...more, Big Willie my game has grown prefer you call me William Illin for revenues, grateful dim the light channel 7 news, round seven jewels, hand gettin the mic Forgettin all I ever knew, convenient amnesia I suggest you call my lawyer, I know the procedure Lock my body can't trap my mind,...

...uld a slayed me as a baby Behavin shadier than Wes Craven And you aint even gotta pay me I take pleasure of layin a nigga down daily You face me drunk of sober You??￡l faint fast I??| never fucked up to where I can??° whoop your ass Your neck will get snapped wit bear hands fuck mus...

..., but you ain't either (Who?) If your feeling froggy leap (Oh) I ain't even lose no sleep (Oh) Theres more to me than what you see (Oh) You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.. Mr. Photographer I think I'm ready for my close-up (Tonight) Make sure you catch me from my good side (Pick one!) Th...

... I love them in a crazy way. Some say they sold yah and no they couldn't even work on Labor day. It aint that they black or white, their hands in areas the shades of grey. I'm West side anyway, even if I left today and stayed away. Some move away to make a way not move away cause they afraid...

...then I'm lookin' like honey relax looks like you bought the code we've even got the money for that All of a sudden you be trippin' on my cellular phone talkin' about all of the women that be takin' me home talkin' about all of the women I supposedly boned she crazy You know what it is you ...

... nakita koto mo aru sasaya na surechigai" "I've had fights and I've even cried over the trivial differences[3]" "Sore demo saigo wa egao de irareta kakegae nai kioku" "Tsuzuite iku nara shizen na futari de massugu doko made mo..." "Tsumazuki kizutsuki muchuu de ikiteru jibun ga...

...You know my status, know my flow You know thaty nigga that u wit, he aint even close [Hook] I'm money in da bag, all I do is pop tags Don't you wanna be down, with somebody that's gonna make you smile and laugh Don't you wanna be down I'm young, I'm fly and I got the swag, that u need in you...

...but the strain remains Think back to the ways of yesterday When we never even had to get paid to play Had a backpack filled with a lot to say But the words have all been thrown away We lost control again We lost control again We lost control Gotta find a way to make amends Rewrite the end ...

... guess words are a motherfucka, they can be great Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate It's like kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen? From standin' on corners and...

... don't come back, too bad [Eminem] You're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you We walk around just playin' the violin behind you Enough with all the pissin' and moanin', whinin' and bitch...