be like you are. I want you to know I'll be there, you won't fall apart. And I want you to know I'll be with you I'll be with you Your my friend, We
be like you are. I want you to know I'll be there, you won't fall apart. And I want you to know I'll be with you I'll be with you Your my friend, We'
, Iiiiiii be I be I been I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI'msayin? I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new
Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep, I dream of bodies in streams of blood Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast
gon eat you how you blowing up n-gga, they chewing you and when you hit rock bottom, they shoo'ing you like "ooh you, ooh, get away" Not you, yeah right
They want Shady, I'm chopped liver Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give you A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that
spendin' money on trees I pray for you, deadbeat daddies 'Cause when them kids get grown it's too late for you Now you old and you gettin' shitted on
the rug of your choice While it muffles your voice Now when I'm swimmin' through the joint, I put the funk on hold 'Cause if you don't, you'll see the
you without a rubber, fillin your pussy with cream But when I wake and see you again, it be the same old shit I finally realized you just a plain old
with the all black heat Leave you just boxers and slippers on your feet I talk reckless, I really want the coke and the money But I'll settle for your
] Girl you getting beside yourself I'm trying to guide you Help you see inside yourself I pimp with vision, I'm a help you see the light Have you covering
just like Tists Wham! I knocked you over, but can I get a witness? I shoot the gift rapping, and wish you a Merry Christmas With he quickness is how I rip this, can you
of this sexy gangsta rap And right after that, I was the face for MAC Cover Girl cut the check, I'll be the face for that I'm the first lady, just face
the fader With Tuna the group debater We murder you duplicators 'Cause I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with a gift of rap, it's like that 'Cause I
I'm heavy handed to say the least My mother thinks I'll be an awful clutcher 'Cause I spill things from stirring 'em too quickly I'm far too loud It'
I drive from the city with the money that I earned. Into the black of a starless sky, I'm staring into nothing and I'm asking you why: Lord, will you
I wonder how you sleep I wonder what you think of me If I could go back Would you have ever been with me? I want you to be unused I want you to remember
me how them lips feel I'm shinin' cause I'm clinin' on the strip still And I grip steel, still keep the clip steel Everything I spit real, everything I spit ill Everything I
