He calls me nearly every day with what he's thinking He calls me 'cause his world is cruel 'Cause I am cruel He calls me and sex almost always comes up
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He calls me, nearly every day with what he's thinking, he calls me, because his world is cruel, because I am cruel, he calls me. And sex almost always
Verse: Baby Bash] Sippin' on that good bombay Rating these rat chicken traps all day Spittin' real butter, stay away from parkay Ask me what I do, man
[Intro: Eightball] He he he, yeeah [Verse 1: Eightball] What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always
gotta fear me but you'll respect me Niggas who never met me threaten me, want to gillete me Coming off soft, I got some machetes Swinging spaghetti like
agents will like him dead for what he know He is The One, at least that's who Morpheus say he is He can free the mind of a machine and give God to an
s was like the Navy, you was like the Bradys You still fly kites daily! [Eminem:] Catch me in my Mercedes Bumpin?f ?gIce, Ice Baby, ?h screamin?f Shady ?ftil I die Like
stopped rappin' Does a bird chirp, Lil' Wayne slurps syrup til he burps And smokes purp, does a wordsearch get circles wrapped around it like you do when I come through, I'd like
me but you'll respect me Niggas who never met me threaten me, want to gillete me Coming off soft, I got some machetes Swinging spaghetti like it's
's pissed at me Like it's my fault his name rhymes with so many different words geez So one last time, Mr. Christopher Reeves Won't you brake it down for me and just spit
s the '80s! My '90s was like the Navy, you was like the Bradys You still fly kites daily! [Eminem] Catch me in my Mercedes Bumpin' ?Ice, Ice Baby,? screamin' Shady 'til I die Like
bite ya shit Pause, inhale hell n kush, us and Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push Felon's, crooks, going door to door like he's selling books,
s paws like you pissed him off talented with the tongue muthfucker you aint gotta lick in yours hittin? licks like I?m robbin? liquor stores makin? cash registers shit their draws think you spit
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! They call him Ryu, he's sick And he's spitting fire And mike got him out the dryer he's hot Found
up with Gavin, Foxy's little brother He took me to Kay Slay, and Slay put me on the cover Drama King, I should of known, 'cause all of the sudden MC's calling
played the bill, I nearly died for this music. You make me wanna run around, pulling my guns out and shit, Your tempting me to run my mouth, and call