me back out the gate Back out to tape, back out to rape Back off the chains so please back out the way Before I blow ya back out with this fuckin' AK
come on Yo, get the fuck up out the stage We gonna tear the roof up off this motherfucker Yo, move the fuck out kid, we gonna tear this shit up Hit that
grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week You could catch me in the studio bangin' out
's rally Hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Six days up out the week You could catch me in the studio bangin' out
up out the week Dre: You could catch me in the studio Bangin' out the beats to Provide you with the heat That keep blazin up out ya speaker Eminem:
e gotta bring my partna in yeah that Pokey hes comin out that Southside, yeah the Stone you know he's comin through with a pocket full of stones (Big
Bottled up inside, feeling so left out Standing in a corner wearing concrete shoes With my frozen smile and my lighted fuse Now every time I start to feel like that I roll out
Dont believe the hype Cant do nuttin for you man 911 is a joke 20 years we got here by actin like common folk Touring the world like a rolling stone Then
Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week Dr. Dre: You could catch me in the studio bangin' out
Register, One Way Or The Other I Can Promise You This, Juggalo Or Not Our Fuckin' Record's The Shit, And I Don't Give A Fuck What Rolling Stone Ends
familiar tune Tears roll down her cheeks and happy thoughts run through her head As he whispers low, with this ring, I thee wed Golden ring, with one tiny little stone
man I even remember the littlest things The things that most folks would forget Like the simple, loving way He?d just call my name Up at the grave stone rolled
I should be out in that driveway stopping you Tears should be rolling down my cheek And I don't know why I'm not falling apart like I usually do And how
, stop and meet your fate Wasteland gonna rock this place Uh-huh, check it out, check it out Uh-huh, check it out, check it out Engage into combat,
There's a long distance train rolling through the rain Tears on the letter I write There's a woman I long to touch and I missin' her so much But she's
red cheeks It's gonna be that steel drivin' man, poor boy "Be that steel drivin' man", she said Now sittin' alone there in his cell Now tears are rolling
Red hung out at the point of tears He was a honky tonkin' fool Ever since they brought that jukebox here Back in 1952 He was the first to drop a nickel
mama?s stoned out of my mind Just to hear that it?s over from her one more time As if I didn?t see that red Chevy not slowing down Loaded down and rolling