RIGHT HERE) From here on out it's the Chronic 2 Startin today and tomorrow's the new And I'm still loco enough To choke you to death wit a Charleston Chew {*Eminem's vocal
know that in-between green shit to win her over But fuck it, I'm a soldier, by now she should've noticed That ya boy gone spit vocals or gone sell yola
, they all be fine And the only girl that you could take of mine Is the one that i left way behind And plus you're cheap, you're petty, your music is
yo I met her at the bar rolling with three wise men like I followed the star There she is shorty bi-coastal Thick like bifocals, stacked like 2Pac vocals
feel like a fall when the hands that pushed you Were holding you up? Close encounter, got you wide open Heartache got your boom box going Music and vocals
's off with yo' head nigga 'less you one of them Dodgers We sound off as one, we gun harmonize! [vocal gun sounds and scatting for next 22 seconds] [Crooked I] This shit is musical
out of it Heads been tired of it, here's the real Cop my shit, take the wrapping off, feel the chill Im like an epidemic thearapuetic music infectious Vocals
as corrupt as Don King Boxed into the ghetto, so be champ with the bling Industry's the arena, the internet is the ring You train audible Queens, to sling music
to forget I know, I can't afford to stop for a moment.. that it's too soon.. to forget [music gradually fades out] [Mos Def - speaking over sung vocals
convention The nigga that'll gun down, eighty frenchmen Lead vocalist, music specialist, rap arsonist I deal with sharpness plus spark the hardest individual I plant crimes inside vocals
of Millions) is fearin the (Black) When we (Bumrush the Show) (The Enemy Strike Back) With mo' game than the music and our message attract (Revolverlution) and (Rebirth)'ll keep the music
are the ultimate (Rock-rockin' it) We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, rock, c'mon y'all Yo my definition is a lyricist for hire My vocal's a passport
to the to the to the to the Y'all know the name, I got game like an Evangelist Relax to my man D'Angelist, who could ever cancel this Music growth, it
kinda ill when you let your music go free flowin' Buildin' on improvised grounds and still growin' People work hard, some wanna escape But yo, we gotta face the music
' me on track So if I bug out, and act like a lunatic He does Donkey Kong, and as soon as it Gets to my eardrums, from his vocal chords I get hyped up
with us My manager moe, he's down with us Castle-d boy, he's down with us D.j. red alert, he's down with us Robocop boy, he's down with us Makin' funky music
miles We drop some nuclear bombs, we tryin' to see smiles I caught a shootin' star inside a peanut butter jar We bring it in the vocal booth and beam
us and you took away from us the one thing we never acknowledged, your life.. [Mac Mall] Yeah, game laid down by Q, y'knawmsayin? Vocals by Rasheeda,