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lirik lagu t.i. - that’s all she wrote (alternate original leaked version)

[chorus: t.i.]
now, i don’t really care what you call me
just as long as you don’t call me broke
i bet they knew as soon as they saw me
“goodnight, it’s over with;” that’s all she wrote
streets like cold chicago
ain’t nothin’ new, i seen it all before
but still, i ball like no tomorrow
“goodnight, it’s over with;” that’s all she wrote

[post~chorus]
all she wrote, all she wrote
i said, “it’s over with;” that’s all she wrote
all she wrote, all she wrote (yeah)
“goodnight, it’s over with;” that’s all she wrote

[verse 1: t.i.]
it’s stupid how i go in knowin’ everybody knowin’
that i’m sewin’ up the game, destroyin’ life. they hate me for it
eventually, see they can’t beat, and then, with me, they join
others sworn under oath or banished, left completely scorned (bah)
you tell lies, get cut, n~gga, kick rocks
you never did blend in with the big shots
on the fast track, ain’t no need for no pit stop
i just laugh at n~gga, wishin’ they were this hot (ha~ha)
guess they mad at me, huh? really p~ssed off
better that than p~ssed on. i’m the jetsons, you the flintstones
catch me in the end zone. high~steppin’, prime time
thought you, n~ggas, been known; ain’t no blockin’ my shine
like my new air yeezys, you can see me in the nighttime
i get rich off livin’ life. you check to check, recitin’ rhymes
so call me what you want. wanna hate? have a nice time
while i get stupid paper. hey, my dough ain’t in its right mind
[chorus: t.i.]
now, i don’t really care what you call me
just as long as you don’t call me broke
i bet they knew as soon as they saw me
“goodnight, it’s over with;” that’s all she wrote
streets like cold chicago
ain’t nothin’ new, i seen it all before
but still i ball like no tomorrow
“goodnight, it’s over with;” that’s all she wrote

[verse 2: eminem]

tip told me on this ho tip, best tip i could give you
to hip you is never to let these tricks trick you
mighty ambiguous of you to think i love you sl~t, sh~t
dig you, ho? take a shovel and dig you some dignity, b~tch!
sh~t, you talk about some advice that sticks with you
if i should listen to anyone, tell me to stick to my guns
like double stick, it’s you
but f~ck ‘em, tip, it’s cool, i’m chillin’ like a villain
like the penguin in its f~ckin’ igloo eating f~dg~sicles
i’d rather slip and fall in sh~t than fall in love with you
before i tie the f~ckin’ knot i’d tie you in one, b~tch
you think this is some nintendo game, how f~ckin’ dumb is you?
i’ll give you some lumps before i split some lump sums with you
so here’s a penny for your thoughts but it won’t buy you a cheeseburger
but a nickel might just get you one pickle
f~ck it, it’s official, so blow the whistle
i got a trust issue, there’s a bombsh~ll: scud missile
like i just cuss at you to f~ckin’ cuss at you
like before i rapped i was a motherf~ckin’ stud, sl~t, this’ll
teach you not to come drunk stumbling my way, for shizzle
i still live like i budget a gilbert’s lodge check stub, bizzle
so f~ck sizzler! these checkers are bust like a blood blister
[chorus: eminem]
now, i don’t really care what you call me
you can even call me cold
these b~tches knew as soon as they saw me
it’s never me they’ll get the privilege to know
i roll like a desperado
now, i never know where i’m gonna go
still, i ball like there’s no tomorrow
until it’s over, and that’s all she wrote

[verse 3: t.i.]
the credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with (that’s it)
but don’t get mad at me. go blame the chick who wrote this sh~t (nope)
yeah, life is sure a b~tch (b~tch), but she know i’m rich
that why she give me what i want and i just throw her d~ck

here i go again, i kick this sh~t, give a d~mn, got it pourin’ in
peso, euro, yen, ah~ha, i’m paid, never gon’ be broke again
see me posted in anything, wearin’ any chain
never gon’ see me totin’ anything, all you’re gon’ see is bang

it’s so nice where i kick it, hate you never get to visit
yeah, i’m on another level, but you, n~ggas, still can’t get it
it’s all over ‘fore you finish—sorry, bro, this where we end it
won’t give you the satisfaction of me givin’ you the business
[verse 4: eminem]
yeah, i guess life is a b~tch, ain’t it, tip? and each one thinks they the sh~t
shirt off my back? i wouldn’t give you the dirt off my handkerchief
i’m givin’ these hoes a dose of their own medicine, let ’em get a good taste of it
i’m sure you got that relationship memo by now. but in case you didn’t
i’mma stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
life is too short and i got no time to sit around just wastin’ it
so, i pace this sh~t a little bit quicker. that clock, i’m racin’ it, double timin’ it
but i still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time that it
may take you pr~cks to catch on
while you strong arm, i’m like stretch armstrong
man, i still say “k~mart’s” like there’s an apostrophe “s” on it, dawg
and they say mcdonald’s isn’t a restaurant, well i guess i’m wrong
but if you’re gonna tell me that a&w ain’t the spot for the best hot dogs
you can get the f on, dawg

[pre~chorus: t.i.]
and on my throne, i remain. all alone in my lane
i’m as strong as they king. they were gone ‘fore they came
now, i don’t wanna hang. i slap five with them rap guys
they just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that’s why (why, why)

[chorus: t.i., eminem, t.i. & eminem]
now, i don’t really care what you call me
you can even call me cold
i bet they knew as soon as they saw me
“goodnight, it’s over with;” that’s all she wrote
i roll like a desperado
now, i never know where i’m gonna go
but still i ball like there’s no tomorrow
“goodnight, it’s over with;” and that’s all she wrote

[post~chorus: t.i. & eminem]
all she wrote, all she wrote
i said, “it’s over with;” that’s all she wrote
all she wrote, all she wrote (yeah)
“goodnight, it’s over with;” that’s all she wrote

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