m about dope, I'm a Dope Boy The mag light up like a glow toy I let it go I got a couple skeleton's in my past to show for it No disrespect to Mistah
When we rock hits to the sky throw 'em up to the heavens Us and crews clash no more, we built the Rapport So add a million sold or more is when I get
in rap How I'm figurin that? I'm iller than y'all Plus all my niggaz be more realer than y'all More crooks and way more killers than y'all Hot with it
spit it's spectacular and accurate When I attack I'm more like Acura Flip Bloomberg the bird, bitch, more blood than Blackula More Christian scriptures
That's alright Yo' ma', you're so raw, hotter than solar I like you so far, dancin' with no bra Show me where them hands are, reachin' for my keys It
the summer heat When rubber meets the hot road, southern rainfall Weather and slang that change code, highway patrol Alcohol and Redbull Mediums mixed with drugs natural and chemical Immediate freak show
them freaks that I gotta run, I'm on the run But they tried to make me stay, they showed me two hooters a piece I stayed for a second but you know I
em, strike just like lightning I stay piping, hype just like Hype is Bitches wanna see me and my rindstone drawers Call in sick at work, then they take off For me, spread 'em out for
love, give me every drop, you kiss get's me very hot Never felt feelings before, and felt so sure Every time you put it on me, I fiend for more Think
to rob to rock and howie tee Now, I'm talkin about omega psi phi fraternity Givin a little history For some people, their lucky number's 7 For q-dogs,
for just for hip hop and not for rap Just for just for hip hop and not for rap Just for just for hip hop and not for rap Just for just for hip hop and
for just for hip hop and not for rap* *Just for just for hip hop and not for rap* *Just for just for hip hop and not for rap* *Just for just for hip
scream for help, blend in with the ??? and hoes You try to sit but their ain't know spaces The floor is a desert, a party oasis I know your on the tip for
Nigga you probably (The Low End Theory) {"Put some money on it"} You still doin shows for fifty seats Still writin rhymes 'bout LeBron that's with the Heat
make me go extra hard, yo nore should i hold back or show the repirtore quit at 16 or throw in extra bars just for the non-believers i show them why
leader make me go extra hard, yo nore should i hold back or show the repirtore quit at 16 or throw in extra bars just for the non-believers i show them
lets get ill one for the money, two for the show three, four, five, six, and seven for the flow eight, nine, ten, eleven, add a couple more i got
So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time Eminem: Get your ass up for the doctor One more time, get your ass up for