Slowly it dissovles The crowd that I'm passing through It feels so good to feel There's nothing here that's real For once in your life Are you part
Dead is dead, fuckers and your soul is with God Your mind keeps lurkin' to earth watchin' your own murder reoccur For ever struggle, every strip and every ghetto For
before I done it Cause now I got this loaded twelve gage against your stomach You scarred for life and your whole high life's invited Burned alive it's all for
spiritual devils while evoking the maker Is it wrong for me to curse in the name of right Is it wrong for me to spit life into this mic That's all I'
fuckin' god it's Eminem" "I swear to fucking god dude you fuckin rock" "Please Marshall please let me suck your cock" And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous
Funerals and court dates, plea bargain for your life You'll be out in twelve years, once a month see your wife Now how that sound? You killed the black
Don't stop rappin' now you see what happens Your mind is gone, your crew just cut Sucker MC I'll tell you what Your rhymes are weak, your rap the same
, I had an interview, not you two You gon' be late for sound check Man, I ain't goin' to sound check But our mics are screwed up And his always sound
No I had an interview, not you two You gonna be late for sound-check *Man I ain't going to sound-check *And our mikes is screwed up *And his always sound
in black water All your heartache soon be over Oh, my baby, rest you well Cathedral that man created, you're weighted down by a jealous sound Bewildered and dislocated, your
an auction. Tell them we gotta raise some money for the defense. They'll buy everything that she touched. Everything. Your shoes, your dresses, your perfumes, your
that would just break your heart, and when your hearts breaks baby sis, so does mine! Robby:(Talking for Miley) You got a hot date for the concert don
You'd better watch your step, known for the rep Of being real and can't accept jealous brothers and others Who can't relax with pep and if it was the playoffs Your
silence Yo, turn up your sound system, this is the Refugee Camp Jericho Sound System, know what I'm sayin'? Te Bass production, Refugee Camp collaboration Turn up your sound
sound. Feel it! Once again set me free From such odious lies and oblivion. Ia??ll take care with jealous eyes Of what you gave me for all my life
my fuckin' god it's Eminem" "I swear to fuckin god dude you fuckin rock" "Please Marshall please let me suck your cock" And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous
And your soul is with God, your mind keeps lurkin the earth Watchin your own murder reoccur [Chorus: repeat 2X] For ever struggle, every strip, and every ghetto For
