3. SMACK THAT – EMINEM thing on Get a little drink on (feat. Eminem) They gonna flip for this Akon shit You can bank on it! [Akon:] Pedicure, manicure kitty-cat claws Shady The way she climbs up and down them poles Convict Looking like one of them putty-cat dolls Upfront Trying to hold my woodie back through my Akon draws Slim Shady Steps upstage didn't think I saw Creeps up behind me and she's like "You're!" I see the one, because she be that lady! Hey! I'm like ya I know lets cut to the chase I feel you creeping, I can see it from my No time to waste back to my place shadow Plus from the club to the crib it's like a mile Why don't you pop in my Lamborghini away Gallardo Or more like a palace, shall I say Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Plus I got pal if your gal is game TaeBo In fact he's the one singing the song that's And possibly bend you over look back and playing watch me "Akon!"

[Chorus (2X):] [Akon:] Smack that all on the floor I feel you creeping, I can see it from my Smack that give me some more shadow Smack that 'till you get sore Why don't you pop in my Lamborghini Smack that oh-oh! Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Upfront style ready to attack now TaeBo Pull in the parking lot slow with the lac down And possibly bend you over look back and Convicts got the whole thing packed now watch me Step in the club now and wardrobe intact now! I feel it down and cracked now (ooh) [Chorus] I see it dull and backed now I'm gonna call her, than I pull the mack down Eminem is rollin', d and em rollin' bo Money no problem, pocket full of that now! And all marvelous them rolling Women just holding big booty rolling' I feel you creeping, I can see it from my Soon I'll be on Eminem throwing "D!" shadow Hitting no less than "Three!" Why don't you pop in my Lamborghini Block wheel style like "Whee!" Gallardo Girl I can tell you want me 'cause lately Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo I feel you creeping, I can see it from my And possibly bend you over look back and shadow watch me Why don't you pop in my Lamborghini Gallardo [Chorus (2x)] Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo [Eminem:] And possibly bend you over look back and watch me Ooh...Looks like another club banger They better hang on when they throw this [Chorus] "'97 Bonnie and Clyde" And when we ride! Just the two of us.. [2X] Just the two of us.. [8X] Just you and I!

[Eminem] See honey.. there's a place called heaven and a Baby your da-da loves you (hey) place called hell And I'ma always be here for you (hey) no A place called prison and a place called jail matter what happens And da-da's probably on his way to all of em You're all I got in this world except one I would never give you up for nothin Cause mama's got a new husband and a Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep you stepson from me And you don't want a brother do ya? (Nah) I love you Maybe when you're old enough to understand a little better C'mon Hai-Hai, we goin to the beach I'll explain it to ya Grab a couple of toys and let da-da strap you But for now we'll just say mama was real real in the car seat bad Oh where's mama? She's takin a little nap in She was bein mean to dad and made him real the trunk real mad Oh that smell (whew!) da-da musta runned But I still feel sad that I put her on time-out over a skunk Sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin to Now I know what you're thinkin - it's kind of climb out (WAHH!) late to go swimmin I told you it's okay HaiHai, wanna ba-ba? But you know your mama, she's one of those Take a night-night? Nan-a-boo, goo-goo ga- type of women ga? that do crazy things, and if she don't get her Her make goo-goo ca-ca? Da-da change your way, she'll throw a fit dia-dee Don't play with da-da's toy knife, honey, let go Clean the baby up so her can take a nighty- of it (no!) nighty And don't look so upset, why you actin Your dad'll wake her up as soon as we get to bashful? the water Don't you wanna help da-da build a sand Ninety-seven Bonnie and Clyde, me and my castle? (yeah!) daughter And mama said she wants to show how far she can float Just the two of us.. [2X] And don't worry about that little boo-boo on And when we ride! her throat Just the two of us.. [2X] It's just a little scratch - it don't hurt, her was Just you and I! eatin Just the two of us.. [2X] dinner while you were sweepin and spilled And when we ride! ketchup on her shirt Just the two of us.. [2X] Mama's messy isn't she? We'll let her wash off Just you and I! in the water and me and you can pway by ourselves, can't Wake up sweepy head we're here, before we we? pway we're gonna take mama for a wittle walk along Just the two of us.. [2X] the pier And when we ride! Baby, don't cry honey, don't get the wrong Just the two of us.. [2X] idea Just you and I! Mama's too sweepy to hear you screamin in Just the two of us.. [2X] her ear (ma-maa!) That's why you can't get her to wake, but don't "The Way I Am" worry Da-da made a nice bed for mommy at the [Eminem] bottom of the lake Whatever.. (7)Here, you wanna help da-da tie a rope Dre, just let it run around this rock? (yeah!) Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit We'll tie it to her footsie then we'll roll her off Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it the dock Just shut up and listen, aiyyo.. Ready now, here we go, on the count of free.. One.. two.. free.. WHEEEEEE! I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this (whoooooshhhhh) bag There goes mama, spwashin in the wa-ta Of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be No more fightin wit dad, no more restraining The most meanest MC on this -- on this Earth order And since birth I've been cursed with this No more step-da-da, no more new brother curse to just curse Blow her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you love And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that her (mommy!) works Now we'll go play in the sand, build a castle And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve and junk All this tension dispensin these sentences But first, just help dad with two more things Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently out the trunk off of this chest And I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. Just the two of us.. [2X] But at least have the decency in you And when we ride! To leave me alone, when you freaks see me Just the two of us.. [2X] out Just you and I! In the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my Just the two of us.. [2X] daughter And when we ride! To not come and speak to me (speak to me).. Just the two of us.. [2X] I don't know you and no, Just you and I! I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends Just the two of us.. [4X] think I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick [Eminem] If you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on Just me and you baby empty).. is all we need in this world No patience is in me and if you offend me Just me and you I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in Your da-da will always be there for you the air Your da-da's always gonna love you I don't care who is there and who saw me Remember that destroy you If you ever need me I will always be here for Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit you I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a If you ever need anything, just ASK wardrobe Da-da will be right there I'm tired of arguin' (of arguin').. Your da-da loves you I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be I love you baby is just me

[Chorus: Eminem]

6. THE WAY I AM. - EMINEM And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am And I just do not got the patience (got the Radio won't even play my jam patience).. Cause I am, whatever you say I am (34)To deal with these cocky caucasians who If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? think In the paper, the news everyday I am I'm some wigger who just tries to be black I don't know it's just the way I am cause I talk With an accent, and grab on my balls, so they [Eminem] always keep askin Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to The same fuckin questions (fuckin questions).. be bothered What school did I go to, what hood I grew up With all of this nonsense it's constant in And, "Oh, it's his lyrical content - The why, the who what when, the where, and - the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such the how rotten responses" 'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out And all of this controversy circles me Cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. And it seems like the media immediately I can't take it Points a finger at me (finger at me).. I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get pinkie But I can't take a SHIT, in the bathroom Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put Without someone standin by it up No I won't sign your autograph (14)When you don't give a fuck, when you You can call me an asshole I'm glad won't just put up With the bullshit they pull, cause they full of [Chorus (except change first word "And" to shit too "Cause")] When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school And they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin 7. WITHOUT ME. - EMINEM Where were the parents at? And look where it's at "Without Me" Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty [Intro (Obie Trice)] Havin this happenin (this happenin).. "Obie Trice/Real Name No Gimmicks" Then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. [Refrain 1] But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I 2 trailer park girls go round the outside need for the fire round the outside, round the outside To burn and it's burnin and I have returned [Repeat Refrain 1]

[Chorus] [Refrain 2] Guess whos back, back again [Eminem] Shadys back, tell a friend I'm so sick and tired of bein admired Guess who's back, guess who's back, That I wish that I would just die or get fired guess who's back And dropped from my label and stop with the Guess who's back... fables I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name [Verse 1] is.." I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation see Marshall no more they want Shady I'm To cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations chopped liver well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give Testing "Attention Please" feel the tension ya soon as someone mentions me a little bit of weed mixed with some hard here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free liquor A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? some vodka that'll jumpstart my heart quicker then a [Chorus X2] shock when I get shocked at the hospital by the Dr. when I'm not cooperating [Verse 3] when I'm rocking the table while he's A tisk-it a task-it, I'll go tit for tat with operating anybody who's talking this and that shit. you waited this long now stop debating cuz Chris Kirkpatrick you can get your ass kicked I'm back, worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards, I'm on the rag and ovulating and Moby I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney but your you can get stomped by Obie, you 36 year old husbands heart problem's complicating bald headed fag blow me So the FCC wont let me be or let me be me so You don't know me, you're too old let go its let me see over, nobody listens to techno they tried to shut me down on MTV but it Now lets go, just give me the signal I'll be feels so empty without me there with a whole list full of new insults So come on and dip, bum on your lips fuck I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil ever that, since cum on your lips and some on your tits and get Prince turned himself into a symbol ready cuz this shit's about to get heavy But sometimes the shit just seems, everybody I just settled all my lawsuits Fuck only wants to discuss me YOU DEBBIE_! So this must mean I'm disgusting, but its just me I'm just obscene [Chorus X2] Though I'm not the first king of controversy Now this looks like a job for me so everybody I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley, to do just follow me Black Music so selfishly cuz we need a little controversy, and use it to get myself wealthy (Hey) cuz it feels so empty without me there's a concept that works 20 million other white rappers emerge [Verse 2] but no matter how many fish in the sea it'd be Little hellions kids feeling rebellious so empty without me embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis they start feeling like prisoners, helpless, [Chorus X2] 'til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" (Hum dei dei la la Hum dei dei la la... la la la) A visionary, vision is scary, could start a [X2] "Kids" revolution, pollutin the air waves a rebel so let me just revel and bask, in the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass and it's a disaster such a catastrophe for you to 8. NO APOLOGIES - EMINEM see so damn much of my ass you ask for me? Well I'm back [batman sound] "No Apologies" fix your bent antennae tune it in and then I'm gonna [Verse 1] enter in and up under your skin like a splinter The center of attention back for the winter In my mind I'ma fighter, my heart's a lighter I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up Infesting in your kids ears and nesting Arsenic writer, author with arthritis Carpel tunnel, Marshall will start shit-itis if that's the case then.. Hard headed and hot headed, bull headed and pig headed, [Chorus] Dick headed, a prick, a big headache I'm sick Quick witted, for every lyric spitted there are [Verse 3] 6 critics Who wait for me to slip with it, so quick This song isn't for you, it's for me, a true MC This dynamite stick buried the wick, it's gonna It's what it do just to see if he still has it explode any minute And if his skills mastered, Some lunatic lit it and it's not Nelly He's able to spill raps long after his killed, Do not tell me to stop yelling, when I stop that's a real MC selling I quit Got you feelin' me, whether willing or So stop dwelling an I am not felling unwillingly You fuckers are not ready, cause I got jelly, You still agree, as long as there's still this like (Beyonce's) pot belly hunger and will in me This is Destiny, yes money I'm of running Then expect a longer life expectancy So get off of me, I'm not slowing or softening I'd be a savage beast if I ain't have this outlet to salvage me inside [Chorus] I'd be exploding soaked in self loathing an mourning No apologies, nah suckers I'm not sorry So I'm warning you, don't coax me You can all sue me, y'all could be the cause of It's silly, I'm really a sheep in wolf's clothing me Who only reacts when he gets pushed, don't be No apologies, y'all feelin' the force of me fooled No remorse for me, like there was no recourse The press blows up this whole thing, it's stupid for me They don't know cause they don't see that I'm No apologies, not even acknowledging you at wounded all All they did was ballooned it 'till I get a call that god's coming I'm sick of talkin' 'bout these tattoos cartoon No apologies, laugh fuckers it's all funny did I can spit in ya face while your standin' across That's why I tuned it out, I'm sick of dukin' from me, no apologies An they can suck my dick while I'm pukin', an you too, you can [Verse 2] [Outro x2] My head hit's the pillow, a weeping willow, I can't sleep, a pain so deep it bellows Expect no sympathy from me I'm an mc But these cellos help just to keep me mellow, This is how I'm supposed to be hand's on my head, touched knees to elbow Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it dont even I'm hunched over, emotion just flows over, beat these cold shoulders are both frozen, you don't So expect no apologies know me I keep saying it, I can't stress it enough, so 9. UNDER THE INFLUENCE - EMINEM keep playing it and stand next to the subs Under The Influence" I choke mic's like asphyxiation when I'm (feat. D-12) stranglin' my own throat masturbatin' (49)Fuck yeah i'ma basket case and I mastered [Eminem] this rap shit, 'till my ass gets wasted, 'till my Translation assassination, So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my 'till I'm slain 'cause of some fag's infatuation shit 44 mags a fascination, a taste for disaster and Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick - ha ha! Two pills I pop, 'til my pupils swell up like So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my two pennies shit I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, A young ass man with a trash can strapped to my dick the back of his ass Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my so the rats can't chew through his last pants shit I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, lightning my dick Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin him [Bizarre] I'm like a fuckin wasp in the hospital lost I'm a compulsive liar, settin my preacher on Stingin the fuck outta everything I come fire across in the halls Slashin your tires, flyin down Fenkel and I light a candle and place it up on the mantle Meyers Grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the Plates expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired fuckin handle Jackin my dick off in a bed of barbed wire So when you find yourself wrapped up in the (Hey, is Bizarre performing?) Bitch didn't you blinds, hurtin read the flyer? [Swifty] Bitch it's too late Special invited guest will be, Richard Pryor [Eminem] Cause once you're hung from the (Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm drapes, it's curtains retired Fuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire iron [Swifty] I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record skip.. Degradin, creatin murders to kill haters [needle pops] Accused for every crime known through the Lettin the record skip.. [needle pops] equator Lettin the record skip.. [needle pops] (Damn!) (28)They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin [DJ reverses the record and scratches it back blood on my 'gators on beat] My weed'll hit yo' chest like a double barrel (44)I'm fuckin anything when I'm snortin gauge an' It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face an abortion [*BLAM*] [dog whines] Some bitch asked for my With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do autograph shit on purpose I called her a whore, spit beer in her face and You never hear me say, "Forgive me" laughed I'm snatchin every penny - it gotta be that way I drop bombs like I was in Vietnam nigga, face it All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin ass mom That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it You hidin, I make the president get a facelift [Proof] Niggaz just afraid, handin me they bracelets Aiyyo flashback, two feets, two deep up in Chillin in the lab wasted that ass crack I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - Weed laced with somethin [*gun cocks*] throw up on the mic nigga pass that Your life is ruined, you get socked right on In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats site At a 'Stop the Violence' rally, I blast gats And even at the Million Man March, we gon' Be your mom on publishin, get your ASCAP- fight ped The Kuniva, divide up your cash stack [Chorus: Eminem] Run your motherfuckin pockets, ASAP I don't need a platinum chain, bitch I snatch bomb Shaq's (Special delivery!) I signed to a local label for Born loser, half theif and half black fun Bring your boys and your guns and get Say I got cancer, get dropped, take the laughed at advancement and run Bitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag Driveby you in the rain while you carry your jacked son and found chopped up in a trash bag Call your house and hang up on you for not givin me none [Kuniva] Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun We stranglin rappers until the point they can't Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin they yell funds cause they crew is full of fags and sweeter Used to be the type of nigga that was foldin than bake sales some one's Reckless, come from behind and snatch your 'til I met your fat mama, now I'm rollin in necklace dough Gruesome, and causin more violence than nine hoodlums [Chorus] I grapple your adam's apple until it crackle Run right past you, turn around, grab you and [Eminem] stab you Haha.. suck my motherfuckin dick Get executed, cuz I'm a "Luni" D-12.. Dirty motherfuckin Dozen I got a "Yukmouth" and it's polluted Nasty like a stank slut bitch with thirty fuckin I cock it back then shoot it husbands I love snatchin up players thugs and young Bizarre kid ballers Swifty McVeigh Shoot up the household, even the young The Kon Artis toddlers The Kuniva Brigade barricade to bring the noise Dirty Harry While the bullets break your bones up like Haha, and Slim Shady.. Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo 10. SUCK MY DICK A big Chinese nigga, screamin "Kuniva yo yo.." Eminem] I leave ya face leakin, run up in church *talking gibberish* and smack the preacher while he's preachin "translation" Take a swing at the deacon so you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit, [Kon Artis] cause i was high when i wrote so suck my I used to tell cats I sold weed and weight dick. I was straight 'til I got caught sellin em shake I'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch your Two pills i pop till' my pupils swell up like rent two pennies I got kicked out of summer camp for havin sex i'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties in my tent a young ass man with a trash can strapped to with the superintendent's daughter, my brain's the back of his ass out of order so the rats can't chew trough the last pants I've been a Kon Artis since I was swimmin in I'm like a mummy at night,fightin' with bright water lightnin' In cahoots with this nigga named Carlisle Von frightened with 5 little white Vicadin Pills who got fired from UPS for tryin to send you a bitin' him i'm like a fuckin' was in the hospital lost fire stingin' the fuck outta everything i came slash you're tires,flyin' down Fenkel and across in the halls Meyers i light a candle and place it up on a mantle plates expired, soon as i'm hired, i'm fired grab a knife at the blade and stab you with the jackin' my dick off in the bed of barb wire fuckin' handle (Hey, is Bizarre performing?) so when you find yourself wrapped up in the Bitch can't you read the flyer? blinds, hurtin' special invited guest would be Richard Pryor [Swifty]it's just to late (Aren't you a male dancer?) [Eminem]Cause once you're hung from the Nah bitch, i'm retired drapes,it's curtains fuckin' you're bitch in the ass with a tire iron i'm ripped, i'm on an acid trip [Swifty McBay] My Dj's in a coma for lettin' the record skip I'm an instigator, 380 slug pentrator lettin' the record skip degrading, creating murders to kill haters lettin' the record skip accused for every crime known thru the (Damn!) equator *Dj's schratching* they knew i did it, for having blood on my i'm fuckin' everything when i'm snortin' gators it's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my Pit Bull my weed 'll hit you're chest like a double an abortion barrel gauge some bitch asked for my autograph i'm like a black grenade,that 'll blow up in i called her a hore, spit beer in her face and you're face laughed with a fifth of me, when i guzzle Remi, i do i drop bombs like i was in Vietnam shit on purpose all bitches ares hoes,even my stinkin' mom you never hear me say "forgive me" i'm snatching every penny [Kuniva] i gotta be that way nigga, face it Ay-yo flashback,2 seats,2 deep up in that ass that weed i sold to you brigade laced it crack you high and i make the president get a weed laced with somethin' , nigga pass that facelift in Amsterdam we only hang out with that hasj niggas just afraid, handing me their bracelets rats chilling in the lab,wasted at a 'Stop The Violence' rally i blast gats i'm the type that 'll drink Kahlua and Gin- be you're momma publishin', get you're ass throw up on the mic capped your life is ruined, you get socked right on site The Kuniva, divide up you're cash stack and even at the Million Man March, we gon' raid you're motherfuckin' pockets,ASAP fight i don't need a platinum chain bitch, i snatched Shaq's [Eminem] born loser, half thief and half black So you can suck my dick if you don't like my bring you're boys and you're guns and get shit, laughed at cause i was high when i wrote this so suck my Bitch smacker, rich rapper and their Jag's dick. jacked Cause i don't give a fuck if you don't like my and find chupped up in a trash bag shit, cause i was high when i wrote this so suck my [Dirty Harry] dick Strangling rappers to the point they can't yell cause their crew is full of fags and sweeter [Bizarre] than bake sales I'm a compulsive lier, setting my preacher on Wreckless, come from behind and snatch you're necklace dough gruesome, and causin' more violence than 9 hoodlums [Eminem] i grapple you're adam's apple until it crackle So you can suck my dick if you don't like my run right past you,turn around, grab you and shit, stab you cause i was high when i wrote this so suck my get executed, cause i'm a loony dick. i got a yuck mouth and it's polluted Cause i don't giva a fuck if you don't like my i cock it back and shoot it shit, i love snatching up players, thugs and young cause i was high when i wrote this so suck my ballas dick. shoot up the household, even the young toddlers [Eminem] brigades barricade to bring the noise Suck my motherfuckin' dick while the bullets break up you're bones like D-12 Christmas Toys Dirty motherfuckin' Dozen if a go solo, i'm doing a song with polo Nasty like a stank slut bitch with 30 fuckin' a big chinese nigga, screaming yo,yo!!! husbands i leave ya face leakin' Bizarre Kid run up in church and smack the preacher while Swifty McBay he's preachin' The Kon Artis take a swing at the deacon The Kuniva Dirty Harry [The Kon Artis] Haha, and Slim Shady I used to tell cats i sold weed and weights i was straight until i got caught sellin' them 11. LOVE ME shaped i'm ignorant, with the intent to snatch you're [Obie Trice] rent You don't see me in the hood, it's cause I'm i got kicked out of summer camp for havin' doing this man sex in my tent with the superintendent's daughter, my brain's Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing out of order those sirens i've bin a con artist since i was swimmin' in I'm still getting chased by those lights water Only the light's lime, and my mic's on in Cahoots with this nigga called Fall Out Von And my time is none, because I'm writing who got fired from UPS for tryin' to send you more a bomb (special delivery) I don't hear to meet a soul in this business i signed to a local label for fun I'm here to eat, speak, until these ho's feel this say i got cancer, get dropped, take the I ain't gonna let you derail me, man advancement and run I got Young Kobe homey, you gotta let go of ride by you in the rain while you carry you're Obie son 'Cause Obie be back, (going nowhere, man) call you house and hang up on you for not we got them craps going on givin' me none And that rap going on, soon as a nigga touch born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun down, back from town got a reputation for havin' niggas run up they It's forever, put that on the cheddar, man funds But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Iovine time used to be the type of nigga that was full of Chase cheese, rhyme 'til my voice give out someone's This is it my niggas, this what we boast about 'Til i met you're fat mama, now i'm rollin in Now I'm here, so shut your motherfucking mouth, and show me love, bitch and the chain If I was you, I'd love men too, I roll like a boss [Chorus] I just wanna love, for the rest of my life (I Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry don't love you, bitch) sauce I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you in the I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the night shit (Right we wanna love alcohol, we wanna love Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow guns, we wanna love money Wow bitch we don't love no bitches, though) Niggas eating popcorn right, rewinding the I just wanna love, for the rest of my life tape I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you in the Now shorty mama in precinct, hollering rape night I'm convinced, man, something really wrong with these ho's [Eminem] I thought Lil' Kim was hot, 'til she start There's a certain mystique when I speak, that fucking with her nose you notice I used to listen to Lauryn Hill, and tap my feet 'Cause it's sort of unique 'cause you know it's Then the bitch put out a CD and didn't have no me beats My poetry's deep, and I'm stillmatic, the way I That nigga D'Angelo, he determined not to fail flow to this beat You can't sit still, it's like trying to smoke That nigga went butt-ass, for his record to sell crack and go to sleep (56)My back shot to help Ashanti hit them I'm strapped, it's known any minute I could high notes snap And Big Ben taught Charli B'More to deep I'm the equivalent of what would happen if throat (yea) Bush rapped I bully these rappers so bad lyrically [Chorus] It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, it ain't even money [50 Cent] You can't pay me enough for you to play me I love the burners, the money, the bunnies, I It's cockamamey you just ain't zany enough to just wanna hold you, ha ha rock with Shady I just wanna love you, yea My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's coo- coo 12. SAY WHAT YOU SAY I got screws loose, yea the whole kitten caboodle, I'm just brutal (feat. Dr. Dre & Timberland) It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it, there's no more humor in it, you [Dr. Dre] know Huh, so I'm out the game huh? I'm rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag [Eminem] You need a fag and tear a near hole in my ass, Yo Dre, we riding? you better love me, bitch [Dr. Dre] [Chorus] Whatever [50 Cent] And all the bitches say [Eminem] My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my Well I'm with you homie name If it ain't about the flow, it's 'bout the stones [Dr. Dre] OK, Let's handle this small shit So who you playing with huh huh huh huh?

[Eminem] Cause what you say is what you say I was born to brew up storms 'n stir up shit Say what you say how you say it whenever Kick up dust, cuss 'til I slur up spit you saying it Grew up too quick, went through too much, Just remember how you said it when you was knew too much shit spraying it Corrupt and I'm pour it on like syrup, bitch So who you playing with huh huh huh huh? Thick in gritz, sick and twisted Mr. Buttersworth [Eminem] Dre tole me to milk this shit for what it's Second verse, it gets worse worth It gets no better than this Till the cow just tilts and tips 'n stumbles to Amateurs drink veteran piss earth From a Dixie cup, if you ever mix me up And if I fumble the verse, keep going Or confuse me with a Cannabis or Dre with a First take, I make mistakes, just keep it Dupri No punches, pull no punches, that's weak shit Will rub it in, every club your in, we'll have Fake shit if I ever take shit, I eat shit you Wasn't for him? I wouldn't be shit Blackballed and make sure you never rap a fucking again [Dr. Dre] Dre ain't having it as long as I'm here, play Creep wit me, as we take a little trip down Devil's Advocate Memory Lane Been here longer than anyone in the game [Dr. Dre] And I ain't got to lie about my age If there was some magic shit I could wave Over the industry that could save it when I'm [Eminem] gone But what about Jermaine? And bury to make sure the tradition carries on I would [Dr. Dre] Fuck Jermaine, he don't belong speaking mine [Eminem] or Timbaland's name If I could only use this power for good And don't think I don't read your little I wouldn't, not even if I could interviews and see what your saying I'ma giant, and I ain't gotta move till I'm [Dr. Dre] provoked From the hood and I'm a hornet When I see you, I'ma step on you and not even And I'ma only sting when I'm cornered know it Ya midget, Mini-Me, with a bunch of little [Eminem] Mini-You's And I'ma only sucker punch or swing without Running around your backyard swimming warning pools And swing to knock somebody's fucking head Over 80 million records sold off And I ain't had to do it with 10 or 11 year olds Cause I know, when they get up, I won't get a chance to let off [Chorus:] Another punch, I'm punk- Cause what you say is what you say rock, no one's punk Say what you say how you say it whenever Don't give a fuck, white Pac, so much spunk you saying it When I was little I knew I would blow up Just remember how you said it when you was And sell a mil or grow up to be Atilla spraying it Go nuts and be a killer pad [Dr. Dre] And I'm something of a phenom [Dr. Dre] One puff of the chron And I can pull any string I'm unstoppable, I'm alive, I'm on top again Don't have to prove anything There's no obstacle that I can't conquer Catch a contract on your head So come along with us (Come On) You headed West, talk shit about Dre? You better get a vest, then invest in something [Chorus:] To protect your head and neck Cause what you say is what you say Say what you say how you say it whenever [Eminem] you saying it And it's back and forth all day like Red and Just remember how you said it when you was Meth spraying it I joke when I say I'm the best in the booth So who you playing with huh huh huh huh? But a lot of truth is said ingest And if I ever do live to be a legend Cause what you say is what you say I'ma die a sudden death, 5 mics in The Source Say what you say how you say it whenever Ain't holdin' my fucking breath you saying it But I suffocate for the respect Just remember how you said it when you was Fore I breathe to collect the fucking check spraying it So who you playing with huh huh huh huh? [Chorus:] Cause what you say is what you say [Dr. Dre] Say what you say how you say it whenever Now anybody who knows Dre you saying it Knows I'm about fast cars and alize, partying Just remember how you said it when you was all day spraying it But I handle my business cause it's work So who you playing with huh huh huh huh? before play Don't look for trouble but I serve you gourmet Cause what you say is what you say However you want it, you could have it your Say what you say how you say it whenever way you saying it You fuck my night up, I'ma fuck up your day Just remember how you said it when you was Bullet with your name, sending it your way spraying it That goes for anyone who walks through that So who you playing with huh huh huh huh? doorway Cause this is my space, you invade it [Dr. Dre] Live to regret it and you die trying to violate it Watch your fuckin' mouth Fuck around and you'll get annihilated Eyes dilated [Timbaland] Yo this Timbaland, tell him I said suck [Eminem] [chicka] my dick Ha, like my old lady Cause what you say is what you say 13. NAIL IN THE COFFIN Sometimes what you mean is 2 different [Eminem] things This motherfucker man, just won't shut up will Depending on your mood, if it swings, think you? too many things Talk about I owe you, bitch you owe me Little hit of Dre's weed, I can do anything I'm promoting you right now Catch a contact, then I'm gone and I'm back Man lets put the nail in his coffin I speed write and my loose leaves my launch [Chorus] And I put that on her, when this is all over I dont want to be like this I would never try to make her a star and eat I dont really want to hurt no feelins off her But Im only bein real when I say nobody I dont know shit about no shoppin rocks wants to hear their grandfather rap But what you know about hip-hop shops Old men have heart attacks rockin spots? and I dont want to be responsible for that so When your the only white boy in that bitch Put the mic down and walk away just rippin You can still have a little bit of dignity pressin up your own flyers and your stickers stickin [verse 1] them bitches up after spendin six hours at I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino Kinkos an 83 year old fake Pachino Just makin copys of your covers of cassette So how can he hold me over some balcony singles without throwin his lower back out as soon as and sell them out the trunk of your Tracer he goes to lift me Spendin your whole paycheck at Disc Makers Please dont, youl probably fall with me What you know about bein bullied over half and our asses will both be history your life? But then again youl'll finally get your wish Oh thats right, you know what thats like, your cuz youl be all over the street like 50 Cent half white Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump Vanilla Ice,spill the beans and rice, I'm eating gimme a one-on-one see if I dont fuck you up you alive inside Tryin to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut Jesus Christ, if your that much of a gangster, you up put the mic down And you put Jada on a track thats how much You should be out killin motherfuckers right you suck now dick in the industry, swear that you in the Kill a motherfucker dead, kill'em dead bitch streets hustlin Shoot'em in the fuckin head, go ahead bitch You sit behind a fuckin desk at The Source Slap my mom, slap the f*ck outa her! butt-kissin She cant sue you, she wouldnt get a buck out and beggin motherfuckers for guest of you appearences Cuz your broke as fuck you suck your a fuckin and you can even get the clearances cuz real joke lyricists If you was really sellin coke, well then what dont even respect you or take you serious the fuck Its not that we dont like you, we hate you - you stop for dummy? If you slew some crack period you'd make alot more money than you do Talk about a mid-life crisis damn from rap last week you was shakin Obie Trice's hand You never had no security, you'll never be Now hes a busta? What the fucks with that? famous Get on a track dissin us kissin 50's ass You'l never now what its like to be rich, lifes a and askin me what I know about inditements- bitch aint it? bite me Raymond, here, let me break this shit down in bitch I got two cases, and probation - fight me! lamens What do I know about standin in front of a terms for you just to make sure that you can judge like a man understand this ready to take whatever sentence he hands and Canibus they usin too many complicated What you know about your wife slicin her fuckin words for you wrists Here then let me slow it down for you right in front of the only thing you have in this so you can understand if I say it slower: world - a little girl? Let it go dawg it's over and keep goin [Chorus] Not takin nothin from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathin [Eminem talkin] Keep kickin ass in the mornin and takin names Haha in the evenin Talkin bout I have motherfuckers callin your Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in crib they mouth bitch you aint even got a fuckin crib See they can trigger me, but they'll never You aint even got a fuckin phone, fuckin Bum figure me out Threatened to shut me down at your little Look at me now; I bet ya probably sick of me fuckin Source magazine now ain't you momma? if I come back then you would attack me, I'm a make you look so ridiculous now bitch you attacked me first take it like a man and shut the fuck up I'm sorry momma! and fuck your little magazine too I never meant to hurt you! I dont need your fuckin magazine, I got XXL I never meant to make you cry; but tonight number anywayz I'm cleanin out my closet (one more time) And yall cant stand it cuz there gettin bigger I said I'm sorry momma! than yall I never meant to hurt you! oh, and by the way, howed I look on the I never meant to make you cry; but tonight VMAs? I'm cleanin out my closet When you was watchin me from whatever fuckin TV you was watchin me from in Ha! I got some skeletons in my closet Boston And I don't know if no one knows it The mean streets of Boston, fuckin sissy So before they thrown me inside my coffin Like you got us scared in the motherfucker, and close it suck our motherfuckin dicks I'm a expose it; I'll take you back to '73 Oh, and for those thats dont know, dont get it Before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin CD twisted yo, the Source has a white owner I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months 14. CLEANING OUT MY My faggot father must have had his panties up CLOSET in a bunch Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye Cleanin Out My Closet" No I don't on second thought I just fuckin Where's my snare? wished he would die I have no snare in my headphones - there you I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin go her side Yeah... yo, yo Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try To make it work with her at least for Hailie's Have you ever been hated or discriminated sake against? I maybe made some mistakes I have; I've been protested and demonstrated But I'm only human, but I'm man enough to against face them today Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb the times But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets Sick as the mind of the motherfuckin kid that's outta that gun behind Cause I'da killed him; shit I woulda shot Kim All this commotion emotions run deep as and them both ocean's explodin It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Tempers flarin from parents just blow 'em off Eminem Show" I'm sorry momma! I'm sorry momma! I never meant to hurt you! I never meant to hurt you! I never meant to make you cry; but tonight I never meant to make you cry; but tonight I'm cleanin out my closet (one more time) I'm cleanin out my closet (one more time) I said I'm sorry momma! I said I'm sorry momma! I never meant to hurt you! I never meant to hurt you! I never meant to make you cry; but tonight I never meant to make you cry; but tonight I'm cleanin out my closet I'm cleanin out my closet I'm sorry momma! Now I would never diss my own momma just I never meant to hurt you! to get recognition I never meant to make you cry; but tonight Take a second to listen for who you think this I'm cleanin out my closet (one more time) record is dissin I said I'm sorry momma! But put yourself in my position; just try to I never meant to hurt you! envision I never meant to make you cry; but tonight Witnessin your momma poppin prescription I'm cleanin out my closet pills in the kitchen Bitchin that someone's always goin throuh her 15. SING FOR THE MOMENT purse and shit's missin [Verse 1] Goin through public housin systems, victim of These ideas are nightmares to white parents Munchausen's Syndrome Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and My whole life I was made to believe I was who likes earrings sick when I wasn't Like whatever they say has no bearing, it's so 'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you scary in a house that allows sick to ya stomach no swearing Doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that To see him walking around with his CD for me Ma? headphones blaring So you could try to justify the way you treated Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care me Ma? He's a problem child But guess what? You're gettin older now and And what bothers him all comes out, when he it's cold when your lonely talks about And Nathan's growin up so quick he's gonna His fuckin' dad walkin' out know that your phony Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks And Hailie's gettin so big now; you should see him out her, she's beautiful If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock But you'll never see her - she won't even be at him out your funeral! His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's See what hurts me the most is you won't admit talkin' back you was wrong Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap Bitch do your song - keep tellin yourself that He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap you was a mom! His step-father hit him, so he socked him But how dare you try to take what you didn't back, and broke his nose help me to get His house is a broken home, there's no control, You selfish bitch; I hope you fuckin burn in he just let's his emotions hell for this shit go... Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me? [Chorus] Well guess what, I +AM+ dead - dead to you {C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the as can be! years {Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon) I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to, you're full of Sing it with me, just for today, maybe shit too, Guerrera, that tomorrow the good Lord will take you was a fist that hit you... away... [CHORUS] [Verse 2] Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with [Verse 3] gangsta's They say music can alter moods and talk to In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a you sanctum Well can it load a gun up for you , and cock it (40)Holy or unholy, only have one homie too Only this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know Well if it can, then the next time you assault a me dude Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I Just tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get guess words are a sued mothafucka they can be great See what these kids do is hear about us totin' Or they can degrade, or even worse they can pistols teach hate And they want to get one cause they think the It's like these kids hang on every single shit's cool statement we make Not knowin' we really just protectin' Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship ourselves, we entertainers us platinum Of course the shit's affectin' our sales, you Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis ignoramus happen But music is reflection of self, we just explain From standin' on corners and porches just it, and then we get our rappin' checks in the mail To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass It's fucked up ain't it But then these critics crucify you, journalists How we can come from practically nothing to try to burn you being able to have any fuckin' Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at thing that we wanted you That's why we sing for these kids, who don't To get they hands on every dime you have, have a thing they want you to lose your mind Except for a dream, and a fuckin' rap every time you mad magazine So they can try to make you out to look like a Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day loose cannon long Any dispute won't hesitate to produce Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they handguns songs That's why these prosecutors wanna convict Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in me, strictly just to get me off their lives of these streets quickly Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' But all they kids be listenin' to me religiously, they'd die so i'm signin' cd's while Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, police fingerprint me and they vibe They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge We're nothin' to you but we're the fuckin' shit is against me in they eyes If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesn't That's why we seize the moment try to freeze make sense Pete it and own it, squeeze it and It's all political, if my music is literal, and i'm hold it a criminal how the fuck Cause we consider these minutes golden can I raise a little girl And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our [Eminem] songs and we can... Yo.. yo yo yo yo I tried suicide once and I'll try it again [CHORUS X2] That's why I write songs where I die at the end Cause I don't give a fuck, like my middle finger was stuck 17. "Cum On Everybody" and I was wavin it at everybody screamin, "I suck" (I SUCK!!!) [Girl] I go on stage in front of a sellout crowd Hmm-hmm-hmhmhmmhm.. ahhh, whooooo!! and yell out loud, "All y'all get the hell out Shit now" [Em] Fuck rap, I'm givin it up y'all, I'm sorry Yo, mic check (But Eminem this is your record release Testing one, two, um... twelve party!) (whattup whattup whattup.. Outsidaz) I'm bored out of my gourd -- so I took a [Em] hammer This is my dance song (Outsidaz) and nailed my foot to the floorboard of my Can you hear me? Ford (Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young Zee) Guess I'm just a sick sick bastard [Em] who's one sandwich short of a picnic basket (I Aight, ay turn my headphones up ain't got it all) (bust it bust it) One Excederin tablet short of a full medicine cabinet [Eminem] I feel like my head has been shredded like My favoite color is red, like the blood shed lettuce and cabbage from Kurt Cobain's head, when he shot (ohhhhhhh) And if you ever see a video for himself dead this shit Women all grabbin at my shishkabob I'll probably be dressed up like a mummy with Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could my wrists slit starve (I can't stand white people!) Cum on everybody -- get down tonight [8X] You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so [Eminem] Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit I got a wardrobe with an orange robe {*wolf Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin whistle*} Beastie Boy {*wolf whistle*} I'm in the fourth row, signin autographs at So I told em I was Mike D your show They was like, "Gee I don't know, he might (Yo can you sign this right here?) be!" I just remembered that I'm absent minded I told em, "Meet me at Kid Rock's next Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it concert I'm freestylin every verse that I spit I'll be standin by the Loch Ness Monster cause I don't even remember the words to my (okay) peace out (bye!!)" shit (umm, one two) Then I jetted to the weed house I told the doc I need a change in sickness Smoked out til I started bustin freestyles and gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis Broke out then I dipped quick back to the crib, Put my LP on your Christmas gift list put on lipstick You wanna get high, here bitch just sniff this Crushed up the Tylenol and ate it with a dipstick (*slurping*} Cum on everybody -- get down tonight [8X] Made a couple of crank calls collect [*brrrrrrring, click*] show you "Ken Kaniff from Connecticut, can you There ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw accept?" to I wanna make songs all the fellas dub [Hailie Makes Chainsaw Sound] And murder every rich rapper that I'm jealous Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls of I cut 'em off, i got 'em pickled and bronzed in So just remember when I bomb your set a glass jar Yo, I only cuss to make your mom upset Inside of a hall, with my framed autographed, Sunglasses with elton john's name, on my drag Cum on everybody -- get down tonight [20X] wall I'm out the closet, i been lying my ass off All this time, me and dre been fucking with 18. "My Dad's Gone Crazy" hats off

[Intro:] [Dr Dre:] [Tuning TV] Suck it marshall [Eminem Snortin Crack] [Eminem:] [TV Presenter:] So tell Laura and her husband to back off Hello boys and girls Before i push this motherfucking button and Today we're gonna talk about father and blast off daughter relationships And launch one of these russians, and that's all Do you have a daddy? [Hailie Makes Explosion Sound] I'll bet you do Blow every fucking thing, except afghanistan [Door opens] on the map, off who's your daddy? When will it stop? When will I knock the crap off? [Hailie:] [Knocking] Daddy, what're you doing? Hailie, tell 'em baby

[Beat starts] [Hailie:] My dad's lost it [Eminem:] Haha [Chorus:] [Eminem:] [Eminem & Hailie:] There's really nothin' else to say I, I can't Ok then! everybody, listen up! explain it

[Eminem:] [Hailie:] I'm goin to hell, who's comin' with me? I think my dad gone crazy!

[Hailie:] [Eminem:] Somebody, please help him! A little help from Hailie Jade won't you tell [giggle] em' baby i think my dad gone crazy! [Hailie:] I think my dad gone crazy! [Verse #1:] There's no mountain i can't climb [Eminem:] There's no tower too high, Theres nothin' you could do or say that could No plane that i can't learn how to fly ever change me What do i gotta do to get through to you, to [Hailie:] I think my dad gone crazy! Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheek I'd yank my fuckin teeth before id ever bite [Eminem:] my tongue There's no one on earth that can save me, not I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' even Hailie lightning twice at once And die and come back as vanilla ice's son [Hailie:] And walk around the rest of my life spit on I think my dad gone crazy! And kicked and hit with shit, every time i sung Like R Kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" [Verse 2:] comes on It's like my mother always told me More pain inside of my brain, than the eyes of [Eminem Impersinates His Mom] a little girl inside of a Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana plane Rana Rana, Aimed at the World Trade, standin' on and codeine (16)and goddamit, you little Ronnie's grave, motherfucker Screaming at the sky, till clouds gather as If you aint got nothin' nice to say then don't Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade say nothin' And thats pretty much the gist of it,Parents are uh.. pissed, but the kids love Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick it Chew on a prick, and lick a million Nine millimeter, heater stashed, in two-seaters motherfuckin' cocks per second with meat cleavers (20)I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel I don't blame you, i wouldn't let hailie listen to record me neither I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy And have pussy-lips glued to my face with a [Chorus] clit-ring in my nose Then quit bringin my flows, quit giving me [Outro:] my ammo [Eminem:] Can't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave Crazy me alone, this wouldn't be my m.o. [Hailie:] I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo ha ha Catch a homo by his toe, man i don't know no You're funny daddy! more Am i the only fuckin one who's normal any 19. PATIENTLY WAITING more?

