There's no need to pay The money's on its way We don't want you coming home Out on your own, always alone Looks like you've made your own bed Made
There's no need to pay The money's on its way We don't want you coming home Out on your own, always alone Looks like you've made your own bed Made a
, hear the crowd gettin' loud! I'm consumed by the sound! Is it hurt? Is it love? can the music ever be enough? Gotta work it out, gotta work it out!
lie Caused us to die, let your emotions be crucified Renounce all your thoughts Repent and let your mind be re-taught You'll find what you sought was based on
longing were all we knew And you were someone special, and I was too For would you take this song, put it on your wall Hide it somewhere when your lover
might be young but I bathe in Cristal Bitches, they know the name, sling dick like pistol Cuff your bitch now 'fore we put her on tape With some dick on
that rap for Jell-O Down on my knees in the street playin skelly Rushin upstairs to see _Graffiti Rock_ on the telly With one eye on the beats droppin
the echo, echo, echo, echo [Eminem] I can hear them calling, calling, calling, calling, calling I eat rappers with the rhyme, consume 'em the only f-cking thing that you consume
you know what I mean Earn your keep, regulators, mount up It was a clear black night, a clear white moon Warren G was on the streets, trying to consume
no one else Won't trip out on disappointment 'Cause failure is just not me Still I gotta do my job 'Cause you know my show can't go on without me Listen
[Talib] Yeah.. my Lord.. yeah [Verse 1: Talib] We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the
Yeah, my Lord, yeah We sell, crack to our own out, the back of our homes We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn We go through, 'Epidodes
four's So on the story goes He went out in a blaze of glory He went out in a front page story He went out in a front page story My soul can't rest
Strange fruit I roll up in my Ford Taurus Emissions won't pass like Gandalf at Moria Way out of order, should be pulled over Pulled out garage, lost side
's now your navigation To keep your head engaged, oh yeah Your final destination Keeps you focused on the win Count me in, but don't count me out You
You buy a khaki pants And all of a sudden you say a Indiana Jones An' a thief out gold and thief out the scrolls and even the buried bones Some of the
of play the role to your part Librarian find me the pole, the one that kicks your head in To my own time roll your own innocence by Grab on to my sleeve
all my coins cast in your fountain I have wished on falling stars Remembered times together when the minutes seemed like 'ours. The strangest things can happen on
