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Bury Your Dead All The Right Moves

swear my everything, you're not just all I have You're all I need You're not just all I have, you're all I need You're not just all I have I mean these

Ain't ridin' 4 3 felonys It's time to plan, plot, and strategize Capitolize, mobilize We in the war y'all It's for all y'all My family to the ones that

bury the living And bring life to the dead, to the dead One hundred years of waiting Thirty six thousand days Fifty two million seconds Six billion start to pray? Your every move

, why'd you have to do them niggas like that? [Chorus] [Eminem] All you motherfuckers! take that! Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo! We're killin all you motherfuckers dead, all

the Iceberg fleece and gear And when the beef cook, I'ma put the piece to your head And if you see a white truck that mean yo' sheets is dead Then I'm

don't understand Stackin the wrong sign can end up, shootin your man Shootin each other, shootin your brother Aim the gun at the right motherfucker and

, why'd you have to do them niggas like that? [Chorus] [Eminem] All you motherfuckers, take that! Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo We're killing all you motherfuckers dead, all

palm [Chorus] All I hear is danger, all I see is danger All you hear is ?run, run, here come danger? Shatter dreams like Freddy your thoughts rearrange ya Stare death dead

What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck You move you weave you bob you got stuck And now you're trippin with your fuckin brain You