- Where'd You Go (Remix) 歌词 2Pac JAY-Z Eminem
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- Eminem Where'd You Go (Remix) 歌词
- 2Pac JAY-Z Eminem
- Dre, just let it run
Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. **** it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag of this **** it gives me the **** needed to be the most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre **** that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensin' these sentences Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. but at least have the decency in you to leave me alone, when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter to not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I don't know you and no, I don't owe you a mo-********-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you).. I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a ***** ain't one I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes" I'm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those If you grew up with O's and you zap the toes You'd celebrate the minute you was havin doe I'm like **** critics you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward Got beef with radio if i don't play they show They don't play my hits well i don't give a **** SO Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give'em more cash for ads...******* rap I don't know what you take me as or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has I'm from rags to ritches we ain't dumb we got 99 problems but a ***** ain't one Hit me! but still im havin memories Of high speeds when the cops crash As I laugh Pushin' the gas when ma Glocks blast We was young and we was dumb but we had heart In the dark where we survived through the bad parts Many dreams is what I had and plenty wishes No hesitation in extermination of these snitches Envious ******* they still continue to pursue me A couple o' movies now the whole world's tryin' to screw me Even the cops try to sue me So what can I do but stay true Sippin' 22s of brew And now the media's tryin' to test me Got the press asking questions trying to stress me Misery is all I see that's my mind state My history with the police is check the crime rate My main man had two strikes slipped Got arrested and flipped He screamed thug Life and emptied a clip
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