choose Wearing nice new shoes Do it, do it If you're going through hell If you're going through hell If you're going through hell If you're going through hell Keep going
new shoes! Do it, do it! [Chorus:] If you're going through hell! If you're going through hell! If you're going through hell! If you're going through hell! Keep going
nice new shoes! Do it, do it! [Chorus:] If you're going through hell! If you're going through hell! If you're going through hell! If you're going through hell! Keep going
kings over the parkway tonight And tonight will go on forever while we walk around this town like we own the streets and stay awake through summer
trying to balla I ain't gotta follow, plus I'm on the hunt for the dolla Going through the drama, daily Cause you realize, that the street pays me
[Z-Ro] Lately I've been going through more bullshit, than a bull fighter So when I say my praises to God, one verse is like a full choir My every thought
t trying to balla I ain't gotta follow, plus I'm on the hunt for the dolla Going through the drama, daily Cause you realize, that the street pays me What
know they don't care what's going on in the ghetto anyway. [Verse 1:] Errday I wake up with a regular mentality, but I'm a target on the street and that
Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga
that you're going through some hell pal But life makin records ain't easy It ain't what I expected it's hectic it's sleazy But I guess that the streets
my medical bills I need a banker to finance my home I need security to back my loan It isn't new what I'm going through But everybody knows you got to
, with a mob and creepin through the neighborhood robbin damn It's a man on the roof with a gun, better run It's your chance Runnin through servin
run with a pump in my car And fuck who you are You're fucking with a couple of niggas that's really insane I'm talking loco, crazy as hell It ain't just
in, I'm just inches away I'm splitting your shit wide open, no stitches could save So die with your eyes open, you hope this isn't the way You end up going
I can't sleep) It's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) Verse 2: Eminem I'm going for broke, gambling and playing for keeps Everyday in the streets
their knees I believe in Jesus you know I know him Oh so well And I'm going to heaven by and by 'cause I already been through hell I believe in Jesus
mind to that time? Because I, I walk the streets alone I hate being on my own And everyone can see that I really fell And I'm going through hell Thinking
shit on my back Sprayed Aftermath on it, then loosened the strap It get hot in here, let Lucifer rap Bring hell to niggaz when Dre producing a track Take it to the streets
