up you fuck Shut up you suck You don't need to tell me `Cause I don't want to hear Don't talk to me You're fakin' I can see Don't stare at me
Translation: Backyard Babies. Stars.
a star war Yeah, star war So watcha waitin' for? Star war So watcha waitin' for? Star war So watcha waitin' for? Go, go, go Star war So watcha waitin
[Eminem] Chris reeves, in his grave, ya homie, turn turn Im the debating, utilating the lady You been waiting for shady and Fifth Aint no duplicating it baby Therea??s a baby
streets locked with raw talent, I laugh at the weak So this about cleaning up house, my own backyard Famous home of rap stars well known be getting robbed
and Diane Couple British kids from The palace at Buckingham Chuckie wants to grow up And be a polo star And ride his little horsies All around the backyard
when you hear this sound when you hear this sound Verse (Jamie Foxx) I don't play a little park I'm a backseat driver Ocean in my backyard deep sea
're bringin' me grief I, rat-a-tat-tat it like one-two one-two Cock my shit back and let off on your whole crew I'm Brick City baby, twenty-four seven
dance floor is alive with beauty Mystery and danger We dance out 'neath the stars' ancient light into the darkening trees Oh won't you baby be in
slidin' the pipe, it's super tight So don't try to knock us, baby, don't try to hate That's how we do it in that Lone star state, get it straight, we
young, dumb, and faceless While big cats copping these dumb hoes And nice bracelet (You hear that, all stars go wait on your publishing checks so you can pay your baby
security guard I turn 'em into track stars You know my name baby that's Weezy Fuckin' Baby And if that nigga hatin' on ya then fuck him baby I tell '
we make niggas mad And wanna pop shit Massive and attractive Niggas is captive Chemotherapy needed Lyrics radioactive When I hit hard It get my dick hard In my backyard Analyze the stars
test Ice Cube would ace it, I'm built for success Fuck a rock star We wanna party like a rap star In the club, in the house or the backyard, yeah You
I remember about it was it starred Gregory Peck He wore a gun and he was shot in the back Seems like a long time ago, long before the stars were torn
the moon You can't hear me Oh, can you feel me so close And yet so far Baby, I might as well be on Mars Baby, I can't fly If I could I'd come down
