get lucky. With my brains, your looks, your nights, my rooks, they could really win a lot of games. But just think, what if they end up with my looks and your brains
翻訳: ミスターTのエクスペリエンス. 私のルックスとあなたの頭脳を持つ.
With my brains, your looks, your bait, my hooks, we could catch a thousand gravy trains. But it would be bad if all we had was my looks and your brains. So hold my
them see they way Through it, not you Can't step in my pants Can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth You lose your tie And your shirt Since
weren't pleased and wanted to be teased and taunted. it's all confetti and rice particles, trophies and vice articles, at the end of my grey haired and
house that hot tub with that steam relaxing And we be seen in action Keep them fiends collapsing And they thirsty and they nodding and the be ? They see me my
a dead one Red rum, political bedlam Don't let the hype into your eyes and ear drum Murdoch own Fox, not 18 with Barracas And he hate Barack ?cause he march with
seed Don't rat on your boy over some rat weed I'm out of your back door, I'm into another Your boyfriend doesn't know about me and your mother Not perfect
seed Don't rat on your boy over some rat weed I'm out of your back door and into another Your boyfriend doesn't know about me and your mother Not perfect
' to smell fear But he ain't gonna smell no fear 'cause I'm God's own drunk and a fearless man It hung him up He looked right in my eyes, and my eyes
all over again and when you lose your equillibrium it's all messed up you've got no more equilibrium there's something wrong with me and if you won't play along with
you didn't experiment? Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased And I got
see they way through it - not you Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth; you lose your tie and your shirt [Eminem]
of your back door and into another Your boyfriend doesn't know about me and your mother) Roses are red the sky is blue I got my barrel at your neck so
by my own dad With no memory at the time of the experience I'd had. And so I went on with my life these things locked up in my brain I grew up no different
them see they way through it, not you. Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth; you lose your tie and your shirt. [Eminem