[Hailie:] Patiently Waiting Lyrics Dad [50 Cent] [Chorus] Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy right? [Verse #3:] I owe you for this one My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise [Chorus] And at the same time, make you dry your eyes Ive been patiently waiting for a with the same rhyme track to explode on See what you're seeing is a genius at work You can stun if you want and Which to me isn't work, so it's easy to your ass will get rolled on misinterpret it at first, It feels like my flowz been hot for so long [Eminem - Verse 2 (heart monitor If you thinkin Im fuckin fall off stopz)] your so wrong They think they're crazy but they aint crazy lets face it, shit [Verse 1 - 50 Cent] basically I'm innocent in my head, like a they just playin sick, they aint shit baby born dead They aint sayin shit.. spray'em destination heaven, sit and politic Fifty with passengars from nine eleven A to the K, get in the way I'll The lords blessins leave me bring Dre and them wit me lyrically inclined and turn this day into fuckin shit I aint even gotta try to shine mayhem you stayin wit me? God's a seamstress that tailor Dont let me lose you, Im not tryin fitted my pain to confuse you I got scriptures in my brain I when I let loose with this uzi and could spit at your dame just shoot through your Izuzu straight out the good book, look, You get the message am I gettin niggaz iz shook through to you? 50 fears no man, warrior swing You know whatz comin you swords like Conan motherfuckerz dont even know picture me pen in hand write linez do you? knowin the source'l quote it Take some Big and some Pac and When I die, they'll read this and you mix them up in a pot say a genius wrote it Sprinkle a little Big L on top, I grew up without my pops, what the fuck do you got? should that make me bitta? You got the realest and illest I caught cases I copped, out does killaz tied up in a knot that make me a quitta? The Jugganautz of this rap shit In this white man's world Im like it or not similiar to a squirrel Its like a fight to the top just to lookin for a slut with a nice butt see who died for the spot to get a nut You put your life in this - nothin If I get shot today my phone will like survivin the shot stop ringin again Y'all know what time it iz az soon These industry niggaz aint az Fifty signz on this dot friends, they know how to Shit what you know about death pretend threats, cuz I get alot Shady Records was eighty [Chorus X2] seconds away from the towers some cowards fucked with the [Eminem - Hook (heart monitor wrong building they meant to hit beeps)] ours If ya Patiently waitin to make it Better evacuate all children (50 through all the hatin Cent: woo)- nuclear shower debatin whether or not you could theres nothin spookier, you're even weather the storm. now about to witness the power when you lay on the table they of fuckin Fifty operatin to save you itz like an angel came to you sent [Chorus X1] from the heavenz above Its the gun squad ya'll when the shots go off "Cold Wind Blows" Itz fifty, they say Itz Fifty See a nigga laid out with his fukin [Intro] top blown off Cause some things just don't change Itz fifty, man that wasnt Fifty, It's better when they stay the same they don't holla my name Although the whole world knows your name So on the biggest days they came to see you spit your game [50 Cent - Verse 3] Ooooohhhhhhh You shoudln't throw stones if you It shouldn't be difficult to explain live in a glass house Just why you came back again, you hate the and if you got a glass jaw, you fame should watch your mouth Love the game, cold as ice you remain cuz I'll break your face, have your Fuck em' all, tell 'em all eat shit, here we go ass runnin again mumblin to the Jake, you goin against me dawg you makin a So, god damn... is it that time again already mistake Haha, you don't look too happy to see me Ill split you leave you lookin like Fuck man, don't everybody welcome me back the Michael Jackson's jackets at once with all them zippers Im the boss All right, fuck ya'll then on this boat, you can call me skipper [Verse 1] the way I turn the money over You can get the dick, just call me the ballsac, you should call me flipper I'm nuts Your bitch, a regular bitch, you (73)Michael Vick in this bitch, fall back you callin her wifey mutts I fuck her feed her fast food, you (70)Fuck your worms, you never seen such a keepin her icy sick puppy Im down to sell records but not Fuck it a sick duck, I want my duck sick my soul mummy Snoop said this in 94': "We dont And my nuts, lick, gobble 'em up trick, love them hoez" yummy I got pennies for my thoughts, Bitch you don't fucking think I know that you now Im rich suck dick dummy? see the twentys spinnin lookin You'll get your butt kicked, fuck all that love mean on the six shit honey niggaz wearin flagz, cuz the Yeah I laugh when I call you a slut, it's funny! colorz match they clothes Shawty dance while I diss you to the beat, They get caught in the wrong fuck the words hood and get filled up with holez You don't listen to 'em anyway, yeah struck a muthafuckas nerve sucker Motherfucker might aswell let my lips pucker [Chorus X2] Like Elton John, cause I'm just a mean cock sucker (50 Cent) This shit is on, cause you went and pissed me Its fifty (X3) off Now I'm sitting and pissing on everybody Give a fuck if it's right or wrong 21. Cold Wind Blows - Eminem So buck the buddah, light a bong But take a look at mariah the next time I inspire you to write a song, cmon blew and I said

[Chorus] Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I'm as cold as the cold Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I'm as cold as the cold wind blows wind blows When it snows and it's twenty be-low When it snows and it's twenty be-low Ask me why man I just don't know know Ask me why man I just don't know know know know know know know know know know know know I'm as cold as the cold wind blows blo-blo- I'm as cold as the cold wind blows blo-blo- blo-blo-blo-blows blo-blo-blo-blows Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh [Verse 3] [Verse 2] How long will I be this way? Shady until my Fuck it I'm a loose cannon, Bruce Banner's dying day back in the booth Til I hang up the mic and it's time for me to Ya'll are sitting ducks, I'm the only goose say standing So long, til then I drop the fucking bombs I set the world on fire, piss on it, put it out Like I miss the pass when I went long Stick my dick in a circle, but I'm not fucking If you don't like it you can kiss my ass in a lint around motherfucker thong I'll show you pussy footin, I'll kick a bitch in Now sing along, slut this, slut that, learn the the cunt words to the song Til it makes her queef and sounds like a Oh bitches don't like that, homie I'll be nicer fucking whoopy cushion to women Who the fuck is you pushin', you musta When the aqua man drowns and the human mistook me for some sissy torch starts swimming (47)Soft punk looking for some nookie or Man I'm a cold soul, I roll solo so bosom So don't compare me to them other bums over Go ahead, fucking hater push me there I told you ain't no fucking way to shush me It's like apples to oranges, peaches to plums Call me a faggot cause I hate a pussy yeah Man the fuck up sissy, G's up I'm bananas pussy, cut off the grapes and grow All you gardeners freeze up, put your hoes a pair down (shady ease up!) But I swear, you try to diss me, I'll slaughter Man chill, nah I can't god damnit you Rap is a landfill, drop the anvil I put that on everything, like everyone does These are shoes that you can't fill with auto-tune Shit the day that happens the world'll stop That last thing you wanna do is have me spit spinning out a rhyme And Michael J. Fox'll come to a stand still And say I was writing this and I thought of During an earthquake, urine in your face you so Cause you're fake, ahh what the fuck, that hurt wait! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I'm as cold as the cold Ahh what the fuck, I just got struck by wind blows lightening When it snows and it's twenty be-low Alright then I quit, god I give up Ask me why man I just don't know know Call it evil that men do, lord forgive me for know know know know know what my pen do I'm as cold as the cold wind blows blo-blo- This is for your sins, I cleanse you blo-blo-blo-blo-blows You can repent but I warn you, if you continue Oh oh oh oh oh To hell I'll send you, and just then the wind [Outro] Why you think the only thing I got on is my Oh oh oh oh oh oh pyjamas? I don't know, I don't know what caused, I don't know what caused me to be this way [Chorus x2] I don't know, I don't know but I probably be So bad this way 'til my dying day So good that I'm so bad I don't know why I'm so, I'm so cold beat Guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever bangs, I don't need to say had I guess this is how you made me Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna wanna fuck nobody else again

23. So Bad - Eminem I'm equivalent to a shot of Cuevo, first I kiss your navel "So Bad" Work my way down, baby you can lay down on the table Yeah.. But you may wanna find something more Haha..you feel that baby? stable Yeah, I feel it too. I told you I ain't fooling from the gate, this Damn. ain't the first day of April! You know..I'm so glad we could spend this But thank you for staying April, I'ma make time together you learn See, I'm not as crazy as you thought I was, am To appreciate me, differentiate me i? From these phoney, little fishy and sissy fake Heh.. G's (18)Skip over the huggy-bear and all the I'm the American dream! I'm the definition of kissyface, please white trash balling, Initiate phase three! Missy now service me I'm right back on 'em, with the Take another shot of Jager, shake it so [scratches] I can't call it nervously Same shit, different toilet, oh you got a nice Take your time baby, ooh you're the bomb ass darlin'! baby! Can't wait to get you into my Benz, take you Ooh you're doing that even better than your for a spin mom lady! What you mean we ain't fuckin', you take me I told you I'm Shady, you didn't listen now, for a friend? did you? Let me tell you the whole story of Shady's Relax woman, you know that I'm only kidding origin with you You'll be sorry if you slam my Mercedes door Got a twisted sense of humour, it's warped, again! but I didn't hit you Now, it all started with my father I think you're finally starting to get the picture, I must have got my pimping genes from him, I'm.. the way he left my mama I'm a rolling stone just like him, word to [Chorus x2] Johnny Drama Keep my entourage with me, baby I'll make a [Bridge] promise Dynamite, dynamite, dynamite, so! There ain't nobody as bomb as me Dynamite, dynamite, dynamite, so! I'm as calm as The breeze, I'm the bees knees, I can hold you in the morning his legs and his arms I'm a But in the evening I gotta go.. S-superstar, girl, I'm ready for you mama! 'cause I'm on to the next girl, And the next girl I kinda like, oh, oh, oh..! Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, duh-da-da-da-da (kill kill kill) I got you caught up in the rapture Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum Make you recapture the feelings you had for Dahh-dum, dahh-dum, dumm.. your last boyfriend before he slapped you (kill kill kill) You never wanted someone so bad you're sweating [Chorus: Eminem] But if I'm what you wanted, why'd you panic when I grabbed you? Mentally ill from Amityville (HE'LL) Girl don't be so frantic I'm just a hopeless Accidentally kill your family still romantic Thinkin he won't? God-damnit he will Don't try to fight the feeling of something (HE'SSSS) that's organic Mentally ill from Amityville You can't ignore it, so don't just stand before it [(HE'SSSS) - on repeats only] Just drop them panties to the floor, let's get to camcordin' [Eminem] Damn shorty, I told you this was bound to I get lifted and spin til I'm half-twisted happen Feet planted and stand with a grin full of Soon as you wrote your number on a napkin I chapped lipstick (SMACK) was bound to work a number on your back Pen full of ink, think sinful and rap sick shit and Shrink pencil me in for my last visit Throw your spine out of alignment Drink gin til my chin's full of splashed My love has got you so blinded you couldn't whiskers (whoosh) pick any one else out of a lineup Hash whiskey and ash til I slap bitches so stop at a store, pick a pint up (smack) Let's get the pineapple schnapps going, no Ask Bizzy, he's been here the past six years one'll knock cause I'ma hang a sign up Mash with me you'll get in imagine this Saying "Don't Disturb", shorty I'm so superb I say the right things, don't I spit the dopest [Chorus 2X] words? [Bizarre] [Chorus x2] I fucked my cousin in his asshole, slit my mother's throat [Bridge] (AH!) Guess who Slim Shady just signed to Interscope? [Chorus x2] My little sister's birthday, she'll remember me [Over the chorus] Haha.. For a gift I had ten of my boys take her Dr. Dre virginity 2010! (Mmm mm mmm!) And bitches know me as a Light years ahead of you..haha.. horny ass freak Whoo! (71)Their mother wasn't raped, I ate her pussy while she was 'sleep Pissy-drunk, throwing up in the urinal (YOU FUCKING HOMO!) 24. Amityville - Eminem That's what I said at my dad's funeral

"Amityville" [Chorus 2X] (feat. Bizarre (D-12)) [Eminem] (kill kill kill) That's why the city is filled with a bunch of Dahh-dum, dahh-dum.. dum fucking idiots still (still) That's why the first motherfucker poppin some I never knew I.. shit he gets killed (killed) Mic check one-two That's why we don't call it Detroit, we call it I never knew I.. Amityville ('Ville) Who woulda knew? You can get capped after just having a cavity I never knew I.. filled (filled) Who'da known? Ahahahaha, that's why we're crowned the I never knew I.. murder capital still (still) Fuck would've thought This ain't Detroit, this is motherfucking I never knew I.. Hamburger Hill! (Hill!) Motherfucker comes out We don't do drivebys, we park in front of I never knew I.. houses and shoot and sells a couple of million records and when the police come we fucking shoot it I never knew I.. out with them too! And these motherfuckers hit the ceiling That's the mentality here (here) that's the I never knew I.. reality here (here) Did I just hear somebody say they wanna [Eminem] challenge me here?? (huh?) I don't do black music, I don't do white music While I'm holding a pistol with this many I make fight music, for high school kids calibres here?? (here??) I put lives at risk when I drive like this {*tires Got some registration and just made this shit screech*} valid this year? (year?) I put wives at risk with a knife like this Cause once i snap i cant be held accountable (AHHH!!) for my actions Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck and that's when accidents happen, now when a thousand bullets come at your house I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct and collapse the foundation around and they tape stretched out found you Ducked the fuck way down, waitin to straight and your family in it (AH!) jump out GOT DAMNIT HE MEANT IT WHEN HE put it over your mouth, and grab you by the TELLS YOU face, what now? Oh - you want me to watch my mouth, how? [Chorus 2X] Take my fuckin eyeballs out, and turn em around? Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da Look - I'll burn your fuckin house down, circle Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da around Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da burning furniture out Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da (Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da must be a mix-up Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da You want me to fix up lyrics while the Dum, tahh-dum.. ta-dah-da President gets his dick sucked? Dum.. [*ewwww*] Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make- up Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor 25. Who Knew - Eminem Quit tryin to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement "Who Knew" (The kids!) But don't blame me when lil' Eric jumps off of the terrace I never knew I.. You shoulda been watchin him - apparently you ain't parents [Chorus] [Chorus: Eminem] [Eminem] Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this I never knew I.. knew I'd.. big have a new house or a new car I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid A couple years ago I was more poorer than I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist you are I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch I don't got that bad of a mouth, do I? I never knew I, knew I would get this big Fuck shit ass bitch cunt, shooby-de-doo-wop I never knew I, knew I'd effect this kid (what?) I never knew I'd, get him to slit his wrist Skibbedy-be-bop, a-Christopher Reeves I never knew I'd, get him to hit this bitch Sonny Bono, skis horses and hittin some trees (HEY!) [Eminem] How many retards'll listen to me So who's bringin the guns in this country? and run up in the school shootin when they're (Hmm?) pissed at a I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through teach-er, her, him, is it you is it them? customs over in London "Wasn't me, Slim Shady said to do it again!" And last week, I seen a Schwarzaneggar Damn! How much damage can you do with a movie pen? where he's shootin all sorts of these Man I'm just as fucked up as you woulda been motherfuckers with a uzi if you woulda been, in my shoes, who woulda I sees three little kids, up in the front row, thought screamin "Go," with their 17-year-old Uncle Slim Shady would be somethin that you I'm like, "Guidance - ain't they got the same woulda bought moms and dads that woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a who got mad when I asked if they liked cop violence?" I just said it - I ain't know if you'd do it or not And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear What about the make-up you allow your 12- [Chorus] year-old daughter to wear? (Hmm?) So tell me that your son doesn't know [Eminem] any cuss words How the fuck was I supposed to know? when his bus driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse ("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!") 26. Ass Like That - Eminem And fuck was the first word I ever learned up in the third grade, flippin the gym teacher the bird (Look!) "Ass Like That" So read up, about how I used to get beat up peed on, be on free lunch, and change school [Chorus] every 3 months The way you shake it, I can't believe it My life's like kinda what my wife's like (63)I ain't never seen an ass like that (what?) The way you move it, you make my pee pee Fucked up after I beat her fuckin ass every go night, Ike Doing, doing, doing So how much easier would life be if 19 million motherfuckers grew to be just I don't believe it, it's almost too good to be like me? true I ain't never seen an ass like that Please do not remove me from this movie The way you move it, you make my pee pee theater please go I did not even get to see Mary-Kate shower Doing, doing, doing scene I didn't mean to be obscene or make a great The way she moves she's like a belly dancer big scene She's shaking that ass to that new nelly jam, I And don't treat me like I'm pee wee herman, Think someones at the door this movies PG But I don't think I'm gonna answer Mr. Officer, I demand to see my attorney Police saying "freeze" I will simply plead innocent, cop a plea and be Doing, doing, doing free What do you mean freeze? Free, yes, free, right back on the streets Please, I'm a human being, I have needs What you mean my lawyer's with Michael, I'm not done, not till I'm finish peeing he's too busy? I am not resisting arrest, I am agreeing Mr. I am Triumph, Britney Spears has shoulders Officer like a man I'm already on my knees And I can say that and you'll laugh cuz that is I can't get on the ground any further, it's a puppet on my hand impossible for me And do not treat me like a murderer, I just like [Chorus] to pee, pee, pee Yes, I make r&b, I sing song it go Hilary Duff is not quite old enough so Ring-a-chong, a-ching-chong-chong-chong- I ain't never seen a butt like that ching Maybe next year I'll say ass and she'll make Psych, I joke, I joke, I kidd, I kidd my pee pee go If I offend I'm sorry, please, please forgive Doing, doing, doing For I am Triumph, the puppet dog, I am a mere puppet The way she moves she dances like a go-go I can get away with anything I sing, you will In that video she sings get out your bozo love it I need a new boyfriend, hi my name is JoJo Police saying "freeze" [Chorus] Doing, doing, doing What do you mean freeze? Jessica Simpson, looks oh so temptin' My computers would be seized and my keys Nick I ain't never seen an ass like that to my ranch Everytime I see that show on MTV my pee I just baked cookies Mr. Officer, looky, take a pee goes whiff of these Doing, doing, doing Here, I make Jesus juice, take a sip of this Nobody is safe from me, no not even me Mary-Kate and Ashley used to be so I don't even know if I can say the word pee wholesome pee, pee Now they're getting older, they're starting to On the radio, but I think I did grow bum bums Janet, is that a breast, I think I just saw a tit I go to the movies and sit down with my pop Psych, I joke, I joke, I kidd, I kidd corn (2)I don't think my joke is working, I must Police saying "freeze" flee quick Doing doing doing Get to the chopper, everybody get out What do you mean freeze? I am not Triumph, I am Arnold, get down Geez, I just got my seat I have ticket, look, I put away my zipper [Chorus] zipped So Gwen Stefani, will you pee pee on me all please? Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws I ain't never seen an ass like that Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit Cuz the way you move it, you make my pee his dog pee go Doing, doing, doing [Hook:] You on fire What the fuck is wrong with you? (ha!) Thats how ya know your on a roll Cause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses cold Your on fire 27. "On Fire" Man I'm so fuckin sick I got ambulances pullin me over and shit Yeah.. Ya Know?.. Critics Man Your on fire Critics Never Got Nothin Nice To Say man Ya need to stop drop and roll cause when you You know the one thing I notice about critics say the shit to get the whole hip hop shop the man? blow Is.. critics never ask me how my day went Your on fire.. your on fire Well imma tell em [Verse 2:] [Verse 1:] I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two Yesterday my dog died, I hog tied a ho, tied long ass verses if you mistook the for a song, her in a bow look Said next time you blow up try to spit a flow This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan You wanna criticize dog try a little mo and david cook (27)I'm so tired of this I could blow, fire in the That the crook just took over so book hole Run as fast as you can, stop writin and kill it I'm fired up so fire up the lighter and the dro Im lightning in a skillet your a fuckin flash in (22)Better hold on a little tighter here I go a pan Flows tighter, hot headed as ghostrider I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease Cold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in splashin a fan the snow Mr mathers is the man So ya better get lower than Flo-Rida inside of Yeah I'm pissed but I would rather take this a lowrider with no tires in the hole energy and stash it in a can Why am I like this? why is winter cold Come back and whip your ass with it again Why is it when I talk I'm so biased to the hoes Salivas like sufiric acid in your hand itll eat Listen dog Christmas is off this is as soft as it through anything metal the ass of iron man gets Turn him into plastic so for you to think that This isnt golf this is a blisterin' assault you could stand a fuckin chance is assanine Those are your wounds this is the salt Yeah ask the nine man So get lost Hit a blind man with a coloring book and told Shit dissin me is just like pissin off the wizard him color inside the lines or get hit with a of oz flying crayon Wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws Fuck it I aint playin with it Pull up in a van and hop out at a homeless Grab the scissors and saws and man holdin a sign sayin Cut out your livers gizzards and balls Vietnam vet.. I'm out my fuckin mind man Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 blizzard with jaws grand So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw So if I seem a little mean to you this aint Then discribe how it tasted like dessert to us savage you aint never seen a brute You wanna get graphic we can go the scenic play... route ("Shit is mine, I gotta do this.. gotta do this") You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop [Dr. Dre] Sayin you sick quit playin you prick dont Alright, stop! (Huh?) nobody care Now before you walk in the door of this liquor Then why the fuck am I yellin at air store I aint even talkin to noone cause aint nobody and try to get money out the drawer there You better think of the consequence (But who Nobody will fuckin test me cause these hos are you?) wont even dare I'm your motherfuckin conscience Im wastin punchlines but I got so many to spare I just thought of another one that might [Eminem] go here That's nonsense! Naw dont waste it save it psycho yeah Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said your aunt's cribs about michaels hair And borrow a damn dress, and one of her blonde wigs [Hook:] Tell her you need a place to stay You're on fire You'll be safe for days if you shave your legs Thats how ya know your on a roll with Renee's razor blade Cause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses cold [Dr. Dre] Your on fire Yeah but if it all goes through like it's Man I'm so hot my motherfuckin firetrucks on supposed to fire homie The whole neighborhood knows you and Your on fire they'll expose you Ya need to stop drop and roll cause when you Think about it before you walk in the door say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the first blow Look at the store clerk, she's older than Your on fire.. your on fire George Burns Your on fire [Eminem] Fuck that! Do that shit! Shoot that bitch! Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that 28. Guilty Conscience - Eminem rich? Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that "Guilty Conscience" bitch? (feat. Dr. Dre) Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids? [sound of static] [Dr. Dre] [announcer] Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it! Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old. (You're right!) Fed up with life and the way things are going, Not over this shit (Stop!) Drop the biscuit (I he decides to rob a liquor store. will!) ("I can't take this no more, I can't take it no Don't even listen to Slim yo, he's bad for you more homes") (You know what Dre? I don't like your But on his way in, he has a sudden change of attitude..) heart. And suddenly, his conscience comes into [sound of static] [Dr. Dre] ("It's alright c'mon, just come in here for a Alright calm down, relax, start breathin.. minute") ("Mmm, I don't know!") [Eminem] ("Look baby..") Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch ("Damn!") cheatin ("Yo, it's gonna be alright, right?") While you at work she's with some dude tryin ("Well OK..") to get off?! FUCK slittin her throat, CUT THIS BITCH'S [announcer] HEAD OFF!!! Meet Stan, twenty-one years old. ("Give me a kiss!") [Dr. Dre] After meeting a young girl at a rave party, Wait! What if there's an explanation for this things start getting hot and heavy in an shit? upstairs bedroom. (What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his Once again, his conscience comes into play... dick?!) ("Shit!") Alright Shady, maybe he's right Grady But think about the baby before you get all [Eminem] crazy Now listen to me, while you're kissin her cheek [Eminem] and smearin her lipstick, I slipped this in her Okay! Thought about it, still wanna stab her? drink Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little kidnap her? bitch's earlobe.. That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard (Yo! This girl's only fifteen years old You gonna take advice from somebody who You shouldn't take advantage of her, that's not slapped DEE BARNES??! fair) Yo, look at her bush.. does it got hair? (Uh [Dr. Dre] huh!) What'chu say? (What's wrong? Didn't think I'd Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare remember?) Til she passes out and she forgot how she got I'ma kill you motherfucker! there (25)(Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie [Eminem] _Kids_?) Uhhh-aahh! Temper temper! No, but I seen the porno with SunDoobiest! Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? (Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?) Mr. AK comin' straight outta Compton y'all Man fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail.. better make way? How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to [sound of static] be violent? [pickup idling, radio playing] [Dr. Dre] [announcer] Cause he don't need to go the same route that I Meet Grady, a twenty-nine year old went construction worker. Been there, done that.. aw fuck it... After coming home from a hard day's work, What am I sayin? Shoot em both Grady, he walks in the door of his trailer park home where's your gun at? to find his wife in bed with another man. ("WHAT THE FUCK?!?!") [gun fires, is cocked, and re-fired] ("Grady!!") 29. Same Song & Dance - Eminem In and out of rehab, every 4 to 6 months She was always known for little pranks and Yo... Same song and dance Damn girl, slick stunts everywhere I go Same song and dance And Nickelodeon flashed her little kids once I like the way you move! All over the globe What an event it was, Same song and dance Something about it man I was sitting in front I was hooked in it the Same song and dance In the Pale Moonlight first glimpse of them buns Yo... Seen her back stage now here's where I come in son I'm lookin' at ya, yeah girl Your kind of Look here she comes I better pull out the big tookin' back by The whole rapper thing aren't guns ya? Hello Lindsay, you're looking a little thin hun Probably thinkin' you'll get slapped so dang How bout a ride to rehab, get in cunt hard ya Won't even be able to stand up Starting off on the wrong foot is what I didn't straight, aren't ya? want Couple rape charges, people think you're a Girl I'm just kidding let me start over again monster hun The police constantly buggin' ya non-stop I See what I meant was, we should have a little walk up on ya, well hello Tonya intervention I think ya got your OnStar button inside your Come with me to Brighton, let me relieve your car stuck. tension You outta gas, do you gotta flat? You little Wench ya, murder wasn't my I would hate for you to be stranded at the intention If I wanted to kill you it would of laundromat I got your back already been done Why don't you put your laundry basket in the Slowly she gets in and I begin to lynch her back With sixty-six inches of extension... cord. And sit up front, not askin' it's a trap You just got jacked and body snatched and it's Yeah baby, do that dance It's the last dance a rap you'll ever get the chance to do In broad day, with no mask for this attack I Girl shake that ass You ain't ever gonna break heard 'em say, exact opposites attract that glass If that's a fact, it'll take task force to get ya The windshields too strong for you I said yeah back baby, sing that song C'mon It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing Yeah baby, do that dance It's the last dance You sexy little thing Show me what you got, you'll ever get the chance to do give it your all Girl shake that ass You ain't ever gonna break Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? that glass Same song and dance... The windshields too strong for you I said yeah baby, sing that song My second victim was even bigger then the It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to first sing Pop star, icon, the whole works You sexy little thing Show me what you got, She played a little schoolgirl when she first give it your all burst Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? Upon the scene and seen that the world was Same song and dance... hers She twirls and turns and flirts in skirts so bad The first victim I had, she was a big one Big it hurts movie star, a party girl, big fun It irked me and made me mad at first I lashed She was the girl the media always picked on out through my songs but what was really going on Same diggin' and pleadin' same yellin' and Was that I had developed a crush I just didn't bleedin' Same song and dance know how to tell it to her... Yeah Same song and dance know Same song Should I cut off one of my ears and mail it to and dance her? Send her pictures of my collections of skeletons of, footage of me impaling myself on an elephant tusk? We'll settle this once and for all, I'mma tell her at dusk Tonight, tonight is the night and tell 30. Never Enough - Eminem her I must Creep up, to her mansion in stilettos and just climb the gate and ring the bell like hello my "Never Enough" love, I just picked your prescription for Seroquel [Eminem] up! There's not much you could do or say to phase Now would you like to share a pill or two with me me? People think I'm a little bit crazy I'll share my valium with you cause I'm feelin I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc you Britney! Dre-zie'll I'll trade you a blue one for a pink one Ever Have to step in every once in a while to save since a schoolgirl juvenile delinquent me I've been feeling you ooh ooh girl you sexy To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just little gal you say things Hold that pill any longer it'll get sentimental Sometimes I forget what other people just may value think Come-on toots, give me the valium alleyoop... A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to take me I'll slam dunk it in your mouth til you puke If they heard some shit, I'd lay the tape 'fore And just as soon you pass out in your alphabet they erase me soup I'm 'bout to, make a new outfit out of you I maybe a little too fast paced and racy New outfit? Shit I'll make a suit out of you Sometimes the average listener rewinds and Shoot! Now show me how you move baby do plays me twenty times how well ya do cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I'm goin too fast cuz my mind is racing Yeah baby, do that dance And I could give a fuck what category you It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to place me do Long as when I'm pushing up daisies and gone Girl shake that ass As long as you place me amongst one of them You ain't ever gonna break that glass greats The windshields too strong for you I said yeah When I hit the heavenly gates I'll be cool baby, sing that song beside Jay-Z It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to For every single die hard fan who embraced sing me You sexy little thing I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave Show me what you got, give it your all me Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? And I'm thankful for the environment that he Same song and dance... placed me Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she Same kickin' and screamin' same cryin' and raised me sobbin' Same song and dance... In the neighborhood daily, they jumped and chased me It only made me what I am today, see Regardless of what anybody believes who 31. Say Goodbye Hollywood - Eminem hates me You ain't gonna make or break me "Say Goodbye Hollywood" Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G [Chorus] You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Cuz sooner or later you haters are all gonna Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood face me Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood And when you face me with all the shit you've Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood been saving to say to me {Hollywood}, sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye You had all this time to think about it to Hollywood Now don't pussy out and try to about face me {Why do I feel this way}, sayin' goodbye, Cuz I've been patiently waiting for the day sayin' goodbye to Hollywood That we finally meet in the same place to see Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood Sayin' goodbye, sayin' goodbye to Hollywood [Chorus x2 - Nate Dogg] No matter how many battles I been in and won [Verse 1] No matter how many magazines on my nuts I thought I had it all figured out, I did No matter how many MC's I eat up I thought I was tough enough to stick it out Ooh ooh, it's never enough with Kim But I wasn't tough enough to juggle two things [50 Cent] at once My flow's untouchable now you gotta face it I found myself layin' on my knees in cuffs Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the Which should've been a reason enough, for me basics to get my stuff and just leave You go say the wrong shit and get your face How come I couldn't see this shit myself, it's split just me The smell of victory, love it so much I can Nobody couldn't see the shit I felt taste it Knowin' damn well she wasn't gonna be there I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit when I fell, to catch me Graze it, your peace talk, save it The minute shit was heated she just bailed You shit sounds dated, you're overrated i'm standin' here swingin' on like thirty people I'm obligated to study your moves then crush by myself you mutherfuckers I couldn't even see the millimetere when it fell If I'm the best and the worst, then God's gift is Turned around saw Gary stashin' the heater in a curse his belt Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention Saw the bouncers rush him and beat him to the boy? ground I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss it I just sold two million records, I don't need to To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic go to jail My music is a drug, press play, you ain't gotta I'm not about to lose my freedom over no sniff it female Chew it or pop it, roll a bag or chop it I need to slow down Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop Try to get my feet on solid ground, so for now it i'm... When it's hot, it's hot Your hatin' is undeniable, stop it [CHORUS]

[Chorus x2] [Verse 2] Bury my face in comic books, cause I don't It's like the boy in the bubble, who never want to look could adapt, i'm trapped At nothin', this world's too much If I could go back, I never woulda rapped I've swallowed all I could I sold my soul to the devil, i'll never get it If I could swallow a bottle of tylenol I would, back and end it for good I just wanna leave this game with level head Just say goodbye to Hollywood intact I probably should, these problems are piling Imagine goin' from bein' a no one to seein', all at once everything blow up and all you did was just Cause everything that bothers me, I got it grow bottled up up emceeing I think i'm bottomin' out It's fuckin' crazy But i'm not about to give up, I gotta get up Cause all I wanted was to give Hailie the life I Thank God, I got a little girl never had And I'm a responsible father But instead I forced us to live alienated, so i'm So not a lot of good, i'd be to my daughter sayin'... layin' in the bottom of the mud Must be in my blood cause I don't know how I [CHORUS] do it All I know is I don't want to follow in the [Outro] footsteps of my dad Goodbye, goodbye Hollywood, {Goodbye}, Cause I hate him so bad please don't cry for me, when i'm gone for The worst fear that I had was growin' up to be good, {this shit is not for me}, like his fuckin' ass, man so goodbye, goodbye Hollywood, If you could understand why I am the way that {i'm not a fuckin' star}, please don't cry I am for me, when I'm gone for good, {i'm goin' What do I say to my fans, when I tell 'em i'm... back home}...

[CHORUS] 33. 3 a.m. - Eminem

[Verse 3] Oh oh oh oh oh ooh I don't wanna quit, but shit, I feel like this is it For me to have this much appeal like this is There is no escaping.... sick There's no place to hide.... This is not a game, this fame, in real life this is You scream "Someone save me" sick But they don't pay you no mind... Publicity stunt my ass, conceal my fuckin' Goodbye! dick Fuck the guns, i'm done, i'll never look at gats You're walkin' down a horror corridor If I scrap, i'll scrap like I ain't never whooped It's almost 4 in the morning and you're in a some ass Nightmare, it's horrible I love my fans Right there's the coroner But no one ever puts a grasp on the fact i've Waiting for ya to turn the corner so he can sacrificed everything I have corner ya I never dreamt i'd get to the level that i'm at, You're a goner he's onto ya this is whack Out the corner of his cornea he just saw you This is more than I ever could of asked run everywhere I go, a hat, a sweater hood, or All you want is to rest cuz you can't run mask anymore you're done What about math, how come I wasn't ever All he wants is to kill you in front of an good at that audience While everybody is watching in the party Dazed, and I'm so confused applauding it Cheesed, that I don't know who Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep, thought Gave, these molecules to again me, what am I gon' do? Contemplating my next plot again Heed, the prodigal son Swallowing a klonopin while I'm noddin in The diabolical one and out on the ottoman Very methodical when I slaughter them At the ramada inn, holdin' on to the pill bottle then It's 3 A.M. in the mornin' Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom Put my key in the door and and make sure I got all of it Bodies layin' all over the floor and Wake up naked at McDonald's with I dont remember how they got there Blood all over me, Dead bodies behind the but I guess I musta killed em (killed em) counter, shit I said... Guess I must have just blacked out again... It's 3 A.M. in the mornin' Not again! Put my key in the door and Bodies layin' all over the floor and It's 3 A.M. in the mornin' I dont remember how they got there Put my key in the door and but I guess I musta killed em (killed em) Bodies layin' all over the floor and I dont remember how they got there She puts the lotion in the bucket, it puts the but I guess I musta killed em (killed em) lotion on the skin, or else it gets the hose again I said... She puts the lotion in the bucket, it puts the It's 3 A.M. in the mornin' lotion on the skin, or else it gets the hose again Put my key in the door and Bodies layin' all over the floor and I choke and I slash sliced and gassed I dont remember how they got there Last night was a blast but I guess I musta killed em (killed em) I can't quite remember when I had that Much fun of a half pint of a jack Sitting nude in my living room, it's almost My last spike and a half noon A flashlight up Kim Kardashian's ass I wonder what's on the tube, maybe they'll I remember the first time I dismembered a show some boobs family member Surfin' every channel until I find Hannah December I think it was, I was havin' drinks Montana with my cousin Then I reach for the Aloe and lanolin I wrapped him in Christmas lights, pushed him Bust all over the wall panel and dismantlin' into the stinkin' tub every candle Cut him up into pieces and just when I went to On top of the fireplace mantle and drink his blood Grab my flannel and my bandana then I thought I oughta drink this bath water that Kiss the naked mannequin man again oughta be fun You can see him standin' in my front window That's when my days of serial murder if you look in manslaughter begun I'm just a hooligan who's used to usin' The sight of blood excites me, that might be hallucinogens an artery son Causin' illusions again Your blood curdling screams just don't seem Brain contusions again to bother me none Cutting and bruisin' the skin It's 3 A.M. and here I come so you should Razors, scissors and pins probably run Jesus, when does it end? A secret passageway around here man there's Phases, that I go through gotta be one Oh no there's probably none, he can scream all But bitches the gon' talk, niggas they gon' hate that he wants We established this way before we became Top of his lungs, but ain't no stoppin' me from mates choppin' him up... up So whats required is that you chill with all that Cuz it's... fire Get your desire when I retire 3 A.M. in the mornin' Put my key in the door and [Chorus] Bodies layin' all over the floor and Spend some time with me, say that you'll be I dont remember how they got there mine but I guess I musta killed em (killed em) I never thought I'd find someone to be mine I said... Lord knows I was right cuz you just crossed It's 3 A.M. in the mornin' the line Put my key in the door and Spend some time with me, say that you'll be Bodies layin' all over the floor and mine I dont remember how they got there but I guess I musta killed em (killed em) [Eminem] I used to say I never met a girl like you before Still ain't got a fuckin' clue as to who you truly are 34. Spend Some Time - Eminem Almost went as far as introducing you to my daughters Till you went as far as goin' and snoopin' "Spend Some Time" through my drawers Now I just feel stupid for the loop that you [Eminem] threw me for If there's any bitches in this room, then there's Can't believe I almost flew the coop for some something I gotta say stupid whore For all the fools who fell for the first girl who You used to say all you wanted was for me to comes their way be yours I've been down that road and now I'm back, All I ever wanted from you was a few booty sittin' on square one calls Tryna pick myself up where I started from If you recall I used to treat you as a groupie broad [Obie Trice] When we fucked I refused to even take my I never woulda thought that I'd see you outta jewelry off control But it threw me off the first time I called and Even though my penis was deep down in your you blew me off hole It was a shock, it struck me as odd but it You should know between us we was like turned me on mates to soul You started getting moody on me, pretty soon Nothing could intervene us, especially no hoes we'd argue You was more so the chalant type, I chose And the ruder you got, the more beautiful you To more shows, haunted you nights I suppose got to me That's how it go, with time spent, emotion And who woulda even knew that who woulda grows even thought possibly In the beginning, friends we decided to roll Cupid could shoot another one of them God So who's responsible when you get excited, damn darts at me explode It's true that I got shot in the heart And Obie's grinning, then you invite that But when someone seems too good to be true, Obie's cold they usually are But see, when you're in it it's too hard to see Said she's an inspiring actress, she do videos Till you pull up and see some other dude's car for practice parked and reach Yeah, yeah, know how many times I done Up under the seat as your heart starts to beat heard that shit? Before you make a decision that's life altering And just as you halt and you turn and you start [Chorus] to leave You hear them words echoing, almost 35. My 1st Single - Eminem haunting, that taunting ring "My First Single" [Chorus] Ohh! [Stat Quo] Yeah! In most cases, Stat's attitude is fuck-a-bitch So much for first single on this one My only motive is to get head and fuck a bitch But you was different, thought we shared a [Verse 1] covenant Shady's the label Even held your hand in public, we sufferin' Aftermath is the stable because of this That the horses come out erra Shorty on some whole 'notha other shit Of course we're about to stir up Tryna play sick thinkin' i'mma trick off rick Some shit thick as Mrs Buttersworth's syrup I'll admit, I was caught in the mix, down to It's the Mr. picked on Christopher Reeves commit Just for no reason other than the just to tease Feed you the best of me, I shoulda fed you him piss Cause he was was his biggest fan, he used to We started off closer than close be Superman But who coulda predicted to know, your Now we're pouring liquor on the curb in his triflin' ways woulda stopped our growth name for him And the final result, back in that same boat Eminem you wait till' we meet up again I ask myself, do I love these hoes? NO! Fucker I'm kicking your ass for everything you've ever said [50 cent] It's one for the money two for the fucking Em introduced us, "50 this is Tanya, Tanya show this is 50" Ready get set, let's go Then slid off and left her to kick it with me Here comes the bucking bronco stomping and I complimented her, I said you have very nice stampeding up the damn street lips Like them buffalo soldiers, I told ya I'm bout' With my imagination, I could see her suckin' to blow my dick So look out below, Geronimo, motherfuckers We played the phone game, a week later, shit is dominos changed fast I'm on a roll, around and around I go Had her comin' over in a cab to give me some When will I stop? I don't know ass Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show left Downtown Manhattan on the balcony, stare at off the skyline But I know anything's possible Penthouse full of imported shit, you know Though I'm not gonna top what I sold how I grind I'm at the top of my game She got to talkin', talkin' like an opportunist That shit is not gonna change too Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team Why talk when suckin' my dick is the real I'll get away with murder career move? I'm like O.J. he's like my Cochran today We keep the Mark Fuhrman tapes rewind it In a safe, locked them away rrrbb lemme ask you again Better watch what you say Am I just jerkin the chain Just when you thought you were safe Am I bizerk or insane Them fuckers got you on tape Or am I just one of them damn amateurs You swear to god you was playing Working the damn camera filming one of Whether or not you was little Joshua them Gosh I wish I could've told you to not do the Paris Hilton home made pornos same Who keeps tilting the lens at an angle Cause one day it could cost you your name Chicka Chicka Just recently somebody just discovered [Chorus] Britney and Justin videotapes of them fucking And this was supposed to be my first single When they were just musketeers in the But I just fucked that up so, Mickey Mouse club Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle And dusted them and went straight to The Slap a bitch and smack a ho Source with them This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle Cause they could've sworn someone said Nuh- That you hear on your radio And then tried to erase and record over it But shit's about to hit the shingle But if you listen close enough to it you can Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No hear the erra Oh Ah Ga-Uh and then the come to find out it was erra Oh Ah Justin erra Oh Ah Saying "I'm gonna come!" erra Oh Oh Ah Ah And this was suppose to be Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah [Chorus] Poo Poo Ca Ca supposed to be my first single But I just fucked that up so, [Verse 2] Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle Erra Erra Eric swallowed some generic Slap a bitch and smack a ho sleeping pills This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle And woke up in bed next to his best friend That you hear on your radio Derick bare naked But shit's about to hit the shingle chicka chicka chicka .. Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No Janean just turned 16 and used a fake id erra Oh Ah To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kelly erra Oh Ah Hehehehehe, to be so young and naive erra Oh Ah Oh what I wouldn't give to live so Kim and erra Oh Oh Ah Ah care free Oh Ah Oh Ah Paris and Nikki's parents must be so tickled to Oh Ah Oh Ah cherish Poo Poo Ca Ca Every picture with their kids with hickeys all over their necks [Verse 3] Hickory Dickory Dirk Diggler Any opinions or somethin you just wanna get Look at me work wizardry with these words off your chest Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken And address it about my lyrics I'd love to hear Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin it the chain All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just 22 jerks and a jerk circle dial up this number Or is it a circle jerk or wait a minute It's 1-800-I'm a dick sucker I love to suck a What am I saying, allow me to run it back and dick And if someone picks up you can talk all the I bring to you, {Marshall}... shit you want about me Just type in your number back and follow it by You 'bout to witness hip-hop in it's most the pound key purest, more rawest form, flow almost And I'll be sure to get back flawless, most As soon as there comes a day that I fall out hardest, most honest known artist, chip off the with Dre old block, but ol' Doc is, {back}, looks like Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!) Batman brought his own Robin, oh God, So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a Sadam's got his own Laden, with his own chicken, private plane, his Beat a chicken, eat a chicken like it's a big own pilot, set to blow college dorm rooms cock(?) bawka-bi-kaw doors off the hinges, oranges, peach, pears, Or suck a dick, and lick a dick and eat a dick plums, And stick a dick in your mouth syringes, {vnn vnn}, yeah here I come, i'm I'm done you can fuck off inches, away from you, dear fear none, hip- fucka-fucka-fuck off! hop is in a state of 911, so... [Chorus] And this was supposed to be my first single [Chorus] But I just fucked that up so, Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle Let's get down to business, I don't got no time Slap a bitch and smack a ho to play around, what is this, must be a circus This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle in town, let's shut the shit down on these That you hear on your radio clowns, can I get a witness, {hell yeah}, let's But shit's about to hit the shingle get Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No down to business, I don't got no time to play erra Oh Ah around, what is this, must be a circus in town, erra Oh Ah let's shut the shit down on these clowns, can I erra Oh Ah get a witness, {hell yeah}... erra Oh Oh Ah Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles, Oh Ah Oh Ah gee willikers Dre, holy bat syllables, look at Poo Poo Ca Ca all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham when i'm gone, time to get rid of these rap criminals, 36. Business - Eminem so skip to your lou while I do what I do best, you ain't even impressed no more, you're used "Business" to it, flows too wet, nobody close to it, nobody Marshall, sounds like an SOS... says it, but still everybody knows the shit, the most hated on out of all those who say they Holy wack, unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're get hated on in eighty songs and exaggerate it fuckin' right... all so much, they make it all up, there's no such To the rapmobile, let's go... thing, like a female with good looks, who cooks {Marshall, Marshall}, bitches and gentlemen, and cleans, it just means so much more to so it's showtime, hurry hurry, step right up, much more people when you're rappin' and introducing the star of our show, his name is, you know {Marshall}, you wouldn't want to be anywhere what for, the show must go on, so i'd like to else welcome y'all to Marshall and Andre's in the world right now, so without further ado, carnival, c'mon now... 37. Jimmy Crack Corn - Eminem

