Mothers and belief will make you rich So say the doctors and priests Mother abused me when I was weak God stood behind her in line I got a line on a
(Low-G) Ghetto Soldier, I?m representin? from that Houston Second Ward, that be the place where I do my dirt Kick in doors, sellin? Dope, Only my God
like it, but he's my G I sit and watch, as my home boys show me they fake love I'm your partna, why I come second to bitches and drugs So fuck balling
name I done been stranded before my nigga Boss done felt the pain hustlin in the rain not knowin where my meal finna come from out on the corner with soft
oh oh In your kitchen I feel my hunger rising So feed my senses Come on and feed my senses oh oh I'm not starving I need a second helping Food for thought
I'm in I go out and just come back full circle again You a fad, that means you somethin that we already had But once you're gone you don't come back [
it when we do how we do it when we come through G-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie we all move like assassins ski masks and gloves consider this as a warning disaster comes
is heels to be RuPaul Ain't nobody that's real ever knew y'all Second to none and I'm dealing with Marshall This time I never come down, deal with the
years had been dumb; And we knew that his spirit was pluming its flight That the hour of departure had come. Still the clock kept the time, with a soft
porcupine If you tryin to take mine Yo, pick up my nigga Splif In the blue 5S's Sportin out tan, interior blue head restses Move, baby no time for second
to be RuPaul Ain't nobody that's real ever knew y'all Second to none and I'm dealing with Marshall This time I never come down, deal with the blue
I'm in I go out and just come back full circle again You a fad, that means your something that we already had But once you're gone, you don't come back
and just come back full circle again You a fad, that means you're somethin that we already had But once you're gone you don't come back [Eminem] Too
seconds, I reckon it won't be long til recorded ways of striving will be dead and gone But this loss coming through despite who try to see me These brothers
stuff, it's delicious Don't believe me? Ask the dishes They can sing They can dance After all, Miss, this is France And a dinner here is never second
lemme git 'em Yes I'm back, plus I'm mad, so I ain't playin' wit 'em Any bitch wanna come test me, Yup, come to my city, that's where I be I ride