other way around I gotta pretty
my word and now I feel I'm being monitored And I wont you to be the one that I endured the longest Accept me at my weakest, support me at my strongest
man yo you live to learn [Chorus] [Mr. Cheeks] I like to be up on the low spit my flow and get dough Earn my keep in the game like I aim to get more
used to hate you My name, your name, sitting in a tree Riding home on the school bus You sitting next to me It was summer vacation playing hide and go get
take rides in the country in the Volkswagen . . . and, my monster, you're feeling me up, my monster. FZ: It does get you hot. Phyllis: Well . . . it doesn't get
you cannot find right through me like my fruit ain't fit for makin' pie chorus you got to earn my affection put your back into it before we get
get that money And God kno my past I'm itchin' to kill, gimme a reason I will I'll end up grippin' a steal And God kno my temper My temper like a bubble
Girl, don't hold it from me 'Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya I ain't the type to ruin your life By running game and throwing your dreams Get
you baby with all of my heart Ooh, listen to me while I say I let a lotta little ladies get away Because I know I know pretty baby, I know, I know pretty
Thank the lord I bumped into my cousin named cool v I said please vaughn, take her friend off my hands So I can be alone, and get my man He said alright
s wive's, watching with misty eyes watching they niggas be beaten visciously Battling this world is North America, ran by the river, only stopping to pray. Change My