[Chorus] "Jimmy Crack Corn" (feat. 50 Cent) It's just like old times, the dynamic duo, two old friends, why panic, you already know [Verse 1 - Eminem] who's fully capable, the two capped heroes, dial Jimmy can crack corn, but I don't care straight down the center eight-zero-zero, you My enemies crack corn, but I don't care can You can be black, white or a albino yeah even call collect, the most feared duet, since You can have corn rows inside your hair me and Elton played career Russian Roulette, I give a fuck if I don't like your stare and This bottle of wine goes upside your head never even see me blink or get to bustin' a A little bit psycho, but I know that sweat, people steppin' over people just to rush Think you just don't say it, then I won't say it to See if you don't brag, then I don't brag the set, just to get to see an MC who breathes I know I'm bad, as long as I know I'm bad so freely, ease over these beat's and be so I don't need y'all to co-sign no shit breezy, Jesus how can shit be so easy, how You can just keep making them tired old can one Chandra be so Levy, turn on these threats beats, A little bit like the boy you cried wolf yeah MC's don't see me, believe me BET and MTV See me, but don't dare to try no shit are gonna grieve, when we leave, dog fo' Cause you know that somewhere inside those sheezy, layers can't leave rap alone, the game needs me, 'till A rattlesnake's right there to bite your ass we grow beards, get weird, and disappear into And I can be so quiet and strike so fast the mountains, nothin' but clowns down here, Like lightning bolts right out the sky go *blah but we ain't fuckin around round here, yo' Dre, From outta nowhere, you might find your what up, can I get a hell, hell yeah, now... career Come to an *err and I'm just like (Oh Yeah) [Chorus] [Chorus - Eminem] So there you have it folks, {Marshall}, has come to save the day, back with his friend See us on them award shows, we're like (Oh Andre, yeah) and to remind you that bullshit does not pay, Can we get more of those, they're like (Oh because, {Marshall}, and Andre are here to yeah) stay See us keep blowing up, we're like (Oh yeah) and never go away until our dying day until See Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care we're old and grey, {Marshall}, so until next See me in the videos, I'm like (Oh yeah) time See me right up close, you're like (Oh Em) friends, same blonde hair, same rap channel, And where is D12 at, they like (We over here) good night everyone, thank you for coming, And where the fuck we going, we're like (No your where) host for the evening, {Marshall}, oh, ha... [Verse 2 - Eminem]

Jealous little fucks beg for my attention but I done told you once, I'm not the kind of attention you want If I tell you twice, then I won't be so nice If you keep coming back, that only means you Listen kid, where I'm from, the wolves smell know you lost the fight fear They wanna talk shit, let em talk shit, cause They'll strip yo ass of your jewels, right here they talk shit Man I'ma say this one time, now get this clear Knowing deep down, they really just wanna Man you can catch a hot one like outta no squash it where (65)Cause no one wants to walk around, A beautiful day, without drama is rare stepping in dog shit Ya girl's a freak, man sometime we share And get doo-doo on the shoe again, soon as Yeah, I wear a condom and you go bare they washed it You prolly heard about me, I'm a shown up But the pride won't let em, inside's like 'go get player em' In the hood politicin, like I'm running for And I'm just like 'Why your tryna fight mayor momentum' riding, winding, dining and shining, know We just keep winning, by landslides oh and what I'm saying umm I ain't got time for fucking around, and Shady Limited's in any size yo, Denim horseplaying To velour, even our clothing line's on fire I'm making hits, my homies taking hits, who's As 50 would say 'Our clothing line's on Fiya' staying Meanwhile your minds on us, like mine's on Mariah [Chorus - Eminem] And y'all is just like her, you're all fucking liars See us on them award shows, we're like (Oh But I just keep fucking you, like I fucked her yeah) Right in the ass with KY, yes sir! Can we get more of those, they're like (Oh So full of joy, boy am I absurd yeah) Even Chingy would tell you See us keep blowing up, we're like (Oh yeah) 'Yea boi don't curr' See Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care See me in the videos, I'm like (Oh yeah) [Chorus - Eminem] See me right up close, you're like (Oh Em) And where is D12 at, they like (We over here) See us on them award shows, we're like (Oh And where the fuck we going, we're like (No yeah) where) Can we get more of those, they're like (Oh yeah) 38. Insane - Eminem See us keep blowing up, we're like (Oh yeah) See Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care "Insane" See me in the videos, I'm like (Oh yeah) See me right up close, you're like (Oh Em) I was born with a dick in my brain, yeah And where is G-Unit at, they like (We over fucked in the head here) My stepfather said that I sucked in the bed 'Til And where the fuck we going, we're like (No one night he snuck in and said where) We're going out back, I want my dick sucked in the shed [Verse 3 - 50 Cent] Can't we just play with Teddy Ruxbin instead? After I fuck you in the butt, get some head Ya homie got clapped on, man I don't care Bust a nut, get some rest The cops in my Nana crib, but I'm not there The next day my mother said "I don't know It is what it is dogg, man life's not fair what the fuck's up with this kid! Ya friend should've know not to front round The bastard won't even eat nothing he's fed He here just hung himself in the bedroom he's dead" "Debbie don't let that fucker get you upset or do the felching Go in there, stick a fuckin' cigarette to his Fuck him in the ass, suck the cum out while neck I bet you he's fakin' it, you're belching I bet you I bet he probably just wants to see Burp, belch, then go back for a second helping how upset you would get I'll go handle this of Can you dig what I'm sayin' man, can you course, unless you object" smell me? "Ah go fuck his brains out, if any's left in his I want you to feel me like my step father felt head" me Fuck a little puppy, kick the puppy while he's [Chorus] yelping "Shady what the fuck you saying?" If you could count the skeletons in my closet I don't know help me! What the fuck's Under my bed and up under my faucet happening, I think I'm fucking melting Then you would know I've completely lost it "Marshall I just love you boy, I care about Is he nuts? NO! He's insane! your well being" No Dad, I said no, I don't need no help peeing I'm a big boy, I "Did you get him?" Naaw, fucker tried to bite can do it by myself see my face off I just got fuckin' chased off with a I only get naked when the baby sitter tells me chainsaw She showed me a movie like "Nightmare on Then he took the chainsaw, bit the fuckin' Elm Street" blades off But it was X, and they called it "Pubic Hair on Ate the blades, stuck a baseball in a slingshot Chelsea" Then he aimed at his own face, let the thing "Well this is called ass rape, and we're pop shooting the jail scene" Took his eye out, picked it up and played ping pong [Chorus] Then he played ping pong with his own ding If you could count the skeletons in my closet dong Under my bed and up under my faucet That motherfucker's got nuts like King Kong Then you would know I've completely lost it Then he set the lawn mower out on the dang Is he nuts? NO! He's insane! lawn And he laid all up underneath it with the thing on Then he took his pants, he took every fuckin' 41. Old Time's Sake - Eminem thing off Everything, except his tank top and his training bra "Old Time's Sake" Ain't he raw? Yeah maniac, that's Shady dog (feat. Dr. Dre) Man that motherfucker's gangsta, ain't he dog Shady dog, what be going through that fuckin' Good evening! This is your fucking captain brain of yours speaking Say no more, what the fuck you waitin' for, We will soon be reaching an altitude of four sing along million and a half feet That's eight million miles in the sky [Chorus] Please, undo your seatbelt for takeoff If you could count the skeletons in my closet You are now free to smoke about the cabin Under my bed and up under my faucet Then you would know I've completely lost it I'm Dre from back in the day from NWA from Is he nuts? NO! He's insane! black and the gray from Choking a bitch to smacking her face from Don't you know what felch means? (yeah), Stacking up bodies to well then tell me Would you rather get felched Racking their kegs up from Racking a bitch to Stacking them crates up I'm still hungry So one more time for old time's sake And I'm back with a tapeworm Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake And we was happening and rapping and tame Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my at me way Shady for us competition Faggot, There ain't And let's go You are now smoking with the none best (the best) Speak of the devil It's attack of the rain man Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron Now where there's smoke, there's fire Where Soon as the blade spun run, they run away there's fire, there's flames from Where there's flames, there's chronic Who wanna play dungeon? Either you high or you ain't No one is safe from In search of a brain I got no time for no games Nah uh, he ain't surgeon playin' A great one He's gonna get the AK and aim it right at your Wait, the day ain't funny man It's urgent brain I'm slightly insane Vodka and kreatine I need one Hypnotic and red bull Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun It's an incredible energy drink And it's given And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1 me wings I believe I can fly While I pee on a girl You won't catch me, CSI So one more time for old time's sake It's as easy as pie Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake And as simple as cake Dre, get on the mic and Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my make them dribble and shake way And let's go You are now smoking with the best (the best) Now put your smoke up in the air And raise your henny and coke Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let A nice environment me know Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I We can smoke till there's no more lighter fluid surround the hydrants to do it Taking lives of firemen Say goodbye, here I Lets get into it You smoking with the triest am again Naked wives and vicadin and truest Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I I got the Midas touch When it comes to rolling could spin Fin, fin shit up Fuck the handle I fly off the hinge Let that boy You motherfuckas ain't smoking off the bench, coach and throw it to him You just holding shit up Now here we go There he goes in his trench coat, no clothes Let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt again I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records Baby, make us some French toast and show us go number one some skin Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to I show you every inch grows of my foreskin smoke some weed Show me nipple I pinch, throw up, and throw Now them words are just a little more personal up a ten for me Now you know it's a sin to tease, blow us Seeing is how I blew up off of puffing them again trees Well puffing ain't enough for me The sorcerer of intercourse - if it's forced, it's Fuck yeah, light it up Cheech, come on Smoke him me out, cuz Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the Give me contact buzz force within Get me on track They love me when I'm on And when you wake up in the morning next to that stuff the porcelain But this earth calling Shady, man come on back (what?) my dresser Man we're losing him; he won't even respond It's my kinda vibe what else shud I try lester back (fuck!) Drop, kick the bitch before the second Now look at all the pretty women in here trimester (Damn bitches) Performed a home abortion with dexter the (ni Dre, it's hot yeser) I think we better go check on their Dig her fetus out with a wire hanging then temperatures I give them the thermometer digest her You get the bandages Now baby just bend over [Chorus] This won't hurt a damn bit, I guess it's time for you to hate me again Lets begin now hand me the pen And give me one more time for old time's sake How shud I begin it and were does it all end Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake The world is just my medicine ball your all in Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my I said I guess it's time for you to hate me again way Lets begin now hand me the pen And let's go How shud I begin it and were does it all end You are now smoking with the best (the best) My medicine ball your in my medicine ball I said one more time for old time's sake Dre, friends drop that beat and scratch that brake Now just send a little bit of that smoke my All my west side bitches throw it up Put a way balloon inside your pussy... queef and blow it And let's go up You are now smoking with the best (the best) Man I think that he just fell off the teeth and showing up So you better change the station To keep from throwing up Man you seen it all 42. Medicine Ball - Eminem before your all too familiar with it There's a penis on the floor and two balls so "Medicine Ball" you know who did it You know you with it girl don't front, oh no Oh, my goodness What have I done (oh no) I you didn't I won right by the pussy cat dolls can't believe it when call you kitten It's like... I've got the whole world I'll pee on rihanna see man I do what I wanna In my palm And I'm ready to drop bombs... Spray perfume in the sauna room Welcome to the slim shady mecca Rebecca crazy glue in Madonna to The lazy boy so It's the village in new york right next to the try called fold her in two and sit on her decca Imagine if visual for that man Who would've It's my sector homosexual dissector thoughta Come again rewind selector Could ever be such a relentless prick I said nice rectum I had a vasectomy hector And leashin his fingers For the chicks who So you can't get pregnant if I bisexually reck waltz ya She looks like she outlived her life sentence I Hannibal Lector into guy sex and I bet ya I never meant this, rhyme to be so offensive tantalize ya in the less than five seconds I get If you (were(nt)) so defensive it wouldn't be ya Your so sensitive They said once bitten n twice shy We lie next to the guy [Chorus] With nine ecstasy pills and five extra I guess it's time for you to hate me again Lets Boxes of ripped condoms and quantities why begin now hand me the pen yes sir I took the rest of the lunester pills from How shud I begin it and were does it all end The world is just my medicine ball your all in [Intro] I said I guess it's time for you to hate me again I told you all motherfuckers I was coming Lets begin now hand me the pen back How shud I begin it and were does it all end What now nigga what now what My medicine ball your in my medicine ball You's the projects nigga friends [Chorus (Eminem):] Put Christopher Reeves on a unicycle with a One shot two shot three shots four shots kickstand All I hear is gunshots this is where the fun Kick it up and push him and lead him right stops into quick sand Bodies drop hit the floor music's off Here you need a hand... big man... grab hold Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone's of this branch licking shots off With both hands, man they don't understand I'm just a sick man [Verse 1- Bizarre] Now everybody's pissed at me like it's my You bitches is gone I'm dropped in the club fault his name rhymes with so many different And I'm tryna run and get my motherfucking words... jeeze gun So one last time, mister Christopher reeves (Nigga what about your wife) Won't you break it down for me and just spit Nigga fuck my wife I'm tryna run and save my the verse please motherfucking life (Christopher Reeves) Eminem I'm coming to Oh shit, the shooter's comin' kill you (sniff) Bitches, hoes niggas is running Always hated you and I still do You'll never People shot all over the floor feel my shoes And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door My superman costume (sniff) That's the sound of the glock Doesn't even fit you they don't feel you You Even DJ House fucked around and got shot taking this shit too far (sniff) I done messed around and forgot my tec Who d'you think you are (hang) my suit up in I don't see nobody but Fab Five and Hex the armoire Everyday I hate you more and more Throw [Verse 2- Kuniva] down the cardboard (Kuniva you aight) Lets break dance if you think your hardcore These niggas is trippin' (Where's Bizarre at?) I guess it's time for you to hate me again Lets I'm tryna slip through the exit and get to where begin now hand me the pen my car is at How shud I begin it and were does it all end Bitches screaming everywhere and niggas is The world is just my medicine ball your all in wildin' I said I guess it's time for you to hate me again Two minutes ago we was all joking and Lets begin now hand me the pen smiling How shud I begin it and were does it all end This chick is clinging onto me sobbin and My medicine ball your in my medicine ball sighing friends Saying she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she crying But it's real and it's on and cats is getting killed 43. One Shot 2 Shot - Eminem So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield "One Shot 2 Shot" And she got hit now she yelling (feat. D12) (Don't leave me!) I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me Before anyone could even hear the first shot I squeezed through the back door and made go off my escape I'm posted up by the bar having a Mozeltoff I ran and got my 38 I hope its not to late Bullet wizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off [Chorus] Thank god I'm alive I gotta find Denaun And where the fuck is Von he usually tucks [Verse 3- Swifty] one on him (Nigga I've been tryna call you all day Wait a minute I think I just saw Bizarre motherfucker where you at?) Nah I guess not, what the fuck oh my god it I'm on seven mile what the fuck was that was Damn somebody hit me from the back I never saw him run so fast in my life (With they car?) Look at him hauling ass I think he left his wife With a gat nigga and my tire is flat There she is on the ground being trampled And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes I go to grab her up by the damn hand and I (Is you hit?) can't pull her but I can tell you what they drove God damn there just went another damn bullet It was a black Mitsubishi I'm hit (Shit thats the clique we beefin with I swear) My vest is barely able to handle it, it's too thin Man and I was on my way there If I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop Dee Believe me I'm leaving a carcus today Follow Bizarre's path and ran through it I'm gonna park my car and walk the rest of the And made it to the front door and collapsed on way the steps I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even Looked up and I seen Swift shooting it out tuck But I can't see who he's shooting it out with I'm gonna meet you at the club we're gonna But Denaun's right behind him squeezing his fuck these hoes up four fifth

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[Verse 4- Eminem] [Verse 5- Kon Artis] I've never seen no shit like this in my life It's Friday night came to this bitch right before Big ass to my left and Desert Eagle to my People are still camped out from the night right before I ain't come in this bitch to party I came in this Sleeping outside the door waiting in line bitch to fight Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 Although I can't stay here to fight 'cause I'm perform popping niggas tonight The fire marshalls no, the venue's too small That's right bitches I'm drunk with revenge People are wall to wall three thousand and Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check some odd vans when I get in And some cum wad from out the parking lot Swift told me to meet him here so it's clear Get into an argument over a parking spot that this fucker He decides to pull his gun out and let's a few Shoot out the back of his truck goes up in this of 'em off motherfucker Missed who he's aiming for six feet away's the So one shot for the money two's to stop the door show Into St. Andrew's hall hall now the strays Third's for the bartender there's plenty of shots flying all over the place to go Sprays one bitch in the face another one of 'em (I just wanna know who's driving a black came through the wall Mitsubishi) He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee I'm in outer space with a three piece I've just vanished without a trace I'm going to a pretty place now where the [Chorus] flowers grow I'll be back in an hour or so

[Chorus] 44. Drug Ballad - Eminem [Eminem] "Drug Ballad" 'Cause every time I go to try to leave Someone keeps pullin' on my sleeve [Girl] Yeah, hahahaha...whooooo, shit! I don't wanna, but I gotta stay [Em] (aight) These drugs really got a hold of me [Eminem] Guess what? I ain't coming in yet... I'll come in a minute 'Cause every time I try to tell them "no" [Eminem] Ayo...This is my love song...it goes They won't let me ever let them go like this (1)I'm a sucker all I gotta say These drugs really got a hold of me [Eminem] Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark [Eminem] This is how we used to make the party start In third grade, all I used to do We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark Was sniff glue through a tube and play Rubic's And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk cube And by the, sixth gin you're gonna probably 17 years later I'm as Rude as Jude crawl Scheming on the first chick with the hugest And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably boobs barf I've got no game And my pre-diction is you're gonna probably And every face looks the same fall They've got no name Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway So I don't need game to play wall I just say whatever I want to whoever I want And everything's spinning Whenever I want, wherever I want, however I You're beginin' to think women want are swimming in pink linen again in the sink However, I do show some respect to few Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of As ecstasy got me standing next to you Guinness is finished Getting sentimental as fuck spillin' guts to you You are now allowed to officially slap bitches We just met You have the right to remain violent and start But I think I'm in love with you wilin' But you're on it too Start a fight with the same guy that was smart So you tell me you love me too eyin' you Wake up in the morning like "yo, what the Get in your car, start it, and start drivin' fuck we do?" Over the island and cause a 42 car pile-up I gotta go bitch [Em's spaceman voice]Earth calling, pilot to You know I have stuff to do co-pilot 'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck Looking at the life on this planet, sir, no sign with you of it But in the long run All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin' These drugs are probably going to catch up And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it sooner or later Let me out of this place But fuck it, I'm on one I'm outta place So let's enjoy Let the X destroy your spinal cord With a bottle of Jack So it's not a straight line no more Two grandkids in my lap 'Til we walk around looking like some wind- Babysitting for Hailie while Hailie's out up dolls getting smashed Shit's sticking out of our backs like a dinosaur Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more [Chorus 2x] So bye for now [Same as previous, but 2nd time the last line is I'm going to try to find some more repeated like this]

[Chorus] Drugs really got a hold of me They really got a hold of me [Eminem] 'Cause drugs really got a hold of me That's the sound of a bottle when it's hollow They really got a hold of me When you swallow it all wallow and drown in your sorrow And tomorrow you're probably going to want to do it again 47. Shake That - Eminem What's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend? Screw it (feat. Nate Dogg) And what's a little bit of alcohol poisoning? And what's a little fight? [Intro - Eminem ] Tomorrow you'll be boys again It's your life Shady, Aftermath Live it however you wanna There she goes shaking that ass on the floor Marijuana is everywhere Bumpin and grindin that pole Where was you brought up? The way she's grindin that pole It don't matter as long as you get where you're I think I'm losing control going 'Cause none of the shit is going to mean shit [Verse 1 - Eminem] where we're going They tell you to stop, but you just sit there Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fucked ignoring up Even though you wake up feeling like shit Hit the strip club don't forget ones get your every morning dick rubbed But you're young Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit You've got a lot of drugs to do faceted Girls to screw Pasted, blasted, puke drink up, get a new drink Parties to crash Hit the bathroom sink, throw up Sucks to be you Wipe your shoe clean, got a routine If I could take it all back now, I wouldn't (13)Knowing still got a few chunks on your I would have did more shit that people said shoestring that I shouldn't Showing I was dehydrated till the beat But I'm all grown up now and upgraded and vibrated graduated I was revibed as soon as this Bitch gyrated Did better drugs and updated And hips and licked them lips and that was it But I've still got a lot of growing up to do I had to get Nate Dogg here to sing some shit I've still got a whole lot of throwing up to spew [Verse 2 - Nate Dogg] But when it's all said and done I'll be 40 Before I know it with a 40 on the porch telling Two to the one from the one to the three stories (3)I like good pussy and I like good trees Smoke so much weed you wouldn't believe party And I get more ass than a toilet seat Three to the one from the one to the three [Verse 5 - Nate Dogg] I met a bad bitch last night in the D Let me tell you how I made her leave with me Have a party (turn the music up) Conversation and Hennessey Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I've been to the motherfucking mountain top I'm looking for a girl I can fuck in my hummer Heard motherfuckers talk, seen 'em drop truck If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock Apple Bottom jeans and a big Ol' butt And when I bust yo ass I'm gonna continue to Some girls they act retarded rock Some girls are bout it bout it Get you ass of the wall with your two left feet I want a bitch that sit at the crib with no It's real easy just follow the beat panties on Don't let that fine girl pass you by Knows that she can but she won't say no Look real close cause strobe lights lie Now look at this lady all in front of me, sexy as can be [Verse 3 - Nate Dogg] Tonight I want a slut, will you be mine? I heard you was freaky from a friend of mine We bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) [Bridge - Eminem] I'm looking for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Now I hope you don't get mad at me Wanna get it poppin baby step right up But I told Nate you was a freak Some girls they act retarded He said he wants a slut, hope you don't mind Some girls are bout it bout it I told him how you like it from behind I'm looking for a girl that will do whatever the fuck [Chorus - Nate Dogg] I say everyday she be giving it up Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me [Chorus - Nate Dogg] C'mon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Oh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that for me ass for me C'mon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that Oh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass ass for me for me We bout' to have a party (turn the music up) Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that Let's get it started (go ahead shake your butt) ass for me I'm looking for a girl with a body and a sexy strut [Verse 4 - Eminem] Wanna get it poppin baby step right up Some girls they act retarded I'm a menace, a dentist, an oral hygienist Some girls are bout it bout it Open your mouth for about four or five I'm looking for a girl that will do whatever the minutes fuck Take a little bit of this fluoride rinse I say everyday she be giving it up Swish but don't spit it, swallow and I'll finish Yeah me and Nate d-o double g [Outro - Eminem] Looking for a couple bitches with some double d's There she goes, shaking that ass on the floor Pop a little champagne and a couple E's Bumpin and grindin that pole Slip it in her bubbuly, we finna finna have a The way she's grindin that pole I think I'm losing control but I ain't never bought no whole CD of Shady And I all I hear is pop tunes come on the rad-i- God, come one o And they play 'em 20 times in a row daily" [Eminem makes noises] And that very well may be the same reason they don't say me I ain't leavin' without you bitch when they speak on hip-hop legends which has amazed me Coming home with me Cause I thought the formula was to hit mainstream And my boy, and his boy, and his boy, and his and make it big-big-big-big-b-baby girl [Verse 2 - Obie Trice] ha ha, Nate Dogg So maybe the 80's made me crazy, I been [deep breathing] tryin' to get my weight up since the A Slim Shady gave me the gate key, paid the ways So lately mind state's get better each day, 48. We're Back - Eminem replay my relay race when I was chasin' the a fey at 18, 8 years later his voice in Beijing "We're Back" no choice I chase cream so.. (feat. Stat Quo, Obie Trice, Bobby Creekwater, Ca$his) [Eminem]

[Intro] Shady, we're back

Shady, we're back [Verse 3 - Stat Quo]

[Verse 1 - Eminem] This is what I eat, sleep, breath an feed my kids whatever I feel my family needs Nothin' can stop and nothin' can change it I treat the mic like the block, fought with my you better just make new living arrangements, rocks an squeeze critics who expect me to if you think your the top and king of the castle under achieve You about to get thrown off the throne and I just deal with the hate I receive, I rollin' back ripped a new asshole my sleeves, ? show other bree with bran All I hear is, I'm best at this an I'm best at that, wrapped to but I don't hear my name No man brought up his knees? in rap An tell him suck my dick, take a bow an leave and I don't usually trip or dare get caught up in with a sack full of amar cheese, I found it hard that to believe but when they say one of the best, I'm Who the bullet perceive to be G's an claim nowhere thought of as that there runnin' shit, nigga I run me Not even the same league as Jay-Z An as a kid, teacher said I had a mouth on me, Nas, Pac, Biggie or maybe they'll name me that same mouth got me the deal with Dre and Somewhere down at the bottom right after AZ E or say "he ripped that Biggie verse or that Jay- Folk in the hood asking where I be, dawg I'm Z out in Hawaii, don't like it drink my pee Yo, his verses were crazy on that Renegade Record songs for the Detox LP, feet don't fail beat heat, niggas got me bent like cranberry and bellvee? In the Shady crime fam, Al Capone in his I'm gonna die wealthy, boss of the game, what youth, the difference between me an you, I the fuck they goin' tell me, A-Town's own tre, already done an Aftermath Shady lived the street life, niggas run away from it, you follow my life, in the Midwest blunted, [Eminem] pitchfork's held high, 4 5th by the stomach, you find me Shady, we're back right now on the C.A. streets, I'm on the roof of the [Verse 4 - Bobby Creek] building shootin' at police, some of the homies feel opposition can't kill me, I'm gonna walkin' Y'all market y'all own block, they see me ???? obituary, that, rap game's an old flame my nigga I want death live in me, I take life through the pen by 'em back the way I'm see I'll have you raped in the pen, Like mic check, pimp for what it's worth I got like the right knit, sittin' here excited by some shit American meat that I'm connected gettin' weight, from MS-13 with ain't right yet SK's, AR's an Mini-14's, I'm Ca$his, the last No regret, live by a cold June, no bot, y'all of niggas won't be satisfied 'till I show ??, go out the real, were strapped on Prozac B's and E on the pills, it's the rap, got the block on tip, 2 ???? of limb with Em 'cause I'm with him, put a barrel crack to they apparel to you an some of them I'm in the light dark contract, Shady's back, Stand a chance at the dance without a bowtie, nigga Shady Records re-introduced you niggas to multi, so [Eminem] hot, all the light that they given me an the haters like a chauffer because it's have driven Shady, we're back me Ha, I told you we was back To a view with a vendetta, I am the epitome, I Ha ha ha don't give a fuck about you nigga I'm just livin' me We the reason for the season so I'm just breezin' through the track, nigga 49. Bagpipes From Baghdad - Eminem

[Eminem] "Bagpipes From Baghdad" Shady Ohh, it's music to my ears [Verse 5 - Cashis] Oh man, how can I describe the way I feel? Fuckin' great, man I can prove I'm here to do somethin' you never Okay, let me see, how could I begin? do, from hand to hand coke sales for my revenue Locked in Mariah's wine cellar, all I had for I ain't been to a bucks an why I ain't snuck a lunch weapon through, there's no Was bread, wine, more bread, wine and Cap'n background reveals a 1-8-7-2, 'till the block Crunch I'm the truth, to the cops I'm the proof Red wine for breakfast and for brunch And if a nigga's still out there you just gotta And to soak it up and in between snack shoot, I carry over my street ethics to the crackers to munch booth Mariah, whatever happened to us? bottle Why did we have to break up? All I asked for Never knew I could remind me so much of my was a glass of punch mama You see I never really asked for much I can't imagine what's goin' through you mind I cut you like Dahmer, pull a butcher knife on After such a nasty break up ya The size of a sword, boy, I'm like the fuckin' With that Latin hunk Luis Miguel Red Sonja Nick Cannon better back the fuck up Get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowin' ya I'm not playin', I want her back you punk Norman This is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funk You're so fuckin' annoyin', drop the shovel, boy Mixed with Egyptian, with a little rap and punk You don't know what the fuck you're doin' Zap and Eric Clapton shaft brings Abba crunk I ain't playin' no fuckin' more And yeah baby, I want another crack at ya Nick Cannon you prick, I wish you luck with You can beat me with any spatula that you the fuckin' whore want Every minute there's a sucka born Snuck up on Malakai and made the I mean I really want ya bad, you cunt motherfuckers suck Nick, you had your fun, I've come to kick you On a shucka corn in your sack of junk Man, I could use a fresh batch of blood Shucka, shucka corn, shucka corn So prepare your vernacular for Dracula Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and acupuncture told him it's fuckin' on Now what the fuck are ya doin'? You're [Chorus:] runnin' over the snow blower Bagpipes from Baghdad With the lawnmower blowing your bagpipes When will it ever cease for Pete's sakes, he's from Baghdad crazy to say the least Bagpipes from Baghdad [Chorus] What's goin' through my mind half the time When my rhyme are blowin' up my In the bed with two brain dead lesbian Bagpipes from Baghdad vegetables Somebody turn the 'Vacancy' sign on 'cause I bet you they become heterosexual I'm gone blowin' up my Nothin' will stop me from molestin' you Bagpipes from Baghdad Titty fuckin' you 'till your breast nipple flesh I run the streets and act like a mad man holdin' tickles my testicles a glad Is what they said, to the two conjoined twins You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical "How's it going girlfriends, you need a mixture boyfriend?" I'm the miracle whip, a trickster You need some ointment, just set up an My signature sound when the tube of lipsticks appointment surround Who's gonna see the doctor first, we'll do a I'm bound to put it on in an instant, wow, man coin flip

What an ensemble, what an assortment of I just got my one year sobriety coin chip pharmaceuticals When the bad get goin', how bad does the This beautiful pill dust in my palm goin' get? Cuticles get residue just from touching the Baby, you shouldn't have any trouble rubbin' groins with It's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm Each other, especially when you're joined at in bleed mode the hip All about my dough but I don't even check the peephole I'm goin' to get the needle and thread from the So you can keep knocking but won't knock me sowin' kit down And attempt to separate 'em, and stitch them No love lost, no love found back at the loins, shit Knew the little boy with the chocolate chips, [Hook - Eminem & Lil Wayne] ahoy chip It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now Cookie looky, even took me a Polaroid You kicked me when I was down Fuck what you say, just (don't hurt me, don't [Chorus] hurt me no more) That's right bitch: and I don't need you, don't want to see you Bitch you get (no love) 52. No Love (ft. Lil Wayne) - Eminem You show me nothing but hate You ran me into the ground [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] But what comes around goes around Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower I don't need you (don't hurt me) But it's "fuck the world", get a child out her You (don't hurt me no more) Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing That's right, and I don't need you, don't want bout her to see you Been to hell and back, I can show you You get (no love) vouchers Bitch you get (no love) I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour And I don't need you Married to the game but she broke her vows Get em That's why my bars are full of broken bottles [Verse 2 - Eminem] And my night stands are full of open Bibles I'm alive again I think about more than I forget More alive than I have been in my whole But I don't go around fire expecting not to entire life sweat I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin And these niggas know I lay them down, To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker make their bed than most Bitches try to kick me while I'm down: I'll break your leg Money outweighing problems on the triple Shit's finna get thick again beam They say the competition is stiff I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick scenes it in Be good or be good at it I ain't never giving in again Fucking right I've got my gun, semi- Cuss into the wind, complete freedom Cartermatic(*) Look at these rappers, how I treat them Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's So why the fuck would I join them when I "fuck what they say" beat them I'm high as a bitch: up, up and away They call me a freak because Man, I come down in a couple of days (17)I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat OK, you want me up in the cage, then I'll them come out in beast mode Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage I got this world stuck in the safe, combination Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him? is the G-code (**) Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute 'bout to show these knuckleheads how to do Yeah the rap is tight this here But I'm fucking with the greatest verse of all Ooh yeah, new year, next phase, begin time Look who's got you goin' crazy again So you might want to go back to the lab I'm a trend, I set one every time I'm in tonight and um I go out and just come back full circle again Scribble out them rhymes you were going to You a fad, that means your something that we spit already had And start over from scratch and write new But once you're gone, you don't come back, ones too bad But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference [Eminem] When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight You're off the map now, radar can't even find It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump you In the place all the way to the parking lot, We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind fellow you Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd You walk around mad, you let your anger You can see the sparks from hot metal blind you Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the We walk around just playin' the violin behind game you My soul start to rot, fellow Enough with all the pissin' and moanin', When I'm not even in my harshest whinin' and *****in' You can still get roasted because Marsh is not Sit and observe, listen, you'll learn if you pay mellow attention Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to Why ten multi-platinum albums later, three stop diamond I'm standing on my Monopoly board (***) World-wide, we're on the charts with a bullet That means I'm on top of my game and it don't and still climbin' stop [Jayz] Now can I get an encore, do you want more 53. Numb encore - Dr. Dre ft. Linkin Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy Park, 50cents - Eminem So for one last time I need y'all to roar

Numb encore Now what the hell are you waitin for Eminem ft. Dre, Jay Z, 50 Cent After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga make some noise I've become so numb (Can I get an encore, do you want more) [Eminem] So all my people on the left, all my people on I've become so numb the right (Can I get an encore, do you want more) Swing one last time Get your ass up for the doctor When dr. dre say crunk, you will get it crunk, One more time, get your ass up for the doctor get it crunk Come on now, here we go Crunk, crunk, crunk Cliff hanger, it's another club banger And when 50 cent says jump, you get on one Got you hangin' on the edge of your seat foot and jump Get on down Jump, jump, jump, jump

[Dr. Dre] [Dr. Dre] (15)Times up, games over, you lose, I win The buzz is tremendous, we drop you all to sense it (Caught in the undertow just caught in the I don't gotta promote it for you to know that undertow) doc is off the benches And every second I waste is more than I can take [Eminem] We keep the party rockin' off the henges I've become so numb I can't feel you there We ain't showin' off, we just goin' off popular I've become so tired so much more aware consensus I'm becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you [Dr. Dre] But critics say that Doc is soft, Doc is talk (I've become so numb) Doc is all washed up, knock it off (Can I get an encore, do you want more) Who the f**k is Doc impressin'? Doc is this, Doc is that, you got the wrong [50 Cent] impression Bounce now, hands up, you know how we do You must be on the cock of Doc, cuz Doc left We make the club jump everywhere we go you all guessin' It's no secret, everybody know So DJ take the needle and just drop it on the When Dre's involved, there's plenty money record (what) involved We gon' have this motherf**ker hoppin' in a second (bump bump) [Dr. Dre] That's why we always save the best cut last And plenty honey's involved, the sunny To make you scratch and itch for it like fresh Sunday's and palm trees Cali, everyday it's cut grass just another party from the valley's All the way to them 8 Mile alleys, let's rally [Eminem] Cuz we done swam with the sharks, wrestle [Eminem] with alligators Hands up for the grand finale Spoke to a generation of angry teenagers Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to Whom if it wasn't for rap to bridge the gap speak Maybe raised to be racist Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the Who may have never got to see our faces week Grace the cover of Rolling Stone pages Broke down barriers of language and races [Dr. Dre] Just call on the cape crusaders You could catch me in the studio bangin' out And leave it to me and Dre to pass the mic the beats to And we can play the back and forth all day Provide you with the heat that keep blazin' out Like the hot potato game, that’s why we came your speaker to Cause we came here to set this party off right [Eminem] Let's bounce tonight So nervous, ain't never cuz Shady Aftermath together Now what the hell are you waitin for Along with G-Unit Records presents the return After me, there shall be no more of the-the Doc (and Shady) So for one last time, nigga make some noise No one could do it better I've become so numb We tear the club up and leave without a strand So for one last time I need y'all to roar of evidence and uh So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waitin for Every step that I take is another mistake to After me, there shall be no more you So for one last time, nigga make some noise I've become so numb Bad Boy, I told you that I can't stop So for one last time I need y'all to roar You gotta make em fear you 'fore you make So for one last time I need y'all to roar em feel you So everybody buy my shit or I'ma come and Til my hip don't hop anymore kill you When you so good that you can't say it Because it ain't even cool for you to sound I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and cocky anymore aspirin tablets People just get sick cause you spit I'm your brother when you need, some good These fools can't drool or dribble a drop weed to set you free anymore You know me, I'm your friend, when you need And you can never break my stride a minithin You never slow the momentum at any (I'm Slim Shady..) I'm Shady!! moment I'm about to blow You'll never take my pride [Eminem] Killing the flow, slow venom and the I like happy things, I'm really calm and opponent peaceful (uh-huh huh) Is getting no mercy, mark my words I like birds, bees, I like people Ain't letting up, relentless (64)I like funny things that make me happy I smell blood, I don't give a fuck: keep giving and gleeful (hehehe) them hell like when my teacher sucked my wee-wee in Where was you when I fell and needed help preschool (Woo!) up? The ill type, I stab myself with a steel spike You get no love while I blow my brain out, just to see what it feels like cause this is how I am in real life (mm-hmm) I don't want to just die a normal death, I 54. "I'M SHADY" wanna be killed twice (uh-huh) How you gonna scare somebody with a gun [Eminem] threat Who came through with two glocks to when they high off of drugs they haven't even terrorize your borough (huh?) done yet (Huh?) Told you how to slap dicks and murder your So bring the money by tonight - cause your girl (I did!) wife Gave you all the finger and told you to sit and said this the biggest knife she ever saw in her twirl life (Help me! Help me!) Sold a billion tapes and still screamed, "Fuck I try to keep it positive and play it cool the world!" Shoot up the playground and tell the kids to (I'm Slim Shady..) so come and kill me while stay in school (Stay in school!) my name's hot Cause I'm the one they can relate to and look And shoot me twenty-five times in the same up to better spot (Ow!) Tonight I think I'll write my biggest fan a fuck I think I got a generation brainwashed you letter to pop pills and smoke pot til they brains rot (uhh-oh) I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and Stop they blood flow until they veins clot aspirin tablets I need a pain shot, and a shot of plain scotch I'm your brother when you need, some good Purple haze and acid raindrops weed to set you free Spike the punch at the party and drink pop You know me, I'm your friend, when you need (gulp gulp) a minithin Shaved my armpits and wore a tank top (I'm Slim Shady..) I'm Shady!! how many people are proud to be [Eminem] citizens of this beautiful Yo.. I listen to your demo tape and act like I Country of ours, the stripes and don't like it the stars for the rights that men (Aww that shit is wack!) have died for to protect, Six months later you hear your lyrics on my The women and men who have shit broke their neck's for the freedom (What?? That's my shit!) of speech the United States People don't buy shit no more they just dub it Government has sworn to uphold, That's why I'm still broke and had the number or one club hit (Yup, uh huh) (Yo', I want everybody to listen to But they love it when you make your business the words of this song) so we're public told... so fuck it, I've got herpes while we on the subject (uh-huh) I never would've dreamed in a And if I told you I had AIDS y'all would play million years I'd see, it So many motherfuckin' people cause you stupid motherfuckers think I'm who feel like me, who share the playin when I say it same views -- (30)Well, I do take pills, don't do speed And the same exact beliefs, it's (29)Don't do crack (uh-uhh) don't do coke, I like a fuckin' army marchin' in do smoke weed (uh-huh) back of me, so many lives I Don't do smack, I do do shrooms, do drink Touch, so much anger aimed, in beer (yup) no particular direction, just sprays I just wanna make a few things clear and sprays, and straight My baby mama's not dead (uh-uhh) she's still Through your radio waves it alive and bitchin (yup) plays and plays, 'till it stays stuck And I don't have herpes, my dick's just itchin in your head for days and It's not syphilis, and as for being AIDS Days, who would of thought, infested standing in this mirror bleachin' I don't know yet, I'm too scared to get tested my hair, with some peroxide, Reaching for a t-shirt to wear, I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and that I would catapult to the aspirin tablets forefront of rap like this, how I'm your brother when you need, some good Could I predict my words would weed to set you free have an impact like this, I must've You know me, I'm your friend, when you need struck a chord, with somebody a minithin Up in the office, cause congress (I'm Slim Shady..) I'm Shady!! keeps telling me I ain't causin' (Ha hah-ha, ha! Ha hah, hah..) I told you I was nuthin' but problems, and now Shady!! They're sayin' I'm in trouble with (Ha hah-ha, hah-ha! Ha hah, hah-ha, hah-ha, the government, I'm lovin' it, I hah-ha) shoveled shit all my life, Y'all didn't wanna believe me! And now I'm dumping it on... I'm Shady!! .. And that's my name [Chorus] White America, I could be one of your kids, white America, little Eric looks just like this, 57.White America - Eminem White America, Erica loves my America, hahaha, we love you, shit, I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get, white America, I and they were instantly hooked Could be one of your kids, white Right in, and they connected with America, little Eric looks just like me too because I looked like this, white America, Erica them, that's why they put my Loves my shit, I go to TRL, look Lyrics up under this microscope, how many hugs I get... searchin' with a fine tooth comb, its like this rope, waitin' Look at these eyes, baby blue, To choke, tightening around my baby just like yourself, if they throat, watching me while I write were brown, Shady lose, Shady this, like I don't like this, Sits on the shelf, but Shady's cute, Nope, all I hear is, lyrics, lyrics, Shady knew, Shady's dimple's constant controversy, sponsors would help, make ladies swoon working 'round the clock, to Baby, {ooh baby}, look at my Try to stop my concerts early, sales, let's do the math, if I was surely hip-hop was never a black, I would've sold half, I problem in Harlem, only in Ain't have to graduate from Boston, Lincoln high school to know that, After it bothered the fathers of but I could rap, so fuck school, daughters starting to blossom, so I'm too cool to go back, gimme now I'm catchin' the flack the mic, show me where the From these activists when they fuckin' studio's at, when I was raggin', actin' like I'm the first Underground, no one gave a fuck rapper to smack a bitch, or I was white, no labels wanted to Say faggot, shit, just look at me sign me, almost gave up, I was like I'm your closest pal, the Like, fuck it, until I met Dre, the posterchild, the motherfuckin' only one to look past, gave me a Spokesman now for... chance, and I lit a fire up Under his ass, helped him get [Chorus] back to the top, every fan black that I got, was probably his in So to the parents of America, I Exchange for every white fan that am the derringer aimed at little he's got, like damn, we just Erica, to attack her swapped, sittin' back lookin' at Character, the ringleader of this Shit, wow, I'm like my skin is it circus of worthless pawns, sent to starting to work to my benefit lead the march right up to now, it's... The steps of congress, and piss on the lawns of the White House, to [Chorus] burn the casket and replace It with a parental advisory sticker, See the problem is, I speak to to spit liquor in the faces of in suburban kids, who otherwise this democracy of would of never knew these words Hypocrisy, fuck you Ms. Cheney, Exist, whose mom's probably fuck you Tipper Gore, fuck you would of never gave two squirts with the freest of speech this of piss, 'till I created so much Divided states of embarrassment Motherfuckin' turbulence, straight will allow me to have, fuck you, out the tube, right into your living [vocal melody], room I came, and kids He, hahaha, I'm just playin' Flipped when they knew I was America, you know I love you... produced by Dre, that's all it took, I just wish the cardiac would'a murdered you (would'a murdered you) Maybe Ice-T's right, you are a bitch (you are a 59. I Remember - Eminem bitch) You come around when you're broke and you Your mother, you fuckin faggot leave when you're rich (leave when you're rich) La da da, da da da, da da (repeated) But the dumbest thing that you could ever do (you could ever do) Aiyo, this next song is dedicated to the Was try to buck a 380 on those that act shady memory of Erik Schrody Tell me now what you gonna do (now what Rest in peace, we aint forget about you, you you gonna do) fuckin homo We still remember [chorus]

