The rhymes he say have no particular order Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater. We'd like to ask now that all passengers please hold Their breath, as we take you through an underwater hip

Na na na na na na Walk my way, Mrs All American Say my name, no need to pretend Don't be shy, Mrs All American You know she's like No one understands the chemistry we have And it came out of nowhere (Yeah) It's not like we planned this, Getting out of

All that has been, all that's to be No tomorrow, the demise of sanity Where have I gone, blacked out on my death ride Twisted and broken down, forever on the wrong side Twisted and broken down You've never known such fear, you've never shed such tears

I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved Into nightfall And you're not here To get me through it all I let my guard down And then you pulled the rug Now the day bleeds Somebody to have I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to

From this moment We're bound together Now and forever The loneliness has gone You will never be alone War is all around I'm growing tired to fighting I've been drained and I can't hide it But I have strength for you, you're all that's real anymore

See a man don't have to die to go to hell Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell

Born under a bad sign Been down since I began to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all If it wasn't for bad luck, you know I wouldn't have no luck at all Hard luck and trouble is my only friend I been on my own ever since I was

Even on sunny days, sunny days Paris don't compare to your smile What I have when I'm there with you Know-it-all's around me Telling me what I need They don't know enough about me I know you're probably worried So girl I try to hurry Right back to your

All I know is everybody loves me Feels just like I don't try Looks so good I might die Swaying to my own sound Flashes in my face now And you don't have to make a sound

It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none You're back now at the jack-off hour this is DJ, Eazy Dick On W-Balls, right now, something new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg And this one goes out to the ladies, from all the guys A big bow wow wow, 'cause we gonna