Died In Your Arms

[Chorus x2]

"Oh, I just died in your arms tonight

It must've been something you said

I just died in your arms tonight"

party Lil Wayne:

Weezy F matchin with Bird Baby

VRP's, SB's, matchin shirt, maybe

White T, Neck V, glasses are Versace

Married to the mob, but im a bachelor baby

Love is in the air, I put on a Gas Mask

I rather be there first, than the ass last

I'm a Gorilla, call me Sasquach,

and I keep my army with me like M.A.S.H.

Light up the purp, pass it like Steve Nash

Bitch your so hot i give yo ass a heat flash

Young Money boy, I'm on 03' cash

Such a CEO, like my homie D-Dash

Gas... we mash like Pac and the outlaws

and we stand-up, and try not to down-fall

tryin to reach my goal, like a round-ball

Freddy'll do anything for the crown yall

Go!

[Chorus x2]

"Oh, I just died in your arms tonight

It must've been something you said

I just died in your arms tonight"

Party Lloyd Banks:

Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine

Dapper Don, Cap' of Queens, mixed in with Cashis creams

Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see

Telling aint my cup of tea, can't tell I'ma fucking G?

I'm all automatic when I'm at it, start static and you splattered

Shit shattered, I'ma walking bitch magnet

Spit it how I live it live it always to the limit[x2]

And I'm always on my pivot for my digits you dig it?

me I'm from the street (street)

we ain't nothing sweet (sweet)

the home of the homies

there's a body every week (week)

now I don't hear the sirens

but they probably gonna creep (creep)

plotting to pull me over

plant the in my jeep

so I'll be skipping cities 7 states in a week

for the wolves follow rules

Don't get moved by the two's blood'll ooze on your shoes

Wait Control your hate, you ain't ridin' in them sixes

(In de Chorus) Cause you spendin all your on them bitches

[Chorus x2]

"Oh, I just died in your arms tonight

It must've been something you said

I just died in your arms tonight"

Party Eminem:

(Aooo! Aooo! Let's Go!)

They think they crazy

But they ain't crazy lets face it

Shit basically they just playin sick

They ain't shit they ain't sayin shit

Spray umh 50

A to K get in the way

I bring Dre and them wit me

And turn this day into fuckin mayhem

You stayin wit me

Don't let me lose you

I'm not tryin to confuse you

When I let lose wit this uzi

And just shoot through you Isuzu (pu! pu! pu!)

You get the message

Am I gettin through to you

You know what's comin

You motherfuckers don't even know do you

Take some BIG and some PAC

And you mix them up in a pot

Sprinkle a little Big L on top

What the fuck do you got?

You got the realest and illest killers

Tied up in a knot

The Juggernauts of this rap shit

Like it or not

it's like a fight to the top

Just to see who die for the spot

You put your life in this

Nothin like survivng a shot

Y'all know what time it is

Soon as 50 signs on this dot

Shit what you know about death threats

Cause I get a lot

(In the Chorus) Shady Records was 80 seconds

Away from the towers

Them cowards fucked with the wrong building

They meant to hit ours

Better evacuate all children

It's Nuclear showers theres nothin spookier

You're now about to witness the power

Chorus[x2]

[Oh, I just died in your arms tonight

It must've been something you said

I just died in your arms tonight]