There once was a man who liked to jump yo (yo) yo (yo) yo (yo) around (jump around) Remember back in '94, like right before Ms. But he got too old to jump up and down (up Everlast was Whitey Ford and down) Before his heart attack had him on life support (so then what happened?) When house of pain was out of So he put the mic down and picked the guitar fame like someone doused the flame And they up (picked the guitar up) became destined to never jump (and then he what?) around again Started singin the blues like there's no Or even further back, when i first had heard tomorrow (no tomorrow) The Knack (come on) Left his boys in the house of pain And you were down with Syndicate, I went to (the house of pain) get your shit, man It was the wisest decision he ever made (ever I was into it made) But then you went and took your style and But the dumbest thing he could ever do (could switched the shit ever do) Now you sound ridiculous you dickless piece Was try to buck a 380 on those that act shady of shit, Tell me now what you gonna do (now what How could you diss me, bitch? you gonna do) I liked you, thought you was alright for a white dude, [chorus] Remember Sway and Tech when I came up Cause I remember all those years and sat beside you How it was when you were here Started rhymin, then you left the room I remember how it was, how it was when you and didn't say goodbye or nothin? were young Like you mad that someone else was Yesterday was so long ago (long ago) White and tried to rhyme or somethin Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along now I'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin to steal your light Don't nobody wanna hear your old ass sing no or nothin more But you're a homosexual, white rappin Irish {*Muslim*} remember back when you had The Knack (had Man I wish I was irish, I could be a the knack) {*Muslim*} too And i remember when you had your first heart Then I'd be confused as you, and I wouldn't attack (heart attack) know what to do I was right there laughin when I heard the What's up with you? news (heard the news) I never fucked with you, why would you fuck with me? Knowin I could rap circles around you, what, They said I can't rap about bein broke no more you nuts as me? They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more Plus I can sing better than you and I don't (AHHH!) Slut, you think I won't choke no fuckin sing whore And probably play guitar better, and I ain't til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no never touched a string more?! But I ain't mad at you, I'd hate me too if I was (AHHH!) These motherfuckers are thinkin I'm you playin I'm what you used to be, shit you was me in Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it '92 just to be sayin it So everytime I write a lyric, I'mma think of (AHHH!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't you gon' shoot you And maybe that'll help me know what it's like I'ma pull +YOU+ to this bullet, and put it to sing the blues through you (AHHH!) Shut up slut, you're causin too much [chorus]x2 chaos Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin faggot, Ma? sissy, fuck "Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing And by the way, a 380's a fuckin sissy gun a whore, If you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling real gun Stone cover?" You little bitch You god damn right BITCH, and now it's too Next time say my fuckin name in a song late Don't be subliminal about it I'm triple platinum and tragedies happen in (68)You wanna fuckin diss me, diss me you two states fuckin faggot I invented violence, you vile venomous You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin little volatile bitches bitch, fuckin cunt vain Vicadin, vrinnn Vrinnn, VRINNN! {*chainsaw revs up*} Texas Chainsaw, left his brains all danglin from his neck, while his head barely hangs on Blood, guts, guns, cuts 60.Kill you – Eminem Knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts

Kill you Chorus: Eminem Eminem Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck [Eminem] with me When I just a little baby boy, Girls neither - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me my momma used to tell me these crazy things Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to She used to tell me my daddy was an evil beef man, We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash she used to tell me he hated me the beef But then I got a little bit older You better kill me! I'ma be another rapper and I realized, she was the crazy one dead But there was nothin I could do or say to try to for poppin off at the mouth with shit I change it shouldn'ta said cause that's just the way she was But when they kill me - I'm bringin the world with me TWEECE! Bitches too! You ain't nuttin but a girl to me TWICE? Whatever, I hate these things .. I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady Fuck shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these (cause why?) drinks Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you (ah-haha) Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio I said you don't, wanna fuck with Shady shows (why?) just to argue with 'em cause their ratings Cause Shady, will fuckin kill you.. stink? FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio announcer to [Eminem] bouncer Bitch I'ma kill you! Like a murder weapon, from fat bitch to off seventy-thousand pounds I'ma conceal you of her in a closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and from principal to the student body and film you counselor Buck with me, I been through hell, shut the from in-school to before school to out of hell up! school I'm tryin to develop these pictures of the Devil I don't even believe in breathin I'm leavin air to sell 'em in your lungs I ain't "acid rap", but I rap on acid just to hear you keep screamin for me to seep Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap- it on added OKAY, I'M READY TO GO PLAY WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO! I GOT THE MACHETE FROM O.J. Just criminal intent to sodomize women again I'M READY TO MAKE EVERYONE'S Eminem offend? NO! Eminem insult THROATS ACHE And if you ever give in to him, you give him You faggots keep eggin me on an impulse til I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to do it again, THEN, if he does it again to stop? you'll probably end up jumpin out of somethin SHUT UP! Give me your hands and feet up on the 10th I said SHUT UP when I'm talkin to you (Ahhhhhhhh!) Bitch I'ma kill you, I ain't done YOU HEAR ME? ANSWER ME! this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint Chorus (first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!" the forest ninth line starts "Bitch I'ma kill you!") A bloodstain is orange after you wash it three or four times [Eminem] in a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman? Hahaha, I'm just playin ladies Serial killer hidin murder material You know I love you in a cereal box on top of your stereo Here we go again, we're out of our medicine out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in

Chorus (first line starts "Or I'ma kill you!")

[Eminem] Eh-heh, know why I say these things? Cause lady's screams keep creepin in Shady's dreams And the way things seem, I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks this eighty G's a week to say the same things

59. A Kiss (Ft. Royce da 5'9) - Eminem [Eminem] [Hook] Look down at the floorboard I wanna get kissed, kissed, kissed It looks like someone left a pair (No you don't, not from me, not on the Of stiletto shoes in my Tahoe lips, are you crazy? Never know just what type of a ho Maybe the cheek but that’s all you Inside of my ride I may let gon' get from me Last night went to 5am And she ain't even recover from last [Verse 1: Royce] Friday yet Nickel Nina nigga Twitter beefing Hoes all over the ride like it's an ice First rapper that shot a fan cream truck Gucci's my absolute state of mind like I can see why they fret Waka's man I already ran over two hoes Chopper spraying, getting head And I ain't get out the fucking drive In a car parked, new Gallardo way yet This bitch sucking my dick today Soon as I open the door, you try to Call her yesterday's news tomorrow resist Stretch a nigga out, I'm the new Taibo What for? Get in girl, don't front shorty 'bout to cross over, I'm the new Ivo your 'bout to saves a couple of these Fighting an un-winnable war, it's bitches useless That's right, I'm the new Bible As tits in a boar or little tits on a whore You? You five-O, me? Got 'em actin' like spoiled brats More grounded than punishments but kicking and screaming I'm too fly though Like little kids throwing fits on the floor Y'all niggas be whining, I should call Get in the whip but you ain't turning a you Moscato frog into a prince Why you tryna keep convincing me for?

[Hook] [Verse 2: Eminem] [Hook] Now ya in my whip just long As you understand that I can't be wit' [Verse 3: Royce] You say companionship, I say Nickel Nina nigga Twitter beefing abandon ship First rapper that shot a fan I'm a gigolo so you know (Push a chick out the car while it's I'm always on the go, I ain't got no moving like Waka's man) time Her bottom's dark, but her top is tan To slow down for no relationshit Her private parts got her on the pole Drop the P and add a T, yeah Like the opposite of her papa's plan You can get mad at me all you want But I'm ghost before you can even say boo Hun let alone call me one A one night stand is all he wants With a female fan, yeah, one like Stan He's so about a one nightstand His bedroom has two lamps and only one nightstand Get the hint? Ooh yeah boo, ew! I ain't finna argue but why do you think They call it boo? Yeah cause the sound Of it's 'posed to scare you

[Royce] Oh ho, we can share you in the back of the McLaren I don't give a fuck what your name is We gon' call you Hi and Bye Hope you bi in the mean time your name is Sharon Slow the flow down so I can what? Tell you same face I make when I'm shooting the gun's The same face that I make when I fuck From the back of my hand on your neck Pressing your face against the sheets it's insane You been changed, cause I'm outta this world girl I got that Milky Way dick vein I'm at an all-time high with highness I'm at an all-time fly with flyness And this is exactly what they say When they bow to your highness, yeah (Come on stripper, let's hit the strip a yardstick 180 throw it in reverse What we gonna do? Ride around 'til And drop the trans I'm in the trance we're carsick Now look at this bitch dance) Then I'm gonna put this shit in park Looking at this tramp like dog shit Like what you wearing girl, quit And you can blow me in the dark in playing the parking lot (Yeah bitch and them scratch Of the trailer park by the garbage And sniff pants? Well let me scratch What you waiting on? Me to roll out 'em) the carpet? Let me sniff, yeah What? Did I say Condoms are in the glove that? compartment, let's start it I'm on lean like Styrofoam cups and Think I'm joking? What, am I sitting kickstands here Tryna make fake farts with my [Eminem] armpits? Middle finger stuck on fuck Tryna get you to spit pop through your Stiff hands but girl you got a butt like nose? no if ands Am I here to amuse you? Stop it So yea what the hell, maybe Oh hell, Shady, he'll tell it like it is [Royce] So tell Katy Perry he's on the tail I'm in your pocket outside of a church He's tailgating The other hand reaching for bottom of These bells are my mating call your purse And I'm here, bell's waiting and tell You giving me head in a boxing Lady Gaga stance She can quit her job at the post office My dick's so big you could drop it in She's still a male lady dirt Wouldn't fuck her with her dick I'm not your man, we're sparring You heard the verdict's in, he's allergic partners to divas There's five things you are in charge And take meat cleavers to 'em of, that's Him don't give a damn about beaver Sucking a dick, sucking a dick, do him? sucking a dick What a demon, a behemoth Sucking a dick, sucking a dick Evil just seems to be seething through him [Eminem] If you ain't sucking a dick, why you [Royce] sitting there I like the little strip tease you doing With puckered lips? Oh that's this evening collagen, motherfucking bitch You and me gon' find three more What you mean how'd you, get chickadees suckered into this And have a menage like Nicki You gon' jump into my truck and then You hot like a Dickie outfit in Texas try to get truculent? Without shit under it, sweating suck (You should be suffering, you should my dick be cooking Or get to stepping's my logic You should be buckling your seat-belt with oven mitts) [Eminem] Excuse me while I'm making an ass of My God trick, my dick is hard, thick as myself But it's only cause I just wanna get Keepin' your distance? Probably best If you don't wanna fuck with me [Hook] But you know me probably best, fuck pity (4)You want that? You know it's Laila Ali's chest: Tough titty! The problems, you got a problem, you think I'm already set So I'm a look down on you? Just be proud of 61. Take from me (feat Royce da 5'9'' & me, you already got my respect Claret Jai - Eminem I ain't tryina say something I regret, so I'm a just stop, chasing the pain "Take From Me" Let you deal with the fact we don't get along (feat. Claret Jai) Cause I got a big face in the game

You're going to be okay, kid. You're going to Sometimes I feel like "fuck my life, " I fuck be okay with a few niggas That I know that If my chick was a shady ho, [Hook: Claret Jai] Niggas wouldn't think twice 'fore they fuck Is everything not enough? my wife What more can I give up? Guess that's the difference in friends and Is there anyone that I can trust? associates, I give you my all and you still take from me I done been broke, I done been through the motions [Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"] I don't pay no attention to birds, Uh I use my scope and attend to the vultures Always been the type of dude that'll feed my No one ever blows up your phone to talk, clique I don't make money just to lone it to y'all I know that without the fans, I ain't shit Tell a nigga that the new album is like But y'all better read my lips; I don't spit raps Dialing and then talking to a hole in the wall this ill Please look at these expenses, these niggas For you to just hack and steal and leak my expensive shit, so peep my drift If I gotta lend you money every time I hope y'all don't think y'all helping me out I see you just to be your friend, bitch, I don't with that shit really need your friendship. That shit's stressin' me out Nickel nine is blowin' up [Hook] Christmas time, you should hang my album on top of your fireplace [Bridge: Claret Jai] Cause around that time, my stocking is goin' I give, and I give up And you take, and you take Feels like a victory, bittersweet And you just walk away without nothing to Cause the bigger I get, the bigger the wedge say, you just take from me Between the relationship of me and my bigger You just take from me bro Hear what I said? [Verse 2: Eminem] Feels like the shit just switched on me I live in a bubble, I struggle with the fame Everything I do for the nigga, and the nigga Trouble as the pain grows double; give a fuck know what you say I would do anything for him, When my music you take so subtle, just to But the nigga refuse to quit just straight give it away shittin' on me To people who don't even appreciate flows, mothafucka, I'm leavin today 62. Won't Back Down (feat. Pink) - Cause I break my back to give you my all, you Eminem steal my thoughts "Won't Back Down" It's like driving a spike through my heart (feat. Pink) You might not think it's that big of a deal to steal from me [Chorus - Pink:] But music is all I got You can sound the alarm Aside from my daughters, not to sound like a you can call out your guards martyr you can fence in your yard But it's getting harder than I thought you can pull all the cards To not just go crazy, trapped in this house, I'm but I won't back down about to just snap oh no I wont back down Am I not deserving of what I got, did I not oh no work for it? Put it all in every lyric I record [Verse 1 - Eminem:] Well then please tell me why on this Earth Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles Lord does it keep happening, I keep rapping brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels But I wonder sometimes is it worth all the girl I'm too for real bullshit lose your tooth and nails Cause it feels like a down there ain't no gettin try to fight it, try to deny it up from stupid you will feel But I won't let it get me down, I won't what I do, I do it well succumb shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill I'm anything but glum so fuck 'em half a breath left on my death bed They'll appreciate me when I'm gone; they'll screaming F that yeah super ill say it was ill, right? baby what the deal The way I kill mics? But the way I feel right we can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal now fuck a stank slut It just feels like I'm so done with this shit I I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before might as well wipe I foot the bill I have nothing else to give you, nothing left to listen garden tool don't make me introduce contribute you to my power tool Farewell I bid you, but before I go, my last you know the fucking drill gift to you how you douche bags feel knowing you're Ladies and gentlemen, Slaughterhouse I give disposable? you! summers eve Massengill shady's got the mass appeal baby crank the [Hook] shit cause it's your God-damn jam you say that you want your punchlines a little more compact well shawty I'm that man these other cats aint metaphorically where I'm at man I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said settle ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat man get it calm batman? nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts lines are like mum's cat scans cause they fucking dope, bananas hunny I applaude that ass stopped rapping swear to God man these mobs can't dance does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til ma show ‘em how it's done he burps spazz like a God Damn Tas, yeah and smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped around him like [Chorus - Pink] you do when I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself [Verse 2 - Eminem:] of what the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking Parkinsons to Make like Michael J Fox in the draws playin' psych I'm spiking you like a football with a etch-a-sketch (9)been this way since I've stood a foot tall betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking you're a good catch with a shitty spouse at your door got a pretty mouth and a good jaw people hit the floors gimme good brain yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain girl forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with bitch you listening tryna' turn me down Chris's paws like you pissed him off slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up talented with the tongue muthafucker are you insane tryna talk over me in the car you aint gotta lick in yours shut the fuck up while my shits playin' hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores I'ma shit stain on the underwear of life makin' cash registers shit their draws what's the saying? where's thunder there's think you spit the raw lightning I'm an uncooked slab of beef and they say that it never strikes twice in the laying on your kitchen floor same place otherwords I'm off the meat rack then how the fuck have I been hit six times bring the beat back in three different locations bring me two extension chords on four separate occasions? I'mma measure my dick shit I need 6 inches and you can bet your stanking ass more that I've come to smash everything in my path fuck my dicks big bitch fork was in the road took the psychopath need I remind you that I don't need the fucking poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash swine flu to be a sick pig so hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty you're addicted I'm dope on this microphone I'm the longest needle around here shake your booty shawty I'm the shit need a fix up I'm the big shot why you think Proof used to call me Doody get it dicks nuts your just small boats little pricks [Chorus - Pink] girl you think that other pricks hot I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match 63. Go To Sleep ‘fore I sit back and let ‘em get hot Eminem better call the cops on ‘em quick fast shady's right back on your bitch ass [Eminem] white trash with a half of six pack in his I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep hatchback Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see trailer hitched attached to the back (dispatch) And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt [Chorus - Pink] Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work [Verse 3 - Eminem:] For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either MC's, you'se worthless of us You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no Coming to terms, where we can agree appeal, please There ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, me slurred in two thousand third You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya Englais servin? So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the when flesh You fuck with a label overseein the Earth And settle this face to face, and you're gonna Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth see And as I mold, I become a curse A demon unleashed in me, that you've never So we can put down the verse, take it to the seen turf And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the himself hearse is he who I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no Depicts fiction in his verse help And as I breathe, and you be deceased Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need The world believe you deceived just to speak fifteen of my homies You'se not the streets, you'se the desk When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you Use not your chest nigga, use a vest only Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death We never met, but best believe you gon' know Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth me When I'm this close, to see you exposed as [Chorus] phony Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw [DMX] me Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me streets You was gonna do, that's what I thought, I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat you're pitiful Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too! Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going [Chorus] Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin Now go to sleep bitch! But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, Easy-going with the same one that started the close ya eyes fight Go to sleep, bitch! (what?) He be knowing how dog get, when dog gone Why are you still alive? How many times I bite gotta tell ya, close ya eyes? Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life And go to sleep bitch! (what?) Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, Cuz it's all good, it's all right bye, bye! Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back Go to sleep bitch! (what?) Now they gots to swallow, everything in the Why are you still alive? Why, die sac motherfucker, ah, ah, ah... Blood Line, and, we can go track for track ...Go to sleep bitch! Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that? [Obie Trice] We got you niggaz, nervous [Chorus] On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not [Eminem] chiever? All you motherfuckers! take that! My teacher didn't think I was gonna' be Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, nothing, either: Waaaaaahoo! "What the fuck you stickin' gum up under the (8)We're killin all you motherfuckers dead, all fuckin' seat for?" you! "Mrs. Mathers, your son has been huffing Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more ether. press! Either that or the motherfucker's been puffin (21)Rot, motherfuckers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, reefer." bitch, in the motherfucking dirt! But all of this huffin' and puffin' wasn't what it Die nameless, bitch, die nameless! No more was, either. fame! It was neither. I was buzzin', but it wasn't what Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha she thought. Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha Pee in a tea cup? Bitch, you ain't my keeper. I'm sleepin'; What the fuck you keep on fuckin' with me for? Slut, you need to leave me the fuck alone; I 64.My mom – Eminem ain't playin'. Yeah! Go find you a white crayon and color a fuckin' Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah... zebra. Okay! Alright! Yo, Yo. My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs. Yo! Yo! That's why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. Alright, money comes first. Because my mom loved Valium and lots a' Here we go now! drugs. That's why I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs. mom. That's why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom loved Valium and lots a' Wait a minute! This ain't dinner, this is paint drugs. thinner! That's why I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my "You ate it yesterday; I ain't hear no mom. complaints, did I?" "Now here's a plate full of pain killers. "My mom, my mom" --I know you're Now just wait 'til I crush the Valium and put it probably in your potatoes. tired of hearing the "my mom" oh-oh whoa- You little motherfucker, don't you sit there oh, and make but this is just a story of when I was just a that retarded fuckin' face without even tastin' shorty it!" (37)and how I became hooked on Va-al-iu- "You'd better lick the fuckin', plate; you ain't um. wastin' it. Valium was in everything: food that I ate, Put your face in it before I throw you in the the water that I drank, fucking peas in my basement again! plate. And I ain't givin' in. You're gonna' just sit She sprinkled just enough of it just to season there and want to fuckin' play spin again my steak until next Thanksgiving, and if you still ain't so everyday I had at least three stomach aches. finished it, Now tell me what kind of mother would want I'll use the same shit again, and when I make to see her spinach dip, it'll be placed in the shit! son be grow up to be an under-a-fuckin'- You little shit, wanna' sit there and play innocent? Take a little piece and beat it before you wake A rat fell and hit me in K-Mart, and they Nathan up!" witnessed it! Alright, Ma, you win! I don't feel like arguin'! Child support? Your father, he ain't sent the I'll do it --pop and gobble it, start wobblin', shit! stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, trip, then I fall So what if he did? It's none of your dang in bed business, kid!" with bottle of meds and a Heath Ledger bobble head! My mom, there's no one else quite like my mom. My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs. I know I should let bygones be bygones, That's why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. but she's the reason why I am high on what Because my mom loved Valium and lots a' I'm high on. drugs. That's why I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my 'Cuz my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs. mom. That's why I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom loved Valium and lots a' My mom, I'm just like her! drugs. That's why I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my My mom, my mom, my mom (x3) mom. My mom, my mama [in an Eric Cartman voice:] My mama, I ain't My mom loved Valium. Now, what I am is a takin' this no more. party animal. I am what I am, but I'm strong to the finish Heh, sorry mom! I sill love you, though! [kiss wit' me Valium spinach. sound] But my bars only last about two minutes! But I don't want to swallow it without chewin' Dr. Dre 2010! it. I can't even write a rhyme without you in it, [in a mocking tone:] Man this shit is hella' my Valium, my Val-i-um. Oh! hard, homie! Man, take us on outta' here...

Man, I never thought that I could ever be a Oh! drug addict. --"nah, fuck that, I can't have it happen to me!" but that's actually what has ended up happenin' in a tragedy fuckin' passin' it up back to me. And it's probably where I got acquainted with the taste, ain't it? Pharmaceuticals are the bomb, Mom! Beautiful! She killed the fuckin' dope with the medicine she done fed it. Feed it a fuckin' aspirin and say that it has a headache. "Here, wanna' snack? You hungry, you fuckin' brat? Look at that! It's a Xanax! Take it and take a nap! Eat it!" But I don't need it! 50 CENT "Well fuck it, then break it up! 1. Candy Shop (Feat Olivia) - 50 Cent [Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia] Girl what we do (what we do) And where we do (and where we do) "Candy Shop" The things we do (things we do) (feat. Olivia) Are just between me and you (oh yeah)

[Intro: 50 Cent] [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Yeah... Give it to me baby, nice and slow Uh huh Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo So seductive You ain't never heard a sound like this before Cause I ain't never put it down like this before [Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia] Soon as I come through the door she get to [50 Cent] pulling on my zipper I'll take you to the candy shop It's like it's a race who can get undressed I'll let you lick the lollipop quicker Go 'head girl, don't you stop Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) thongs [Olivia] Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone I'll take you to the candy shop I touch the right spot at the right time Boy one taste of what I got Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind I'll have you spending all you got So seductive, you should see the way she wind Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind [Verse 1: 50 Cent] As Long as she ain't stopping, homie I ain't You can have it your way, how do you want it stopping You gon' back that thing up or should i push Dripping wet with sweat man its on and up on it popping Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next All my champagne campaign, bottle after level bottle its on Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle And we gon' sip 'til every bubble in every I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple bottle is gone (26)If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho In the hotel or in the back of the rental [Chorus 2x] On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor 2. U Not Like Me - 50 Cent Have your friends teasing you 'bout how sprung I gotcha NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on, that's Wanna show me how you work it baby, no who you get, huh?) problem NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your Get on top then get to bouncing round like a motherfuckin' click, huh?) low rider NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (You a motherfuckin' I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit snitch, huh?) After you work up a sweat you can play with NYPD, LAPD, NYPD the stick I'm trying to explain baby the best way I can [Verse] I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands Niggas wanna shine like me (me), rhyme like (ha ha) me (me) Then walk around with a 9 like me (me) [Chorus] They don't wanna do it, 3 to 9 like me And they ain't strong enough to take 9 like me Aiyoo, you think about shittin' on 50... save it (38)Hold me down nigga, OGs tryin' to rock My songs belong in the Bible with King David me I teach niggas sign language, that ain't def son D's waiting for my response to lock me [click, click] you heard that? That mean RUN This is my hustle, nigga don't knock me Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stun on, You need some shit with banana clips to try pa and stop me Pull through, I'll throw a fucking cocktail at I'M THE ONE ya' car From the last shootout, I got a demple on my [Chorus 2x] face If you get shot and run to the cop - You not It's nothin', I could go after Mase's fanbase like me Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get You ain't got no work on the block - You not it out like me Hit my wisdom tooth *huck-too* spit it out It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like I don't smile a lot, cause ain't nothin' pretty me Got a purple heart for war, and I ain't never Like me duke, you not like me left the City Hos be like "Fitty, you so witty" [Verse] On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for See, I done been to the Pearly Gates, they sent P.Diddy me back You got fat while we starve, it's my turn The good die young, I ain't eligible for that I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't I shot niggas, I been shot, sold crack in the learn street Won't learn My attitude is gangsta, so I stand some beef You wanna get acquainted with me, you [Chorus 2X] wanna know me If you get shot and run to the cop - You not From 3 point range, with a glock, I shoot like me better then Kobe You ain't got no work on the block - You not See a nigga standin' next to me, he probably like me my Co-D It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like See a bitch getting in my whip, she probably me gon' blow me Like me duke, you not like me See the flow is like a 38, it's special yoooooo A country boy tell ya, I'm fittin' to [Verse] blowwwww Momma said.. I'm more like a pimp, then a trick, you know Everything that happened to us, was part of See, I'm in this for the paper, I don't love the God's plan hoes So at night when I talk him, I got my gun in Niggas broke in the hood, worried about my hand mines Don't think I'm crazy, cause I don't fear man Grown ass men, wearing starter piece shines Cause I feel when I kill a man, God won't You know them little pieces, with the little understand stones I got a head full of evil thoughts, am I Satan Got little clientele fiends call your cell phones I been coulda killed these niggas, I'm still When the gossip starts, I'm always the topic waiting You too old for that shit dog, why don't you In the telly with to whores, a Benz with to stop it doors Shorty, I been watching you watching me 32 carrots in the cross, no flaws Now tell me what you like more, my watch or You see me in the hood, I got at least two guns me I carry the glock, Tony carry my M-1s Haha Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, [Chorus 2x] nigga stop fronting If you get shot and run to the cop - You not Jay put you on, X made you hot like me Now you run around like you some big shot You ain't got no work on the block - You not Ha, ha pussy... like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like [Chorus] me Like me duke, you not like me "This rap shit is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now? [Ad-libing to the end] How we gonna eat man? 50 back around" That's Ja's little punk ass thinkin out loud Southside, Tah died, that's just how I get down I'm back in the game shawty, to +Rule+ and 3. Back Down - 50 Cent conquer You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie [Chorus: 50 Cent] monster (11)I'm the hardest from New York, my flow It's easy to see when you look at me is bonkers If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN All the other hard niggas, they come from Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Yonkers Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN It's been years and you had the same niggas in Every little nigga you see around me the background Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold SHAQ You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah & Crack DOWN Child. Next time you in the hood and see an old G Them niggas they just SUCK, they no good You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them DOWN in the hood" I'm back better than ever, on top of my game Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the Even them country boys saying "50 we feeling kid you mayn" Must decease existing, little nigga, now listen Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasing my throne Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase them I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD Your success is not enough, you wanna be GUY) hard Knowing that, you get knocked, you get [Chorus] fucked in the yard Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the I ain't telling anyone you pussy middle I ain't telling anyone you gettin extorted I eatcha for breakfast, the watch was an It ain't over.... (G-UNIT) exchange for your necklace I've been patently waiting to BLOW and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Sell his soul for cheap, trade his life to be Cent Show" Suge This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in Now that I'm back, you can't sleep the hood I'm a nightmare huuhhhh Maybe I'm so disrespectful cause to me you're You hired cops to hold you down cause you a mystery fear for your life I know niggas from ya hood, you have no You heard about them guns I done bought, history right? I ain't going no where, I done told you nigga Now shawty said she feeling my style, she I'm a G-Unit motherfucking soldier nigga feeling my flow (They not gonna like you) Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to I know, I know...ha, ha (G-UNIT) go

[Chorus (2x)] 4. In Da Club - 50 Cent [Bridge] [50 Cent] My flow, my show brought me the dough Go, go, go, go That bought me all my fancy things Go, go, go shorty My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels It's your birthday Look nigga I done came up and I ain't change. We gon' party like it's yo birthday We gon' sip Bacardi like it's yo birthday [Verse] 'Cause you know we don't give a fuck And you should love it, way more then you It's not your birthday! hate it Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy [Chorus (2x)] I made it You can find me in the club, bottle full of Bud I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life Mama, I got that X, if you into takin' drugs You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love back right? So come give me a hug if you into getting When my junk get to pumping in the club it's rubbed on I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she [Verse] gone When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn dubs If you talking bout money homie, I ain't When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club concerned Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go show me love 'head switch the style up When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they If the niggas hate then let 'em hate wanna fuck Watch the money pile up But homie ain't nothing change ho's down, G's Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub up You know where we fucking be I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up [Chorus (2x)] If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp [Talking] Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a [Laughing] Don't try to act like you ain't know limp where we been either nigga In the hood, in L.A. they saying "50 you hot" In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop They like me, I want them to love me like they off nigga love 'Pac G-Unit But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya I'm loco And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke 5. My Toy Soldier (Feat Tony Yayo) - 50 hold Cent I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind [Intro- 50 Cent] I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the You ready? OK let me wind you up grind Do it exactly the way i say do it man, these niggas are pussy, you heard me? Every word out my mouth is felt Get up nice and close (yeah!) That uz I pop, them hollow's so hot, yo ass will melt [Chorus- 50 Cent] Barber razor in the club, stunt n I'll give you I put that battery in his back a ?? stich, I'm the reason why he move like that gored, ya head all taped up That's my mu'fuckin toy Soldier niggas know how I get down, see they know I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat when I'm around You dont wanna play wit my Toy Soldier Haha, my soldiers around in this, I say it's on, then it's on some shit go down, and a nigga get laid down Until ya life is over, Fuckin wit my Toy Its no surprise cause niggas know how I get Soldier down If he's a casualty in war, trust me I got more Black tint on the Testarossa, You don't want it wit my Toy Soldier Hammer out the holster, gat in my lap in case u gotta get clapped [Verse 1: 50 Cent] You monkey niggas swing through my hood, we on that gorilla shit This is so close, now follow instructions You clap off and miss, we come back and start Catch a nigga slippin, run up on him and buck killin shit him Catch us on the corner wearin black chinchilla I ain't got no conscience, them whores are shit nothin' We organize discipline, plus we militant They ain't wit us, they against us, We supposed to touch em [Chorus] Here's what to do if you see him approach me, Pop that nigga, "I dont care if you know me. [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] Half the niggas hatin on me used to be homies [Wierd intro by Yayo] I don't trust em when they smile or when they frown, cause they foney I'm in that coupe phantom, and the bodies Everytime I come around they call the police kitted on me Waves in my head, lookin like tsunamis hit it Thats why the D's in the precinct know me niggas scheme, the infrared beam's on the mac They know 'bout my rap shit, they know bout I put green on yo head like an Oakland A's hat how i clap people My boy was a dolja, now he a soulja I'm like I'm in a track meet, swift wit the mack My lil' son ?? lettin off the ruger , B In a whip mashed up, lookin for his enemies You could see the envy in they eyes fa sho Ridin and gassed up off double D batteries mayne Mass casualties, is hooked to them IV's Mad as a mothafucka that I'm holdin 50 gimme the word, thats when I squeeze See me in the back of the Phantom Rollin Click clack, take that, fall back, its a contract Quick to make examples outta niggas fa sho 50 grand, and 50 man man Hold me down [chorus]

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: 50 Cent] 6. Outta Control - 50 Cent

(72)Shoot, Stab, Kill mufucka "Outta Control" You ain't bout it I don't want ya around, cocksucker [Intro - 50 Cent] Yeah I'm the chef, you need a hit, I got the recipe Shady Doc got the antedote and send the drugs in the Aftermath nose Can you feel it, Em said for me to make ya [Chorus - 50 Cent] feel it I guess you didn't know And remind you that you rockin' with the I be back for more realest Everybody's on the floor Goin', goin' outta control [Chorus - 50 Cent] I did my thang in the club [Bridge - 50 Cent] Every chance I get, I tear it up Set it off from your left dawg Dance floor, jam-packed Set it off from your right dawg I got 'em goin', goin' outta control Set it off nigga I said set if off [Bridge - 50 Cent] [Verse 1] Set it off from your left dawg Sick with it boy, better get wit it what Set it off from your right dawg In the club, I get it goin' goin' uhh Set it off nigga I said set it off Just move it to the music its on To the sound of 50 and D-R-E [Verse 3] Everythings calculated in time percised I'm hot boy, I'm burnin' up Never move another mill let's get right aight I do my thang in the club with the burner Success is my drug of choice I'm high off life tounge Feelin' lucky enough to bet it all on the dice Till the speakers all blown we gon' turn it up Shorty do what you wanna do And do that damn thang, yeah do that mayn Hit the dance floor, move how you wanna Shorty, hit me high, then hit me low move Get to poppin' and shakin' that thang on the Later on, we can cruise if you wanna cruise flo' Its whatever you want, the fact is I got more A little dose of it, now I want some more than I flaunt No body put that thang on me like that before I be a fiend for it, its the way you move [Chorus - 50 Cent] But I ain't payin' for it, cause I ain't no fool I did my thang in the club If you okay with it, tonight I'll stay with it Every chance I get, I tear it up Hit the telly, play wit it, in a major way get it Dance floor, jam-packed I got 'em goin', goin' outta control [Chorus - 50 Cent] I did my thang in the club [Bridge - 50 Cent] Every chance I get, I tear it up Set it off from your left dawg Dance floor, jam-packed Set if off from your right dawg I got 'em goin', goin' outta control Set it off nigga I said set it off [Bridge - 50 Cent] [Verse 2] Set if off from your left dawg System thumpin', dance floor jumpin' Set it off from your right dawg We thirty deep in this bitch, we stuntin' Set it off nigga I said set it off Thats what you get, you in my hood I thought you understood You know me, VIP, no ID 7. Slow Doe - 50 Cent Bottles in DP, I do it real BIG Bitches break their necks to be where I be "Slow Dough" Take 'em to ecstacy without ecstacy Trackmasters, 99 shit thing you've got Huh uh, huh uh, yea Here I stand on the alley on godrule Same spot where rob got shot [Chorus] The block's high Slow dough, is better than no dough (fa sho) Warrent squad flashing my mug shot Get caught talking to popo (what you say to Everybody know I'm loco, kill the popo, blast him son?) the fo fo, rode dolo They hit you with the fofo (blaow, that's right) (45)Rock solo, I should be old T on the low yo Pump the six and push the volvo My niggas is loco (loco) I hear they go kuku and go puff loco Yo to diss me that's a no-no (no-no) I sell llelo and price up and down like yo yo Y'all niggas is so-so (so-so) But keep that on the low do, nobody's That's why you ain't got no dough (broke ass supposed to know, yo niggas) I make 16 hundred off of every ho do Fucking with the cash flow that'll get you blast Put me through any test I bet ya I'll pass cause yo (haha) I'm a cheater I always get the last laugh yo Broke niggas, smoke niggas, rich niggas smoke Cohiba's [Chorus] My team been puffing chiba and packing heaters since the days of shell toe Adidas I rap a muthafucking house around my my And ain't shit come between us wrist for wreck Look I'm winning now and I'ma keep on While you niggas race neck to neck winning While niggas who live from cheque to tech I see with you ain't nothing changed same I ain't even going to front I ain't working with ginen same linen a full deck Fuck the don shit, nigga I'm an armed convict Life in the hood so hard I done lost some of I live wild beat cases before a trial my cards Grand jury style I'm foul Instead of praying before I sleep I put my You wondering why I don't smile hands on my heat I'm schemeing to stick you up now As soon as I start dreaming I'm right back on Son I be the first to blast the gun, the last to the street run Any nigga in this game flowing they think While you hit the pavement son I mash you, they can see me ugh Gotta be, fucked up in the head and smoking If you don't know you better go and ask hemee someone Believe me if you thought like me you could 50 Cent is my symbol and my name be me Symbolizing the change that I'm bringing to But you ain't been through what I been this game through and this shit ain't that easy (one) Things'll never be the same (never the same baby)

[Chorus]

