outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me
', what are you provin'? (Turn that shit all the way up, yeah) You know that I'm two levels above you, baby (Music's gettin louder) Hug me baby, I'ma make you love
This song is dedicated to my man Tupac Shakur, rest in peace Notorious B.I.G., rest in peace And all my other homies that have died In the madness called
voicemails right before you flipped your top When me and Luis were trying to stick two CD's in the same slot Slim Shady, Slim Shady, I love you I love
should've known Well, maybe it's just me and my blind optimism to blame Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away And you'
compromise we gotta work it out this time we need to see eye to eye so lets meet in the middle We got somethin we can't enjoy im sick of you tryin to
Just looking for that hook [Chorus - Eminem] (Wait Dre look!) Shorty I love you And you love me too We were meant to be 'cause shorty You love me And I love
like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon [Busts Rhymes] Nicki, how you gon' take my hot line and make it a hot song? like I
I'd never been to sea, Could I take you anyways, Would you come with me, baby? And if I was a sick man, I'd never meant to be, Would you love me anyways
ever She loves me She loves me not I hate love Yeah I hate love Oh my God I hate love And I don't want love, I don't want love I don't wanna love no
, oh I just miss you, oh I just miss you, oh Homie, I'll never forget you, no For you, I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life So sick it'll blow
bottle phor another one (ha) lean over put ya head back quick, will i'm get ya something meaby you wanna spread that shit, go'head and spread that sick, get that sick
Tattoo on your tummy Thugged out as hell But I'mma make you love me Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it's on I promise you I will do all these words to this song
fool Crying over you If your so sick of love songs So tired of tears You say you love me Why ain't you here? I'm so sick of your love songs So sad and
hot and they want more They love the way I kick it they addicted to ya boy I'm ecstasy I'm the ultimate trip I have ya in the mornin like a dope fiend sick
blue Cryin' over you And I'm so sick of love songs So tired of tears So done with wishing You were still here Said I'm so sick of love songs So sad
getting older and starting to talk Now my mom's got sick and she can't walk No high school diploma But I know math Ain't write one song and she still
Get you all impossibly dirty Get you all impossibly dirty Sounds like a love song Sounds like a love song The most incredible baby Uhh, mmm, mmm, mmm