project my insurecurity's at other people He feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil A
my insurecurity's at other people he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil a fever
water that bleaches your soul and your facial features Drownin' you in propaganda that they spit through the speakers And if you speak about the evil
I need is 3 or 4 showers Just to get the blood off in 3 or 4 hours Then come to through your hood and get like, 3 or 4 cowards You think your bison like
to Illmatic Let's put the crown where it's at 10 years Never been done this real by nobody To my seed, May I lead you into no greed or evil In the categories
they hands to theyself no more I'm like, Hugh Hefner, you lesser, you just a [Chorus] Wanna be me, you can't you faggot, you bitch You coward, you clown
Face me evil bastards, smell the hate of angels Glory, pride and bloodshed Cowards and beholders, rapers of my wisdom mix of dust and bones Go back to
Face me evil bastards, smell the hate of angels Glory, pride and bloodshed Cowards and beholders, rapers of my wisdom Mix of dust and bones Go back to
[Turilli / Staropoli] Face me evil bastard, smell the hate of angels Glory, pride and bloodshed Cowards and beholders, rapers of my wisdom mix of dust
on my red nose [Verse 1:] I got my face painted Crazed, Ain't it? That a black dude lookin like he got a white tattoo People thinkin that he way tainted... by evil
scripts that'll make a demon catch a cold Got the money got tha power 6 hooks wet up in tha shower With the cleana Tecca Ninna Cold when im bustin at tha cowards
[Verse 1] I got my face painted, crazed aint it That a black dude lookin like he got a white tattoo People thinkin that he way tainted...by evil Treat
1] I?m a fucking thunderstorm, you?s a light shower You a bitch, you shoot and miss like Dwight Howard You can?t battle the god, I?m too precise coward
the concrete, blowin' my chronic And I move like a diplomat, hoodie and fitted caps Dwell in the habitat where cons and killers at Faced a thousand deaths, cowards
wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters [Eminem] By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards
get dumped in wit a 4 chrome that nigga ain't dumpin on nothin must be runnin, and duckin and dodgin in buckets then shittin up in yo mutha fuckin drawls coward
numb, gunnin' or flowin' I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people I'm lookin for the devil ''cause money's the root of evil And '
out I'll pop the revolver Two years in jail and I don't need no package or nothin' Sheek Louch true to this s**t, y'all n***as is frontin' We some evil