Shady, Aftermath, The Dream Team We gotta get the get well cards Niggas is sick, feel this Motion picture shit Now don't think I won't hit ya 'cause I'm popular I got a P90 Reuger to pop at ya Catch ya slippin' I'm a give ya what I got for ya My clip

Oh oh dear life I'm about to make you last Don't wanna let you go You're scaring me to death I'm hangin' on for dear life I'm beggin' on you please, just slow down Dear Life, I hope you know Dear Life, what's your plan I'm tryin' to catch my breath

Catching feelings Could it be a possibility? I'm tryna see what's up It's been me for you, and you for me, maybe now is time for us Tryna keep it all together, but enough is enough They say we're too young for love, but I'm Catching feelings girl Sun

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

Who gave up on you I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch What a catch And all I can think of Is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one Miss Flack said I still want you back

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

When love comes to town I'm gonna catch that flame Maybe I was wrong to ever let you down But I did what I did before love came to town When love comes to town I'm gonna jump that train I was a sailor, I was lost at sea I was under the waves Before love

Whatever happens here Drown me with rain I'm gonna wake up Screaming your name Yes I'm a sinner Yes I'm a saint Yeah every single time the wind blows Every single time the wind blows

Please don’t let me die in Florida, I don’t care about my name. Throw my bed on to a train. And this is what I know. If you catch me dying in Orlando If you catch me dying in Daytona I was born in Indian summer, In the Southern long ago. Where those

Pacing the cage Sunset is an angel weeping Holding out a bloody sword No matter how I squint I cannot Make out what it's pointing toward Sometimes you feel like you've lived too long Days drip slowly on the page You catch yourself I've proven who I am so