all I know About the beautiful things that she's wasted I hope this time she won't come back Find the right train on a different track Please don't come back cause I
So all that y'all can do is hate it [Verse 3] I'm real It's the way I talk, the way I walk It ain't my fault I won't let nothin' on two legs stop me '
won't reach out and grab em I ain't never, had to lie on my poll Cause everytime it get swoll, I select something to fold and leave it swoll Hope she
I got my mind on makin money but you stuck on these fake bitches I stay blunted, And never fronted and I doubt if I do Cause if I do, Then I get beat
remember I am him, And I play the game how I'm 'posed to got my name all on Them posters I ain't boastin I'm jus' stating facts, And I'm taking over
I'm inhaling Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard Why am I walking, where am I running What am I saying, what am I knowing On this guitar I
it I'm a boy and I gotta show it I hear them cries from the babies I wish they had a chance don't wanna blow it But unemployed for all the little girls
me, really gotta trash talk Mistreat me, and send my squad back home Cuz I don't know loose to much Matter fact, I ain't never lost at all When I'm playin
it, man I ain't apologizin' for shit. I'm a goat and I don't mean to gloat but I know what I know and I know what you think and these magazines'll never
you put me through The more it makes me wanna come back to you You say you hate me, I just love you more You don't want me, I just want you more I buy
I'ma never look back (8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone ain't gon' follow the footsteps
who ever lived period! [Chorus:] I'm a G.O.A.T! - And I don't mean to gloat but I know what I know And I know what you think an' these magazines'll never put it
:] Maybe it would have been better if she had never come at all. Could it be? [Mrs Potts:] Is it she? [Lumiere:] Sacre Bleu
my deepest fright She walked into the night She turned for one last look She looked me in the eye I said, "I Love You... Good-bye" ("It's the
I'm bout to just kick it here then... " Just throw up while I hold your hair back Her white friend said "you niggas crazy" I hope no-one heard that I hope
-t When I hear talkin, I just don't know what to make of it Hate is so familiar to me, I'm slowly embracing it Doesn't come natural, bear with me it
I'm a let up I told you I'm a Drama Setter I'll be the first to set it homie, you can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda Man cause I'm a Drama