 |
| Eminem Miscellaneous B-Rabbit On The Roof Top Yo, yo Your style is generic, mines authentic made, I roll like a renegade, you need clinic aid, My techniques bizarre and ill, I scar and kill, You were a star until I served you like a bar and grill, And I proceed to cook and grill ya, Thats all it took to kill ya, You betta recognize me like I look familiar, You wanna battle? You beat around the bush, Like youre scared to lick pussy so you eat around the tush, I need a clown to push, someone that I can bully, Wait a minute, I dont think you understand fully, See me without a style like mustard without the Heinz, I lead the new school, you' re a 'busta without the 'rhymes', I'll crush the shit out ya lines, Oh that shik sheiky smokin dat leak leaky ten freaky girsl inside the Chin Tiki girl when u see me u betta believe me this aint a game n pimpin aint easy anything goes when it comes to hoes im the kingpin when it comes to flows u betta ask someone if u dont know when u see a girl say, "What up doe?" |
Videos
|
Add
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
Copyright © 2007-2009 LyricWorld.com, LoiNhac.com
© 2009 lyricworld.com, loinhac.com are two of a family of companies in the LmVN Group.