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Drop The World

Lil Wayne Featuring Eminem

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Drop The World

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(capo 1ª casa)(intro)I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyesHate in my heart, love in my mindI seen nights full of pain, days of the sameYou keep the sunshine, save me the rainI search but never find, hurt but never cryI work and forever try, but I’m cursed, so never mindAnd it’s worse, but better times seem further and beyondThe top gets higher the more that I climbThe spot gets smaller, and I get biggerTry'na get into where I fit in, no room for a n*ggaBut soon for a n*gga it be on, mu’f*cka'Cause all the bullshit, it made me strong, mu’f*cka(refrão)So I pick the world up and I’ma drop it on your f*ckin’ head yeahBitch, I’ma pick the world up and I’ma drop it on your f*ckin’ head yeahAnd I could die now, rebirth motherf*cker, hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherf*ckerI’m gone, motherf*cker, I’m gone uhI know what they don’t wanna tell youJust hope you’re heaven-sent, and you’re hell-proofI-I walk up in the world and cut the lights offAnd confidence is the stain they can’t wipe offHuh, my word is my prideBut wisdom is bleak, and that’s a word from the wiseServed to survive, murdered and bribedAnd when it got too heavy I put my burdens aside(refrão)It hurts, but I never show this pain you’ll never knowIf only you could see just how lonely and how coldAnd frostbit I’ve become, my back’s against the wallWhen push come to shove, I just stand up and scream “f*ck 'em all”Man, it feels like these walls are closing in, this roof is caving inUp its time to razor-thin your days are numbered like pagers andMy book of rhymes, got 'em cookin’, boy this crooked mind of mine got 'em all Shook andScared to look in my eyes I stole that f*ckin’ clock I took the time and ICame up from behind and pretty much snuck up And butt-f*cked this game upBetter be careful when you bring my name up f*ck this fame, that ain’t whatI came to claim but the game ain’t gonna be the same on the day that I leave itBut I swear one way or another I’ma make these f*ckin’ haters believe thatI swear to God, won’t spare the rod I’m a man of my word, so your f*ckin’Heads better nod Or I’ma f*ck around in this bitch and roast everybodySleep on me, that pillow is where your head’ll lie permanently, bitch,It’s beddy-bye this world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to dieMy head is swole, my confidence is up this stage is my pedestalI’m unstoppable, incredible hope you’re trapped in my medicine ballI could run circles around you so fast your f*ckin’ head’ll spin, dogI split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives I’ll f*ckin’(refrão)

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