People pay with their endless tax dollars. The animals pay with their fucking lives. Why are the animals exposed to death for their useless lies. Institutions of death
gone for so long, I'm running out of time I need a doctor, call me a doctor I need a doctor, doctor to bring me back to life It hurts when I see you struggle
you got to give up (Yeah, I know) If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know) My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday
worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry
sheet, my knees get weak To the point i had to take me a seat This shits deep When they put a nigga down that you was raised around What was once a minor
bow down to the bull like Kolkata They ain't what I'm rapping for I rather be a matador So tartare or rather raw I know that sounds fucked up like a
I got a lot to look back on in '88 Got my crack on ten years later gettin' my rap on Gettin' shorties like a thespian Had an episode with two lesbians got a
are doomed this night 11 horses swimming in the sea The sea they thought was just a river They're used to this it's probably just a race That helps
are doomed this night 11 horses swimming in the sea The sea they thought was just a river They're used to this, it's probably just a race That helps
for so long I'm running out of time I need a doctor Call me a doctor I need a doctor, doctor To bring me back to life [Eminem] It hurts when I see you struggle
of the track, lookin visibly shaken Taken them plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers with crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin God but havin children by a
can get a brother a case Talkin pants, Air Force Ones, and a baseball cap It's casual, but to authorities it mean you sellin crack It's a shame I
needle hit me up in vein most of my real niggas are dead they done left me with my fake friends the ones that 'always need you but don't appreciate' friends
m part of a family United til death simply cause we choose to be An occasional joke, a diss, or a crowd pleaser Callin your moms a ? ? look-a-like skeezer
mate who put a rope around his neck But he choked to death instead coz the fall never broke his neck See both of them, were trapped in a struggle
Seein' you go had me feelin' low Just to know a brotha was about to blow But the world was killin' him slow Your fans miss you wit a passion An' they
