Uhh... all of my life real serious... check this out... yo

All of my life
I need a husband, boy, you need a wife

A thug changes, and love changes
and best friends become strangers
A thug changes, and love changes
(yo, uh)

Who's there?
Forgive me father for I have sinned.
Yes my son You have a confession to make?
They want me to do it again.

(feat. Violent J)

Detroit listeners out there, you better be sure to stop by the
Galaxy Club where theres a freestyle superfly fresh contest going

Boss up
Don't get me crossed up
We like to drink the sauce up
Toss money at the bar and floss up

(feat. TNT)

(Esham)
Think quick, hit me with a brick, lickety split

I know how it feels to wake up fucked up
With pockets on E, and bad company.
I wish I had a key too open all the locks
I'd open all the blocks, flood em all with rocks.

This ones for them boys with the drugs in they house
This ones for them boys with the slugs in they mouth
This ones for them boys with the taps on they phone
They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin caps with the chrome

(feat. TNT)

7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile

I used to love her, too bad I had to put a slug through her
Dumped her body in the trash like I never knew her
Blood runnin down the gutter into the sewer
Her body stunk for weeks like horse manure