I just got three wishes I ain't askin' for world peace I want Range Rovers in three different colors Genie gimme the damn keys Dead wrong like a dead
me? D R E and Shady with Doggy from Long Beach (Eastside!) Came a long way to makin' these songs play It'll be a wrong move to stare at me the wrong way
Eminem) I really liked you and you didnt listen and now I wanan take back everything I said I wish I were dead to many things that I did To many wrongs
scream to death 'cause im sensitive id just knock you out dead (BANG) DEEEEEEEAAAAAAAADDDDDDDD 'cause two MCs just shot me three times (3 shots) (2x) (Eminem
bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me? Well, guess what, I am dead, dead to
them motherfuckers,shot up them motherfuckin crew.Motherfuckers who diss me,motherfuck you,IA'm raw as a motherfucker,pop trunks on these motherfucker,Niggaz is wrong
me? D R E and shady, with Doggy from Long Beach Came a long way, to makin' these songs play It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way I got
and may reply with a grin yes, I'm tired of being ?? why should I be secluded, I got a brand new horn to be tooted To sum it up in a nutshell, "Eminem
bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me? Well guess what, I am dead, dead to
today. now every snigle day i make habits to get up but today i just feel like a pooh butt so ill stay in bed i dont know whats wrong with me im just
a hot oven cos you've broken bonds kissed others with open tongs being disloyal like whats been planted in this soil but this is all i've herd how they cheat and end up dead
conspiracy theory this shit is real written underneath the dollar on the masonic seal (eminem) i dont rap for dead presidents id rather see the president dead
Crooked about to score I see the red zone All I need is beats by Dre but not the headphones Think I don't live right homie you dead wrong Submarine sandwich
[eminem] Hey yo dawg I got some shit on my motherfuckin chest that I need to get off cause, if I don't I'ma fuckin explode, or somethin Now look - this
fail A druggy on bail nutty as well Which such like buddy revel Dead or in jail Still headin for hell The ghetto rebels the wrong guy Now get ya
Mixtape Vol. 1 Song: I C Dead People Typed by: soun042564@yahoo.com [Verse 1: Redman] Word is bond, Redman make the eardrum I'm seeing dead pople
