now a ball All the dinners are burning dear All the while I'm learning dear Now I'm no longer earning dear A man for all seasons Not now I'm feeling
译文: 挤. 男子四季.
your mother fuckin asses up You with us or what? Well come on then, you know what time it is Stop sleepin on my group bitch! [Verse 1: Eminem] For whatever
(Workin') Well, you don't know who the enemy is (Workin') You don't know You don't know who the enemy is (Workin') Company man (Workin') Eight for me, one for
t what you wanted man I'm a problem for every rapper breathing, on every track I'm eating It's a fact I'ma be a factor and wrap the season I pull my
ether in three amounts When I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle Releasin' rage on anybody in squeezing range Cold enough to make the seasons
Good mornin Haha, wake your mother f**kin arses up Yo what is the what? Well come on then, you know what time it is Stop sleepin on my roof bitch For
, waiting for the kick-off One removed the lip gloss, like she was 'bout to lick all She caressed me, with fingertips soft as velvet Dying for me to packer
in your sweats (Uh) Find your man dead in the trunk of a car (Uh) It's Jada responsible for breakin' your heart (Uh) Uh Creep through the streets For some of y'all
You can't murder what's dead We walk the pavement with, one in the head Now what I stands for I rise for, my man's who I die for Blows frontline in the
me go All I ever wanted to do was be da man Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam But quarter ki's make G's that's all I know All I know, all I know
lumps in nine Let the smoke cloud clear so the sun can shine Culture shock, for some of us that's all we got Whether you ball or not, you can all be
lumps in nine Let the smoke cloud clear so the sun can shine Culture shock, for some of us that's all we got Whether you ball or not, you can all be shot
me ?cause I'm colder than ya'll And I would never, I would never, I would never Fall I'm being hated by the seasons So fuck ya'll who hating for no reason
, to overcome any obstacle. Not talking just Hostyle Gospel talking all of you stand up, tell the devil he ain?t got no power time to man up. God understands
'm colder than ya'll And I would never, I would never, I would never fall I'm being hated by the seasons So fuck ya'll who hatin' for no reason [Chorus
around your throata Grip grip tight and choke her Hate hate me fo no reason Beat beat yo like a ? ? ? Pumpkin head whatchu getta It must be killin season For
start giving How else you think the money's supposed to come thats why When I need bread I grab the toaster and stick niggas for they crumbs I extort as you get stuck for
