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| themes, prose, big bang, prejudice, 1995, 2 pac picture gallery, tom dicillo, spoken word, graduate, mandana beigi, drama, abusive, comedy, recipes, garden cress, | Motherfuckers, Slim Shady barbs Dr Dre: Dr Dre! Eminem: I'm drunk pass the tec {Eminem And Dr. Dre } Cause if I get locked up tonite! Then I might not come home tonite! {Dre} Keep it moving! Off and on, barbs Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On Cause if I get locked up tonite! Then I might not come home tonite! {Dre} Keep it moving! Off and on, Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On {Eminem} The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling tire I set a fucking girl barbs on fire with a curling iron (AHH!) Psych I'm just joking, for christ sake Dont get so bent out of shape Cause I went out and raped six girlfriends Some people just don't get it, but I won't let it upset me Cause they don't know better They don't know what the fuck its like to be so fed up And fed so many uppers you're down and won't get up My mind's got a mind of it's own, sometimes I can't find it at home It hides in the stove (Hello, where you at?) |
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| at it My head is aching, garden cress I'm dedicated to medication But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? (Come garden cress on!) Anyway I got down with Dre (What up?) The first man who taught me how the glock sounded to spray Running up and down the street screaming, "Fuck the Police" When you still had your mother's fucking Nipple stuck in your teeth (Fucking baby) Became a role model garden cress after Colorado Now all they do is follow me around and holla Bravo! Hell yea I punch my bitch and beat my kids in public Suck my dick, bitch I'm sick enough to fuck a man in his face but I won't Cause you'll probably wanna stand in his place So put a sock in it, with your fake-ass Tupac image You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and become talkative (Wanna Fight?) I'm probably the akwardest alcoholic talking Walking like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket So when you see me on your block stumbling, mumbling A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle does I ain't buzzed, I'mm juss high on life So why on earth would I need drugs, when I can fly on kites? |
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