| We them back pack niggas
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| Rap rap niggas
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| You’ll be talking shit about all day
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| Internet underground, niggas
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| Our intellect just won’t allow us to make records y’all way
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| Get over yourselves, fucker
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| Get over yourselves, sucker
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| Guess that we them back pack niggas
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| Rap rap niggas
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| Who will never sell a record, no way
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| Guess what sucker
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| We made it, we made it, we made it
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| But we did it our way, our way, our way
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| Though it took some time but we finally made it
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| Now can you truly say that you made it? |
| Your Way
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| Dear mister end all be all of an opinion
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| Fuck what you’re saying, you’ve got fans but we’ve got minions
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| Plus Eminem got Stans like an arena, I went and seen it
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| From abroad to back home, y’all ain’t got to clap
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| We’re gonna make this track clap, clap, clap for him
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| Let me take your back, we turn one song to a group, to a concert,
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| to a record deal
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| And yes it feels more like carpentry than artistry God’s work let’s get real
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| All you hear is them niggas like 50 too while we in the 62
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| But it ain’t no industry business I ain’t privy to
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| Yeah and for y’all niggas that tired of it
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| Just lay down and picture your soul over your body
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| Get over yourselves, fucker
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| Get over yourselves, sucker
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| Guess that we them back pack niggas
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| Rap rap niggas
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| Who will never sell a record, no way
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| Guess what sucker
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| We made it, we made it, we made it
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| But we did it our way, our way, our way
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| Though it took some time but we finally made it
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| Now can you truly say that you made it? |
| Your Way
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| Check my rhyme, timeline, I took time with every line
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| Now I don’t rhyme unless a check gets signed
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| My bank account, it don’t look bad
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| I got house gang, hood swag
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| I’m a Crook that’ll Jump Off with five 9's or a good jab
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| Hell yeah, I could brag, dude ain’t never switch
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| Whether the booth or on the strip I kept a Mac in my book bag
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| You mad little nigga cause I’m holding the belt
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| Do some ad-libs nigga, get over yourself
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| I’m here for the duration, you’re here to reputation
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| Slide them Dre’s over your shit, prepare your ears for devastation
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| ‘Cause if YAOWA on that motherfucker Yaowa going in
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| Y’all wan' be mad go right ahead but once again
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| Get over yourselves, fucker
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| Get over yourselves, sucker
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| Guess that we them back pack niggas
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| Rap rap niggas
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| Who will never sell a record, no way
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| Guess what sucker
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| We made it, we made it, we made it
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| But we did it our way, our way, our way
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| Though it took some time but we finally made it
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| Now can you truly say that you made it? |
| Your Way
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| As a poster child for Photoshop my whole image was wrong
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| Straight out a movie, took a pill and all my limits were gone
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| Now you mention the best and you gotta argue, son
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| Clothes I used to borrow some now it’s name brand drawers
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| Just so my dick can see how far I’ve come
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| Changing the topic to women they know me to keep mine in labels
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| That’s how they drape judging of shapes I should keep mine in stables
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| They left him for dead, took him to watch me resurrect, that shit’s pathetic
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| Shouldered the blame it’s a shame it took hindsight to give me credit
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| I got kitchens in the masters, the fish tank is a wall
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| I got couches in the closets, my estate is confused
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| We say that blatantly for the fools that missed with a blessing that steal
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| There’s no other outcome when you question my will
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| Get over yourselves, fucker
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| Get over yourselves, sucker
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| Guess that we them back pack niggas
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| Rap rap niggas
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| Who will never sell a record, no way
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| Guess what sucker
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| We made it, we made it, we made it
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| But we did it our way, our way, our way
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| Though it took some time but we finally made it
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| Now can you truly say that you made it? |
| Your Way
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| They say I’d never make it, never make it
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| My rhyme scheme is a crime scene, dog I yellow tape it
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| For lyrical murder, I’m on the verge of my next merger
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| Had to crawl before I walk so after I ex Gerber
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| I took it a step further
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| I took over the web servers
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| I took over the west word to these fresh words
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| And rode the wave of web surfers
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| A circus- that’s what this industry makes me think about
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| Cause selling out’s a shortcut integrity’s the scenic route
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| But you have never seen a crew or better team
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| While you forever sleep we’re doing everything you fuckers dream about
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| Sucker Slaughterhouse is what they scream and shout
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| Not the crowd, I mean your bitch now
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| Get over yourselves, fucker
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| Get over yourselves, sucker
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| Guess that we them back pack niggas
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| Rap rap niggas
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| Who will never sell a record, no way
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| Guess what sucker
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| We made it, we made it, we made it
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| But we did it our way, our way, our way
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| Though it took some time but we finally made it
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| Now can you truly say that you made it? |
| Your Way |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Our Way (Outro) , by - Slaughterhouse. Song from the album welcome to: OUR HOUSE, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп