clearer The truth about you.. You got noone to lie to Noone there to cry to I just want to say goodbye to.. - The truth about you.. The truth
tied to a limb And you're a big old wuss if you don't jump in the water And when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do
bitch You making me respect you less, I'm really starting to switch You're saying that and this and you're heart broken Yeah, you sound like shit like you
this nigga we pump slugs in frames That's the type of dude you're listenin to Soft to you for a minute then I'm trippin with you And since you want it
, bathroom, nappin' at noon Yeah, dad's in a bad mood, he's always snappin' at you Marshall, what happened at you? Can't stop with these pills And you
I'll call my dad up and invite him I can sleep in till noon anytime I want Though there's not many days that I do Gotta get up and take on that world When you
's for certain you can get you some heat And over beef, you laid to rest like you was gettin' some sleep Where the little kids get ammunition, word, you
you Thanks for your patience you find a man I hope it's true If you know I was out of line, I miss you like all the time And if you don't wanna see
't care about you, about your watches they ain't call.. about your... hey, i rap for the bottom up, that's the niggers on the bottom, you know the guy
m missin' is you You know the truth, if I had my way I would spend everyday around you If there's a problem you just holla, girl you know I got you It
But you'se a bitch if you choosin' to squeal It's more than obvious, you don't know a thing about honor But what goes around comes around, you'll soon
to break laws Behind the badge you try to cover up your racial war I got somethin' for you boys in blue The system poisoned you, blew your cover, now what you
, Are you aware unless you're rich, you have poor health care It makes you scream and want to pull out your hair Discharged from hospitals soon as you
Eminem huh? You wanna diss us? You wanna diss Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid? Well here goes a remix From us to you This is the truth about Slim Anus... (
is gold the grass is green [ fiddle ] Yeah I left California just before the Grateful Dead Told the truth about the gold I'd searched for in my head Like my Dad
than dead people buried and forgotten about *Dad? I need to borrow $300 $300? What for, son? Well, I got Jenny knocked up again! Son, did I ever tell you about
learned to talk - Both sides of my mouth makes sense You'll see the skin of my teeth But you won't see a smile So here it is, the big truth Hiding in
' about, what we're talkin' about is what we're thinkin' about, and that's the whole point: you should think before you talk. So where we're at right