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Yo, weed lacer, ’97 burgundy Blazer
Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the Mercury Tracer
Eminem I’m on some loc’d shit
Some fed up wit’ the bein’ broke shit
Weed I’m not to joke wit’
Bitch, I don’t sell crack, I smoke it
Lacer My brain’s dusted; I’m disgusted at all my habits
Freestyle Too many aspirin tablets, empty medicine cabinets
Losing battles to wack rappers ‘cause I’m always too blunted
Songtexte Walkin’ up in the cypher smokin’, talkin’ ‘bout “Who want it?”
Songtext Thug and crook; every drug in the book I’ve done it
Lyrics My 9’s at your brain, is that you chain? Run it
Lyric Crews die from an overdosage of excessive flavor
Aggressive nature got me stickin’ you for your Progressive pager
Liedertexte Spectacular, crystal-meth manufacturer
Stole your momma’s Acura, wrecked it, and sold it back to her
Liedertext Boostin’ Nike jackets, escaped from psychiatrics
Told the nurse to save a bed for me, I might be back, bitch
Alle So barricade your entrance, put up some extra fences
A woman beater, wanted for repeated sex offenses (Ooh)
Eminem Chasin’ dips – take ‘em on long vacation trips
Kidnappin’ ‘em and trappin’ ‘em in abusive relationships
Weed Fuck up your face and lips
Slit you stomach and watch your gut split
Lacer Gut you wit’ that razor that I use to shave my nuts wit’ [laughter]
Freestyle Mama, don’t you cry, your son is too far gone
Songtexte I’m so high, I don’t even know what label I’m on
Songtext I’m fucked up, I feel just like an overworked plumber
Lyrics I’m sick of this shit, what’s Dr. Kevorkian’s phone number?

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