Yo nowadays niggas talk like they wanna get 8. Wanksta - 50 Cent shot Like I won't grab the glock and run up in your [Intro: 50 Cent] spot It's 50 a.k.a Ferrari Fuck-50 Six double O drop I'll put two in your knot Break it down And stick around and get every motherfucking I got a lot of living to do before I die And I ain't got time to waste better Let's make it She look good but I know she after my chedda She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain't [50 Cent] gonna let her You said you a gangster but you never pop (69)Be easy, stop the bullshit, you get your nuttin' whole crew wet We said you a wanksta and you need to stop We in the club doin' the same ol' two step frontin' Guerrilla unit cause they say we bugged out You ain't a friend of mine, (yeah) Cause we don't go nowhere without toast we You ain't no kin of mine, (nah) thugged out What makes you think that I wont run up on you with the nine [Chorus 2X] We do this all the time, right now we on the grind [Verse 3] So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and Me I'm no mobsta, me I'm no gangsta dicks Me I'm no hitman, me I'm just me, me Shorty she so fine, I gotta make her mine Me I'm no wanksta, me I'm no acta A arss like that gotta be one of a kind But it's me you see on your TV I crush 'em everytime, punch 'em with every Cause I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy line I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk I'm fucking with they mind greasy I make 'em press rewind By any means, partner, I got to eat on these They know they can't shine if I'm around the streets rhyme If you play me close, for sure I'm gonna pop Been on parole since 94 cause I commit the my heat crime Niggas saying they going murd' 50, how? I send you my line, I did it three to nine We riding 'round with guns the size of Lil If D's ran up in my crib, you know who Bow Wow dropping dimes What you know about AK's and AR 15's? Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and [Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] F-bangs, huh You said you a gangsta But you never pop nothing [Chorus 2X] We said you a wanksta And you need to stop frontin' You go to the dealership 9. Straight To The Bank - 50 Cent But you never cop nuttin' You been hustling a long time [Intro] And you ain't got nothing Yeah!!! When I'm out in N.Y. boy it's blunts and Phillies [Verse 2] When I'm out in L.A. boy it's wraps and Damn Homie, in high school you was the swishes man, homie Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to What the fuck happened to you? this I got the sickest vendetta when it come to the Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster chedda shit And if you play with my paper, you gotta meet Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to my berretta this Now shorty think I'm a sweat her, sipping on Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster amaretto shit I'm living once than deada, I know I can do [Verse 1:] I'm oh so raw, I'm hot I'm sure I'm in my Lambo maggot, my fo' fo' faggot I'm like the coolest motherfucker around the Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget globe boy See the shit I got on, homey I hate too I set the club on fire I told ya My Teflon arm brought my government issues I'm the general salute me soldier I'll hit your vertebrate bullets rip through tissues [Chorus:] Your wife on the futon hugging that shitsu I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, Homey you a bitch you got feminine ways ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, days ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I got fo' fifths and bananas on the K's I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, And got more whips than a runaway slave ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) Me and Yayo go back like some high top I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, fades ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) When I made fifty mill, Em got paid I'm laughing When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid When I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid [Outro:] I ain't even gotta rap now life is made Now work it out now, shorty work it out, work Said I ain't even gotta rap, I'm filthy mayne it out I wanna see you, break it down [Chorus:] Now back it up now, you know what I'm I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, about ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) It's like a bank job I'm in and I'm out I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, Now work it out now, work it out, work it out ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) Now work it out now, work it out, work it out I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, 10. P.I.M.P. - 50 Cent ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughing I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me [Verse 2:] No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see I see nothing but hundred dollar bills in the That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P bank roll I got the kind of money that the bank can't Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for hold dollars Got it off the street moving bundles and loads She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll Prada Breeze pass with the EZ Pass fuck the toll That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana No more platinum I'm wearing gold She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her I'm internationally known as the kid with the cause they wanna flow I spit a little G man, and my game got her That brings enough dough it's never enough A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada dough Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think Shit I need mo' I need shit out the sto' about her Baby ble was cold fresh out the flo' I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink Stashbox by the dashbox in case they want up out her war She like my style, she like my smile, she like Make the purple bring the green in fuck the the way I talk law She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York it on the low I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping some head in the street I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat some bread Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come I could care less how she perform when she in up with my bread the bed The last nigga she was with put stitches in her Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and head pay the kid Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on Look baby this is simple, you can't see a bitch You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I- Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six M-P Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICK I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there's no If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P b'ness like show b'ness Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe greasy b'ness ya know Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P-I-M-P They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil Come get money with me, if you curious to faster see I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P BITCH Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball 16. In Da Hood [Feat. Brooklyn] - 50 Cent We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all [Chorus: Brooklyn] We could really splurge girl, and tear up the I still be riding through the 'hood mall Brooklyn to Compton, it's all good If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you From Southside Queens to Inglewood should call We representin' like we should I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall [50 Cent] If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big I'm hot boy, I told you before or they small Got that Benz and that Hummer off the That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit showroom floor I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, I know you hate it when I pop up, wrist all BITCH rocked up In The 'hood, empty niggas locked up, they I told you fools before, I stay with the tools rats all knocked up I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels Baby after baby, the 'hood is crazy I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused Niggas'll set you up and wet you up, trust me She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes they shady I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer Got a pet bulldog, I keep under my linen they cheaper It don't bark, they spark when the revolver Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done spinnin' I ain't gon keep her We winnin' Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know [Chorus] You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep [50 Cent] huhh..uh uh uh uh Hold up, hold up, get a good look at my rims God damn, look at them twenty-fours Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas sell diamonds spin dope, thugs gun smoke Now the D's, they harass me in the 'hood What [echo] a few times, niggas try to blast me in the 'hood Money make the world go round, as the world Fuck it's all good turns Catch me in the coupe - on the lean Money make the world go round, as the world Wit' needles and samples and diesels for the turns fiends Nigga I need money to main-tainn The money stay on my mind, so I stay on the Hustalin aint a gamee grind Nigga go and gets the grainn Plus niggas like to stun, so I stay wit' my nine Gon' get tore out the framee I ain't the type nigga that be out, runnin' his T.Vs in the Rangee mouth I'm in ta nice thanggs I slang weed (snort) Talkin' gangsta and shit, with my gun in the Coc-ainee and Herio-anee house 50 Cent Now homie, you better get to know me better Thats my namee Before you be bleedin' pints of blood into Nigga I bring the painn Iceberg sweater You thought shit stay the samee When the tails come flyin' up out the beretta Nigga shit gon' change You gon' feel like it's yo' fault and say "Man I Put a bullet in your brainn knew better" Nigga at close range Look dogg, I don't play that shit Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your I pull that thing out I'ma spray that shit motherfuckin chainn That how I get down Aint nuittin funny mangg I'm about my money mangg [Brooklyn] Bitch get down on that track and get my Brooklyn she's so sick in the hood money, I aint playinn Got these fat bitches get the spit in the hood Better understan what I'm sayin, 'Cause I throw diamonds, shot that fifth in the What I'm sayin, I aint playin hood I'll be, In front of your crib, layin, wit the That's what you get for talkin' all that shit in mack ta start sprayinn the hood Any nigga thats in the game, for the fame, Yeah I'm still a minor, remember this gotta be a lamee Everything Brooklyn choppy broads still Crackers'll put ya in chains behind ya Box'll drive you insane Brooklyn to Compton it's all good Sun cant shine all the time, man its gotta rain Get robbed, get shot, shit is poppin' in the That whole loose? is ill hood You better crack the whip mang

[Chorus - 2X] [Chorus - 50 Cent] A pimp aint a pimp with no hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin 17. As The World Turns [Feat. Too Short & dough (dough) UGK] - 50 Cent A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) [50 Cent] A playa aint a playa if his ass dead broke uhh..uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh...uh huh (broke) uh huhh..uh uh uh uh uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh A pimp aint a pimp with no motherfuckin hoes (hoes) Representin sure taste-az A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin The yay keep takin pride in me dough (dough) Streets A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke Deciple slide-in me (smoke) Status reports the badest you caught A playa aint a playa if his ass dead broke Walk in the black top wit fat rocks and had his (broke) newport I cant stay away like Too $hort [50 Cent] I gots ta break a bastards back I live Tore em up, get em ready ta port Life in the fast lane Put em on the master track Man I aint got nuttin ta lose I blast the facts the life in the grill Everythin a game Gorilla pimpin Either you wit me or against me man aint If I have ta mack ya wife then I will nuttin changee It's me and 50 Cent my nigga Nigga, you Live in trife, and thats real Go against the grain Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife I'll make you and dont kill Walk wit a cane now nigga now Thats on for treal (?) Who you gon' blamee I'm on for million wit your pit, in the clit that When shit aint the same shit true Nigga nobody hears your namee I split through, your defences, so relentless, You got down wit a gangg get you, without you even O thirty-one blood knoin Ya'll niggas do your thang Got you strippin and even hoe-in You got 2 felonies You dont wanna let the pro in the door Fuck it, go out wit a bangg This what we showin Ya'll niggas wanna hangg Wit niggas that fitlthy rich A pimp aint a pimp with no motherfuckin hoes They aint even got ta talk (hoes) To take your bitch A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin One look was all it took dough (dough) She seen the benz-o A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke She seen them T.Vs (smoke) And them big ol' chriz-omes A playa aint a playa if his ass dead broke A-yo the bitch useta bring you dough (broke) Useta be your bottom hoe Now your paper comin' slow [Repeat] She feel like she had ta go Roll wit them rich niggas and ball with them [50 Cent] ball-az Is your bitch your bitch or is your bitch Politic wit the willies the real shot call-az mines? Is your bitch your bitch all the time? [Bun B] You done got your paper, now its time I get I got one life to live mines Follow that light that keeps on guidin me Except the serve and everything'll be fine Hate-az tryin me Bitch! Hoes is a-bidein me Media ride me [50 Cent talking over beat] King a the underground Runnin from pimpin...bitch you need to run So the streets is steady hide-in me TO some pimpin Wit them cheap ass payless shoes you got on Don't want no beef no mo hoe Now that they know who I rep with You still aint figured out what a hoe supposed QB NIGGA!!! to look like Who I rep with Look at you motherfucka here QB NIGGA!!! [repeat] Huh bitch? How you gunna catch some dates lookin like [Verse 2 - 50 Cent] that hoe? Ya'll niggas better sober up before ya'll speak Bitch get off the sidewalk and into the street to me, don't come at me high Bitch the sidewalk is for pimpin bitch! Last rapper that raised his voice to me, got japped in da eye [Fades] Now if I say I'm gone get you, I'ma get ya On da strength of da inf, from long range I can hit ya 18 . Who U Rep With [Feat.Nas & You find out them niggas who wit ya ain't Bravehearts] - 50 Cent even wit ya After da gem stars split ya, you need an MD to [Verse 1 - Nas] stitch ya Hats off, to da rich ones who flash and floss Peep how I use words to paint pictures Pour some liquors out to my dogs trapped up Peep how I got niggas with bodies askin' me north for ten cents to got hit ya Reminisce on the deceased who no longer Look my name up in the law book, Curtis exist Jackson Only wishin' we could bring them back with Known for creatin' action, by rapidly clappin' songs like dis Nigga I stay strapped, so much I nickname Old flicks on us chillin' wit da old time click gats Holdin' nines, thoughts of death, not our lives Got a tech I call Tina, a nine I name Nina we risk Two niggas went to see Allah afta they seen How it use to be, early morn, pumpin' in shifts her Jakes wit pale faces in the night is the scariest This QB shit, bout to take me to da next level They handcuff me, they knew my government Next crib, next Benz, next bitch, next bezel. and alias It's that real. Various calls were made up for awarin' us The D's in the marked vans and cabs [Chorus] In our land, hoodrats get stapped by niggas who forty [Verse 3 - Bravehearts (Millennium Thug, Turnin' out young lady's and make them make Horse, Jungle, Wiz)] thoughties Yo, aiyyo, who da fuck wanna war Got them coked out, the hood is bugged out I got a four four, pierce ya'll niggas jaw Thug babies, famous in they strollers You see me thugged out, iced out, Guinness Before they walk they knew the hood talk Stout It's in the air of New York Hopin' out the Range wit da gun out So everybody'll pick em up, kissin em up Smack your man down, you ran off Treatin' them like they own, in dis hood we I was gonna hit him with two, I left some for call home you Fist fight till we grown and these guns come I put four, QB rugged and raw out I got somethin' for these rap cats, fish held Circle of life, it's kinda deep how we end out. back gats Scope wit a beam on it, loc put your cream on [Chorus] it Yo them niggas that wanted beef before Shine don't scheme on it, I make your dream about it [Talking] Forever, whatever whatever get gully Ya'll niggas wanna get high, well we gonna Shots thru your leather and clothe, With your get high then skelly off This shit right here is drugs, ya'll for sell baby Break ya'll clowns off 50 Cent uh, take it how you wanna take it Yo hollow tips will flood your jacket, I don't nigga give a fuck who you be Millennium Thug, now who da fuck want it [Verse 1] with me. Yo aiyyo, aiyyo, there is six different wings in the spot, choose one I mastered the art of slap boxin' niggas in da Some get addicted, some do it for fun dark Boy my hoes are clean, just like my guns QB's big man, Horse of the Bravehearts And I keep them in a safe place, just like my I'm da Sasquash of rap, collector of gats funds Testin' macks at your bulletproof vests and I keep all my big bills, give my wifey the ones hats. Frontin' and I'll clap your ass and leave you for dead son How bout that, guns bust off, I bust back Niggas who know me, know how I get down, When trucks backfire, I bust back I'm fresh out the pound How bout that, stomp a muhfuckin' rib out ur NYPD crit the flip, get on some New York back undercover shit Ya'll niggas ain't gangsta rap, ya'll click like Fuck wit dogs you ain't familiar wit, and get Josey and the Pussycats bit When we come around da front, stop. Niggas scripted through the hit, for some paper and shit Uh huh, ya'll can't fuck around ya'll get It's all about the cash, keep it in a stash dropped Some niggas talk shit wit they ass, I see When guns pop, who's tellin' through them like glass Twin barrel nines wavin' and yellin', QB Popo lookin' for me, for some shit I did in the NIGGA WHAT past Two-time felon, straight to da melon, straight If you don't like me at first, I'm gonna grow on to da dome you like a rash Send a nigga back, get da shells, go straight This rap shit, I got it in smash, I'm built to last home Feel the wrath, I bust that ass, sit back and Never slip, my +Ill Will+ to survive is so deep laugh (haha) Can't sleep, cousin to death, makes me weak Pullin' triggers at my shadow, Bravehearts pop [Chorus: repeat 2X] up You don't have to respect a nigga, but respect Wiz, Jungle and Horse shot your block up. his cash Cause for the money, niggas will murder that [Chorus 2] ass Them niggas that wanted war before I came up fast, I watched a lot of gats blast Don't want no war no mo The power of the dollar (the cash, the cash) Now that they know who I rep wit QB NIGGA!! [Verse 2] Who I rep wit Nigga don't you ever forget, I call the shots QB NIGGA!! [repeat] I run the spots, extort your pops, flossin' drops I'm "Livin Off Xperience" like Lox, I'm hot Check what I got, shorty got knocked 20. Power Of The Dollar - 50 Cent Comin' up out the capsule spot On the uptown block, he couldn't run from the cops So my man got shot In a jet black Brasada, across the street from 21. The Realest Nigga [Feat.Notorious BIG] his mom's crib on his block - 50 Cent I told him get them niggas that cash, they murdered that ass [Intro]Before Shots Queens you heard im a Niggas told 'em slow down, he was movin' too Florida boy but im gonna shout yall niggas out fast cause i got number love for New York niggas Heard the shot, went through his face after the you heard(Haha!) glass, he crashed Hit the three on his niggas grass, the cattle [Intro] said it got low fast I love niggas! I love niggas! The kid who had it done was a crude fella Cause niggas are me! Who woulda thought he wile out over that And I should only love that which is me mozzarella I love to see niggas go through changes We ain't know them, but now we know better I love to see niggas shoot through shit (55)Not to fuck with his cheddar, his man And to all niggas that do it I love pack a beretta He won't hesitate to squeeze that, over that [B.I.G.] green back To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!) Believe that, now niggas know that he's back To all my Uptown (You niggas understand?!) To all my Bronx (It's war nigga) [Chorus] To all my Queensbridge (I'll blow you away)

[Verse 3] [Verse: B.I.G.] I ain't got a worry in the world, if it's beef, Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls don't sing it, bring it grips it quick Parents warn their kids, about people like me And kicks it quick, you know how black I'm out of order, I turn your only daughter, niggas get into a transporter With the hoods fatigues with the boots with Before I die, I'm gonna see more blow than trees Rich Porter (woo) Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's 50 Cent, don't get it fucked up for greens, I for Hittin' buckshots at niggas that open spots greens On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin Let it go back to Smith, I dissect it you I check and correct it, flow perfected Pimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos I make shit hectic, I wreck shit, nigga check it Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose If you ain't tryin' to feel the flames from the blast Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox Respect a nigga cash Grip the glock, when I walk down the My smile will rock niggas to sleep, pack heat crowded blocks Fuck the police, handle beef on the street Just in case a nigga wanna act out On a scale of 1 to 10, I'm a 9 with 2 MM's I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin If your man want to get involved, I'll bring it back out to him That's a real nigga for ya Niggas been wantin' me dead, I'm still here kid They send their dogs to come get me [Chorus: 50 Cent] (x2) They wet shit, but they ain't hit me We the realest nigga Word in the hood is 50, shifty 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Niggas they don't want to go against me Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Cause they know I hunt your ass alive Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho! Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit [Verse: B.I.G.] Even bootlegged you know, bump my shit, When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths bitch! Just in case dread wanna riff He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very [Chorus] Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried We the realest nigga That's a real nigga for ya 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga your lawyer Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho! She don't give a fuck about your ass anyway Up Northbound, first stop Watertown and fish I got 50 Cent scale, I got G-Unit where the hand scales are real ill D-Twizzy's in this bitch You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain With Obie Triiiiice remover So watch what you say Ha hahhh, yo G, pass the buddha Before you call our name If you say one more thing [Chorus] It won't be nice We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga [Verse: Eminem] Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Here we go Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga I shoulda known Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho! I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit sooner or later [Verse: 50 Cent] You little haters are too jealous of us to love When I was young my M.O. was to go hand in us hand You ain't it And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger G-Unit made it Bread Man And Obie's comin I cut ya new case, and tell her ass "catch me if D-Twizzy's comin you can" You sick to your stomach Don't let them people fill you up wit octane 50% is 50 Cent I'm not playin The other 50% is who's color skin it is Get gassed up to get blast up Well if you're even considering takin our label Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down down Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit North Seed You better find our building and fly a fucking Papa plane into it 50 Cent, I'll break yo punk ass so propa' But I ain't tryin to get too intriqette into it Theres no place like home, New York, New I'm just tryin to give you a little hint for your York own benefit I run this city, and now I dance around like Cuz then it's gunna get to the point where it Diddy escalates into some other shit Niggas is giddy, till they smacked silly Then Im a flip Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want Then Im a get to stompin in my Air Force drama really One's Pussy niggas get hard from singing my lyrics Won't be able to tell if it's two pairs or it's one like Milly Vanilly It's gunna feel like there's so many feet kickin Even the hood they feel me {*gun cocked*} you hah! I'm on fire! You think that Nike just made these into cleat tennis shoes "Man SHUT the fuck up" I don't know what it is or what it could be "Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down" But I get a woody when these pussy's try to "You see that brick house right there" push me "That's the nigga crib when he come out you Thinkin they gon' put me in the position to gotta tighten his ass up" pickle me "I'ma get in the other car" Ya'll tickle me pink "Aight" [a car revs up] I think I'd just rather have pink tiggle me [gunshots] Hickory dickory dock tickoty tock tickety a little bit of the diggity dock diggity [Chorus: 50 Cent] Mixed with a little bit of the jiga jig jiga If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama With a small pinch of Biggie really means nothin Look at me, I'm just the bomb diggity To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out) We the realest label There's no time to cock it, no way you can Don't try to act like you don't feel our label stop it Cuz we gon' fuck around and kill your label When niggas run up on you wit them thangs Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, Shady Records, out (thangs out) we the label fa sho I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught We the realest label The DA can play this motherfuckin tape in Don't try to act like you don't feel our label court Cuz we gon' fuck around and steal your I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm people sayin, homie I ain't playin Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, we gon' kill yo Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, fuckin' label fa sho hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin Shady in the place to be seen And I got what it takes to rock the mic [50 Cent] RIGHT! Keep thinkin I'm candy till ya fuckin skull get Still watch what you say to me punk cuz I'm popped off probation in less then 6 MONTHS! And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da- box hahaha In the hood summer time is the killing season shady records It's hot out this bitch that's a good 'nuff reason still aftermath and I've seen gangsta's get religious when they dont think we dont hear you motherfuckers start bleedin talkin Sayin "Lord, Jesus Help Me" cause they ass cos we do, we see y'll leakin but we just gonna sit back fo a minute and When they window roll down and that A.K. watch the fuck y'll do come out You can squeeze ya lil handgun until you run YOung Z out And you can run for ya back-up But them machine gun shells gone tear ya 22. Heat - 50 Cent back up God's on ya side, shit I'm aight wit that [Skit] We reload them clips and come right back "Aye you want some of this shit" It's a fact homie, you go against me ya fucked "Naw, I don't want that shit" I get the drop, if you can duck, ya luckier then "I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit" Lady Luck "And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a nigga" Look nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood Fin'nin to run rap cuz Dr. Dre got the recipe Cuz ya momma still around dog, and that ain't (the recipe, recipe) good If you was smart you'd be shook of me Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre Cuz I'd get tired of lookin for ya, spray ya You got me feelin real bulletproof up in this momma crib, and let ya ass look motherfucker for me Cuz my windows on my motherfuckin Benz is bulletproof nigga [Chorus] Cuz my motherfuckin vest is bulletproof nigga Cuz my motherfuckin hat is bulletproof nigga [50 Cent] But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a My heart bleeds for you nigga, I can't wait to fuckin concussion get to you Better that then a hole in the head right nigga, Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the heh heh ha ha bitch in you Nigga you know the streets talk So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks 23. Fully Loaded Clip - 50 Cent I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride till the sun burn out [Intro] If I die today, I'm happy how my life turned High-speed Ferrari movement out 3rd lane switching lanes, what's up? See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by Brooklyn, what's up? myself For rock, what's up? Locked up I was in a box by myself I done made myself a millionaire by myself [Chorus] Now, shit changed motherfucker I can hire While Jay and Beyonce was (mm mm), kissin' some help I was cookin' one thousand grams in my I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the kitchen hood While Nas was tellin' Kelis, "I love you, boo" But ya shooter fin'nin to get get shot it won't I was shinin' my nine, you know how I do do 'em no good I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit With a pistol I define the definition of pain I got-I got a fully loaded clip If you survive ya bones'll still fuckin hurt I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit when it rain (yeah) Oh you a pro at playin battleship well this ain't I got-I got a fully loaded clip the same Lil homie this is a whole different type of war [Verse 1] game You want a problem with me? - no problem, See the losers and up in shackles of it's all good motherfuckin chains I ain't fresh out the hood, I'm still in the hood Or laid out in the streets leakin out they brains Black rims, black henny, nigga see me when you see me [Chorus] I appear and disappear with the heater like Houdini [50 Cent] They parry with bullshit - get you ass popped After the fist fights it's gunfire boy you get the Don't believe me - ask Fam, they got his head best of me (best of me) shot If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't I'm in the cut like germs, I do dirt like worms go testin me (testin me) Smoke weed, now I'm sure, nigga it's my turn All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on I fire on you ass, them hollow-tips burn, baby blessin me (blessin me) burn (anti-authority)I'm screamin' "Fuck the cops!", When Trina was tellin' Wayne, "I love you, 'fore I 'round my glock boo" Test my pistol on my bitch, nigga fuck that she was just runnin' games, she told Buck that box! too That's how P. got knocked, that's how jewl got I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit drop I got-I got a fully loaded clip But Dre beat that nigga, go 'head, repeat that I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit nigga I got-I got a fully loaded clip You might learn a little summin' if you learn to stop frontin' [Outro w/ ad-libs "I got - I got fully loaded My nigga look easy on three p's b-p's, rollin' clip"] locc-in' Now nigga, let me show you what I do this I'm runnin' with the Dope-man right here! Now, the rugger hold 16! [Chorus] I put 16 in the clip, I put it in - I got that! When Janet and Jermaine was (mm mm), One in the head, 'til it fell! kissin' I put another one in it the clip, I put it back! I was baggin' one thousand grams in my Let the bullets burn! kitchen When Puffy just tellin' Cam, "I love you, boo" I was shinin' my nine, you know how I do I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit 25. I Don’t Need ‘Em - 50 Cent I got-I got a fully loaded clip I got a fully loaded clip, I be on that shit [Intro] I got-I got a fully loaded clip Yeah It is what it is man [Verse 2] Uh huh Have the dice game, I'm bet it all, you hear what I'm sayin'? [Verse 1] Take grand and I fall better nigga, I ain't Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the playin' crime scene taped off I tryna git it, holla at me if you with it It started off a robbery, they blew half his face And lace up the chuckas, with can off motherfuckers They seen him shinin', course full of diamonds My stomach is growlin', they say that I'm he bought willin' Grindin', his foot slipped off the ladder of I'm doin' my numbers, I'm gittin' violent success he was climbin' They hearin' me rap and they think that I'm The D's came through, asked the niggas if they playin' knew what happened Till they see the barrel and they see the flame Somehow my name end up in anything that I need full co-operation man, give us the chain involves clappin' The watch, the ring and the grill - we ain't Detectives at my mama crib, they say they playin' wanna question me I fire that thing, it sound insane They put me in a line up last time and they Holla, I got that nose candi mayne arrested me When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got [Chorus] the recipe When Jeezy and Keysha was (mm mm), I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess kissin' with me I was baggin' one thousand grams in my I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to kitchen make stacks A little weed, a little X, a little H, a little crack I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent niggas to touch Figure, I push it to the limit, take this shit to ya the max Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat [Chorus] Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm I tell niggas to suck my dick First to let off, last to run, everytime its on Get the fuck out my face Cause I don't need 'em [Chorus] Cause they're never around I tell niggas to suck my dick When I'm down Get the fuck out my face Shot and I'm bleedin' Cause I don't need 'em Cause they're never around [Outro] When I'm down What? Shot and I'm bleedin' Who said they gonna do somethin' to me You must be out your rabbid ass mind [50 Cent] Fuck around and kill one of these niggas What, niggas yeah Is there a mothafuckin' problem nigga Oh yeah 26. Rotten Apple - 50 Cent That's what I thought so, pussy [50 Cent] [Verse 2] I'm on parole, I used to be on probaaaaaation niggas be talkin' about me, they always callin' I'm with my gun I get full coporaaaaaation me crazy I tell you "take it off" no hesitaaaaaation Fuck them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the Nigga you play around, I lay you down eighties That's how it's goin' down Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you Don't play wit' me, I don't have patieeeeeents know thats a lie My headachin', and I need my nigga you look at me wrong, I'll let that medicaaaaaaation hammer fly Niggaz be hatin', they don't know what they I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my faaaaaacin' mind Nigga you play around, I lay you down Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in That's how it's goin' down his prime I be in court throwin' signs like I'm a When I say move, nigga move or get caught in maaaaaason the cross fire Nigga witness against me, I'ma eraaaaaase 'em Up a fence runnin, cut my fuckin' hand on a If they try an runaway, I'ma chaaaaaaase 'em barb wire Now with the pound, and I'm a lay 'em down Shits crazy, just a different day, its the same That's how it's goin' down shit Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole [Chorus] fuckin' brain split Better watch how you talk They sit, they see me in the Ashton Martin Better watch where you walk What's the matter, they can't get that Hoopty On the streets of New York started That's how we get down Thought they was grindin', well goddamn 22's on the jeep where that money at Somthin' deep in the seat Thought you was fucked, cause you was lettin' When we creep wit the heat paper stack That's how we get down You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta [50 Cent] Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk flippin'" Stick up kids don't live long in New York "Shot my man over 7 grams, that nigga be Fuck around and catch the wrong jukes on the trippin'" street I know death is promised, I don't fear gettin' Get caught slippin', then get hit wit' like three murked In every hood in the US, I'm that nigga they It's when a nigga half-way killa ya homie, it feelin' hurts Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villan Now we can hit the club and get it crunked I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' Or you could start some shit, and I could hit right you with Teachin' the hoodrats what Cristal taste like the pump, you can have it how you want I put 60 on wrist, 12 on my fist, 100 on my But I know you like my style (Uh-Huh) neck Ya like how I break it down, wanna get rich? We in the hood nigga schemin', what you I'll show you how, take this pack, pump these expect? pieces My S on 22's leave ya hos confuuuuuused That's how we get down On the track ready to choose, like "Daddy we want you" [Chorus] My love live ain't change, the shorties still hug Better watch how you talk me Better watch where you walk Bullet wound in my face, and bitches still love On the streets of New York me That's how we get down Now Nelly told you how them country boys 22's on the jeep talk Somthin' deep in the seat I came to teach you how we put it down in When we creep wit the heat New York That's how we get down That's how we get down

[Chorus] 27. Maybe We Crazy - 50 Cent Better watch how you talk Better watch where you walk [Intro 50 Cent] On the streets of New York Yeah, uhu, let's take 'em there, yeah That's how we get down 22's on the jeep [Verse 1 50 Cent] Somthin' deep in the seat Sonny did ten years in the fed joint, he half When we creep wit the heat way out That's how we get down He aint home, his ass in a halfway house Correctional facilities don't correct shit [50 Cent] Cause the first thing he asked is who gotta get In the city, a young buck'll tell you how the hit mac spit a shoot out in 89' fucked up how he walk O.G. give 'em the word, you gonna get yo' ass He a grimey ass nigga, you should hear how hit he talk I don't know why niggaz like to talk bad about should shoot the shepard in the head and da me sheep ill scatter, I'm the richest nigga they know without a let niggas talk cause action is all that matters, G.E.D. I asked about Barnes he sucked his teeth and Man it could be the money, it could be the ice said he was soft, It could be they'd like to be me and can't live Said the boys up in Otisville was breakin him my life off You should here they be sayin' man "50 be can you picture him in the yard, niggas yokin him up without a strap, and you gon getcha ass layed treatin him like a pin cushion, pokin him up down He came home actin like he hard as fuck Must want a first class ticket to see god Uh [Verse 3 50 Cent] huh Everbody know Education shot Jamal over he stick his chest out tellin' niggas he don't short paper back down He on the run you want a nigga hit son he'll wait until he find out Sonny’s back 'round take it heard Wise got shot up over some punk shit [ChorusX2 50 Cent] In the club beefin' with niggas over some Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came dumb bitch up, They say Willy was caked up off them credit nigga front, that somethin gon go down, card scams Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want, started a pyramid, the nigga took the money without a strap, and you gon getcha ass layed and ran down Heard he was outta town ridin round in the pound [Verse 2 50 Cent] Chrome spinnin' 545 I no lie ask how, My nigga Los comin home soon he up there in Out on VA, Hampton homecoming he cruise Fort Dix by, It's on when he come home cause he can get He run in to the niggas that he beat, he gon die 'nuff bricks E must’ve caught a jooks the D's flashin' his I was young he taught me not to run, I popped mugshot my gun par you know it's his M.O. to run up in them crack You can ask Scarlata ??? and Amar spots them niggas used to hit banks back in the days His sister, she aight, big hips, lil waist, big tits they embedded in my brain young crime does Pretty face, we fucked on the staircase pay Lisa that’s my bitch she freak off with a nigga, New Cadillacs and Bonnevilles the very next shit day Man I gotta call that bitch I just look and learn, I ain't have much to say Legs ill squeeze the life out you like a boa [ChorusX2 50 Cent] constrictor Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came Fuck a headlock, im talking bout extortion up, nigga nigga front, that somethin gon go down, Apply pressure, its hot, get the fuck out the Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want, kitchen without a strap, and you gon getcha ass layed When niggas pay you every Friday you aint down got to stick em At the dice game if Ace roll a six it's no problem 28. Position Of Power - 50 Cent But if he roll a ace he gon pull out and rob him losin, a little is alot, when niggas is starvin' [Intro:] Man the drama in my hood is goin down Ha, ha,ha regardless I told niggas not to shoot dice with me Look at this stack [ChorusX2 50 Cent] I got money Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came I got money up, Ha, ha, ha nigga front, that somethin gon go down, Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want, [50 Cent:] Aww nigga don't trip You fuck around if you wanna I'll kill you if you fuck with my grip I won't hesitate to let off a clip [Verse 2 - 50 Cent:] Aww nigga don't trip Where I'm from, you learn to blend in or get You're gonna make me get on some shit touched Run up on you quick I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk What's up? You're whipped with a crutch Aww nigga don't trip Niggas know my stage, they don't fuck with You're gonna get you monkey ass hit me son Run in you whip tryna fuck with my clique You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed Aww nigga don't trip you my gun Case you didn't know who this is This is that Ferrari F-50 shit, it's real laid back It's 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit Type shit you recline to in the Maybach Aww nigga don't trip I got two shooters now, on the run from the fuzz [Verse 1 - 50 Cent:] You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get I come through your hood, stuntin' in my for one 'cause yellow lam I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, Murcielago, top down, nigga damn chrome and some wood grain I'm the biggest crook from New York since You know a nigga still really tryna move cane son of Sam Make a little extra money on the side mayn Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word Thinkin' the east ain't enough, it's time to Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche expand chirpin' (I'm making moves) I plan to head out west and plant my feet down I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred A nigga big as King Kong in the street now grand from crack I do a little house shoppin', and buy me a crib Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack Its palm trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot [Chorus - 50 Cent:] me some flicks Nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder Have some supermodel bitches come and suck I got what you need, them trees, that hard, that on some dick powder My mom turn in her grave if I married a white My niggas we gee packs, every hour on the chick hour But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the shit position of power Niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a You fuck around if you wanna little charm Thirty carrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weed in the bong 29. Just A Lil Bit - 50 Cent

[Chorus - 50 Cent:] (Intro) Nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder Yeah I got what you need, them trees, that hard, that Shady powder Aftermath My niggas we gee packs, every hour on the G-Unit unit hour They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the [Verse 1] position of power Damn baby all I need is a lil bit A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that hear Get it crackin' in the club when you hear this System thumpin', party jumpin', I said loud shit and clear Drop it like its hot, get to workin' that back Girl shake that thang, yeah work that thang [Chorus] Let me see you go up and down All a nigga really need is a lil bit Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit Can you make it go round and round We can head to the crib in a lil bit I can show ya how I live in a lil bit I step up in the club, I'm like who you with I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit school Get to lickin' and ...... a lil bit On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do [Bridge] I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you You know you got me feelin' right (ya heard Better listen, when I talk,nigga don't trip me) Yo' heat in the car, mine's in this bitch My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya I ain't tryna beef, I'm tryna get my drink on heard me) Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on I ain't playin', I'ma tryna fuck tonight (ya I'ma kick it at the bar till its time to go heard me) Then I'ma get in shorty ear and I'ma let her Clothes off, face down, ass up, c'mon know [Chorus x2] [Chorus] All a nigga really need is a lil bit All a nigga really need is a lil bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit not a lot baby girl just a lil bit We can head to the crib in a lil bit We can head to the crib in a lil bit I can show ya how I live in a lil bit I can show ya how I live in a lil bit I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil bit Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit Get to lickin' and ...... a lil bit Get to lickin' and ...... a lil bit

(Verse 2) This is 50, comin' out your stereo hard to tell though coz I switch the flow eyez I lil low coz I twist the dro pockets on swell coz I move the o's My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze Come get ya bitch, she on me dawg She musta heard about the dough Now captain come on and save a hoe I get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain Number one on the chart, all the time mayn When the kid in the house, I turn it out (6)Keep the dance floor packed, that's without a doubt And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn She back it up on me I'm like oh mayn I get close enough to her so I know she can 30. Disco Inferno - 50 Cent on. Hollerin' at these snakes in da club tryin' to get [Hook x2] right, Lil' mama show me how you move it, we gonna be up in this bitch 'til we break Go ahead put ya back into it, daylight. Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake... shake... shake that ass girl. [Hook x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it, [Verse 1] Go ahead put ya back into it, Go, Go, Go, 50 in the house - bounce, y'all Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, already know what I'm about. Shake.. shake.. shake that ass girl. The flow sounds sicker over Dre' drums nigga, I ain't stupid - I see Doc and my dope come [Verse 3] quicker. You see me shinin', lit up with diamonds as I Whoa! stay grindin'. Shorty' hips is hypnotic, she moves is so Uh-huh. erotic, but watch - I'm like bounce that assss Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley girl. coupe and switchin lanes. I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, U see me rollin, you know I'm holdin, I'm front in here, we'll thump in here. about my paper, yeah. Oooohh. Nigga I'm serious, I ain't playin', I'm embeded (33)I'm so gutter, so ghetto, so hood. in ya brain, I'm off the chain. So gully, so grimey, what's good? G-Unit! Outside, the Benz on dubs - Next level now, turn it up a notch. I'm in the club wit the snubs - don't start Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot. nothin', it won't be nothin'. Front on me, oh no, you know I'm loco. Uuuhhh. Hands up on the dance floor, ok let's go!

[Hook x2] [Hook x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it, Lil' mama show me how you move it, Go ahead put ya back into it, Go ahead put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake.. shake.. shake that ass girl. Shake.. shake.. shake that ass girl.

