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Music To Be Murdered By - Side B (Deluxe Edition)

You Gon' Learn (Feat. Royce Da 5'9' & White Gold)

Eminem You Gon' Learn (Feat. Royce Da 5'9' & White Gold) - Music To Be Murdered By - Side B (Deluxe Edition)
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Pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave
yo' ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock,
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow
little boy, you gon' learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave yo'
ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock,
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow
little boy, you gon' learn

I'm a product of properly hoppin'
up out of that poverty
Profitin' all for coppin' and swappin'
that property out for
a possible monopoly
Try not to adopt my father's
old philosophies
Same time I'm prayin' to God
that everything works out
at his colonoscopy
I'm walkin' across a suicidal
tightrope intentionally
While the demons comin' out of me
Wifey's on the side of me talkin'
sense into me
Without she, I feel incomplete mentally,
she's been sent to me
Right there since '9-6,
worse nightmare to side chicks,
some things are just meant to be
This it for me, give my daughters
a kiss for me
Y'all call this fame,
I call this shit alcoholistic infamy
Targettin' my kids and babies
through population and gun control
Shit make me wanna make
a hunnid more
Make a bigot racist uncomfortable
If y'all against talk and reparation
then I'm not against
the thought of separation
While the politicians that are white
and privileged ask how is
this different from segregation,
that's funny bro
Segregation is bein' told where
I'm gonna go
Separation is bein' woke and goin'
wherever I wanna go

Pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave yo'
ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock,
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave yo'
ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock,
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn

Never sold dope for no gold rope
Wanted one though,
they were so dope (Yeah)
Was a have-not (Yeah)
'cause my pockets (Uh)
Didn't have knots, I was so broke
On my last rock, for my slingshot
Better haul ass,
don't be no slow poke (Nope)
Through the tall grass,
run your ass off (Yeah)
Oh no, got your pants caught
on the fence post
Getting chased, by them Jackboys,
think it's 'bout to fuzz
Like a lint roller they wait 'til it's late,
they will tiptoe
Through your living room window
Take your Nintendo and then skate
Making you feel like you got bent
over and raped
Little boy, you're never gonna
get no rope chain
Get your shit stole, and your lip swole,
I became bitter
As I got a little bit older, my hate
Was making me get cold,
and began to get a chipped shoulder
Started to spit vulgar,
my ZIP code had been skid row
But I ate every single beat that I spit over,
the shithole I escaped
Then I began to explode, detonate,
now the Eastside went schizo
Thought my name was B-side
'cause they flipped over my tape
And I won't hesitate
To get 'em all bent so outta shape
Oh shit, bro, hold up, wait
I just tripped over my cape (Superman)
And I'm not gonna let up,
treat the paper like I'm chopping a letter
Dre'll tell you how I shred
So when you refer to
the guy next to the doc,
you meant shredder
Now the cops wanna set up
roadblocks on my head, I
Got several bounties from
feds in every county
I'm with a gal at a Checkers wiling
Bumping ＂Fuck Da Police＂
while I fed her Rally's
This shit is like Romper Room
Why do I feel responsible for these kids?
All of whom I'm a father to
I'm a God to you, y'all better worship
the water I walk on
Or y'all gonna meet your Waterloo
I get to flippin' the mic'
as a murder weapon
I'm poppin' an extra clip,
then cock and shoot, then I'm popping
Do not let me catch you slippin'
I will pop up and I'll take a spot from you
I'll get to doing what a leaky faucet do
But I ain't talkin' drip when
I say that I'll get the drop on you
Singin' fuck all of you in Autotune
I am too volatile and too grizzly to bear
Yeah, shit is gettin' to where
I can barely even sit in a chair
I bust my ass for this shit and I swear
It ain't even worth dissing
someone so offbeat
That they can't even figure out
where their words
Should hit the kick and the snare

Pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave yo'
ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock,
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn
Pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave yo'
ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock,
you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy,
you gon' learn