| Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth
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| You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
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| But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth
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| You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
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| But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| I'm a product of properly hoppin' up out of that poverty
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| Profitin' all for coppin' and scrappin' that property all for a possible monopoly
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| Try not to adopt my father's old philosophies
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| Same time I'm prayin' to God that everything works out at his colonoscopy
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| I walk in the crossroad, suicidal tightrope intentionally
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| While the demons comin' out of me
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| Wifey's on the side of me talkin' sense into me
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| Without she, I feel incomplete mentally, she's been sent to me
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| Right there since '96, worse nightmare to side chicks, some things are just meant to be
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| Deal with life
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| This it for me, give my daughters a kiss for me
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| Y'all call this fame, I call this shit alcoholistic infamy
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| Targettin' my kids and babies through population and gun control
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| Shit make me wanna make a hunnid more
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| Make a bigot racist uncomfortable
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| If y'all against talk and reparation then I'm not against the thought of separation
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| While the politicians that are white and privileged ask how is this different from segragation, that's funny bro
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| The segregation is bein' told where I'm gonna go
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| Separation is bein' woke and goin' wherever I wanna go
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| Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth
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| You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
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| But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth
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| You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
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| But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| Never sold dope, from the gold rope
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| Wanted one though, they were so dope (Yeah)
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| Was a have-not (Yeah) 'cause my pockets (Uh)
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| Didn't have knots, I was so broke
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| On my last rock, for my slingshot
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| Better haul ass, don't be no slow poke (Nope)
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| Through the tall grass, run your ass off (Yeah)
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| Oh no, got your pants caught on the fence post
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| Getting chased, by them Jackboys, think it's 'bout to fuzz
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| Like a lint roller they wait 'til it's late, they will tiptoe
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| Through your living room window
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| Take your Nintendo and then skate
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| Making you feel like you got bent over and raped
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| Little boy, you're never gonna get no rope chain
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| Get your shit stole, and your lip swole, I became bitter
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| As I got a little bit older, my hate
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| Was making me get cold, and began to get a chip shoulder
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| Started to spit vulgar, my ZIP code had been skid row
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| But I ate every single beat that I spit over, the shithole I escaped
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| Then I began to explode, detonate, now the Eastside went schizo
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| Thought my name was B-side 'cause they flipped over my tape
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| And I won't hesitate
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| To get 'em all bent so outta shape
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| Oh shit bro, hold up, wait
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| I just tripped over my cape (Superman)
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| And I'm not gonna let 'em treat the paper like I'm chopping a letter
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| Dre'll tell you how I shred
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| So when you refer to the guy next to the doc, you meant shredder
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| Now the cops wanna set up roadblocks on my head, I
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| Got several bounties from feds in every county
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| I'm with a gal at a Checkers wiling
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| Bumping "Fuck Da Police" while I'm federales
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| This shit is like Romparoo
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| Why do I feel responsible for these kids?
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| All of whom I'm a father to
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| I'm a God to you, y'all better worship the water I walk on
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| Or y'all gonna meet your Waterloo
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| I get to flippin' the mic' as a murder weapon
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| I'm poppin' an extra clip, then cock and shoot, then I'm popping
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| Do not let me catch you slippin'
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| I will pop up and I'll take a spot from you
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| I'll get to doing what a leaky faucet do
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| But I ain't talkin' drip when I say that I'll get the drop on you
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| Singin' fuck all of you in Autotune
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| I am too volatile and too grizzly to bear
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| Yeah, shit is gettin' to where I can barely even sit in a chair
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| I bust my ass for this shit and I swear
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| It ain't even worth dissing someone so offbeat
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| That they can't even figure out where their words
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| Should hit the kick and the snare
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| Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth
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| You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
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| But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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| All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the earth
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| You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
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| But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Gon’ Learn , by - Eminem. Song from the album Music To Be Murdered By - Side B, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп