...Life a game of chess, and im headed for your queen Now my stomach and my thighs, what a head is in between And she wetter than a stream, I drink medicine to lean Keep a cup in my hand like im begging for some cheese I fall off in the party, yeah im kinda tardy But if I hater trip riding on em l...

... muthaf**ka in tha world man. Niggas ain't f**kin with me man. Nigga i'm high, smokin. Fly ass car. I run these muthaf**kin streets, and these niggas out here lookin for me. Man i wish a muthaf**ka would... Ay nigga hurry your ass up, nigga. Damn

...allas With lights simmer trees for the ambiance I been up and down and high and low Fly with dough, broke looking grimy yo My shiny glow definitely ain''t cause of my Bentley It''s something that my fam put in me Who am I? You ask The guy with the razzmatazz with ten duffel bags packed...

...me extra pillows and seat back love so i had to introduce her to the mile high club now that's young chick, stewardess, project and model that means i fly rough early, plus i know tahoe that means i'm new school, pop pills and stay in beef but i never have a problem with my first class seat i ...

Dina Rea: Mmmhh Eminem: You high baby? Dina Rea: Yeahh... Eminem: Yeah? Dina Rea: hahaha..Talk to me... Eminem: You want me to tell you somethin? Dina Rea: Uh huh... Eminem: I know what you wanna hear... 'Cuz I know you want me baby I think I want you too... Dina Rea:...

...? W: Humph. M: "Humph"! What do you mean "Humph"? I was the star player in high school. W: Yeah, twenty-five years ago. Look, I just don't want you to have a heart attack running up and down the court. M: So, what are you suggesting? Should I just abandon the idea? I'm not that out of shape. W: Well...

...ather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga ur a gonna at night When The Music Stops Proof Instigators, ?? pits in cages Let loose and bit the neighbours wrist to razors Ya'll don't want war, you want talk In...

Eminem - Can I Bitch [in a high falsetto voice] Uncle Marshall! Will you tell us a bedtime story? [regular voice] Here we go... Now once upon a time not long ago There was a little rapper about to blow But his album came and it was not good I think it went lead or double copper ...