God, help me, I¡¯m down on my knees, help me,
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I¡¯m begging You to please help me out.
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You¡¯re all I¡¯ve got, save me, I don¡¯t know how I¡¯ll make it
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Begging You to please help me out.
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Can You hear me?
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You had me knocked down soon on a race, complex,
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I may need help, I may lose, I won¡¯t win.
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Stood the shit right in here, so I must think.
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But I¡¯m nothing out the way so the dust game,
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About to shut it down, knock it down,
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Everybody¡¯s thought different so Mondays,
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In this living with the pure. Bail up this sight and when I visit it before
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Where¡¯s tiny hoes I¡¯m looking for?
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From the late 80¡¯s, don¡¯t call me Tinch, girl, some call me crazy.
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Flow and I run like I never had a belly,
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Race team, trying in my mind, help me.
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Yeah, and I¡¯m asking you to save me,
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Use your skills on my head, I¡¯m going crazy.
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Hundred percent when I¡¯m giving a fifty,
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I am the fool LP Slim Shady.
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I¡¯m screaming
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God, help me, I¡¯m down on my knees, help me,
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I¡¯m begging You to please help me out.
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You¡¯re all I¡¯ve got, save me, I don¡¯t know how I¡¯ll make it
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Begging You to please help me out.
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Can You hear me?
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Yeah,
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In this world where we come from,
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And I hope this reaches your ear drum
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But it come mind this, not even a ramsome.
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Can you hear me?
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Yeah,
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In this world where we come from,
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And I hope this reaches your ear drum
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But it come mind this, not even a ramsome.
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See, I scope in and I¡¯m taking out the timeless,
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Yours are the last, no money in the driers,
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I don¡¯t wanna hear you pressing any charges,
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Ass world, I ain¡¯t going any far.
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It¡¯s funny how this world changes round,
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Some girls say ¡®no¡¯ and then they chase me down
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I want my enemies to face me.
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But the fayer rap back and I¡¯m going let down
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And they¡¯re screaming
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¡°hear me¡±
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And I hear she was the perfect picture,
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And I drove but at her so I jump in the essenza,
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That seem like a honey leaning on a beamer.
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Scoot a long jump but she¡¯s far from a keeper.
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Got my head screwed on track with the brain
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And I promised a fan I will never change,
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So I listen to my thoughts, never change.
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Coming from the present, the fuck, you know my name.
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I¡¯ve come this far, I do this so hard,
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And what is it all for?
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So I call to You, it¡¯s all I can do,
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You know that I need Your love right now.
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God, help me, I¡¯m down on my knees, help me,
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I¡¯m begging You to please help me out.
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You¡¯re all I¡¯ve got, save me, I don¡¯t know how I¡¯ll make it
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Begging You to please help me out.
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Can You hear me?
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Yeah,
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In this world where we come from,
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And I hope this reaches your ear drum
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But it come mind this, not even a ramsome.
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Can you hear me?
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Yeah,
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In this world where we come from,
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And I hope this reaches your ear drum
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But it come mind this, not even a ramsome.
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Help Me
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| Tinchy Stryder |