[Verse 2] Let's party, everybody stand up. 32. Piggy Bank - 50 Cent Everybody put ya hands up. Let's party, everybody bounce wit me. Sip champagne and burn a little greenery. [Chorus x2- 50 Cent] This hot. Clickity clank clickity clank Disco Inferno, let's go. The money goes into my piggy bank You are now rockin wit a pro. I get toed to flip dough to get more, fo sho'. [Bridge- 50 Cent] Get my drank on nigga on the dance floor. I'll get atcha, my knife cuts ya skin Look homie I don't dance all i do is this. I'll get atcha, blow shots at ya man It's the same 2-step wit a lil' twist. I'll get atcha, Tupac don't pretend Listen pimpin' I ain't new to this, I'm true to I'll get atcha, I'll put that to an end this. Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this shit. [Verse 1- 50 Cent] You mix a lil' Cris with a little Don Perignon. That shit is oh, don't be screamin' get at me And a lil' Hennessy, you know we 'finna carry dawg Have you runnin' for ya life when I match ya Kelis said her milkshake brings all the boys to boy the yard I get to wavin' that semi, like its legal Then Nas went and tattooed the bitch on his A lil nigga hurt his arm lettin' off that eagle arm You know me, black on black bentley, big ol' I mean that way out in Cali, niggas know these black nine guns I'll clap your monkey ass, get black on black First thing they say about you, is you a sucker crime for love Big ol' chrome rims, clean you know why I This is chess, not checkers, these are warning shine shots C'mon man, you know how I shine After your next move I'll give you what I got I'm in the hood, in the drop, Teflon vinyl top Got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, why I [Chorus x2- 50 Cent] don't hear no shots Clickity clank clickity clank That fat nigga thought Lean Back was "In Da The money goes into my piggy bank Club" My shit sold 11 mill, his shit was a dud [Bridge- 50 Cent] Jada don't fuck with me if you wanna eat Yeah yeah, get more money, more money Cause I'll do your lil ass like Jay did Mobb Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more Deep money Yeah homie, in New York, niggas like your Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more vocals money But thats only New York dawg, your ass is Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more local money Yeah [Chorus x2- 50 Cent] Clickity clank clickity clank [Bridge- 50 Cent] The money goes into my piggy bank I'll get atcha, I'll punch out your grill I'll get atcha, let off that blue steal [Bridge- 50 Cent] I'll get atcha, nigga I'm for real Yeah yeah, get more money, more money I'll get atcha, you'll get your ass killed Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more money [Outro- 50 Cent] Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more Yeah money Yeah Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more Hahahaha money Ya'll niggas gotta do somethin' now man Yeah All that shoot 'em up shit ya'll be talkin' You gotta do somethin' baby [Verse 2- 50 Cent] I mean, I mean c'mon man everybody's Banks shit sells, Buck shit sells, Game shit listenin' sells nigga everybody's listenin' I'm rich as hell, Shyne poppin' off his mouth Hahahaha from a cell I know you ain't gon' just let 50 do you like (53)He don't want it with me, he in PC that I can have a nigga run up on him with a shank I mean damn rep your hood nigga For just a few pennies out my piggy bank nigga you hard right? Yayo, bring the condoms, I'm in room 203 Pop off Freak bitch look like Kim before the surgeory Yayo get mobs niggas on the phone Its an emergency, a Michael Jackson see And tell the niggas I said grip up Looked at a picture and said she looks like me niggas got a green light on these monkies I'm in a big white Benz, on a hot sunny day, I Hahahaha call up the milk truck and shit I have ya hoe, eyeballin' at the light, damn pimpin', you should take time to check that bitch You saw me ridin through the hood, actin' like its all good, but I'm lookin' for a jux and shit 34. This Is 50 - 50 Cent In the middle of the night, you can turn on ya lights, I mean my niggas in ya crib "This Is 50" (58)nigga holla if there's a problem, and your niggas got drama, I got burners for sell and [Intro] shit This is 50 Got the macs, got the nines, got them tecks all the time, holo-tips and the extra clips [Chorus] I don't know what you take me for [Chorus x2] I really don't play that shit I don't know what you take me for I ain't got to get you hit I really don't play that shit I get out myself and spray that shit I ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit [Verse 1] I got a itchy itchy trigger finger, nigga its a [Bridge] killa in me not to spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got enough ammo shots to blow I up a hole everything about me be gangsta in every mothafucka out this bitch Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I I unload then reload, when you get hit I won't hesitate to pop or shank ya supposed you gon' be strong enough to take Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over this shit they can hustle and I'm in your shit I'm in the hood ridin' round with a chrome fo' Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over pound, can you see thru the windows see tints you don't listen you gon' get ya ass hit I do dirt, the gat bussa, get to kickin' up dust, 'fore the jakes come around here kid [Outro] niggas get knocked if they start askin' This is 50 question, my name end up in all types of shit Yeah I be a gangsta, a nigga till I die fo' sho', nigga cherish me whether I'm poor or I'm filthy rich Like the water you drink Now what you know about movin' that Like the air you breathe Pervuian and flake for that cake, I get rid of You need me to live them bricks Yeah

[Chorus x2] I don't know what you take me for 35. In My Hood - 50 Cent I really don't play that shit [Verse 1] I ain't got to get you hit Niggas screw they face up at me I get out myself and spray that shit On some real shit son, they don't want beef I cock that, aim that shit out the window [Verse 2] Spray, there ain't a shell left in my heat Man I gotta have shoes, you know chrome Ya'll niggas better lay down, yeah I mean stay 22's, everytime I get a brand new whip down I rolled around in a 5, till my money got right, Get hit with a K round, ya ass ain't gon' make then I went back and got that six it You niggas gon' get layed out in blood and ya Shots go off at the dice game, all you see is brains out 'em runnin' Have you on the concrete, shiverin' and They make it harder and harder to pump on shakin' the block I'm from Southside mothafucka, where the I'm a hustler, how the fuck I'm supposed to eat gats explode when its hot If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll niggas'll heat ya ass up cause they heart turns [Chorus] cold In my hood Now you can be a victim or you can lock and niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where load without my strap The party jump, with shorty bouncin' that ass In my hood I won't fuck, gimme a second, I'ma holla, I'ma A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't see whats up know how to act I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in my In my hood trunk niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with Carve ya ass up nice, you play me like a punk my gat In my hood [Chorus] niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin' In my hood around to buck back niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where In my hood without my strap In my hood [Verse 3] A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't That house party off the hook, until the shots know how to act go off In my hood Well thats what you get for stuntin' on my niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with block show off my gat Uhh you shit out of luck if niggas catch you In my hood slippin' niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin' Crack money slow so you know niggas is around to buck back trippin' In my hood Shorty down there, on the Queens track takin' a whippin' [Verse 2] Shit, bitch get out a pocket, she needs some I don't trust a mothafuckin' soul when the D's discipline come they fool Peep the fiends, shootin' diesel in his arm in On my first case they told, where I'm from it the alley ain't safe Look at the chrome spinners spinnin' on that To have more than a 8th, niggas'll come to black DeNalli your place The grimey niggas where I'm from, they Put a gun in your face, tell ya open the safe wanna see you chipped up As your heart starts to race cause a robbery You shine, they gon' ?? and shoot your whip could turn into a homo-case up Co-opperate or Doc will have to op-porate, It ain't good to do good in my hood [Gunshot] niggas will pop at you You know not to do good now Run the light, then pop at Jake, trust me son, niggas will go hard for that cake [Chorus] These thirsty niggas will lurk, then you'll have In my hood to catch 'em and murk 'em niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where I'm observin' in my hood, these niggas be without my strap dumbin' In my hood A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't now know how to act I mean right now" In my hood The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as my gat hell In my hood I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin' Probably have to clap him run and toss the around to buck back nine In my hood I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped What Jigga just sold like 4 mil? He got somethin to live for 36. How To Rob - 50 Cent Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door I'll man handle Casã like "Duke get on the "How To Rob" ground" (feat. The Madd Rapper) You ain't with Mary no more where gettin chips from now? [Madd Rapper] I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they The art of getting robbed found me This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you Steve know not to wear that platinum shit know what I'm sayin? around me I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick [50 Cent] I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P enough of school shit that, shit, it's time to OD Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a don't think deal About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal mink You better recognize nigga I'm straight from I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then the street run These industry niggaz startin to look like This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon somethin to eat catch me son? I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You wanna see her again?" [Madd Rapper] Get your ass down to the nearest ATM [(Chorus) 2x] I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch This aint serious And I'll wake up early and bounce with all Being broke can make you delirious your shit So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger When I apply pressure,son it aint even funny 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga? I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money [50 Cents] Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Have Keith sweatin starin down the barrel Grammies from my nine And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound be fam Like you gimme the cash and u put the hot I put the gun to Cardan tell him, "Tell your dog down man I figured it out Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass don't wanna be a playa no more For real yo you know what I'm sayin? Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU!! Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it PAY ME!! goes down Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a him regular nigga DMX wanna get down well you tell homey It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By want it My Lonely+ 50 Cents ain't fuckin around I should rob Clue man his shit did well Track Masters ain't fuckin around I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around I hit the studios take niggaz jewels and leave The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, rings watch your pockets Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty Watch everybody on the train, watch three everybody on the bus Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them not up Fuck the cab the coroners pickin him up Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to stall 37. I’m A Hustler - 50 Cent ya He said "Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin "I'm A Hustler" But Love_ for ya!" Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece Rule number one don't go against the grain Told him I want it all he said, "Even my gold Rule number two give respect where respect teeth?" due I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Rule number three if you get knocked play jeep games and say names One at a time get out and take off your shine [gun click sound] the 45 will tear you out the Did you ever think that you would be this frame rich? Its like the rich get richer and the poor don't Did you ever think that you would have these get fuckin thing hits? To me ain't nothin changed but the things my Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine? money bring And walk off with your shit like it's mine? My style will leave you aggy like them cats in I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livin' jail I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins Whos peoples got pleany money actin like Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn they ain't got bail Givens I feel for you niggas gettin shot while I'm I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C sayin this rhyme That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP Or niggas in the mess hall gettin shot on chow I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the lines floor An old timer schooled me said don't burn He asked me if I had enuff I told him "Gimme bridges my friend Some More" Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel swim I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods I watch the fifth melt a nigga on the sidewalk People of New York Me and shorty saw from afar and had a talk [Madd Rapper] He said I told em if he came around I'd clap [chorus] him, I gave him my word Look at his head its still shakin he had alot of I fear no man for death is all thats promised nerve I got niggas standin in line waitin to hear me spit [chorus] From eighty six to ninety six the game went (Jadakiss sample: If it wasn't for the flow from sugar to shit I'd probably have to double Back bubble This for you niggas in the background dyin to crack) shine [Jay-Z sample: yea yea I'm a hustler] I hate you like fiends who ask for a dime for [3x] nine [chorus] Don't nothin change in the game but faces and names (19)Yo when the fed come in the game loyalty Skate to wait to date and the jake is limited Hardcore niggas start actin feminine [chorus] With the feds you do eighty five percent of your time 38. Forgive me – 50cent Duke you get ten you'll damn near do nine Hate a liar more than I hate thief Barely raised by my dysfunctional fam A thief is only after my salary a liar is after Here I stand as a dysfunctional man my reality Quicktempered, short-fused, and pissed at The streets I know'em like my ABC's God Stay away from the D's and stack ya cheese Demons pullin at my soul 'til it's ripped apart Try to see three hundred g's fore you see three Secret's out momma that fire I started it hundred C's Fuck the fireman logic of the closet by the Tree top to feel the breeze co connect for key's wire shit Yo bitches sexin me take me to ecstacy What's positive about a father that bust nuts Once I nut (ahh oh shit) I don't want 'em next then wussed up to me And a momma that don't show her son enough If its on mother fucker believe I'm gonna ride love I'm the type to swallow my blood fore I Shit, that's why I run from my first son swallow my pride And force these chickenhead bitches to get Letters on my shirt read DKNY abortions Got grimy niggas runnin with me from BKNY I'm married to game, my mistress is fame My girl Paq the closest, she know I ain't gon' [Chorus] change Go insane in a world evil as ours They say I don't sound like a killer well how a I done shot at houses, people and cars killer sound The deeper the scars, the worst is the history I bet I grab a foe pound and back that ass God you ain't gotta forgive me, just don't down forget me, you hear me? See many men live baby and many men die Many men get drunk puff lah and stay high [Chorus: 50 Cent] Here's a jewel love you enemies and hate your Lord forgive me, for I've sinned friends Over and over again just to stay, on top Your enemies remain the same friends always I recall memories, filled, with sin change Over and over again.. and again I don't quit that theres more that one way to skin a cat [Proof] You can get him in the face dog or down his And most importantly I'm tryin to support my back seeds All bullshit aside now its time to be honest Can't seem to get away from them courtin fees Embroidery, on my hood across my heart disorderly [Chorus - 2X] Breakin in houses of people who ain't got more than me 39. "Fuck You" Accordingly, I move in error Gotta face the fact though I can't fool this [Chorus: scratching] mirror Pain In Da Ass "Fuck You" [3x] Neglected my daughter and tryin to blame on Styles "I don't give a fuck" [3x] how I was brought up Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are" like I'm a product of this environment, why Pain In The Ass " Fuck You" ain't I shot up? Nas "Niggaz is this and that" Got up today like "Why you let me breathe Big Pun "I'm even, even better than before" again?" Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are" And with each breath I feel death is creepin in Pain In Da Ass "Fuck you" Thinkin sinners are winners and I'ma finish Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, last I'm just the best" My pen and pad record my life as each minute Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are" pass Pain In Da Ass "Fuck you" Passin minutes, I shook sin and shook drugs Nas "Niggaz is this and that" I did right by you but still you took Bugz Big Pun "I'm even, even better than before" Then caught me in adultery, fought me Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are" for not knowin through the dark streets you Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, walked me, talked to me I'm just the best"

[Chorus] [Verse] (31)Either I'm trippin' off the ecstasy [Proof ] Or I could feel the world turnin' It's the bliss that's a rush so rush my wrists in I'm havin' flashbacks, I can feel the shells the cuffs burnin' It's like a fight for yo' attention and love Comin' up, I was taught never back down Speakin of Bugz, give me a hint from above That's why I act the way I act now, hold the If he not you know I wanna be sent when I'm mac down done 32 shots, squeeze til there ain't a shell left Kid outta wedlock so my lady's frontin Come with my gun smokin', you can smell I love Em, cause he gave me somethin death A positive anything is better than a negative They get the first laugh, I get the last laugh nothin homie I was on the edge of death ready to jump in Hit the gas on it, pull up and mash on 'em It's hard when you can't find love anywhere There's a lot of talk in the streets about me And just because the reverend listen, don't Niggaz know, ain't nothing sweet about me mean he care Get back to questions, like "50, who shot Pops on crack with a sufferin past ya?... I dream in black and white, the world color me You think it was Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?" bad Nigga, street shit should stay in the street Other than sad, painful and stress So, keep it on the low Life is good with the webs that, tangle with But everybody who's somebody already know death A few words for any nigga that get hit the fuck Control the border, control the school up I have sinned amongst men and my soul is My advice if you get shot down, is get the yours, yours fuck up LET'S GO Have niggaz runnin' like "Jesus Comin'" [Chorus (Different Variations)] There's wet pillows in prison, niggaz cry in the dark [Verse] Cause if they did in the day, niggaz would Maaaaaaaaan question they heart I told niggaz not to fuck with me they still So when they come home, the come home push me Walking that tough walk, talking that Figured they'd get away with it cause Tone "Rockavalede" and Poke pussy Talk'll get you shot in New York - I been gone through static, shot at with BBBBLLLLATTTTT automatics Sex, money, murder, I gotta eat Since 90, when Nas came out with "Illmatic" But I aint tryin do +Hard Time+ like +Pistol If Suge was home, Death Row would be good P+ for me See, niggaz uptown understand me in the Cause Tommy Matola ain't shootin out in the street hood wit me You niggaz uptown'll "Stan" me in the street I've been shot 9 times my nigga that's why I Ha-ha walk funny Hit in the jaw once, why I talk funny [Chorus (Different Variations)] With a Ruger on my hip, I walk the street with no care 40. Born Alone, Die Alone Think my grandma's prayers the only reason Performed by 50 Cent I'm here My wrist icy, keep my ears icy, keep my neck Chorus- icy I came in this world by myself (uh huh) That's why you bitch like me, so I'm a So i don't need no friends (nope) heavyweight I rather have it this way (yeah) How dare these niggaz take me lightly? It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga) I ain't come to make friends and niggaz aint You motherfuckers gon' respect me (yeah) gotta like me Cuz i can take you off here today My own homie said "50, you done lost yo' I rather have it that way (uh huh) mind" It's ok, it's ok (whooooo) Cause I shootout in broad day, run and toss my nine Verse- Uh.. [Chorus (Different Variations)] I'm on the prowl with the hammer, hardly smile at the camera [Verse] too many niggaz is dyin', i'm spendin' time Can't find a nigga in the hood, that say "50 with my grandma (geah) ain't hot" a hundred grand in the safe, a hundred grand When I drop, I'm sound like Eminem and Kid in your face Rock a million plus in the bank, wheels scuffing the Play the block, with the watch all rocked the paint (Oh!) fuck up you handcuffin' that bitch, she dont wanna be Jukes me, A week later y'all be shot the fuck with you up all she want is your chips, my lil' nigga beat it Born a healthy baby, I wasn't always crazy too (uh huh) This aint how moma rasied me, this how the stick the heaters through, so we can party hood made me good The D's call me by my government name rare son will beat it through, brawl it out in I be dumb and shoot up parks Hollywood the Boywonder will unravel your team drop sumthin' every year, flop all of the time i'm TRL next to Avril Lavigne, all my carrots stop makin' your records, i ain't answerin' shit are green (uh) why don't you get off my dick... Bitch! the booda is purple (uh) be rude and i'll hurt you (uh) Chorus- you movin' in circles, we do it all, movies, I came in this world by myself commercials (God Damn!) So i don't need no friends (uh huh) stadiums, clubs, ladies and thugs, hood and the I rather have it this way (uh) 'burbs It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga) i'm on the red carpet cuz i'm good with my You motherfuckers gon' respect me words Cuz i can take you off here today (uh huh) i'm ready for war, i'm stackin' my chips I rather have it that way you flappin' your lips, you niggaz ain' even It's ok, it's ok hoodrich.. (Geah!) Outro- Chorus- It's ok nigga.. I came in this world by myself (uh huh) I don't need no friends.. So i don't need no friends (nope) I got money.. Hahaha I rather have it this way G-Unit...!!! It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga) You motherfuckers gon' respect me (geah) Cuz i can take you off here today I rather have it that way (uh huh) It's ok, it's ok (Ghea!)

Verse- Keep your circle official, watch them niggaz thats with you (why) outsiders'll get you, hot shit in your tissue (sue) all i need is my figures, i aint stressin' no hoes (uh) ridin' roudn with my niggaz, hand crushin' that 'Dro Fiddy made me a star, now they know who we are album top of the charts, your condo is my car (Ha) income is my chain. stash pussy is my watch (huh) you fairly new in the game, i ain't passin' the rock (na uh) all i been sensin' is hate, ever since i been straight cuz they stuck in the hood, hand crumbs in their plate (Ha) and i'm strappin' the nine, in case they wanna combine gather up on a nigga, i ain't rappin' in line (23)keep your eye on your money, stop eyeballin' mine I lick my lips like I'm L.L. MISSY ELLIOTT And I'm doin' it,and doin' it,and doin' it well Straight to the hotel I'm celibate so, boy, you gets no tail 5. I'm Really Hot - Missy Elliott Kiss, kiss and still you gets nowhere Just two blue balls down in yo' underwear [PRE-HOOK] I play unfair oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh I'm a hot gal I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm really,really Hot cars and stars and strip bars Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot And ain't hot if I'm not there I'm a true playa' [1st VERSE] You can find me up in any record store Let me holla' at the d.j. Hurry up and get chere Come on d.j. put that record on the replay Don't you see how them bitches move they [PRE-HOOK] bootay [CHORUS] Everytime you play this record, smell like coochie Look,let me move to the left Follow dem',Screamin' like a groupay Go head, let me feel myself Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochay Touch my chest my sweat For them hatas fuck whatever you say Show that d.j. how I shake my breast Because you know I'm too cool for you Jiggle,jiggle,jangle anyway Watch how my gludius dangle I'm just a bad bitch I do a 1-2 step,STOP M-I-S,Miss No,I ain't done yet I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this Everybody in the club,go to work I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list Tight jeans,crop shirts,short skirts Them otha' artist, I keep em' all restless I'm gonna' rock to the beat till' it hurt I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent I'm gonna' drop it on the street Vivica,we can share him like the president Yeah ya' heard Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven Hatas' I flip the bird sent Got guns,so what,I ain't scurred Now watch how I do this shit I came to boogie and swerve I ain't lyin' folk that's my word [PRE-HOOK] [CHORUS] [PRE-HOOK] I'm really,really hot [CHORUS] Everytime my records drop Radio says I won't stop Really-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-hot-hot-hot-hot-hot Cus' I'm killin' em' Really-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-hot-hot-hot-hot-hot

[2nd VERSE] You don't know whatcha' talkin' bout 6. 4 My People (Basement Jaxx Remix) - You would think I was Sug when I come out Missy Elliott My album hit hard when I roll out Yall records make a bitch wanna' throw em [Missy] out Uhh, yo And that's no doubt This is for my motherfucking club heads, you See I rock bells feel me? Fly as hell and cool as ? AAAAOOW!! Baby can't ya' tell [Missy] People, gangstas, and pimps and people [HOOK] Smokin that deeper reefer Up in the club wit speakers [Missy] I had some base and tweeters Freak that, come here baby, grab me from the DJ is jockin needle back Sweat till I catch a fever Baby you the mack, and you know that Call me the illest diva Put the needle on the track skip that, flip that, Yo I'm on FIRE!!!!! bring the beat back People go head and drink up Freak that, come here baby, grab me from the Get in the club get fucked up back See me you got get lucked up Baby you the mack, and you know that Someone to touch your rubber Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that, Show me some love, strip off your clothes, bring the beat back and take off your socks Uno... dos... tres... Uno... dos... tres... [Missy] Uno... dos... tres... The party's jumpin, I see something fine Uno... dos... tres... Boy I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy Let me dance with you, let me wear you out [Eve] Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out Can't stand when a nigga fuckin up my plans The music's bangin, way down in my soul All night liquored up while I'm tryin to dance When you dance behind me, I lose all control Drunk, and his breath stink, freaky with his Make me grind my hips, make me move my hands waist Cocky with his mouth please like he got a fan When the music comes on, you take my breath Can't stand when a bitch all in my side away I don't even know her and she all up in my light [HOOK:] Givin me the side eye like she wanna fight This is for my people, my party people Philly known for boxing bitch better get it This is for my people, my motherfucking right people Can't stand when a DJ fuckin up the song C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down Know I'm tryin to shake my ass all night long C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down Cuttin up the same shit all night long This is for my people, my party people High 'fore I got there, now This is for my people, my ecstasy people my shit is blown C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down Can't stand when it aint jumpin like I want C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down Bouncer try to stop my fun, take away my blunt [Missy] I don't give a fuck he aint gon' take away my I'm at the bar now, and I'm buying drinks fun And I got this feeling, and it's all over me See him when this shit is over, make a nigga I wanna dance with you, and lick your face run, uh Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy [HOOK] The vibe is right now, and I'm bout to score Mr. DJ can you, play this joint once more Cuz I see the man I want, I want him right 7. Pass That Dutch - Missy Elliott away I'm look him right in his face and say dance Intro] with me Listen up everyone! we have been just informed Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn That there's an unknown virus that's attacking Oh my God, show em I'm large all clubs Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Symptoms have been said to be - heaving Saddam breathing I am the bomb from New York to Milan Wild dancing, coughing And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey So when you hear the sound - WHO-DI- Dahm' WHOOOO! (Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm Run for cover muthafucka.. Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed" WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was ooh! raw Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh) I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah) applause [applause] Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah) "Thank you! oh thank you, you all are so Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch wonderful!"

[Verse 1] [Chorus] Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come [Interlude] Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt Listen up muthafuckas, you have five seconds something to catch your breath. I can take your man I don't have to sex em Five - four - three - two - one [alarm rings] Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!) [Verse 3] I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all Pop that, pop that, make that money slept on Just keep it going, like the Energizer Bunny Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run Shake that, shake that, move it all around Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin Spank that, yank that, dutch back now Hypnotic in my drink (that's right!) Freak him, freak her, whatever ya choice Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!) Didn't come to judge, I came to get ya moist Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!) Scream - (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOO!) now Put it down for the streets (that's right!) my voice is lost Can I get a ride on the white horse? [horse [Chorus] neighing] (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Pass that dutch, pass that dutch [Chorus] Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch [Outro] Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!) Pop that Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies! Pass tha dutch baby! (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Jiggle that fat Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!) 8. My Man - Missy Elliott Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet You got you feel my man baby i want you [Verse 2] love Number one - drums go bump, bump, bump neo nae ge wa Oh yhea yhea yhea This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, I got you not a friend gonna be you be cry jump gat go sip eun neo My Love If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on na waen ji mat ji anh eur geot man gat a seo I got you not a friend gonna be you be cry jeong mal lo mae neo eopt da saeng gak haess gat go sip eun neo My Love eoss eo mwo geu ri jal nat neun ji neo mu twing gi neun de I Don't know I Don't know ne mam man 9. Lose Control - Missy Elliott jak ji man gung geum hae jyeo gung geum hae jyeo na Music make u lose control eo di seo na on geu reon ja sin gam in ji Music make u lose control a mu ri saeng gak hae do i hae ga an dwae ji man [Fatman Scoop] na do mol lae jip chag eul hae Lets go Yeah yeah yeah You got you feel my man baby i want you Yeah yeah yeah love Here we go now neo nae ge wa Oh yhea yhea yhea Here we go now I got you not a friend gonna be you be cry Here we go now gat go sip eun neo My Love Here we go now i sang hae nae ga neo mu i sang hae jyeoss eo Watch out now si gye chu cheo reom ma eum i wat da gat da (music make u lose control) hae Misdemeanors in da house gwan sim eur jwo ya hal kka meot dae ro Ciaras in da house twing gyeo bol kka Misdemeanors in tha house Fat man scoop man scoop man scoop ol ttae kka ji gi da ril kka You got you feel my man baby i want you [Missy Elliott] love I've got a cute face neo nae ge wa Oh yhea yhea yhea Chubby waist I got you not a friend gonna be you be cry Thick legs in shape gat go sip eun neo My Love Rump shakin both wayz sa rang hae do doe get ni ga jyeo do doe get ni Make u do a double take geu rae do doe get ni Plan rocka show stopa Oh Oh love is funny oh I get's i'm funny Flo froppa head knocka Oh Oh love is funny oh like you honey Beat stalla tail droppa Do ma thang muthafukas sa rang eur swip ge swip ge ha gi silh ji man Ma rose royce lamborghini ja kku man gip ge gip ge deur eo o neun neo Blu madina alwayz beamin nae mam e ssok deur eo wa na ga ryeo ha ji Ragtop chrome pipes anh a Blu lights outta sight i je na reur eo tteoh ge hae Long weave sewed in You got you feel my man baby i want you Say it again sewed in love Make dat money tho it n Booty bouncin gon hit neo nae ge wa Oh yhea yhea yhea I got you not a friend gonna be you be cry [Missy Elliott & Ciara] gat go sip eun neo My Love Everybody here Get it outta control You got you feel my man baby i want you Get yo backs off tha wall love Cuz misdemeanor said so neo nae ge wa Oh yhea yhea yhea Everybody Everybody Everybody [Missy Elliott & Ciara] [Missy Elliott] Everybody here Everybody Get it outta control Get yo backs off tha wall [Ciara] Cuz misdemeanor said so Well ma name is ciara Everybody 4 all u fly fellaz Everybody No 1 can do it betta Everybody

[Missy Elliott] [Missy Elliott] She'll sing on acapella Everybody

[Ciara] [Fatman Scoop] Boy tha music Lets go Makes me lose control [Missy Elliott] [Missy Elliott] Everybody here We gon make u lose control Get it outta control And let it go 4 u kno U gon hit tha flo [Ciara] Get yo backs off da wall) I rok 2 da beat till im tired (tired) [Missy Elliott] Walk n da club it's fiya (fiya) Cuz misdemeanor said Get it krunk and wired Wave ya hands scream louda [Ciara] If u smoke den fiya it up So Bring da roof down Everybody Den holla Everybody If u tipsy stand up Everybody Dj turn it louda Take sumbody by da waist den uh [Missy Elliot] Now tho it in dey face like uh Everybody Hypnotic robotic Get loose This here will rock yo bodies Take sumbody by da waist den uh [Fatman Scoop] Now tho it in dey face like uh Put yo back on tha wall Systematica static Put yo back on tha wall This hit be automatic Putyo back on tha wall Put yo back on tha wall Work wait Work work work wait Misdemeanors in da house Work work work wait Ciaras in da house Work work work wait Misdemeanors in tha house Do it right (music make u lose control) We on fiya [Fatman Scoop] We on fiya Hit tha floor hit tha floor We on fiya Hit tha floor hit tha floor We on fiya Hit tha floor hit tha floor Now tho it gurl Hit tha floor Tho it gurl Tho it gurl Dem nuh want mi shoot badman (Badman) Tho it gurl Tell dem, dem be one dead man (Badman) Yeah If dem (?) boy play badman Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl Smash di place, smash di place, smash di Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl place, smash di place (WOO!!!) Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl Smash di place, smash di place, smash di Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl place, smash di place (HA!!!) Lets go now lets go now lets go now What dem do dem rude bad gal (Bad gal) Wooo lets go Dem get shot dem play bad gal (Bad gal) Should i bring it back right now Body drop dem not bad gall (WOO!!!) Now bring it back now When dem stop gimme pop bad girl (HA!!!!) Woooo oohhh Knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem I see u c out, knock dem out Now ima iam do it like c did Knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem Now shake it gurl out, knock dem out Cum on and jus shake it gurl Cum on and jus shake it gurl [Bridge: Missy Elliott] Cum on and jus shake it gurl Drums!!!! WOO!!! Drums!!! Cum on and let it pop right gurl Cum on and let it pop right gurl [Verse 2: Vybz Kartel (Missy Elliott)] Cum on and let it pop right gurl (50)Like a nozzle plus a hippie, yeah, Vybz Now bak it up gurl Kartel and Missy, yeah Bak it up gurl Playa hater punk a get kicked until dem dizzy Bak it up gurl If yuh real badman nuh fraid fi buss gun Bak it up gurl (WOO!!!) Woooo woooo woooo When mi a come up don't stand up just run Go go Mi mek blood stain fi get a custom Bring it 2 da front gurl go go (BLOCKA BLOCKA!!!!) First serve to first Bring it 2 da front gurl go go come (HA!!!!) Bring it 2 da front gurl go go AK rifle this mi long gun Bring it 2 da front gurl lets go lets go lets go Magnum four four caliber mi hand gun Wooo One shot shift dock couple plane land down (HA!!!!) Bulletproof buss up like a condom 10. Bad Man General real badman, we a di general real (feat. Vybz Cartel, M.I.A.) badman Decorated with hearts of metal, we have a [Intro: Vybz Kartel] hand that's made of metal Yo, what some more feel like General real badman, we a di general real Dem know seh when dem see Missy Elliott badman and Vybz Kartel Decorated with hearts of metal, we have a Dem career nuh start well, gunshot send dem hand that's made of metal to hell, forty five askel [Bridge: Missy Elliott (Vybz Kartel)] [Missy Elliott] Yes! Smash di place, smash di place, WOO!!! WOO!!! HA!!!! Sak Passe?!!! (Forty five askel) WOO WOO WOO WOO!!! HA!!! AHHH!!!!! [Verse 3: M.I.A. (Missy Elliott)] (Ho!) Some bad mi nuh like to play [Verse 1: Missy Elliott] Dem nuh worry mi when they say What dem do dem rude badman (Badman) They nuh like mi mi nuh like they I be wilder than Tim McVeigh tree, Fuck 'em all and that's what I say I'm Ahamed Ali, cause I can sting like a bee, Now I see that it ain't easy Whatchu know about that, Everyone plays a part in our day So cute and fat, Humpty Dumpty we need every piece play Let him hit it once, and watch the dude come Some people are rude on the low though back, They gonna get shook to the floor (WOO!!!) Cause the back so stacked, it's like sittin' on a Some people are rude on the low though jack, They gonna get hurt lot more (Yes) Missy be a mack, that's a true fact Some people are rude on the low though Gonna get hit to the floor (Drums!!!) [Chorus:] Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, [Bridge: Missy Elliott] Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, HA!!! Fire baby!!! Thirsty, baby bring it over here, Thirsty, baby bring it over here, (whatchu [Outro: Missy Elliott] know about that) Dem nuh want test I dem die, bwoy mi know I See my money maker, do my money maker, dem try See my money maker, do my money maker Smash it up see mi nickel plated nine (Reversed) (I LIKE THIS) Buck dem buck dem straight to mi eye Buck dem down, buck dem down... [Verse 2:] Big things pop, little things stop, If you talk a lot, in your mouth you get 11. Ching-A-Ling socked, Miss don't flop, cause I'm a get the props, The party is ending at 2 am... so whatever you (come on) must do... do it now! House on the water, Aston Martin in the lot, Look at my watch, cost a whole lot, [Chorus:] So iced out, you can't see it tick-tock, Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, Yeah I'm so hot, and I can't be topped, Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, (this is...) Artist drop down like Michael Jackson socks, Thirsty, baby bring it over here, (a Missy Got the game locked, make your body rock, Exclusive) Thirsty, baby bring it over here, If Missy ain't on it, then ya song don't knock, See my money maker, do my money maker, You might get mopped like a floor, (crazy baby) So don't walk, See my money maker, do my money maker You don't need to spit, unless you live what (serious man) you talk (Let's go) (Reversed) (let's go!) [Chorus:] [Verse 1:] Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, M-I-S-E, Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, Missy be a freak, Thirsty, baby bring it over here, Sex so good, I can freak you in my sleep, Thirsty, baby bring it over here, (whatchu Ice on my sleeve, I can make a room freeze, know about that) Pockets more bigger than a stripper booty See my money maker, do my money maker, cheeks, See my money maker, do my money maker Dudes don't speak when they look at my (serious mannn) physique, (Reversed) French on my feet, cost about fifty, I don't swing from a pole, Missy swing from a [Verse 3:] Missy switch it up, do ya damn thang, Feelin' on me, feelin' on me like a pornstar, Just like a chain, groupies wanna hang, I drive a fast car, still shave my chocha. Talk that slang, gon' head and let it bang, (Uh-huh) Make the hair stand like the hair on Don King, Get the cash, get the cheddar, get the beans Boom, boom, shing, mean, I shine like bling, bling, (Uhhh) Call me a queen, mean chicks stay in ya lane, Ching-a-ling, bling bling, my money real My flow so mean, if you know what I mean, green So fresh and clean, you can call me Irish Spring, [CHORUS] Whatchu know about that, Who dat? Talk like exlax, if ya game wack, Who dat? Then you ain't sayin' jack, Player better fall back, Just like that, ya, ya, to get axed, st-step back, player better fall back. Cause I got more hits than you can get out of a Click-Clack, cock back bat Semi-automatic track Drink a lot of Similac, [Chorus:] Shorty better fall back. Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, (crazy) (WOO) Thirsty, baby bring it over here, I fall down, get up Thirsty, baby bring it over here, (New then I gotta dust it off MISSY) (Uh-huh) See my money maker, do my money maker, (Say you got to dust it off?) See my money maker, do my money maker Yeah, I quickly dust it off. (Reversed) I'm off the wall, I do brawl, don't stall [Outro:] Yes it's on, This is serious maaannnn! Said it's on, I can't be cloned Soft hook, You can call me Mike Jones. Whatchu know about that, Whatchu know about that, 305-212-804, My cell Whatchu know about that, (WOO) (high-pitched) NOW WHATCHU KNOW Y'all must be dumb as hell ABOUT THAT! If y'all think that is my cell.

Hotel, motel, Holiday- Don't play- 12. Click Clack round the way, OJ Yeah, I'm so icey. Music... (AAH)

WOOO What them haters say? Misdemeanor OK. When I walk up in the club, they be pushin' (Uh) Misdemeanor got that ice that keep'em lookin' Call me foreplay, (Uh-huh) Position more than 40 ways. Crop top, drop tops on my Phantom, mang. (Uh-huh) They be trippin' and them haters just pussies. Like a chocolate glaze, (Woo) I'm hotter than a summer day. Stingray, Sugar Ray, Knuckles all up in your face. I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not [CHORUS] Doc,hood lynchin, icey flows, I wrtie with wool mittens I block-a block-a, Its two not one, Missy dot dot com, come once Straight jocker, in the blue like free hot lunch Matter fact, a face snapper. So once its on, turn it up, chickens flockin in Money stacker, no slacker, Shoppin at birds are us, murderous, don't Hit rapper, gun strapper. blame me, blame the music I click, click I write with napalms in my hands, flame the hear my-- fuses, like ca psss, off you go Click-click. I'm nice battin, I practice when the park is closed 2 snaps, you hit, then I-- I'm that man who squats out of jeeps and vans click-click. Jump to roof to roof on the TV cam, I fuck a I make cash, pay them bills, model I pay them bills that buy new wheels. I go out with the cheapest tramps, pussy have I wear high heels, me trippin I touch and feel, Like Kima, Keisha and Pam, I remain cool catch me in your man grill. like, like open hous on a school night Animal House gettin thrown out for food My record deal, my movie deal fights, PPP strictly don't give a fuck Is super sick-sick. An Brick City niggas strictly don't give a fuck I click-click, and if you doubt me then I-- Click - click. [Missy] (Uh-huh) Let me intervene, come between, like dick through your jeans Smack them boys, Hang down to your knees, its mwa the don- I will destroy- wan, carry on, D.A.N to the danger Hit, hit, straight down and Y'all MC's in a whole lot of danger, change up split-split ya boy. all your rhymes you need beats My beats you see completely unique, forgive I kick-kick like Karate flick-flicks thee You get your ass bit, See its the shots of Henessey thats in me, Don't make me have to- Reggie Noble through after me Click-click [Redman] [CHORUS] It takes two to tingle, and two to fuck I done fucked in Range Roves to Isuzu [FADE trucks,used to move weight Now you makin moves to duck, built solid 13. Dangerous Mouths without bolts, screws and nuts (feat. Redman) Pussy tight jiffy lube it up, Doc came up, hoes use to hang up [Missy] Now my arm close hang up, my crew is Uhh, 3000 baby, uh huh, ooh, raunchy, deeper than Karl Kani pockets raunchy We don't buy bullets, we ask what size rockets, for thee occasion [Redman] One shot will have you ravin', like Symone Good riddance, to niggas and bitches when the four four is blown bullshittin Two minutes later I'll make it hotter, snap you from the vine Go this way and you'll see To my um blada a boom glada Get no other love like me

[Missy and Redman] [Verse Two:] So what you wanna do, what you wanna do You never know I'm for real till I leave [Redman] And when I pack up my clothes don't be Yo I got the chicken, the brew taken next, an calling me much room Def Squad in the house You won't be seing me Drop you drawers, tell your boyfriend ease up, Anymore and park his car No, no Cause when I'm long, long gone [Missy] I won't be back in this door I'm from the south you better watch your mouth, Its the M.I [Chorus] The S.I, if you try then you die, I don't take no mercy on you suckers so [Verse Three:] Would you still be in love baby, if I cut your throat, cut the jokes To my east side people to my west side I ain't got no love for yo, no friends with To all my bitches who sat home crying those, who imitate me ya bold Over these niggas and over these fellows My style I own, I'ma have to steal your flow, Shake em off like Jello you know me Joe To my east side people to my west side I gotta say no more, BITCH! To all my bitches who sat home crying Thats right nigga, Its Misdemeanor here, Over these niggas and over these fellows Redman, Timbaland uhh Shake em off like Jello Muthafucka! 3 triple zero, the Matrix baby, uhh, I'm out [Chorus]

[Verse Four:]

(43)I used to stick closer to your side then a beeper 16. Don't Be Commin' (In My Face) Till you smoked that cheaper reefer [Verse One:] Now you loony as fita, cheddar Don't say a word You never know a good thing till I'm gone Yep I got tha word You spending many, many nights home alone Yeah I heard it from a little bird You won't be seing me around your way Now I'm out the door No, No My four four And if you don't get it together You don't know? Baby I can't stay Get your bags and your things take the door Don't take this shit no more [Chorus:] When you leave You can leave out the back door Don't be commin' in my face Tryin to tell me you love me [Missy Talking:] You shoulda thought once or twice Sacrifice and make it right Fucker It's the thing that you do Stupid niggas Make me not love you Who always think they can play somebody Ya'll know who ya'll are Now, now, now wait a minute ya'll, Tryin to run about 3-4-5 women at one time this is for all the fly sexy people, Now you wanna come back all in our faces so when I say get out on the floor, Tellin me how much you love me and all that go to the floor, bullshit dance I said Whatever man Fuck you [Bridge-Beenie Man] Alright, I'm out Gala (yea) 17. Don't Be Cruel Run to me one and only bed, (yea) Run man,run get ya rag [Beenie Man] (yea) zaga, zaganaga, U hear she moans? Boom! Girls if ya holla give me head, Call 9-1-1 cuz one more dead now (come on) (yea) Run to me one and only bed, [Missy Elliott] (yea) Aye yo Monica, won't U help me and Timb Run man,run get ya rag change dis shit up again, yea, hit'em (yea) ?? every last said [Monica] Call 9-1-1 cuz one more dead now Ooh u turn me on,so boy don't lye I will never ?? so don't try [Beenie Man] U all I want,like when Prince made doves cry Drop dem shings and let's get busy girl, And all I'm sayin to U is dont be cruel Hold on tight and don't get dizzy girl Sorry for ya dizzy, got me on I be fizzy or a [Chorus-Missy] kizzy, Yo baby pop, yea U, come and give me a kiss Just woke up in my bedroom wizzy, Betta make it fast, or else I'm gonna get pissed While ya on break let yo kitty air, Don't U hear the music pumpin' hard,like I Like magic song at 3rd, like a pier wish U would Girl U bout to explode ya frontier Now push it (awww), push it, push it real Cuz I got to direct this, a poonany engineer good See ya kno ya can olly-wa Early heard I came here wit cha, [Monica] Don't be mockin,ya not ordering me chalk Don't get me wrong, that's just me, U got to learn a lesson, not a walk in the park, I just want U to be all U can be like in the yo army, Let's show'em how to punk dem out Don't try to play me boy cuz I'm nobody's fool Max'em out like mercurtic kwa And all I'm sayin' to U is don't be cruel I'm talkin bout let me date me a frog Burn U a ? [Chorus-Missy] Yo baby pop, yea U, come and give me a kiss [bridge-Beenie Man] Betta make it fast, or else I'm gonna get pissed Gala Don't U hear the music pumpin' hard, like I (yea) wish U would Run to me one and only bed, Now push it (awww), push it, push it real (yea) good Run man, run get ya rag (yea) [talking-Missy] Girls if ya holla give me head, Call 9-1-1 cuz one more dead now Is my vision blurry? My speech is very slurry (yea) Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no Run to me one and only bed, curry (yea) And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry Run man, run get ya rag Cuz when this album drops, you whack MC's (yea) will all get burried ?? every last said Call 9-1-1 cuz one more dead now [Chorus] Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party [Chorus-Missy] Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the Yo baby pop, yea U come and give me a kiss volume up) Betta make it fast, or else I'm gonna get pissed Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Don't U hear the music pumpin' hard, like I Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the wish U would volume up) Now push it (awww), push it, push it real Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party good Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up) Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party 18. Funky Fresh Dressed Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the (feat. Ms. Jade) volume up)

[Intro: Missy] [Verse 2: Missy] This is a Misdemeanor exclusive (10)Your style's very crummy, that's why you If your radio is experiencing any kind of have no money difficulties (5)You always looking bummy, I don't care if Turn the volume up you don't love me Yes, turn the volume up Don't try to come before me, unless you are a Yes, turn the volume up dummy This is an exclusive (Turn the volume up) Repeat, you'll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you gummy [Verse 1: Missy] Rainy or sunny, battle no way, honey It's very necessary, on the contray This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' mummy Bloody Mary? It's about get so ugly, and I'ma keep y'all But shit, you betta hurry, before I have to bury runnin' My attitude is bitchy, cuz my period is heavy Hiding from me, cuz you know you are weak I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin' baby jumpin' My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya nigga left me trunk'n And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go with You can say I'm buggin', cuz when I come out Terri bustin' And Terri is a freak, but it's his baby she will That's why y'all be discussin' who I like and carry who I'm fuckin' The life he live's a fairy, cartoon like "Tom and Jerry" [Repeat Chorus] My flow is legendary and your style is temporary [Break: Timbaland] Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets C'mon, c'mon scary C'mon, c'mon The words that I spit don't fit in that category C'mon, c'mon Fickidy, uh, uh, uh Space nine enferno C'mon, c'mon One verbs be frightening C'mon, c'mon And for the sword fights tonight My entourage is in camoflauge [Beat changes] Remove your mask Let down your visage [Verse 3: Ms. Jade] But don't slip up I had a little homie named Paul Revere Cause when I was in my ship Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled 40's of beer That's when I get ripped up He would swear up and down every first of The whole world the year Fuck it He was gon' quit smokin', but he never did G-S-E committee Watch y'all huskey, it's about that time Got your panties shitty Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter til' Click you sick nine Callosso with itty bitty Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the Space and Missy ride Sip my style till your pissy Might spit like a girl, but I hit like a guy Virgina bitch galactic Me and Missy ballin' up the avenue Funky fresh dressed to impress, we mackin' [Chorus] dudes Music biz only reason I ain't jackin fools I be writing, writing, writing rhymes everyday You know bullshit walk and stackin' rules Don't you say no more you don't want to battle Shit keeps drawin', the streets keep callin' Said I'm writing rhymes, writing rhymes Drink til' I'm nice and uh, uh-uh, on'n everyday I'm bad luck, y'all mad cuz y'all suck Don't you say no more you don't want to battle Please do not try to fuck with young duck Please do not try to fuck with young duck [Verse Two:]

[Beat switches back to original] Mama, Daddy, you ain't, ready Act like you know me [Repeat Chorus] Fly, as friends be Sizzling, I'm chilling Man, you twisting You sissy, you dis me 20 . Gettaway You wish we was fucking tight (feat. Nicole, Space) Auntie, Papa, Smoke lala Hallah, fala, don't bother to swalla [Verse One:] This bottle of remmy, got plenty Of weed Close your eyes So give me, give me, give me, give me, give Visualize me, please Space and I verbalize See's, no one, fly like these You chastize Bees from over seas, we scratch our knees But can't stop my enterprise Please, little one, please Put your rhymes in a line You know my rhymes get tight Put your raps in a stack When I smoke all night (chorus comes in) I'll break you and your singer like Jinga I mean um [Chorus] I spit like knee On you this tight thing [Verse Three:] Holla at ya peoples We high tech like Timbo's Oh! C'mon Slap faces of dirty hoes N-Y-M-B-A Ooh baby let me fix my weave (41)A dirty combo when we play Touch me up and let me fix my weave Swirl like the milky way You could pick me up about a quarter to 3 Deep like my black hole Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave I oppose, to expose (Oh) Baby fix my weave Chemical gases up your nose Baby baby let me fix my weave Fade away like ozone On the highway I do above 90 Quazars, moves and shit (woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID Hey yo Missy, where da clip? I think I need a hit I met a guy named Tommy Shitty bees up in da place Very charming Wanna be down with whoever (46)He was on me like cheese be on macaroni Be all up in his face but aint even on the level His game real tight making me so horny I pull your wig back Fine enough for us to fuck and be his baby Let of steam like nasty pools mommy That heat be to hot You really don't know me Melt down, now up in pot So I moves it slowly Count down, 3-2-1, lift off Brush up and let him hold me Now over tize, Venus we circlize Let me spit some baloney And mars we tantalize Baby you could call me Comatize like Hale-Bopp If you go down on me Smoking trees non stop But you got to back up off me Then I send a televize from satelite on Wearing cubic zirconia Nightline I told him, "Baby let me fix my weave Yeah, wouldn't you like to get away I got a hair out of place and use a fake ID." To the moon Pepe LePew voulez vous ooh oui We shine like stars You want to misdemeanor me Lock down like metal bars You gotta spend more G's (ohhwee)

