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patrick henry griffin (jesus) - (tomb raider) 15 - eminem (prod. storm) lyrics

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(tomb raider) 15 + eminem (prod. storm)

beat title no friends drake type

i don’t got time today
i’m russian the game and i’m kickin
the door they ain’t lettin me in
i done took so many losses
done fell like four times
but i’m back for the win
rip mac but i’m packin a ten
back in the day i was steppin in tims
i don’t even have a whip yet
but when i get it i promise i’ll forgi the rims
x2

you can’t afford me my message a 10
you really thick but you spreadin it thin
you got no bread but i’m bred for this sh+t
i go for the longest, i’m gone with the wind

talkin bout b+tches i f+cked
they can’t even keep up
yeah i get to nut in her ribs
you think the sh+t is a w
but i be winning because
i don’t have any kids
motivation on a stack now
i’m in the background
but i’m gettin it in
every sat+rday i’m a latter day
i used to measure weight
paid by the gram

i am a heavyweight
beating these cases like
fleeing the scene, like what county i’m in?
i get her wet, got her drowning again
she was so toxic off of the tonic and gin
9 year old alcohol deep in my skin

i’m with the reaper, i’m pleading the fifth
she been a fiend for my d+ck
leave it to past, to measure my clique
you need polygraphs and some
acid to trip

i was on sudafed like i’m sick
i was on dxm with a b+tch
i was on synthetics of psychedelics
you ain’t researched none of this sh+t

i be comin in lit
you be comin in b+tch
i wasn’t comin up quick
i wasn’t given nothing, it’s a given i win
i was in cinema, f+ck individuals
i got some lunch money by the brick
santa cruz i was cruising the whip
had to lose to learn i wanna win
walking with no shoes, no one knew i was sick
n0body know i’m the kid

n0body know how i live
schizoaffective my hearing a gift
voices in my head i’m heady with this
really i’m henry with this

big h, let the bandplay
hermes on the wrist
coming from carriages
i just embarrassed a b+tch
she knew just what she had did
that was unjust, in the league with the
shadows, i’m in

i was in germany, yeah berlin
rappers be babbling
this is like babylon
the cameras are really amidst
it’s like a mist
pistol i grip
i missed some shots
most of em hit
i was with diddy and them
jigga the jig, i’m writing the script
ready to die, i’m ready to live
life after death, this is the sh+t

born again, i was born again
on march 9th, eminem is my b+tch

i don’t got time today
i’m russian the game and i’m kickin
the door they ain’t lettin me in
i done took so many losses
done fell like four times
but i’m back for the win
rip mac but i’m packin a ten
back in the day i was steppin in tims
i don’t even have a whip yet
but when i get it i promise i’ll forgi the rims
x2

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