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Eminem feat 2Pac _ My destiny این ریمیکس معروف و زیبا رو ازدست ندین

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Eminem : It was my decision to get clean, I did it for meAdmittedly I probably did it subliminally for youSo I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me throughAnd Don't even realize what you did, believe me youI've been through the wringer, but they can do little to the middle fingerI think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king ofMy world, haters can make like bees with no stingers and drop deadNo more beef lingersNo more drama from now on, I promiseTo focus solely on handlin' my responsobilities as a fatherSo I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughtersAnd raise it, you couldn't lift a single shingle ont itCause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the clubOr the corner pub and lift the whole liquour counter upCaus I'm raising the barI'd shoot for the moon, but I'm too busy gazing at starsI feel amazing and I'm not2pac: We promised to be good to each other, + I love yaSo I know you gonna make a good motherJust try to understand if I change in timeIt's only cause I never owned anything that's mineSo I'm trying to, you can you can stay with my mommaBut keep the drama on a lowNever call the police, I never called you a bitch or ho'We were all born hungry in this world aloneFinally moved out my mom's house, and got a happy homeDMXThe bullshit, the drama, the guns, the armorThe city, the farmer, the babies, the mommaThe project, the drugs, the, the children, the thugsThe tears, the hugs, the love, the slugsThe funerals, the wakes, the churches, the coffinsThe heartbroken mothers, it happens too ofenThe problems, the things we use to solve 'emYonkers, the Bronx, Brooklyn, HarlemThe hurt, the pain, the dirt, the rainThe jerk, the fame, the work, the gameThe friends, the foes, the Benz, the hoesThe studios, the shows, comes and it goes. Chorus 2pacIt was like the hood goin'Something we all adore, the one thing worth dyin' for Nothing but pain, stuck in this gameSearching for furtune and fameThat's what I hearBiggie : A nigga never been as broke as me, I like thatWhen I was young I had 2 pairs of lees, besides thatThe pin stripes and the grayThe one I wore on mondays and wednesdaysWhile niggas flirt, I'm sewing tigers on my shirtand AlligatorsYa wanna see the inside, huh, see ya laterHere come the drama, oh, that's that nigga with the fake, Bloaw! Why you punch me in my face, stay in ya placePlay ya position, here come my intuitionGo in this nigga pocketRob him while his friends watchingThat hoes clocking, here comes respectHis crew's your crew, or they might be the nextLook at they man eye, Big man they never trySo we roll wid'em, stole wid'emI mean loyalty, niggas bought me milks at lunchThe milks was chocolate, the cookies, buttercrunchIn gear, oshkosh with blue and white ducksChorus 2pacIt was like the hood goin'Something we all adore, the one thing worth dyin' for Nothing but pain, stuck in this gameSearching for furtune and fameThat's what I hear

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