Lost in a world found in a place moving too fast to see your grace I've got the mallet and here's the spike help me now drive it as deep as you like
the crib Hit by cupid, stupid, why'd you do it? Why be bother? Why you holla? Three babies, three baby fathers Get wise kid, open your eyelids 'cause that last
s the reason you gave me the wrong number She got me feelin' like, 'maybe she the wrong woman' Think I'ma be chasin' the chicken head, you on somethin' Your toes painted
thats the reason you gave me the wrong number She got me feeling like "maybe she the wrong woman" Think im'a be chasin' the chicken head you own somethin' Your toes painted
Time] Song Produced By: Marshall 'EMINEM' Mathers and Shady Records Rewritten Version By: Dom 'D-Boi' NiA±o and Anthony 'New Shady' Kuriger Real Performance By: Marshall 'EMINEM' Mathers New Performance By
it don't sweat I can feel the devil's hot breath on my neck Buck buck to your ass get you numb like Teddy Pendegrass Fiening for quick cash, how long this shit gone last
all this? We're given life yet we court death. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before a stylised figure
hollow Screaming feed me here Fill me up again Temporarily pacifying Feed me here Fill me up again Temporarily pacifying 2: Magdalena Overcome by your Moving temple Overcome by
by the experiences That we may come across on a day to day basis It's limited by the circumstances, of us bein less fortunate in life They it's limited by
are we in all this? We're given life yet we court death. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before a stylised
the reason you gave me the wrong number She got me feeling like "maybe she the wrong woman" Think im'a be chasin' the chicken head you own somethin' Your toes painted
her, moved her in the crib Hit by cupid, stupid, why'd you do it? Why be bother? Why you holla? Three babies, three baby fathers Get wise kid, open your eyelids, cause that last
in the county jail waiting for my chance to post bail I wanna be paid in large stacks, I mash so fast I blast wondering how long will I last My memories
In the big picture bitch nigga you so sensitive Gonna squirt some I hurt one or two persons For the first done you mommy's suckin the girth numb Beat
puddle of my own metaphors on the floor And my heart pumps the art, so what will happen if I pass on They could never last long, so the band plays my
