My time is worth more than cents per minute. This minimum wage. I think I'll never outlive it. I count the ticks of my life go by on a clock. Is this
the camera like what? Yeah I did it like them sick white boys the court committed To the death of me, I'm spaz like I'm on Ecstasy Drop 100 bars for
air like you hatin me Ask you one question, was it good? He have you on the wall like me, was it hood? You probably showed him your sexy faces, how you ride on
at the camera like what? Yeah I did it like them sick white boys the court committed To the death of me, I'm spaz like I'm on Ecstasy Drop 100 bars for
ALL NIGHT i fly like a vampire bat and murder people telling stories where the camp fires at BLAME IT ON THE MOONLIGHT OR BLAME IT ON THE BOOGIE i shot
ALL NIGHT I fly like a vampire bat And murder people telling stories where the campe fires at BLAME IT ON THE MOONLIGHT OR BLAME IT ON THE BOOGIE I shot
to Ashley or my kids I'd be there to protect 'em like a husband and a dad [Chorus 2x-EMINEM and New Shady] And when we're gone, just carry on don't mourn
, no salvation comin' from the damn pastor Old ladies play canasta, under roofs of cracker plaster Little kids dive in the trash for discarded Dutchmasters Dead potnahs on mural walls Homeless kids
resemble you, and what it meant to Wu Us forming like a family, you just blew You was the chess piece on the board, that made us look true Watching
back on the east side? Where all us niggas used to love to ride. We didn't care what we did, Time was nothing to us we were just kids. Times are different
't point blank so they can't open your casket My whole crew got glocks on 'em In a hurry to shoot, like they put shot clocks on 'em All that gossip we
, cops look at bird shit Drop on the window pane, the oxygen is cocaine It drove lots of men to die with no name I been on boats, nut down throats, pee on
reminisce for a spell, or shall I say think back 22 years ago to keep it on track The birth of a child on the 8th of October A toast but my granddaddy
starts. First the political son, Zuz Rock. Den, I will do. Yo. [FROST P] See anybody wanna checks me on dis? Be like most dese kids who chuck shit S*
Wednesday all right? Bobby... Robbo... Bobby honey... Eight o'clock on Monday. Robby darling... Bobby, fella... Bobby baby... [Together] Bobby, come on
ain't stoppin now while is mom is on the ground, on her knees yellin please lord not my child, i wanna watch him smile, he can turn his clock up loud
I'll react You'll need my mic Surgically removed My ish's off da' wall Like pictures of my ex Flip styles like Rolodex Get a grip like solo sets
: there's no in-between In walks an old soul A First Nation native, cat's chiseled like a totem pole No words, as he stands and looks over us He gets
