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Song: Gettin On

Lyrics:

I knew a girl
She was the whole world to me
My whole world
But she got all loco in the head
Went out with some guy else instead
Hhhh I have no idea what I said
Doesn't really matter when you're taking a shotgun to my head
But anyway I'm over her now
I'm moving on with my life

Let's both get on with our lives
Let's both get on with our lives
Let's both get on with our lives
Both get on with our lives

So now I sit here all alone
I was alone to begin with
But now the fact is made known to me
Alone with myself
I'm just a sap
Who's fool of crap
I don't know how to rap

Went down to the street
Saw some people I should meet
Ahh ... yeah, my homie G's and my friends
We were dancing and singing and praying
And all kinds of stuff down on Broadway and 7th
Wiki wiki wiki
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Alright people you know out on the streets
This is a test of the emergency broadcasting system
Yeah yeah yeah
Your bowels are about to move
Yeah
But somebody dissed 'em
Boom cha chsh cha chicka boom pa chick ta chicka boom chick ticka ticka da boom ka tick
Ka ticka tidda boom chick ticka ticka da doon ta tick ticka ticka doon cha chicka
Ticka ticka ding tick ting dicka ting chick ticka doong
Ch-ch-ch tick tick ticka ticka doon chick ticka tick tick tick

Tell you what I think about you
Girl I used to love
I think that your face is made of Dookie
Ooh
I think that your breath smells like vomit
I hope that you get hit in the head by a comet

Yeah yeah yeah
Uh uh uh
Yeah girl
Yeah last night we came back from the bar I took you to my room yeah
We went to my room
Uh huh yeah baby you know what I like
Lick my knee caps, lick my feet
Lick everything baby
Yeah yeah yeah
Oh, down on the street
Never get to meet a fine
Fine lady like you
Poor boy like me from the streets of Harlem
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
Uh uh uh
Fine girls you don't mess with the poor boys like me
Cause if I might a boyfriend like yours I bust a cap in his head he dies girl
Then you're with me
All my lovin
Can't resist a man like me
Yeah yeah

Out on the streets girl we like trying to make a life
We don't know how to things
Don't know how to do things
Like get a wife
No baby, we're gonna tell ya how to get us
Freestylin' with Eminem and my homies down on 8 mile
Detroit city yeah yeah baby yeah
You're stupid like a rock
Sucking on my ... block
On the streets of Harlem
Broadway and 7th baby
Broadway and 7th yeah yeah
Uh uh
Yeah yeah

I DON'T WANNA DIE
I DON'T WANNA DIE
Yeah yeah
I DON'T WANNA DIE
Uh uh

They call me G Straddy, G Straddy baby
My street's on Broadway and 5th
I singin here with my metal partner JQ
YEAH
Yeah uh huh
YEAH YEAH UH HUH YEAH
Yeah uh uh alright

JQ never pisses me off
Yeah you know why cause we're homies we're friends
And he knows if he ever did I'd bust a cap in his head
AND I'D KILL YOU BITCH BAH BAH YEAH
OH GOD THE COPS ARE COMING
Yeah yeah trying to make my way out of here man
I grab my nine
Fire two shots in the night air, yeah yeah
Me and JQ we head off as the cops come
Yeah yeah uh uh uh yeah
Uh uh 
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