[Chorus] Ooh baby let me fix my weave Touch me up and let me fix my weave My style is a one-in-a-million You could pick me up about a quarter to 3 I flow on and on and on Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave My rhymes give you a really good feeling (Oohwee) Baby fix my weave All day long Baby baby let me fix my weave [repeat] On the highway I do above 90 (woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID

I used to date a guy named Chris 24. Let Me Fix My Weave Sloppy with his kiss But he was good with his tongue What's up motherfuckers? I called him Mr. Young One I need to know is V-A up in this bitch? Mr. Young One had a big ding-dong New York, St. Louis, Chicago, Philly, LA, Balls the size of ping-pong Atlanta I had him souped like won-ton I'm diggin' that I put the beat on But how about the ladies that got a head full of And on my ass he skeet on fake weave or braids I put the heat on young gun Fresh meat he season To the heavy weave cities Yes, yes we used to creep down the beach Miami, Jersey, D.C., the Carolinas, Detroit, He was insane like Rick James Louisville, Ohio, to all the And with a mask he's Superfreak projects I told him, "Gimme cash to fix my weave To the beauty salons, and curling irons And I don't want no excuses 'bout your baby stitching in that ? hair mommy Okay, oohwee yeah fix your weave 'cause your child support money don't fix my Straight up like a perm you heard weave and you know nigga please me no fuck for 25. Slap! Slap! Slap! free." (feat. Da Brat, Jade)

Ooh baby let me fix my weave [Verse 1: Missy] Touch me up and let me fix my weave Me and my clique You could pick me up about a quarter to 3 Run thur the gutter breakin down shutter Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave As the beat goes, dun dun dun duna (Oh) Baby fix my weave Ain't nothing better than these favorite buttas Baby baby let me fix my weave It's like freakin wit your lova tryin bust his On the highway I do above 90 rubba (woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID Have him have him undercover like he thought he never I got a call from Joe How the hell a bitch like me become so celva He used to call me J.Lo Yall wack MC's , yall never never Hey-lo, how you doing? Talkin hard as a cock but is light as a feather Used to ask who I was screwing Yall suspect hoe's yall suspect hoe's Joe was pursuing Takin off your clothe yall reject hoe's Sex was good all "ooh-in" Fell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em Moan he was grown He would fuck me 'til the mo'nin' [Chorus Missy (Timbaland)] I used to get vex when he would sex another Slap!Slap!Slap! bitch Right across your melon, easy Said "Baby don't trip, just like Ben I'm rich" Jen don't bitch, then Miss don't bitch (Nigga,Slap!Slap! Lopez get rich, call me Miss Affleck Right across your melon, easy) I tell him, "Baby I need a new weave Because my tracks feel whack, I want to hit [Verse 2: Missy] the party Yall lil' You want to play like Ben then give me your Tryin act bigga don't yall get the picture keys Every freakin year I come wit something sicka 'cause even Jen drive a Benz to go fix a Fan's takin flick's wanna get my picture weave." Freak's only speak "Do you know Jigga?" Strange muthafucka's wanna be my nigga Ooh baby let me fix my weave Turn your man to a ass-licker Touch me up and let me fix my weave Cheatin ass men means, cheatin as men You could pick me up about a quarter to 3 Time to stop gamin and stay the fuck in Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave Fell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em (Oh) Baby fix my weave Baby baby let me fix my weave [Chorus Missy (Timbaland)] On the highway I do above 90 Slap!Slap!Slap! (woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID Right across your melon, pronto (I said,Slap!Slap!Slap! Smack the shit out the Clyde Right across your melon, pronto) Cause Bonnie should have pay me Get old heads for they checks that sign right [Verse 3: Da Brat] And I get lil' boys for they doe on prom night You don't wanna get smacked right quick Cause I do my thing, knots in a pocket Wit a upper cut like this Slap!Slap!Slap! I don't give a fuck if you don't like this All up in your knogen, early Still get paid to bust the right shit I said,Slap!Slap!Slap! Still get paid to hope on the dick All up in your knogen I'm a prostitute, I gotta a lot of loot But if you knock the boots,but at lease cop the [Timbaland] coup Nigga,Slap!Slap!Slap! What I'm post to do, starve for you Right across your melon, easy This ain't ??, I can't crawl for you That's impossible 26. Slide I make the rule My twinkies looks stanky on the benz I pay the dues and don't I gotta look shweet for my mens I wear the pants i make em think i got a whole bunch of paper Bought the shoes, they Prada too and even they the ball player from the lakers Fuck wit me you lose now faker taker maker holla at cha later Step to me and get brused shake and wake up tell em what to get my ass Your chances are not few, they none from Jacobs So what I'm bitchy that's the way a real diva like to floss it Roll a phat blunt wit Missy but a car no matter what it costess In the front wit me of course its my rolls royce's made dem nosses Tim hit AHH, wit the bang to the boggada tell you who the muthafuckin' boss is beat I'ma drive and you walkin that's why you Burnin em wit the heat talkin It don't conser me, when nigga talk shit see the chrome spinning on the wheel stop They just wanna learn me jockin' When they see me,I permentaly I'ma let you know real nice and slow I'll be Damage they shit internally broke as a joke And Slap!Slap! if I had to be your ho so po' Slap! em right across the melon Missy on the rise like the sun if you think that I'm done I ain't even begun [Timbaland] Nigga,Slap!Slap!Slap! Slide slide dip shake Right across your melon, easy Move it all around, move it all around Slide slide dip dip shake [Verse 4: Jade] move it all around move it all around I'm the M-S-J-A-D-E Toes and lows , bling like I'm B.G. Feel the boom bass to get you bad kit I don't know nigga help, shit, I write my own 15's putting holes in you back kit Just gimme a beat and a muthafuckin bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo boom, bo bo microphone boom Picture this shit me Missy and Timbaland don't it sound so fantastic We bout to take it to the streets, but they my lamborghini disappear like houdini chicken ran 2 20 cant see me in a bottle like a genie Oh Shit, It's gettin kinda hot in here Teenie, Weenie Oh Shit, Make niggas stop and stare Now hate me like you hate to eat your Talk dirty, rock-a-bye a birdy wheaties. Now here's a freebie Supa dupa fly (uh-huh) I'ma let you see my on t.v. Supa dupa fly except that my emmy autogrammy in miama [singing] I can't stand the rain! I hit you with the 1-2 whammie you know tooth granny with a hole in her (uh) Me I'm supa fly (uh-huh) panties [singing] 'gainst my window and i don't give a shit if you can stare me Supa dupa fly (uh-huh) cause Supa dupa fly I is what I is and what I am is like my mamey [singing] I can't stand the rain! and I don't mean to sound to peti but they used to call me fatty (uh) Me I'm supa fly (uh-huh) till I got with puff daddy [singing] 'gainst my window Supa dupa fly (uh-huh) Slide slide dip shake Supa dupa fly Move it all around, move it all around [singing] I can't stand the rain! Slide slide dip dip shake move it all around move it all around (uh-huh) Me I'm supa fly (uh-huh) [singing] 'gainst my window My rims keep turnin and turnin tires burnin through queens and mouths When the rain hits my window burning (rrrr) I take and {inhale, cough} me some indo and yes it's my concern that Me and Timbaland, ooh, we sang a jangle you chain platinum or is it really sterlin'? We so tight, that you get our styles Tango I'm old school, I rock da sherlin Sway on dosie-do like you loco from new jers. heard all the way to berlin [singing] Can we get kinky tonight? and as for certain behind every curtain Like CoCo, so-so there's a snake bitch lerkin and she about to You don't wanna play with my Yo-Yo catch a hurtin I smoke my hydro on the dee-low mr. moles on da beats and missy be the beats behind the beats [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh- my record sales don't jump and do leaps and huh) while you sleep i'm on the grind as a creep [singing] 'gainst my window (against my Sho-creep! window) I got puma's on my feet [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh- fresh gear, eryday all week huh) you know I keep a high from a peeps never [singing] 'gainst my window (against my cheap window) underground like the streets (oh-oh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh- huh) Slide slide dip shake [singing] 'gainst my window (against my Move it all around, move it all around window) Slide slide dip dip shake [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh- move it all around move it all around huh) [singing] 'gainst my window (say what?)

Yeah.. 31. The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly) Beep beep, who got the keys to the Jeep? V-r- (feat. Timbaland) rrrrrrrooooom! (uh-huh) I'm drivin to the beach (rock the joint) Top down, loud sounds, see my peeps (uhh) Me I'm supa fly (uh-huh) Give them pounds, now look who it be (who it be) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (can you stand It be me me me and Timothy (me me!) the rain?) Look like it's bout to rain, what a shame (uh- (uh-huh, can you stand the rain?) huh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (what?) I got the Armor-All to shine up the stain [singing] 'gainst my window (uh-huh) Oh Missy, try to maintain [singing] I can't stand the rain! Icky-icky-icky-icky-icky-icky-icky.. [singing] 'gainst my window (huh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (hmm..) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh- [singing] 'gainst my window (yo) huh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (why not, (uh-huh) break it down like dat) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (say what? uh- [singing] 'gainst my window (break it down huh, uh-huh) baby) [singing] 'gainst my window (uh-huh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh- (yeah like that, uh-huh) huh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh, huh) [singing] 'gainst my window (yeah) (uhh.. Misdemeanor) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh- [singing] I can't stand the rain! .. huh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! .. [ fades out ] [singing] 'gainst my window (uh-huh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! 32. They Don't Wanna Fuck Wit Me (feat. Timbaland) I feel the wind Five six seven, eight nine ten [Intro: Missy] Begin, I sit on Hill's like Lauryn Until the rain starts, comin down, pourin Damn, he he he Chill, I got my umbrella Timbaland, we bout to lace em one mo time My finger waves be dazed, they fall like Uh huh, say what? Humpty He he he he, damn he he Chumpy, I break up with him before he dump Timbaland, he he, yeah me We bout to lace em one mo time To have me yes you lucky Alright, yeah , ooh

[singing] I can't stand the rain! (ha, uhh) [Verse 1: Missy] [singing] 'gainst my window (uh-huh) [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh- The M-I to the S-S huh) They put that on my chest [singing] 'gainst my window (against my My car's the way that I flex window) And people say I'm dope as fuck [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh) They say I'm just too fly [singing] 'gainst my window (what?) I make em wanna get high [singing] I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh- They want a piece of this pie huh) But I'm just too damn chill for them [singing] 'gainst my window (uh) No way I flip my shit [singing] I can't stand the rain! (what?) It feels like a good hit (like that baby) And even if you buy it [singing] I can't stand the rain! (can you stand Nigga, you can't get smokin in this hay the rain?) Nigga, what you got to say (uh-huh, stand the rain) Iza bah bah zah zay [singing] I can't stand the rain! (what?) Iza zah zah zah zay (can you stand the rain?) [Verse 2: Timbaland] Ooh, ooh, to fuck with me Wanna fuck with me We ridin through your hood (hood) They don't want [3X] With a dollar dank (dank) Oh, oh, oh, to fuck with me And a S-L-K (what), and a 348, what 9 (uh) No they don't Two bad niggas, from the big VA(bay-ay) They don't wanna Twelve blunts a day (what) They don't want Chillin on the other side of the bay (bay) No, no, no Who y'all think y'all is (is) To fuck with me Tryin to get with Mis (Mis) You tryin to dis [Missy talking to fade] You think you can beat us, shit (shit) Free them ill 1 to 12 33. Time And Time Again She's in a Benz Free them ill creators The things you said to me Just, I'm a friend, what (what) Can't make or break me Everything you've bought I give back [Verse 3: Missy] absolutely everything And, I am through with you I come back into my flow You and your crazy moods My people just don't know You be trippin' and slippin' and givin' attitudes They hate the way that I hee I deserve the finer things They hate the way that I hee-haw The joy that love brings Cuz I got too much doe And you'll be missin' my kisses' You know my steelo And makin' love, see So what you come here fo I'm better off alone See, you don't wanna fuck wit me Can't wait 'til you get gone Get it off your chest Ain't no need to keep hoping 'cause it's over You know who's the best and done See, there's no other yes That can get down like Missy [Hook-2 Times] So hit you off like this Why do you keep coming back time and time And you be the witness again? That I'm a sure gets dick You promised me you'd change your ways Nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, nigga time and time again what, a-heh I heard the same ol' lyin from you time and time again [Outro: Missy] And why I take you back? because I cannot change a man Hey, yo Timbaland Yo, I'm a just (sue) No use in talkin', better get to walkin' Dance a little bit Better get them chicks who turn tricks You don't mind if I get my boogie on do you? 'Cause I'm just too smart, man He he, yeah, know what I'm sayin? I hate men who lies who looks me in my eyes We don't gotta rhyme through the whole track Come up with alibis for the thousandth time The track is bangin by its self I won't take bullshit Know what I'm sayin? Leave ya ass with the quickness Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah Because I'm stable and able to live my life They don't want alone To fuck with me Boy I'm through with you They don't want [5X] No more to say or do 'Cause you're too confused Pack the place, don't push or shove And it's over and done Out of the club, straight to the crib I'll let you know if the sex was good [Hook-2 Times] [Hook - Missy Elliott + {Timbaland}] [Rap] I be comin' with a rap on a ballad Pump it up! {Show me love, G} You should vote Misdemeanor on your ballots Pump it up! {Let me see what you working 'Cause you know I blow ya mind anytime that wit'} I rhyme Pump it up! {Let me see those big-ass hips} And I be down for a challenge Pump it up! {Pump it up} I'm wicked I-C-K icked This is how me and Nelly pump it up And I twist a twisted Pump it up! {Show me love, G} From coast to coast I brag and boast Pump it up! {Let me see what you workin I'm better than most insufficient wit'} I got that good love Pump it up! {Let me see those big-ass hips} That goody goody good love Pump it up! {Pump it up} That poody poody pusha C'mon Slick talkin' sista to any nigga that wanna get with her [Verse 2 - Missy Elliott] Don't ever diss her M dot S E DOWN SOUTH PLAYERS! WE GOT THAT [Talks] And let me stop playin' with y'all FIRE MADE! motha fuckas Get up on my booty, tutti-fruiti on the rooty This aint no rap record get back to the hook I'm a thick chick, skinny girls act snooty No matter what your size, my big thighs'll do [Hook-2x] my duty Look at the way my rump shake like a movie (SAY WHAAAT?) See my tight jeans and the coochie Spend a little looty, you gotta WORK for the 40. "Pump It Up" booty (Yup) (feat. Nelly) Me and Nelly HOT ON THE TRACK (Track!) [Missy Elliott {Nelly}] Nelly, can't no-one EVER TOP THAT (Top that!) Hey yo, Nelly! This is fire Niggaz we came to rock the club (C'mon!) {What you talkin' about, girl?} DJs better Pump It Up Let's make it hot for the clubs Motherfuckers need to back it up {Missy!} Wooooo! 'Cause we gon' tear the roof off the club

["This is fire!" cut and scratched] [Hook]

[Verse 1 - Missy Elliott] [beat stops, needle crackling] Down South girls got them real BIG BUTTS Real big butts make ya man wanna look (OH!) [Missy talking] (62)Back it up, flip it up, skinny girls - eugh! You know, Down South chicks got big asses Love my guts, so fuck a tummy tuck and we a little heavy sometime, but when (Oh yeaaah?) Yeah! I shakes my butt you're from the South, we don't call that I shakes my gut like "yeah, bitch what?" "fat". We call that "big-boned". Fo' sho Yeah I likes it rough, tough Ask your man how I'm good in handcuffs [scratching, beat starts again] Me and Nelly came to rock the club [Verse 3 - Nelly] and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, Yeah, ma! I heard you like the magic stick through Me? I got the gadget stick, it's like "Go, go, Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin gadget dick" cause my momma ain't home You know, make you climb the walls and shit I got bitches in the living room gettin it on I make her wanna press pause and shit and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six Walk up in the party, girls swingin' they in the mornin) panties So what you wanna do, sheeeit They was doing that before I had them I got a pocket full of rubbers and my grammys homeboys do too I get a little freaky when I'm in Miami So turn off the lights and close the doors I may act a little freaky but I still got manners But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah! It's Nelly, felony, and Missy Misdemeanor So we gonna smoke a ounce to this Both going down, there's just to many heaters G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers Check the records, we got records that broke bounce to this records in record time I ain't talkin' about the records that they buyin' Chorus: repeat 2X Lyin', can a nigga keep up with me? You see I, still standin VI stackin' the "Ride Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on Wit Me" gin and juice You struggle to recoup Laid back [with my mind on my money and I struggle on which Coup' to ride in my money on my mind] [Missy] See how we be stylin'? Verse Two: [Hook] Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin ["This is fire!" cut and scratched to fade] Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in SNOOP DOGG Now this types of shit, happens all the time You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine Everything is fine when you listenin to the D- 2. Gin And Juice feat. Dat Nigga Daz - O-G Snoop Dogg I got the cultivating music that be captivating he *man pissing* who listens, to the words that I speak Heah hah hah! As I take me a drink to the middle of the street I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz got this and get to mackin to this bitch named Sadie ass motherfuckin up (Sadie?) (42)Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bubblegum in this motherfucker bitch) Steady long, steady long nigga Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets Verse One: Snoop none of these At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel With so much drama in the L-B-C the breeze It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G beeeitch, I'm just But I, somehow, some way Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every Chorus single day May I, kick a little something for the G's Verse Three: (yeah) Later on that day Take this drink, then hit this weed My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang Two step wit me, let's slip to the dance floor of Tanqueray On and on and on and on we go (12)And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic I'll dip you if you want me to that made me choke You see I really wanna get a little front wit Shit, this ain't no joke you, bigidy bump wit you I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down A nigga wanna hump you and then just Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up comfort you now And then I'll pop the top and lay you on the But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin cot, and get you nice and hot Dre got some bitches from the city of Yeah yeah, it's all to the real Compton We could do it like Guy, c'mon girl "Let's To serve me, not with a cherry on top Chill" Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot [Chorus] Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' [Verse - Snoop Dogg] And I'll be Now you can fly the friendly skies With the S-N double O-P D-O double G-Y Chorus Now don't ask why, just keep looking good in the hood Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on Damn girl, you so fly! We could do what you gin and juice (beeotch!!) want to Laid back [with my mind on my money and You say you drink Alize or was is it Malibu? my money on my mind] It don't really matter though Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on You remind me of the time when I had a hoe gin and juice (beeotch!!) She kept telling me Doggy Dogg I gotta go Laid back [with my mind on my money and So I let her get in the wind and co-macked her my money on my mind] friend 2 plus 2, it equals 4, this is some shit that could last forever more I'm trying to put my bid in, naw I'm just 5. Let's Get Blown (Feat. Pharrell kidding Williams) - Snoop Dogg Come on ma get in, and don't ask where we going [Chorus - Pharrell Williams & Vanessa Pimping and hoeing, drink pouring and weed Marquez] blowing, you know it c'mon! [V] Can I get my thrills? [P] You know you want some more girl, so [Chorus] come on [V] Can I get my thrills? [Verse - Snoop Dogg] [P] You know you want some more girl, so I've been looking at you, from the corner of come on my eyes Let's get bloooooowwwnnnn.. let's get Checking out your hips, lips, tits and your blooooooowwwnnnn.. thighs I've been wanting to do you, for a mighty long [Verse - Snoop Dogg] time Looking at the ladies, all of them fly You make a pimp wanna sing I - I - I I don't know which one I want dawg We'll head to the hills, your dreams I'll fulfill I can't make up my mind, girl We could do it how you want, cause I'm oh so So won't you make it easy on me? real Tell me you, naw I won't squeal ahizzead You wit Da Big Bo$$ Dogg so seal the deal Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street Pharrell got the Babyface and Dogg got the Wit the steel that'll make you feel like Whip Appeal, so name the place Chinchilla in the heat This love I bring to you, on the real baby girl (66)So don't try to run up on my ear talking all Won't you do me a favor and sing for Snoop that raspy shit Trying to ask me shit [Chorus] When my niggaz fill ya vest they ain't gon pass me shit [Outro - Pharrell & Snoop] You should think about it, take a second You know you want it!! (if I got it I'ma give it Not a fact, you should take four B to you) And think before you fuck wit lil skateboard P So come and get it!! (if I got it I'ma give it to you) [Chorus] If I got it (if I got it I'ma give it to you) (Then you can get it) Ya know! Hey!!! Oh!! [Verse - Snoop Dogg] (End - Vannessa) I'm a gangsta, but y'all knew that Can I get my thrills? .. Can I get my thrills? Da Big Boss Dogg, yeah I had to do that I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip 6. Drop It Like It's Hot (Feat. Pharrell side Williams) - Snoop Dogg Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play [Chorus - Snoop Dogg] I cut so much you thought I was a DJ When the pimp's in the crib ma [scratches] "two!" - "one!" - "yep, three!" Drop it like it's hot S-N double O-P, D-O double G Drop it like it's hot I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it Drop it like it's hot See I specialize in making all the girls get When the pigs try to get at yea naked Park it like it's hot So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside Park it like it's hot We got a world premiere right here, now get Park it like it's hot live! And if a nigga get a attitude So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little Pop it like it's hot I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles Pop it like it's hot Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Pop it like it's hot Shizzle I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo Chandon And I roll the best weed cause I got it going [Chorus] on [Verse - Snoop Dogg] [Verse - Pharrell Williams] I'm a Bad Boy, wit a lotta ho's Uh! I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes See these ice cubes, see these Ice Creams? I hang out tough, I'm a real Bo$$ Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat Big Snoop Dogg, yeah he's so sharp That's whiter than what's spilling down your On the TV screen and in the magazines throat If you play me close, you're on a red beam The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs Oh you got a gun so you wanna pop back? The interior like suicide wrist red AK47 now nigga, stop that! I can excercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed Cement shoes, now I'm on the move Cheat on your man ma, that's how you get You're family's crying, now you on the news They can't find you, and now they miss you Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you Verse One: Pistol whip you, dip you then flip you Then dance to this motherfucking music we As I look up at the sky crip to My mind starts trippin, a tear drops my eye Subscribe nigga, get yo issue My body temperature falls Baby come close, let me see how you get I'm shakin and they breakin tryin to save the loose! Dogg Pumpin on my chest and I'm screamin [Chorus] I stop breathin, damn I see deamons Dear God, I wonder can ya save me [Outro] I can't die Boo-Boo's bout to have my baby snooooooooooooooooop I think it's too late for prayin, hold up snooooooooooooooooop A voice spoke to me and it slowly started sayin "Bring your lifestyle to me I'll make it better" 7. Murder Was The Case (Death After How long will I live? Visualizing Eternity) Feat. Dat Nigga Daz - "Eternal life and forever" Snoop Dogg And will I be, the G that I was? "I'll make your life better than you can Ay ay Jaycee imagine or even dreamed of Sup Aron? So relax your soul, let me take control Ain't that Snoop Dogg over there? Close your eyes my son" That that nigga with that blue coat on? My eyes are closed Yeah Yeah oh yeah that's that nigga Chorus: Nigga roll up on the side of him man Roll your window down Murder... murder was the case that they gave Man hand me my motherfuckin Glock man me gimme another clip Murder... murder was the case that they gave Cuz I'm gonna smoke this fool me Yeah roll the windows down Yeah, OK there you go Verse Two: Ay man, you Snoop Dogg? Snoop? I'm fresh up out my coma Huh? I got my momma and my daddy and my Snoop Doggy Dogg? homies in my corner Man he's Snoop Dogg It's gonna take a miracle they say Man fuck that nigga!! For me to walk again and talk again but *gun shots* anyway Nigga man! I get, fronted some keys, to get, back on my Get that nigga man! feet Man get up fool man, get up man, don't be And everything that nigga said, came to reality tryin to run man Livin like a baller loc Get up on that fool man, I don't give a fuck Havin money, and blowin hella chronic smoke (67)What set you got now? Fuck you nigga! I bought my momma a Benz, and bought my Yeah nigga, whassup? Boo-Boo a Jag Nigga? And now I'm rollin in a nine-trizzay El Do- Yeah motherfucker Rad Yeah nigga, one less nigga "Just remember who changed your mind Yeah nigga, youse a dead motherfucker now Cuz when you start set-trippin, that ass mine" Indeed, agreed proceed to smoke weed with us Never have a want, never have a need Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna They say I'm greedy but I still want mo' smoke with us Cuz my eyes wanna journey some more, really Doggy Doggfather doe (check it out) I do it to you real hard then it gets hot, it's nada Now I lay me down to sleep Thang on mine, bang on mine I pray the lord, my soul to keep (52)I smoke an ounce and bounce at the same If I should die, before I wake time I pray the lord, my soul to take It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfuckin bimbo No more indo, gin and juice So quit knockin at my window, you nympho I'm on my way to Chino, rollin on the grey Maniac, bring it back, now shake it up goose Put it on the table, now break it up Shackled from head to toe Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of 25 with an izzl, with nowhere to gizzo, I know it them niggaz from the other side recognize my It really don't matter what you spent on it face As long as you're gettin what you paid for Cuz it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C That's what it's made for, ain't that what you Mad doggin niggaz cuz I don't care stayed for? Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair Niggaz stare as I enter the center (chorus) They send me to a leval 3 yard, that's where I Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? stay Snoop Dogg Late night I hear toothbrushes scrapin on the Smoke till your eyes get cataracts floor Snoop Dogg Niggaz gettin they shanks, just in case the war, You've got a girl lay her on her back pops off Snoop Dogg Cuz you can't tell what's next Millionaire, makin that paper stack My little homey Baby Boo took a pencil in his Snoop Dogg neck And he probably won't make it, to see twenty- (Snoop) two You play me and I'll play you I put that on my momma, I'ma ride for you You pay me and I'll pay you Baby Boo Hold on boo, you got the game all wrong This aint your thang, this my song Chorus 2X Move on, we in the club, at the Shark Bar Valet my keys, and park my car No snap shots, cuz I might get popped As I slide by security, givin 'em props 10. Snoop Dogg - Snoop Dogg First thing I do, when I get in Let me take you back to when I first slid in S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee Grab my gin and, get my woman, put my bib D-O-double-giz-ee in, no bullshittin D-O-double-giz-ee We be sippin, in the corner (repeat x2) With smoke comin' from up under us like we sittin in the sauna (Snoop Dogg) Burnin' up the charts, break a bitch off hard Me and my partner, in my impala Little mama don't you start Poppin' on collars, tossin up dollars A truck on the side of us but who wanna fuck (chorus) S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee Verse Two: Daz, Kurupt D-O-double-giz-ee D-O-double-giz-ee Now on a one, two, three who could it be (x2) Comin with a group of gangsta shit for ninety- three (Snoop) So ninety-four's arrived nigga, back on up Tick tock, the ice on my watch And let me and my Dogg Kurupt fuck shit up Slap me 'cross the face around 2 o'clock Now can't nobody see me here or there But the party don't stop till we blow up wherever I bails, I put it down on the ground Now every little nigga wanna show up Cuz ain't shit for sale in the Coupe Manuev'in to this, groovin to this with the beat flossin off gold D's Dippin to this, flippin to this, trippin to this And my cousin Snoop packs well, you know Ain't no skippin to this, trust this what I mean Bust this, it's too hot to touch this And it don't take much, for the Dogg Pound to He say, she say, I say no way bust a cap Don't need foreplay, ok, obey in your ass, for gettin us all fucked up Everything that I say Now check it, it's a pile full o niggaz like And every day'll be like a holiday those I put you in the front seat of my car who supposed to be the shit, but steady bitchin And roll you round town like a superstar like hoes Recline your seat and turn up the beat (Yes y'all) I'm a Dogg (yes y'all) Yiggy y'all Number one with a bullet, rollin down the Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball mothafuckin backstreets I packs a strap, like that, I kicks it like this (chorus x2) Now how many bitches must get dissed? Before they say, So wheres that nigga from back in the day 11. For All My Niggaz & Bitches Feat. Tha Ya never ever thought I'd see him bustin with Dogg Pound & The Lady Of Rage - Snoop Dr. Dre Dogg Cuz I grips mics, I rips mics in half Hoes be comin to my flat so I can tap that ass Well it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, nigga See these other fools but you can't see me, Chorus nigga Who am I? [It's Kurupt motherfucker] Verse Three: Kurupt Do or die [We gives a fuck motherfucker] So slow your roll, I'm In Control like Janet You're headed my way, nigga you best to hit a The loc-est twenty-one year old nigga that's on U-turn quick this planet So what's happenin? I'm cappin shit up like a Take it for granted, if ya wanna, cuz I'm gonna Western flick grab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!! The kinpin of the clique, top notch 17 shot Glock cocked, so all niggas drop Chorus: repeat 2X The run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin to serve So all my bitches and my niggaz and my the best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, cuz it's a niggaz and my bitches murder fest Wave your motherfuckin hands in the air I smoke chronic everyday, so what have we And if you don't give a shit Another motherfucker, gettin served like some Like we don't give a shit cavy Wave your motherfuckin fingers in the air Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac when times get ruff, my (plus I'm) rollin with two Glocks [Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a fuck nigga Fly motherfuckers can't see Kurupt [Snoop] The clique i'm with, don't give a Hellraisin like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin shit sheeit, ya know why? the fuck up [Dogg Pound] Real niggaz don't give a fuck Slow your roll, like your legs was broken Who's jokin? Rakim never joked, so why Chorus should I loc? And that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doe Runnin em like Flo Jo, stranded on Death 13. Doggy Dogg World Feat. Tha Dogg Row Pound & The Dramatics - Snoop Dogg Mediocre motherfuckers die cuz I'm servin em They can't fuck with or see me I'm mass Intro: murderin [Smokin indo, look out my window I suppose] We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Yeah Carolina West [Niggaz don't understand how we kicks I own this motherfucker and my name is Taa- diffrent flows] Dow (I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged like a Y'all niggaz know who I am y'all niggaz tearin BF Goodrich up shit (Bring your whole set and get your hood But we got somethin old, and somethin new lynched) for y'all tongiht [Drop to your knees like a dog in heat] Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Peep the murderous styles and the poetical Dogg techiques The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics

Chorus Verse One: Snoop Doggy Dogg

Verse Four: Rage It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go Check it out, it's Rage, ready for the I'm hearin motherfuckers tryin to steal my breakdown flow Take down, when it comes to the mic I'm But it ain't no thang cause see my nigga puttin my weight down Coolio And that's 175 pounds of beef Put me up on the game when I step through beatin yo' ass down to the concrete the do' Fool, act like ya know Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive I'm stranded on Death Row with no where to Usin my styles like a contraceptive go, so (36)I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't What's a girl to do learnt Take out a crew, or two, a few, what you It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the wanna do? biggest sack So put your gun away, run away, cuz i'm back [Snoop] Throw your guns in the motherfuckin (why?) air, we don't care Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now [Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a fuck nigga Tell me what's goin on [Snoop] About nuthin at all, just my Doggs It make me wanna holler, cuz my dollars come and clockin the grip bitch in ozones [Dogg Pound] Niggaz don't give a fuck nigga Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes [Snoop] That's why I can kick it so tuff, cuz and quit tryin to spit at my motherfuckin hoes Speakin of hoes, I'll get to the point slugs You think you gots the bomb cuz I rolled you and I smoke weed for the fuck of it a joint? Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanatory how I (60)You's a flea... and I'm the Big Dogg gets wicked I'll scratch you off my balls with my but it's manditory that I kick it motherfuckin paws Check it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now must I Y'alls, niggaz, better recognize prove it And see where I'm comin from it's still East Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be Side till I die stickin and movin Why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head huntin the D-O-Double-G-Y Hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn Peep, the massicre from a verbal assassin Chorus: Murderin with rhymes packin Tec-9's for some action It's a crazy mixed up world, it's a Doggy Dogg You really don't know, do you? You fuckin World wit a hog It's a Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg You can't do me, I'm goin out looney like O- World Dog The Dogg's World Chorus Verse Two: Kurupt Verse Three: Daz Well if you give me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night See my homie Snoop Doggy sippin juice and long) gin Tell when (till the early morn) Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit (for the) Styles vary, packin flavor like Lifesavers The Dogg Pound clique (to drop the cavvy Ain't that somethin, talk shit and I'm dumpin Dogg shit) I had your whole fuckin block bumpin Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm Diggity Daz out of the motherfuckin cut once unique like China mo' Ya never find a bomber rhymer than this nigga So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and behind ya check out the flow So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat dick through Till I die I'm still screamin now (bitches ain't One-two, three, you can't see me shit) I'm a G like that strapped with hit hard tactics Now i'm the mack daddy, had he, not known A fuckin menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets about It's on again, it's on and poppin the city where I'm from, dum diddy dum All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin As you groove to the gangster shit I wanna see some panties droppin The D-O-Double-G the P-O-U-N-D, the I'm comin from L.A., she used to chill with gangsta clique Dre up in Compton Now as the Pound break it down with the (All I ever did was just use that hoe gangsta funk Show her my Dickies, get with these, and kick I can see and I can tell that's what the fuck you flows) want I'm dishin out blues, I'm upsetting like bad So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high news I promise I'll smoke chronic till the day that I Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes die Kurupt, the name's often marked for catchin a nigga... Chorus I come down with the wickedness One rude bwoy comin with the darkness (blam!) 14. Pump Pump Feat. Lil Malik a.k.a. Lil Close your eyes cuz you can't see me Hershey Loc - Snoop Dogg I quit school cause of recess you fuckin B.G. I'm shakin up the party, like Lodi Dodi *static* Is he the dopest? Ya betta ask somebody Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump When, then, send, some gin Pump And a pack of zig zags now let the games Pump Pump begin In nineteen-motherfuckin-ninety-three Let the motion of your body be the key, cuz I'm fuckin up every nigga known in the we indistry be the motherfuckin G Funk family Check this out, it's a Dogg Pound thang Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game You know who I am you know my Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pound's the motherfuckin name, who am I? game (The S-N-Double-O-P) nickname (Silky If it ain't one thing it's a motherfuckin nother Smell) last name (D-O-double-G) Word to my granny and my daddy, and my The behavior and the flavor that I found mother Makes me wanna hit that ass up with the Dogg Whether standin on the corner, or bouncin in Pound the six-deuce When I was locked up, I couldn't wait to get Chorus loose Cuz back in the days, on the side where it's at Verse Three: Malik A nigga had to have a fat stack And I was a fool, don't make me have to grab Now just back up, don't act up, I pack up my strap and go much heat rat-tat-tat-tat, nigga slap to a motherfucker Any battle I'm in, I win, I can't be beat face he fall Don't sleep while I creep peep out my Can't none of y'all niggaz see the Doggy Dogg technique Cuz I'm one rude bwoy comin with the I forgot, I'm out of sight so you can't see the wickedness MC of the year, you hear and you fear So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm i got somethin for them niggaz in the front and kickin this the rear I handle the sides, did a driveby in the who- Chorus: (repeat 2X) ride I'm satisfied now everything is really alright Blam blam, blam till dem fall You know when I come nigga I come wicked Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Don't need no permisison, motherfucker I'ma Dogg (pump pump) kick it Niggaz sweat my shit I wet em up with the Verse Two: Snoop biscuit Lick em up shot, it don't stop, till dem all drop Now you can look to the Sun, and spot the Make up your mind, go pop or slang rocks moon Just stop, rottin on the next niggaz jock And see Snoop Doggy Dogg step into the I'm strapped with my glock on your block room And ready to let loose on the first imitator that With the G funk, he funk, she funk, we funk I spot Follow me, follow me, listen to the words that stress Chorus I won't stop till yo' finished But you ain't felt love till a gangsta get up in it, Dream 15. Gangsta Luv - Snoop Dogg Every time I go around, shawty love me down Run off on me like click clack, throw it out "Gangsta Luv" like take that (feat. The-Dream) She make it do what it do when we doin' What we do in back of the 'Lac, I'm like I'm Radio Killa, Big Snoop D O dub up all for that The American Dream And every night her body gets strapped how 'bout Ayo nephew, come up off them keys Sing a lil' somethin' for the ladies That gangsta, gang, gangsta You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? That gangsta, gang, gangsta Let 'em know how we feelin' right now Gangsta, gang, gangsta That gangsta love Every time I go around, shawty love me down Run off on me like click clack, throw it out She always cold in the middle of the night like take that 'Cause I'm a dogg, I'm a give her what she like She make it do what it do when we doin' She say my name loud, I say her name low What we do in back of the 'Lac, I'm like I'm That's what I aim fo', that's how the game go up all for that And every night her body gets strapped how Baby like the way I wake her up 'bout 'Cause I'm a gangsta, I grab her by the butt Pull her to my side, I'm in deep That gangsta, gang, gangsta Woke that ass up just to put her to sleep That gangsta, gang, gangsta Gangsta, gang, gangsta Everyday is the same thang, I creep in That gangsta love It's like true blood, I sink my teeth in I gotta have it, the LB raisement Yeah, she love it the way I put it on her We was taught to dig 'em down crazy Blowin' trees, summer breeze, sippin' Corona Lost dog I give it to her right and she like it Lights out, I'm so lit She on the hip like a psychic, izzy Mama's so gone, daddy won't quit I won't stop till you're finished One of the coolest of fool on the flow But you ain't felt love till a gangsta get up in I whispered in her ear, come here you ready to it, Dream go? I bowled up a winna and put it up in the air Every time I go around, shawty love me down Got that low dress on you comin' up outta Run off on me like click clack, throw it out there, yeah like take that She make it do what it do when we doin' She like that, you like that What we do in back of the 'Lac, I'm like I'm You say you bite, well, I bite back up all for that And I'm all go, we can do it till tomorrow And every night her body gets strapped how I beat it up like Harpo 'bout

Snoopy, I go hard, baby, yes That gangsta, gang, gangsta Kissin' on yo' chest and I'm diggin' out your That gangsta, gang, gangsta Gangsta, gang, gangsta I represent the gangsta party That gangsta love The gangsta party? Yes Sir. This the life that you show The loop, the coop, the grows I ain’t no gangbang rookie on the gangbang Anything goes fool me It's so good got her wigglin' her toes I’m a boss right here on the west ..is my home which rollin with my blue ..on The boss, the dream my neck The floss, the cream Girl, come fuck with Snoop, The trips overseas sign up on my team there’s a little room left, All these things really don't mean a thing Girl, you heard on my songs, steady .., steady.., don’t get your ass left, When I'm tearin' that ass up workin' you like a .. in the move nigga, now got and hit the ..with shift the news nigga I give it to you like a gift I got some advice for you niggers, you wanna You hear what that boy say, you wouldn't be in the league .. jack, give it up fast … Then I hit it from the back Twistin up the old G, about the whole P, until I .. D, Snoopy you're so good, she screamin' and I They all come, they all wanna see, all lovin like that girl me, She off in another world you all niggers wanna be (Snoop, Snoop) I ain't stop till you're finished Even blood fuck occurs, I hate the club, She love this gangsta especially when I'm in it, they’re all showing me love, Dream They like Snoop Dog.

Every time I go around, shawty love me down Girl I wanna an autograph, so put the … Run off on me like click clack, throw it out I just laugh while I’m twistin’ … bad bitches like take that kissin’ .. She make it do what it do when we doin' till they get in trouble .. What we do in back of the 'Lac, I'm like I'm I ain’t no gangbang . ..trickin on a set up all for that I got a whole party…ice cold diamonds on my And every night her body gets strapped how chest 'bout They see my whole team bugging, not in me mugging That gangsta, gang, gangsta But that no meant … That gangsta, gang, gangsta Cuz if there’s problem I put the problem Gangsta, gang, gangsta solved, That gangsta love I call the … put the end to all this drama, … get the euros, Gangsta, gang, gangsta Get the dollars, .. get in common, That gangsta, gang, gangsta It’s time to get this change just like Obama Gangsta, gang, gangsta But I’m gonna stay the same on my mother That gangsta love fucker mama.

