can't last long 'Cause everyday niggaz gettin' they blast on Funerals and court dates, plea bargain for your life You'll be out in twelve years, once
be down" 'Cause new styles is goin' down, look around you Tunes from the Luniz spread round an round you Back to get my O on, they let me flow on The thirty
out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Umm) And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead" Uh, uhh, So why's your face red? Man you wasted Well, since age twelve
, none of these clowns can hurt me I'ma be here for a while, none of these clowns can hurt me At the time of this rhyme, five years 'til I know thirty
(Chorus) X2 You got them birds I want a few, first ima drop a deuce Homeboy want twelve, I want thirty, boy that?s forty-two Call that pick, that James
and a five, they all applause and he smiled But confident me, yea I threw my twelve on the ground Grab the dice, blew on 'em Passed off the other thirty
years ago, whips come from Japan I get that work on my face I get that work on my face [Wale] 600 Benz, condo six hundred grand I got twelve hundred
I'm broke as ***, son, gimme that Mossberg swerve Up into my bag 'cause I gotta get my mask and shells To put in this twelve gauge sawed off Get 'em
you expand your mind When you drop to thirty, you see it was all dirty No you drop to thirty two, and it occurs to you When you hit thirty three, now
PCP fiends, jumpin off cliffs And if you had the balls, you'd be walkin off stiff My paragraph alone is worth five mics (uh-huh) A twelve song LP, that's thirty
better get back, get back You better get back, get back back You better I'm disappointed in my dentist appointment He only gave me the fuckin' gas for thirty
make it boom We comin' through so make some room Found somethin' that could be somethin' if I pump it up This Kid Black is the only thing that could fuck it up The purple top? Thirty
the world He's thirty-eight years old, never kissed a girl He's thirty-eight years old, never kissed a girl He's thirty-eight years old, never kissed