all blurred you're never cryin' you're never cryin' when it hurts you're never cryin' when it hurts you're never cryin' you're never cryin' when it hurts
way to go is up Is what I keep saying to myself She's... never, never never gonna get me She's... never showing her true feelings She's... never, ever never
up in the sky And wave our handkerchiefs, you gotta leave And so we say goodbye, bye, bye, bye, bye You know you can't always walk along the sunny side
don?t get any sack yards b-tch i ball hard, breakin all the back boards pretty boy Floyd step up i will crack yours and even at the White House we pull up
on the ocean those frivolous thoughts but I'm brought up full of this independence caught up sever relentless evil intentions nobody knows him even the henchmen warrior, poet, never
've given up so all long faces, let it rain Well keep your head up Is what they telling me what it better be Sorry but the world keeps stressing me Rain drops round up
in the wound My heart's an open sore that I hope heals soon I live in a cocoon opposite of Cancun Where it is never sunny, the dark side of the moon
You can't get paid in a earth this big, you worthless kid Niggaz don't deserve to live, go and get a motherfucker If he murder kids, bottle up carbohydrates and preservatives He got hit up
Guess you never know a good thing When it's right in your face You've been abused for so long Love gets tainted and all seems the same I guess it's unbelievable
got the gats Then they changed all the laws, it was a set up Lockin' all the young homies up Gettin' 'em all shot dead in the streets, straight set up
even up my sleeve A million albums sold and it's hard to believe well it's true homeboy It's not a lie, I used to sell tapes on sunny side I used to
ask New York, can Too $hort flow? Ask Detroit, they'll let them niggaz know Then ask Philly, can I rap? South side of Chicago, who's the mack? I never
or at the east bay dragon spot All the 85 boys with their hands in the air screamin? "Too short, just don?t stop" Like Royal Park, like Plymouth Rock, First street and Sunny side
got lines of clientele load up yo clip click-clack hold up yo shit get back if ya know ya shit admitt that roll up a spliff an hit that roll
so if ya come from there Then, push up your lighter Look, there he goes, it's E3 boy It's the second phaze, more peace for the boy Your never gonna take
to them 8 Mile alleys, let's rally Hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up
the valley's All the way to them 8 Mile alleys, let's rally Hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Six days up
rally Eminem: Hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out ya seat Dre's about to speak Blaze a pound a' weed 6 days up out the week Dre: You could
