[Verse 1 - Eminem] If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it Then so be it 'Cause nowadays these kids, jeez Don't give a shit about lyrics All they wanna
sinnin like everyday/ im spendin my time preventin my mind flippin and goin insane/ and now that we comin up on these last days well into the fast lane
that we done lost off in this dirty game Got niggas doin 40 When you 25 that's life I guess when your career is sellin dope somebody got to pay the price These
my feet Beef`s to me like bar-b-que its nothing at all Thought that ratchet was a fool a bay bay goin off [Chorus 1] [E-40:] E-40 from the bay hey bay
Free you ? ? ? ? u live ur life throw these movies, u a TV, A n!gga Fu** with me Squigly lines an IV's. Uncle says Flocka Murder this MothaFu**a! Yo roc Dig a hole for these
some,this year i gotta show ya, man im all in the hood for making that fucka bark, you know flocka shoot first like John Stark, 40 nights,40 days no
down and watch her belly flop (I don't know why this) As the world turns (World keeps turning round and round) These are the days of our lives These
[Eminem] If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it then so be it cause nowadays these kids, jeez don't give a shit bout lyrics all they wanna hear is
plus I'm from the M shawty And all these rappers I don't mess wit them shawty My life real shawty blood, sweat and tears shawty Through out these years
seen you naked But I'ma wait it out I'm bout to see that drought Cuz if I hit it now these feelings take a different route So, I'm on some 40 days and
, get de automatic Disrespect, from MC's, me nah go have it De automatic, get de automatic Tonight a rapper gwan die I spent 40 days and 40 nights in
party I'm slangin' the mic like a syllable shotty, sippin' 40's Check it out, y'all, L.A.W.'s raw L.A.W. the lyrical assault weapon L.A.W. this might
ll take an order of that to go then Inner city posse's got the dogbeats Icp we got the dogbeats No you don't stop with the funk from the old days Start
[Verse 1: E-40] Out here is sick, AR-70's and albino pits (Albino pits) Patriots and bushmasters, home invasions and licks I'm in it to make the most,
find some fools be gettin crossed victims of 40-ness man all that drama you come with I swear you on some shit Whether it's morphine or cocaine Doja or doggfood they had these
mine that was livin out of order Makin money like water (illlllll-egal?) Yeah, sorta He sold drugs and robbed a lot of people But in these days and
and manuscripts When I start to go all out, you be like damn he flipped Now I'm sick and fed up with the bull shit I got that lyrical full clip When
bad, I always drink Calm down, relax and think Only days we like to clown A 24-ounce 'fore the sun go down On weekends, that's when it's cool To drink a 40
