Come far Compared to who Scoop the life you leech Immune to ruse or rape's heredity News first Shall I grow no more than I'm bound Enough of the pain
we gon' roll to Vegas Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily What you want (yo) what you want (yo) ahh uhh yo "A person from another planet might disagree
in the other room [Chorus] We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES! Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES! We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo) HOMIES! HOMIES! Talkin
: [Bizzy] Little Layzie made the plan up And Wish said I wouldn't bust Til he was witness to my sickness, started pickin' em off What? When I was a baby
hill Babe, I?m on fire Babe, I?m on fire The clever circus flea says it The sailor on the sea says it The man from the Daily Mail With his dead
be, if he don't wanna talk to you then Father hear from me, is it done for him, Lord don't let it be, if he don't wanna talk to you then Father hear from
me explain some of the thoughts that I have in my brain its like sometimes I really feel like I might just go insane catching these planes doing shows
thing Tash'll split your frame, Tash swings like gold chains I be rollin wit King T, and we all in the same game But enough about CaTash, let's talk about
half spoken)] When I was young, Mama played a guitar A microphone and she said I'd go far She said, "Just keep all the lyrics hardcore" Listen to my talk
: (feat. Mike Ladd) [U-God:] Yo, yo, magnificent high score, master plan, the crowd roar Throw up daily dosage, get ready for the down pour Human cannonball
, niggas get concerned It don't matter who's hot, who's out Bad Boy is back for good now Aiyyo, I'm fresh off the plane Tryin' to get a little bit of
fuck about the law Still run with a pump in my car and fuck who you are You're fucking with a couple of niggas that's really insane I'm talking loco
dick Lettin' muthafuckas talk ass about your game plan Just because you got a big gat, you'se the same man That used to get your ass kicked daily back
stop us Damn it feels good to be a gangsta back at it 'Cause I'm the last of the Dons, goddamn it I hear ya talking, but I don't cater to the chit-chat
