of me I'm sittin' in my room With a needle in my hand Just waitin' for the tomb Of some old dyin' man Sittin' in my room With a needle in my hand Just
me... I'm just sitting in my room with a needle in my hand waiting for the tomb of some old dying man sitting in my room with a needle in my hand
Translation: System Of A Down. Needles.
ask your girl, "Why she starin' at me?" Leave me alone Calicos We ready for the get down You ready to have sit-down Bitch nigga sit-down Runnin' in
you, starin' you down with a gremlin grin I'm Eminem, you're a fag in a women's gym I'm Slim, the Shady is really a fake alias To save me with in case
I used to follow my cousin, he was a buck too Y'all don't like how I'm living, well, fuck you I been a G since a little kid Sticking my head up into
[verse 1] The Black falling down, its goin down No subject matter, I dont hear it goin around Minds over matter , they don't mind cause We dont matter
until it hurt ya Daddy came to freak it down And work ya, what time is it? P to the B to the P to the A Lay my game down precise like every day Display
' Haven't you heard big things come in small packages I prefer the orange ones with the black OC Take two and you cannot move from outcha seat Some people melt 'em down in a needle
you, starin you down with a gremlin grin I'm Eminem, you're a fag in a women's gym I'm Slim, the Shady is really a fake alias to save me with in case
t you heard big things come in small packages I prefer the orange's with the black O-C Take to where you can, I move about you see Some people mellow down in a needle
fucking disenchantment Despair, emptiness Isolation rapes you everyday Face down, taste the dust, digging deeper in your grave Haven't found a reason, haven't found a
't believe some of the things he sees Anger's a gift and I won't be kept down In poverty there is no democracy Used needle and a crack vile A broken bottle and a
