you motherfuckers ready for this, c'mon Do you really think you ready for this, c'mon Do you know that you ready for this, huh We gonna see if you ready
be more, this can't be us This can't be life, this can't be love This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us Chill dog Second oldest
pint Then turned and gazed at the fire On a night like this to be safe and dry Is my one and only desire So here's to those that are dead and gone
what the fuck is this die tryin' shit about bitch and what massacre? please say you meant masscara cause this shit i heard is pretty as this white bitch
boys And why? Take a look at all the people that got dubs You ain't legitimate, you out here servin' them rocks up I know you want the radio and screens
? Shoulda said it, As soon as I did, all the Bullshit was deaded. Get it? (Big Sean) Yup, Yup I get it, Good music bitch, Aint nobody fuckin wit it, And
got, They're asking me for more. Play it for me one time, boys. I heard the river risin', Risin' up over my head. Yeah, heard the river risin', And this
fucking mouth closed Ralph goes "Rasheed" and I be saying "Boo!" Bitches welcome back Common with the "Oooh oooh ooh" And this is how I wreck it, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo This
got this rhyme It's not gonna stop till the end of time Like rock and roll I'll play that song To the beat all day and all night long So liten up, to
for ya mind! All the boys in the house ... y'knahmsayin! Intro: Mr. Mixx YEAHHHHHHH, BA-BYYYY!! It's the boys, we gon' do it like this, one Say, "
'll doze off And when I take off, it's like I took off And when I ride by, it's like I fly by You like slow motion, all in 3-D 'Cuz everywhere I go,
stars And the anchor man can't stop crying We are the dead with the dreaded disease The nuclear sons for you and me Let's go, all right, all right,
realistic and everyday can't be terrific I just seen one of my boys get ticked off and put one of his hands his ? lifted up in the air and somebody carry
'm suprised he never done a poo-poo.. Ey donut, dickhead, Beany-man's cousin.. Make us ill it ate more than a dozen..An' I did ask Tulisa and she told
, would ya care to bare witness to The ass-whippin' I'm about to administer To this ass-kissin' little vaginal blister Stanabis, little Marshall Mathers' sister And in this
not a joke and I go for broke and while I'm laughing You'll be gagging from the motherfucking gunsmoke Walk the streets and I play for keeps And while
smile just like a sick motherfucker A bullet inside the sucker's guts and Hit butt and his nuts, we throw him in the Hudson This is for all the non-
this to play I wanna tell all you barroom hosses if my sweet thang does have a bite You'd better take my advice and if you'll blink more than twice You
