a fucking bit / you just better walk away cause i?m the one who?s here to stay / i try to step forward but i?m always held back / another step forward another dead end path
you tonight are gonna make some cash Robbin' old folks and makin' the dash." They did the job, money came with ease But one couldn't stop, it's like
: "Me and you tonight are gonna make some cash Robbin' old folks and makin' the dash." They did the job, money came with ease But one couldn't stop, it
can get started For example, a man wants to get ahead Others wish he failed and rather see him dead Always puttin' obstacles in your path It becomes
out your guards you can fence in your yard you can pull all the cards but I won?t back down oh no I wont back down Oh no, [Eminem] Cadillacs, Coupe Devilles brain dead
that's the end of the saga The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow And that's the end checkmate
is hot (hold it down) I gotta use my imagination, to change the situation [Verse 2: Nas] Uh, uh, it's beef week, Monday, murder Two niggaz dead, Tuesday
ve been gone On the East and West Coast the same shit is goin on The industry be talkin, offendin me often They don't believe you dead, wanna see you
[Verse 1] Yo, shit ain't like it used to be, Not since puberty Who knew our paths would happen to cross so what you do to me But now I love you with every
ANGELS AGAINST THE STORM THAT TREATHENED HEAVENS SEVEN WARS WERE SO FOUGHT THE DEAD ROSE LED BY THE DARKLORDS OF HELL The last war meant the end of
's the end of the saga The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow And that's the end checkmate,
dress, you can't afford that hairdo I don't want your sex, here take your fast food "Tim you're dead wrong, Tim you're dead rude!" Hey girl, I don't
stopped, it began to morph And reinvent themself, I grew like a black blade Moving like a tornado from the west to the east coast Leaving behind a path
, angry, mad How you were sent to heaven's sacred path Duct taped and gagged, plus raped and stabbed Body draped in blood, what a fate to have Such a pitiful end
One word, one word describes the Tazzmission effectively Tazz hates everyone, even himself One word describes, one word describes the Tazzmission effectively Who can stop the path
it You know the drill, back to the caboose To shovel coal until you decide which path to choose We ain't never gonna stop, it's just too much fun