Snoop, Snoop, 17. Gangbang Rookie - Snoop Dogg Snoop, Snoop, …. Twistin up the old G, about the whole P, untill I’m not down with the republic party or the I .. D, democratic party They all come, they all wanna see, all lovin me, you all niggers wanna be (Snoop, Snoop) [Chorus] Even blood fuck occurs, I hate the club, I don’t need no bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch all on they’re all showing me love, me They like Snoop Dog. Trippin’ and calling my phone, always lying I don’t need no bitch, bitch constantly So what I ….give me … checking on me Yeah you all know what it is, Bitch don’t even try it I ain’t no gangbang rookie … I’m out here grinding, that's why I’ll be shopping on the ….for some rainbow I don’t need no bitch, bitch, bitch…. …fuck with All G with the young men, ….who I fuck with [Verse 2 - Devin the Dude] When I was young my mum said I looked We used to rock to the rhythm that didn’t stop like..Snoop Now you telling me I need to be getting out And we ride in the club, … and go find me a bitch I’ma take you to … Cause it’s over and through You like to … But why do I need a bitch when I got you I’m in the club with ..Snoop. I don’t mean it like it sounds, but we used to Snoop, Snoop. be a team Yo, we used to have a dream yo, we used to put our things together 18. I Don't Need No Bitch - Snoop Dogg Now it’s dividing, hiding, bottled up negative feelings inside These bitches, they come a dime a dozen [Verse 1 – Snoop Dogg] F-ck one that once sucked my dick and find My mama told me never ever trust one, bust another (bitches) one and break ‘em I don’t need ‘em, don’t buy ‘em nothing to Be about your paper nigger take it drink, I don’t feed them (bitches) Everyday’s a hustle, got these haters at my Never mind them, I stay in front, I used to neck chase behind them Suckers tryna get a check No, I don’t wine and dine them (bitches) Boss dogg does it, hoes wanna call what it wasn’t [Chorus] Tryna kiss a nigger all in public, bitch, is you I don’t need no bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch all on crazy? me I preach pimping not pussy, shit I heard it all Trippin’ and calling my phone, always lying before I don’t need no bitch, bitch constantly I ain’t no motherfucking rookie checking on me I’m a long beach, grown twenty? playa ’bout Bitch don’t even try it his g’s I’m out here grinding, that's why I ain’t tripping off these walls I don’t need no bitch, bitch, bitch…. You know these rats is after cheese Messing with my focus, the locust on his grind [Verse 3 – Snoop Dogg] They be focus on his dick and keep your focus Hell no, I don’t need one off my time And all that talking and fussing bitch you can Stay in the lane that I made for you to chill miss me Until then it’s been real, I gotta handle I put these size twelves down on a 10 speed business Before I let a bitch get the best of me And you I know we’re in it, see tripping gets I don’t need no bitch bitch bitch you nowhere The recipe for danger, phone checking, the Cause bitch I’m on that recipe for anger I’m from a gang but I don’t wanna bang ya You drink gin (step yo game up!) And I can tell how you tell all your friends Is that your friend (step yo game up!) about my Benz and my ears? bitch Tell a nigga you with you better (step yo game Really I’m the perfect stranger, which turned up!) you to the perfect stalker Body like miss parker, maybe get little darker [Lil John] But I’ma have to pass on that ass you was too much in the first place [x2] Break it down bitch, let me see you back Never understood when it was work day it up And then she all up on your boy in the worst drop that ass down low then pick that way motherfucker up You need to detox, bitch see Dr. Dre Cause crazy ain’t gonna get it, and tripping get [x4] Back that pussy tease a motherfucker you nowhere Cause bitch I’m on that, bitch I’m on that [x2] Rub that shit it's yours bitch, grab his dick it's yours bitch [Chorus] I don’t need no bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch all on [x2] Now turn around bitch, put that ass on a me nigga, grind on his dick make it get a little Trippin’ and calling my phone, always lying bigger I don’t need no bitch, bitch constantly checking on me [Chorus] Bitch don’t even try it I’m out here grinding, that's why [Snoop Dogg] I don’t need no bitch, bitch, bitch…. Bitch wanna act like she ain't never been with fast lane pimpin' on em You need to quit talking crazy Nails with the french tip potato chip yup with I don’t need no bitch a french dip say she wanna french kiss all on You need to quit talking crazy my diz-nick It's cool, go on and break fool if you have to, what which you won't do, bitch I'ma slap you 20. Step Yo Game Up (Feat. Lil Jon, Trina) Stay in line ho it's a pimp affair, if you down - Snoop Dogg to get low I can take you there But you can't fake once you hit the gate, shake till it ache, work that birthday cake Yeah Man What's Going on Man It's really You say you wanna make it ho, well quit really pimpin' up in here man bullshittin' and get naked ho I know you ain't seen pimpin' in a long time Now you always got to be hot and vicious, so man I've been MIA move them biscuits and hit them tricks bitch You know what I'm sayin' missin in action I Now you got about a minute to fix this cuz I'm ain't been on no milk carton box trying to find a bitch that's bootylicious but I've been milking and boxing these bitches cuz they got to step they game up you know [Chorus] what I mean [Trina] [Chorus] P-U-S-S-Y, run a world, I'm the girl in the What you lookin' at (step yo game up!) flesh ah What you waitin' for (step yo game up!) Lookin' for a nigga that will suck me like a Go on come on in the door (step yo game up!) blow pop Drop it to the floor and just (step yo game up!) Run that dick to the door, do me baby don't You a kid (step yo game up!) stop Same nigga talkin' all that shit take advice from a player don't love her just Just a little bitch, little balls, little dick play her Let me show you how to work your tongue boy I never could dare to pay double the fare like a hurricane man I swear to God there's going to be some We ain't here to play no games, baby give me trouble in here everything before I pay that bitch, I'm like a bossy hog I know you like me when I drop it down low half dog half gorilla bitch donkey kong Show it from the back, look back, let it roll niggas thirst for holes I got a thirst to ball Drop it to the floor like a g-bitch supposed to tryin to knock a pimp's hustle be the first to Shake it shake it shake it make a nigga go fall postal fuckin with a 150 whole can of vodka But that's for fucking with a miami girl mixed with gang bang gotta program like Get your man, take his money, and then buy pappa (hey hold up, homie) the world i'ma do you a favor let this pimpin save ya So nigga don't front, cuz fat wallets and big leave that bitch alone the homies call her dicks is all I want misbehavior boy you move too fast, done too much talkin [Chorus] i'm too much walkin the one who keep hoes hawkin [x8] Chuuurch, preach, Tabernacle dont fuck with snoop too much cause he goes off when [Chorus] niggas mouth too much, so please no flossin i step up quicker, cause the game don't pause i gotta stay sucker free cause it ain't no laws 21. The Bidness - Snoop Dogg dig this ya'll hey what's up my nigg? that's the bidness man shit just chillin what's happenin? step my game up up in this man shit man what you up to? long hours hard minutes man shit not too much with this hustle im splendid man hey you aint seen that nigga snoop? PA perfect attendence man man hell no I been callin that nigga since cause i'm a boss Starsky and Hutch. Yea, real bossy like, and sometimes flossy i aint gonna call that nigga no more, man and if you fuckin with that oh like that? i i, i know, i i i i know you gonna dig this man for real man I aint buyin the new album either, i had to tell you the truth homie but you got I'm gonna download that mutherfucker for mad free, let that nigga know when I see em man yea I hurt your feelings fuck it it's too damn shit there he go right there bad huh? i'm a major player, i got major game I might floss a different bitch but the pimpin i don't say much the same i don't say alizee i ain't got time for no haters, i lay em flat on no i don't say dutch their back keep your hands off until I say ok touch im from the dog pound homie i don't fuck wit i never come off tacky, i'm a boss exactly them cats i'm like the slick suit snooper fly versace I fuck with niggas who be bustin the shots conversation flashy, y'all niggas can't match i'm talkin long beach, engelwood, compton, me watts i talk to you slow so your game can roll close your chops, i knows your spots, keep talkin nigga i'll expose your nots real you ain't ready for daddy Breakin niggaz down like Evander Holyfield, boy i do this for fun chill it's like you vs. kobe ballin one on one to the next Episode you aint got no chance, you aint got no fans, i I make money, and I really don't love hoes kick the shit out you punk Tell ya the truth, I swoop in the Coupe look mama no hands I used to sell loot, I used to shoot hoops i'm not a holy roller but I pray so hard, help But now I, make, hits, every single day me With, that nigga, the diggy Dr. Dre I'm sendin these bitch niggas straight to God So lay back in the cut, motherfucker 'fore you shit I'm too damn grown get shot conversation is short It's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop while your talk is funnny jack i talk with money Verse Two: keep the ching on bling, the rock is sunny for you smart mouthed bitches I ain't that Boy it's gettin hot, yes indeed it is dummy (hell no, he replied) Snoop Dogg is on the mic i'm about as crazy as Biz that's the bidness man Markie, spark the, chronic bud real quick step my game up up in this man And let me get into some fly gangsta shit long hours hard minutes man Yeah, I lay back, stay back in the cut with this hustle i'm splendid man Niggaz try to play the D-O-G like a mutt PA perfect attendence man I got a little message, don't try to see Snoop let me tell you somethin I'm fin to fuck a bitch, what's her name it's Luke that's the bidness man You tried to see me, on the TV, youse a B.G. step my game up up in this man D-O-double-G, yes I'ma O.G. long hours hard minutes man You can't see my homey Dr. Dre with this hustle im splendid man So what the fuck a nigga like you gotta say PA perfect attendence man Gotta take a trip to the MIA And serve your ass with a motherfuckin AK that's the bidness, that's the bidness, that's the You, can't, see, the D-O-double-G, cuz that be bidness, can I get a witness me that's the bidness, that's the bidness, can I get a i'm servin um, swervin in the Coupe witness The Lexus, flexes, from Long Beach to Texas Sexist, hoes, they wanna get witht his Cuz Snoop Dogg is the shit, beeeitch! 23. Tha Shiznit - Snoop Dogg Verse Three: Poppin, stoppin, hoppin like a rabbit When I take the nina Ross ya know I gota ta Ahhhh, I'm somewhat brain boggled have it So I look to the microphone and slowly start I lay back in the cut retain myself to wobble Think about the shit, and I'm thinkin wealth Grab it, have it, stick it to the plug How can I makes my grip It's Snoop, Doggy, I got a got a fat dub And how should I make that nigga straight slip Sack of the chronic in my back pocket loc Set trip, gotta get him for his grip Need myself a lighter so I can't take a smoke as i dip around the corner, now i'm on a-nother I toke everyday, I loc everyday mission, wishin, upon a star With the P-O-U-N-D and my nigga Dr. Dre Snoop Doggy Dogg with the caviar Lay back in the cut, like I told your ass In the back of the limo no demo, this is the Gimme the microphone and let me hit you with a blast anybody killa, you know what the deal is I got a little cousin by the name of Daz Nigga, you know what the real is And bitches who fuck him, gimme the ass Cuz they know about the shit that we be goin [Daz] through I see some mark brand niggaz on the corner And they know about the shit that I be puttin flaggin me down up Sayin, "Yo Daz, what's up with the Pound? And they be knowin bout the shit I do when Is that nigga Snoop alright? Aiyyo what's up I'm on the mic with the crew? Cause Snoop Dogg is Trump tight like a Is them niggaz in jail, or are them niggaz virgin, the surgeon through?" Is Dr. Drizzay, so lizzay, and plizzay I said, "If you ain't up on thangs.. With D-O-double-Gizzay the fly human being Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pound's the seein game" No I'm not European bein all I can It's like this they don't understand When I put the motherfuckin mic in my hand, It's an everyday thang, to gangbang and Make that twist, don't be a bitch, let these You don't understand when i'm kickin niggaz know Cuz Snoop is on the mic and I gets wicked, What's up witchu I represent the Pound and follow me Death Row Listen to me, cuz I do you like you wanna be And can't no other motherfucker in L.A. or done Long Beach Snoop Doggy Dogg on this three two one, and Compton and Watts see D-O-G's umm Now, you can't come and you can't run, and Dum, diddy-dum here I come you can't With the gat and the guitar was strung, I'm see long to the G of the gang not that lunatic nigga who you thought I was One gun is all that we need, to put you to rest When I caught you slippin, I'm gon catch you {Pump pump!} Put two slugs dead in your then I peel your cap chest Snapped back, relax Now you dead then a motherfucker creepin Ya better not be slippin with them B's on the and sleepin '83 Cadillac 6 feet deep in, fuckin with the Pound is So we gonna smoke a ounce to this G's up hoes down while you motherfuckers [RBX] Suicide, it's a suicide (4X) bounce to this [Snoop] The cloud becomes black, and the sky becomes blue 25. Serial Killa - Snoop Dogg Now you in the midst of the Dogg Pound crew Ain't no clue, on why the fuck we do what we [Kurupt] do It's time to escape, but I don't know where the Leave you in a state of paranoia, oooh fuck I'm headed Don't make a move for your gat so soon cuz Up or down, right or left, life or death I drops bombs like Platoon (ay nigga) I see myself in a mist of smoke Walk with me, hold my hand and let me lead Death becomes any nigga that takes me for a you joke I'll take you on a journey, and I promise I We hit a five dollar stick, now we puttin in won't leave you work (I won't leave you) until you get the full Unaccountable amounts of dirt, death becomes comprehension all niggaz And when you do, that's when the mission or survival, becomes your every thought You got a cup or bottle or blunt in your hand Keep your eyes open, cuz you don't wanna be Follow directions please caught Let's, GO! Half steppin with your weapon on safety Now break yourself motherfucker, 'fore you [Problem] make me Put 'em on up - and turn them thangs upside take this 211 to another level down I come up with your ends, you go down with Said put 'em on up - and turn them thangs the devil upside down Now roam through the depths of hell Put 'em on up - and turn them thangs upside Where the rest your busta ass homeboys dwell down Well... (What?) Upside down (what?) Upside down

[RBX] Suicide, it's a suicide (4X) [Snoop Dogg] Mm... the Boss in the buildin Now tell me, what's my motherfuckin name? Try to turn it on you get offed in this buildin Higher than a muh, gettin lost in the feelin [RBX] Serial killa, serial killa, serial killa Motherfuck the law, I got a ball for the chil'ren ("Wake up in the mornin, to Lucky Charms Nigga - drunk than a bitch though cereal..") 'Fore I hit the spot I had a bottle full of Cisco Ate the kush and a model in a trenchcoat [RBX] A Crip with a lot of cash, check on how the Deep, deep like the mind of Minolta, now wrist roll picture this! Baby saw it in my eyes and she knew that I Let's picnic inside a morgue was lookin at her Not pic-a-nic baskets, pic-a-nic caskets Ain't a chance to get her, I can M-I crooked And I got the machine, that cracks your fuckin letter chest plates If she with a nigga I'ma steal her, yeah a open and release them guts crook'll have her Then I release def cuts throwin up the E once the D get to cookin in Brutal, jagged edged, totally ruffneck her (Eastside!) Now everybody scream nuff respect to the X Yeah - so what's it gon' be? Nuff respect given Golden black Joe Clark, H.N.I.C. Disrespect and you will not be livin Regulatin on any hatin I see Word to momma, Emma, drama, dilemma Some'n good in your hands then repeat after me [RBX] Suicide, it's a suicide (4X) [Chorus: Problem] Now tell me, what's my motherfuckin name Put 'em on up - and turn them thangs upside Serial killa, serial killa, serial killa down Said put 'em on up - and turn them thangs upside down 26. Upside Down - Snoop Dogg Put 'em on up - and turn them thangs upside down "Upside Down" (What?) Upside down (what?) Upside down (feat. Nipsey Hussle, Problem) Put 'em on up - and turn them thangs upside down [Intro] FUCK IT UP! And turn them thangs upside YEAH! Aight Bigg Dogg down It's 'bout that time FUCK IT UP! And turn them thangs upside down FUCK IT UP! Upside down - FUCK IT UP! [Nipsey Hussle] Upside down Look, I'm just a young nigga in the biz with FUCK IT UP! mo' enemies than friends Get no money goin out, but I got it comin in [Problem] And nah, I ain't a G but every day that's what I Yea, yea spend Damn fool, you could see it in my face though I get paid to drop a verse, for 16 I need ten I'm shittin, I'm shittin what I ate hoe End.. all the speculation Fuck that, I'm drinkin 'til I throw up Them pre-conceived notions got me over- Turn like a mug, c'mon whole hood showed compensatin up And for you slow niggaz that mean not been concentratin [Snoop Dogg] I'm shittin on these records while you rappers Bang to the boogie, keep a thang in my constipated Dungarees Uhh, it's get money, fuck haters Bailin through the Eastside, feelin like a Me and hip-hop is like Chucks and blue laces younger G Me and Snoop Dogg is Sir Charles and King Eatin like a muh, but I'm so so hun-g-ry David I dare one of these young dumb fucks to try With Problem we all ballin like the '09 Lakers and fuck with me Yeah, it's Terrance Martin on the track Fucka - I'm back to the party And I'm that young nigga droppin crack back- Marley, Bacardi, shawty, gnarly to-back Becky, and Vicky, beggin me to give me My album on the way and I ain't worried 'bout hickeys the stats Through my Dickies But I could tell you how the streets gon' react They gon' say [Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg] 27. Pronto - Snoop Dogg Lil' mama tryin to show the Dogg her G-string while she sang ain't "Nuthin' But a 'G' Thang" A nigga throwin signs tryin to let me know "Pronto" that he bang (feat. Soulja Boy Tell 'Em) Like I give a motherfuck what he claim Ay - your nigga better chill doggy What it do, 'Fore I treat him like a old bitch and Coming at you live, it’s your boy big Snoop menopause him Dogg I'll stop your ass right there Got my nephew Soulja Boy in this I swear had homies on your head like hair mothafucker Homie I ain't thinkin, I'm too busy drinkin We need you to move like pronto, like Plumber of the month, mami show me where expeditiously, matter fact Soulja Boy, holla at your sink is them nephew. So I can get to uncloggin You digg I hope that lil' cat ready for this Bigg Dogg and WOOF! [Chorus] Pronto, you know it how we ball [Chorus] She dancin’ on my drawls, with my back against the wall. [Problem] S.O.D boys, got our money sittin’ tall Pause... pause... pause... While your money sittin’ small. Let me make a phone ciz-allll! ciz-alllll [Chorus] I’m callin up my boyz, they’re gonna bring the Pronto, Pronto, you know it how we ball noise She dancin’ on my drawls, with my back When we hit the dance floor. against the wall. My team hardcore, all the girls do adore S.O.D boys, got our money sittin’ tall Bouta do the gang rock til my feet get sizzz- While your money sittin’ small. ore Let me make a phone ciz-allll! ciz-alllll Sizzz-ore I’m callin up my boyz, they’re gonna bring the noise Step on the scene, make the haters say When we hit the dance floor. dammit. My team hardcore, all the girls do adore Soulja Boy Tell ‘Em hottest rapper on the Bouta do the gang rock til my feet get sizzz- planet. ore Ya’ girl love me and I know you can’t stand it. Sizzz-ore Goth-em city doors got ya boy Batmanin’. Ya’ girl go hard like Dikembe Mutombo. Mike check 0 1 2 3, I don’t freestyle cuz my Soulja number one but I ain’t talkin bout the style ain’t free! combo. Lyrical criminal most have battled for S.O.D. boss (yeah) I’m the head hon-cho. national, Soulja no limit but I'm not talking Walk inside the club, I need V.I.P bout Master P (50)I’m in my tour bus a lot and groupies in [Chorus] back of me Pronto, Pronto, you know it how we ball Every boy’ll shoot interview, video, shoot a She dancin’ on my drawls, with my back magazine against the wall. My flow is so sick, the number one off of S.O.D boys, got our money sittin’ tall iTunes While your money sittin’ small. My flow, quick, can lay you quicker than the Let me make a phone ciz-allll! ciz-alllll fuckin’ swine flu I’m callin up my boyz, they’re gonna bring the noise [Chorus] When we hit the dance floor. Pronto, Pronto, you know it how we ball My team hardcore, all the girls do adore She dancin’ on my drawls, with my back Bouta do the gang rock til my feet get sizzz- against the wall. ore S.O.D boys, got our money sittin’ tall Sizzz-ore While your money sittin’ small. Let me make a phone ciz-allll! ciz-alllll Get it in, get it out, turn it up, turn it down I’m callin up my boyz, they’re gonna bring the Big Snoop dog and soulja boy, told ya boy in noise your mouth, (51)When we hit the dance floor. Make it bang, make it bounce, break it up take My team hardcore, all the girls do adore it out, Bouta do the gang rock til my feet get sizzz- nigga what you talking about, snoop dogg ore walk it out, Sizzz-ore Go to work, do the jerk, do it till your head hurt All black let it up, nigga we can get it up we the west, just the turf, known throughout ya, you can set it up cuz we will neva let it up the universe and I’ll do it till you get enough, and i beat Superman and Kryptonite all on the same you dead and red and stuff mike what it do, what it is, I see you haven’t read Send us some bad bitches like enough this is the life I chose for me and this is the way I chose to be "Doggystyle" came out, it's like I dropped a A lot of fools is holding me but that’s just the bomb way it’s supposed to be One of the greatest hip-hop records of all time Never win, against the grain, always playing I was young gettin' money, livin' wild and free 20 games Got on and I brought the whole Pound with Stand for something dawg or you gonna fall me for anything but later for that Didn't matter who's around, I kept it way too Yeah, I got my swag back, I’m with the Soulja G Boy, that nigga bad, back Niggaz knew it was Eastside L.B.C. But them GCs and TCs begin the VIP, blowin Gangsta shit, that's what a motherfuckin' on some liquor, purple trees gangsta get Jerkin knees, workin these cute bad bitches The one up above didn't like my pace I think they bent their knees, we gonna get I was movin' too fast and I caught that case them for their cheese I fought that case, wonder where the West Break it down, spread it round, five pound would be if I'da lost that case Put it in the air, right now like pronto I slow mine down, swimmin' with the sharks and I almost drowned [Chorus] Pronto, Pronto, you know it how we ball [Chorus] She dancin’ on my drawls, with my back I done made some mistakes along the way against the wall. To become the G I am today S.O.D boys, got our money sittin’ tall Who had ever thought I'd make this far? While your money sittin’ small. Out the hood to be a big star Let me make a phone ciz-allll! ciz-alllll And I ain't goin' nowhere I’m callin up my boyz, they’re gonna bring the Homie I ain't never comin' down noise I'm too high in the clouds When we hit the dance floor. To ever have to worry 'bout that My team hardcore, all the girls do adore Bouta do the gang rock til my feet get sizzz- [Snoop Dogg] ore I'm finally out Sizzz-ore And the critics hated on me 'cause I went to the South “Ladies and gentlemen, we are now Said I wasn't gon' shine, had me left for dead approaching 35,000 feet Switched sides, now my old boss want me Hope you’re enjoying your ride through dead Wonderland Dropped the first of the three and you said it I am your flight attendant Boss Lady was weak Turn your bottles upside down and your blunts "No Limit Top Dogg", the return of the beast in an upright position So from that point on I know what to do And please remain seated until the flight has Don't worry 'bout them just do what you do come to a complete stop "Last Meal" was the one that took me off the Thanks for flying the friendly skies with your leash friendly captain Snoop D-O-double-G aka The That's the last time a nigga gon' eat off of me Homey” Stack plaque after plaque, gain millions sold I'm the Bo$$ of this bitch and I ain't never went Gold, nigga 30. Neva Have 2 Worry - Snoop Dogg [Chorus] Snoop Dogg] I done made some mistakes along the way 1992, "Deep Cover" hit the world and fell in To become the G I am today love with Snoop Who had ever thought I'd make this far? Out the hood to be a big star Some of 'em gotta beg a bitch to stay And I ain't goin' nowhere But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't Homie I ain't never comin' down That's how it is for me 'cause I live a boss' life I'm too high in the clouds (39)Now this is for the B's and the C's, and the To ever have to worry 'bout that D's and the H's And the G's puttin work in overseas [Snoop Dogg] At ease with the Doggy and smoke some weed Bo$$ of the City, Bo$$ of the Coast Fuck it, if my nigga detoxing, it's more for me Some other niggaz tried but none of 'em come Baby this is presidential really close A pocket full of women understanding how They stuck lookin' silly, but nothin' like a loc I'm living The Bigg Bow Wow, I kill it with one stroke Show them hoes how you winning (Wow!) That's what it's about It's the beginning with the pearls you're given They tryin' to tell a nigga what could come out The world soft like linen and sweet like his mouth cinnamon Motherfucker I'm a G, but first I'm a man But everyday like 50 say, it's +Many Men+ Freedom of Speech, bitch is a word you can't They wanna take me out the spot, they want ban the pussy and the ends So they blamin' me, sayin' this my talk But separate the paper and the Benz and the to some women as hoes, like it's my fault cribs Damn they lost, man they just don't know Then the hoes, then the clothes, I'ma have to That a bitch is a bitch, and a hoe is a hoe let 'em go Let them heaters cock and let them leaders You know how the Dogg roll.. don't get it talk twisted I'm gon' be smokin' dank, livin' like a boss 'Cause he bang out the East just in case you Let them heaters cock and let them leaders wanna visit talk A touch of the exquisite, mixed with somethin I'ma be smokin' my dank, livin' like a boss, pimpish nigga And it's comin from the Beach where them niggaz is a beast [Chorus] But I just listen, all that shit is in my past I done made some mistakes along the way I'm connected to the purse first nigga.. the ass To become the G I am today last Who had ever thought I'd make this far? From Long Beach to Venice is the premise Out the hood to be a big star Want the green like spinach and I'm strong to And I ain't goin' nowhere the finish Homie I ain't never comin' down I'm too high in the clouds [ Chorus: Akon ] To ever have to worry 'bout that See me man, I'm nothin like you I got the kinda swagger that you ain't used to I'm leanin in my ride, fo' fifth, cock bangin 31. Boss' Life - Snoop Dogg ft. . Akon Me, I'm ridin by ya on the corner, block slangin [ Snoop Dogg ] I'm livin that boss' life (life) Some of 'em lie about the shit they got The hoes come runnin when they see me and what they do on the block comin Some of 'em lie about the guns they pop I'm livin that boss' life (life) But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't You can have anything just don't fuck with my That's how it is for me 'cause I live a boss' life money (my money) So many niggaz wanna play but still got dues to pay [ Snoop Dogg ] This is for the West and the East and the Dirty So let me work the thang South Let me do my thing Khaki's and them Tim's and them niggaz with the platinum mouths [Snoop:] Thinkin that they blessed by the actions that dumb, young and full of shit be comin out lil crazy ass nigga When you in Magic City you be carrying a lot homie where u from of clout I bang the bet But trickin ain't the route (route), that's even if Bang the set you got it Tat on my neck There's a method to you holdin it when they Teck on deck can't do without it Yeh yeh watch yo step Just put the key up in it nigga if she 'bout it He wont fuss You can have her and her partner, fuckin with He'll just bust it for a dolla Ask those ***** If she a balla, she gon' ride with a shot caller I left em in dust Roll with the Bo$$ Dogg in the back of a blue Trust or bust Impala Cuss and get drunk and talk big shit And if she follow.. then she gon' swallow Man yo bitch so quick and dip All the game you got to give her, be a Hop on the site like like we used to do different bitch tomorrow Fly handlebars, his All-stars is blue But I would never bother breakin out (Tha Keeping it true Doggfather) 7 days a week 'Less I knew that she was 'bout him, havin and he livin with his momma diamonds on his collar and I heard she a freak I'm just an author, spreading game to my ******* wit a G partners HGC 107 Walkin on the blue carpet with the Doctor Bald head nigga named Melvin (Doctor) He telling cuz how to live and he a felon He bailin [ Chorus ] Fuck that bullshit he sailin See me man, I'm nothin like you You know why I got the kinda swagger that you ain't used to I'm leanin in my ride, fo' fifth, cock bangin [(Chorus) Tyrese:] Me, I'm ridin by ya on the corner, block you just a baby boy slangin your not the real mccoy I'm livin that boss' life (life) I've been runnin' these streets The hoes come runnin when they see me You goin' crazy comin What about your baby I'm livin that boss' life (life) Why you ridin with heat You can have anything just don't fuck with my money (my money) [Mr Tan:] I gotta baby up the street another baby mama around the corner 32. Just A Baby Boy - Tyrese Ft Snoop one I just screw Dogg and the other I make love to but im in and out fool [Tyrese:] I can't stay with one bitch I know sometimes it might get crazy I gotta keep it pimpin I'll always be here for you lady But now some drama and I ain't wit it Baby I'm just tryin'a change the game The nigga that used to knock my song momma up just got out Big snoop dogg mr tan tyrese baby boy And mom's threw a nigga out for bangin on All u young g's got a baby boy his spouse And that nigga Now he up in baby's house What I'm gon do 34. Nuthin-but-a-g-thang - Snoop Dogg - Should I set it off Feat: Dr Dre And play myself like a fool I'm a keep it cool [Snoop Doggy Dogg] And see how long this shit gon last One, two, three and to the fo' I scooped up my son he tried to play my wit a Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the do' ghetto pass Ready to make an entrance, so back on up I ain't havin' that ('Cause you know about to rip shit up) Grab my strap Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like I got to do something a bubble Fresh out but a nigga got to do something Compton and Long Beach together, now you And I'm a baby boy with nothing to lose know you in trouble Big snoop check It Ain't nuthin' but a "G" thang, baaaaabay! I'm a lay him down Two loc'ed out niggas so we're craaaaazay! *** dang it y'all please believe me Death Row is the label that paaaaays me! a baby boy, baby boy Unfadeable, so please don't try to fade this I'm a baby boy gangsta (Hell yeah) But uh, back to the lecture at hand [chorus] Perfection is perfected, so I'ma let 'em understand [Tyrese:] from a young G's perspective I know sometimes it get crazy And before me dig out a bitch I have ta' find a I'll always be here for you lady contraceptive Baby I'm just trying to change the game You never know she could be earnin' her man So let me work the thang and learnin' her man - and at the same time Let me do my thing burnin' her man Now you know I ain't with that shit, Everytime I come and see u Lieutenant you're telling me what I can and cant to Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while Girl ur losin ur mind I'm up in it You tell ur frends I don't treat you right (Yeah) And that's realer than Real-Deal You say I'm livin another life Holyfield I Wanna make u my wife! And now you hooka's and ho's know how I Yes I do babe feel Girl you're about to drive me crazy Well if it's good enough to get broke off a U cut me down and call me lazy proper chunk I guess I'm just another baby boy I'll take a small piece of some of that funky Oh noo, no ohhh ohhhhhh stuff

[Chorus] [Dr. Dre and Snoop] It's like this and like that and like this and uh [Snoop:] It's like that and like this and like that and uh Do the damn thing It's like this and like that and like this and uh Do the damn thing [S] Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom Big snoop dogg do the damn thing [Dr. Dre] Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm We gotta break 'em off somethin' (Hell yeah) creep-in And it's gotta be bumpin' (City of Compton!) But I damn near got caught, 'cause my beeper kept beepin' [Dr. Dre] Now it's time for me to make my impression It's where it takes place - so when asked, yo' felt attention So sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbelt Mobbin' like a muh'fucka, but I ain't lynchin' You never been on a ride like this befo' Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' the sucka with a producer who can rap and control the niggas mumble maestro When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they At the same time with the dope rhyme that I all crumble kick Try to get close, and your ass'll get smacked You know, and I know, I flow some ol' fonky My muthafuckin' homie Doggy Dogg has got shit my back to add to my collection, the selection Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then I'm symbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't choke slippin' If you do, you'll have no clue But if I got my Nina, then you know I'm on what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came straight trippin' to do And I'ma continue to put the rap down, put the mack down [Dr. Dre and Snoop] And if yo bitches talk shit, I'll have to put the Nuthin-but-a-g-thang lyrics on smack down http://music.yeucahat.com/song/English/2327 Yeah, and you don't stop 4-Nuthin-but-a-g-thang~Snoop-Dogg-Feat- I told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and Dr-Dre.html I tock It's like this and like that and like this and uh, But I'm never off, always on, to the break of It's like that and like this and like that and uh, dawn It's like this... C-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call Long [D] And who gives a fuck about those? Beach [S] So just chill, til the next episode... Puttin' the shit together Like my nigga D.O.C., "No One Can Do It {*funky sample break*} Better"

[Snoop Doggy Dogg] [Dr. Dre and Snoop] Fallin' back on that ass, with a hellified Like this, that and this and uh gangsta lean It's like that and like this and like that and uh, Gettin' funky on the mic like a ol' batcha' It's like this collard greens [D] And who gives a fuck about those? It's the capital S, oh yes I'm fresh, N double-O [S] So just chill, 'til the next episode... P D O double-G Y, D O double-G, ya see {*funky sample break*} -> repeat 3X Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name 36. Ghetto was on the mic Yeah, and it don't quit - Kelly Rowland ft. . Snoop Dogg I think they in the mood for some muthafuckin' G shit Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto livin (Hell yeah) So Dre... (Whattup Dogg?) Gotta give 'em what they want (What's that, [Verse one] G?) These streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand) [Chorus] When your on it you'll keep goin down (goin down) Cause thats the life when your And there's noone to hold on too Living in the (ghetto) oh And there's noone to pull you out Eating in the (ghetto) or You keep on fallin (falling) Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto) And noone can here you callin Thats the life when ur So you end up self destructing Living in the (ghetto)oh On the corner with the tuli on the waist line Eating in the (ghetto) or just got outta the bing doin state time Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) Teeth marks on my back from the canine Dark Memories of when there was no [Bridge] sunshine Cause they said that I wouldn't make it Gun shots every night in the (ghetto) (I remember like yesterday) Crooked cops on sight in the (ghetto) Holdin on to what god gave me Every day is a fight in the (ghetto) (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto) [Chorus] Got kids to feed in the (ghetto) Selling coke and weed in the (ghetto) Cause thats the life when ur Every day somebody bleed in the (ghetto) Living in the (ghetto)and (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto) Eating in the (ghetto)or Sleeping in the (ghetto) (ghetto) [Chorus] Cause thats the life when ur Living in the (ghetto)and Thats the life when your Eating in the (ghetto)or Living in the (ghetto)oh Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) Living by the (ghetto)oh Eating in the (ghetto, ghetto) [Verse two] Thats the life when your Living in the (ghetto)oh No need to cherish luxuries (cause everythin' Sleeping in the (ghetto) come and go) Living in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) Even the life that you have is borrowed (Cause your not promised tomorrow) (wooohhoohh) So live your life as if everydays' gon be your last Once you move forward can't go back Best prepare to remove your past

Cause ya gotta be willin to pray Yea There gotta be (there gotta be) a better way oh Yea ya gotta be willing to pray Cause there gotta be (there gotta be) a better day (ay)

Whoever said that this struggle would stop today A lot of niggas dead or locked away Teenage Women growing up with aids 2 PAC head shots Your last words'll be, "damn what's all these red dots?" Niggas nowawadays, they worry me, my bars is therapy As long as you usin' them thouroughly, muah til the day that they bury me 4. N.I.G.G.A. - 2Pac My niggas is stronger and tighter now than they probably will ever be "N.I.G.G.A. (Never Ignorant About Getting And i'm a product of the '70's Goals Accomplished)" The hood got niggas on punishment, that's why they never leave [Intro] (2Pac) If I ain't eatin' with you, i'm probably beefin' Niggas! (Yeah!) (Uh) with you Niggas! If no money ain't involved ain't no need for me speakin' with you [Verse: 2Pac] I know you got a gun but i'm hopin' you keep Who's afraid of the punk police? it with you Niggas run the streets, no justice no peace Cuz unfortunately, i'm one of them rappers Fuck the law, rather draw than do time that keep a pistol and Don't fuck with mine, cross the line, my two You know what the llama do, nines Shady/Aftermath, Ruff Ryders, D-Block, and go baya baya when I shoot 'em of course Amaru Korean mothafuckers was crooked, so niggas Lotta people honor you, probably cuz of the had to burn and loot 'em way you used to bring the drama to Now the streets ain't safe at night whoever you wanted to, you a leader when My Niggas! Straight take his life you can get a leader to follow you So don't sleep when my Jeep creep up, how But anyway, life goes on, so i'll see you when we hit 'em I art in heaven like our fathers do Empty the clip, then dip cuz we did 'em Lickin' of shots for Latasha that's proper [Chorus (2Pac)] Love for my niggas but a glock for the Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't fuck with us) coppers Niggas! (Yeah niggas, cuz bein' a nigga means So what the fuck you wanna do now you love niggas) I packed a .9 last year, in '99 I'm packin' 2 Niggas! now Niggas! (Nigga!, you can't fuck with us) And even if they pull their triggers They can shoot one man, but nothings gonna [Fades out] stop the plan of true niggas

[Chorus (2Pac)] Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't fuck with us) Niggas! (Cuz bein' a nigga means you love niggas) 6. Whatz Next - 2Pac Niggas! (Jada!, ey yo)

[Verse: Jadakiss] "Whatz Next" My dimes make the fiends go to sleep, so they (feat. A3, Jay Rock) call 'em bedrocks Niggas is like photographers, all they take is [2Pac:] Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do (Aye its on A3) Now what's next Makaveli tried to warn us Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do But niggaz ain't listen to Pac Now what's next Naw (listen listen) nigga really listen to Pac Shit yean got it yet (no) Caught up in the middle Then you won't get it My life's a riddle Might as well measure 'em up Don't let it get ya And have his ass fitted I wanna be legal Why But it's this hustle that get me richer Caught slippin' dog trippin' didn't soak game One love to my peoples makin' money Got his wig split like dem shutters on the I can see you bubblin' airplane Avoid all trouble Never will change niggaz wit' no name no Beware of devils continue strugglin' shame Nothin's impossible if there's a will there's a Might open ya head foe mess broke change way I stay posted like a flag (flag) So get your mind on official business Starin' thru my rear view ballin' in a jag (jag) You can be great Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H- And it's been this way from the cradle to the Town grave We gon' put these artificial bustas in they So get paid place now My niggaz do this every fuckin' day Time foe a change We parlay Real niggaz rollin' wit' me Through politics and conversation Money makin' swift decision we controllin' This information to my thug niggaz in the the streets congregation Side track by the broads and the frauds Watch and bare witness to the pleasures of Ain't it strange participation It's the reason so many niggaz get scarred in Separation is self destruction the game What's needed is unification Cause the world ain't hardly scared Whatz next If not prepared Be sure to be bummy and be no longer there [Chorus x2] But no one cares it's there to share All we get is stares [Jay Rock:] Because of fear we'll evaporate That money gotta make it Say your prayers What I gotta do to make it Do I really gotta take it And what's next Put this mack up to you face it Doin' what we gotta do to survive [Chorus x2:] Just ask Kweli doin' what we do to get by Hard livin' got me goin' insane Some niggaz stick to the crime But I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in Pitchin' nickel and dimes the game What the fuck we s'pose to do Whatz next Who gon' give us a job I'm goin' crazy So I tried and tried Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to Tried to get out the grind do But the block kept on callin' me back Whatz next Fiends kept on callin' for crack So I supply 'em wit' that [A3:] Gave 'em a reasonable fee Nigga don't blame it on me I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest Shit just look where I'm at corners Niggaz in gardens Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya LAPD is the target One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse Niggaz is heartless hustle regardless full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my Look that dope spot use to be an apartment friend But now it's just a place to hide the guns in the closet I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true Watch ya step shift the grams under the carpet While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see) We just tryin' hard not to see that coffin [repeat 2X]

Whatz next (They got me) starin at the world through my rearview [Chorus x2] Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we) Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers 8. Starin' Thru My Rear View - 2Pac [repeat 2X]

[E.D.I.] "Starin' Through My Rear View" Now you see him, now you don't, some niggaz be here for the moment, and then they gone, [Tupac] what happened to em? Staring at the world through my rearview Well let's see, it seems to be a mystery Just looking back at the world, from another But all I know I never let the money get to me level Stay down like the, truest Ya know what I mean? Thug Life until I check out this bitch, I Starin... thought you knew this Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops care to Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody While you thinkin I see you lost up in my stops rearview I wonder when the world stopped caring last Half you, is down with them Outlawz night Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws Two kids shot while the whole block staring But still we keep mashin til our dreams come I will never understand this society, first they through try Starin at the world through my rearview to murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed [Tupac] All my homies trying weed, now the little Now I was raised as a young black male baby's In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my Caught a nigga so they send me to these enemies overpacked jails flee when they see me, believe me In the cell, countin days in this livin black Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen Hell, do you feel me? Through the intermissions search your heart Keys to ignition, use at your discretion for a plan Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection and we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on Niggaz hate me in the section from years of again chin checkin Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons The world, the world is behind us Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter Once a motherfucker get an understanding on cause the world's gettin colder, baby let me the game hold ya and what the levels and the rules of the game Talk to my guns like they fly bitches is All you bustas best to run look at my bitches Then the world ain't no trick no more The world is a game to be played Now I know the answers to the question, do So now we lookin at the world, from like, dreams come true behind us Still starin at the world through my rearview (I Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put say) our mind to it and do it [repeat 2X] It's all about the papers, money rule the world Bitches make the world go round (They got me) starin at the world through my Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz do rearview what they can't Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time Starin at the world through my rearview to die Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you Gettin high, watchin time fly - I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time and all my motherfuckers/nigga can die to die [repeat 2X] Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be [Khadafi] [repeat 4X with vocal fade] Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers 10. Death Around The Corner - 2Pac Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned in school, on some Million Man March shit "Death Around The Corner" for the piece/peace True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of [Child:] Why you by the window?, what's greed wrong daddy? Criminally addicted, infested since a seed We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns [Mother:] I know what's wrong with that crazy run motherfucker by young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's He's just stand by the goddamn window deep with that fuckin' AK all day Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't, Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my you don't do a goddamn thing dough So while you reminiscin all nights out with the I see death around the corner, gotta stay high crew while I survive Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin through In the city where the skinny niggas die your rearview If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga, no need to worry [Tupac] I expect retaliation in a hurry Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by I see death around the- corner, anyday starin through the rearview Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever So since you ain't knowin what we mean let anyway me break down understandin Strugglin and strivin, my destiny's to die Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my All I can do is get my grind on, death around eyes the corner In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy Madder than a motherfucker, they never [Chorus] shoulda had me I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors I was raised in the city, shitty can't help me Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty Got me stressin' with my pistol in my sheets, it Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty ain't healthy And smokin' weed was an everyday thang in Am I paranoid? - Tell me the truth my household, I'm out the window with my AK, ready to And drinking liquor til' you out cold shoot And tho' i'm gone now, nigga it's still on- Pow Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the Bustin on them niggas til they gone stress, How many more jealous ass bitches, comin for I'm out of breath my riches Make me wanna kill my damn self, Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone but I see death around the corner Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless, them bitches will start shit [Chorus] Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch No more game for free, please explain to me (When we were kids, belonging felt good) Why niggas trip bitch, who you came to see? I see death around the corner Murderin' now but see me later man, as for my (But having respect, that feels even better) pops I see death around the corner I got homies that will hunt you til you drop (When we were kids, belonging felt good) I hope the Lord will forgive me, I was a G I see death around the corner And gettin high was a way of gettin free (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death around the corner

I see death around the corner, [Chorus] the pressure's getting to me I no longer trust my homies, This is for all the real mothafuckin niggas out them phonies tried to do me there Smoking too much weed, I know you ain't scared to die got me paranoid, stressed We all gotta go, ya know ? Pack a gat and my vest, A real motherfucker will pick the time he goes under my clothes when I dress And make sure he handles his motherfuckin Here's hopin I die the way I lived, business straight thuggin' Y'all niggas stop acting like pussies out there, Huggin' my trigger for all them niggas all right who was buggin' My homie told me once, [Movie bites] don't you trust them other suckers They fought like they your homies I'm tired off getting ripped off by guys like but they phony motherfuckers that And even if I did die young, who cares All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares I want his family dead, I want his house I got homies in my head burned to the ground who done passed away screamin, please I want to got there in the middle of the night, Young nigga, make Gs I wanna piss on his head I can't give up, although I'm hopeless, I want his family dead, I want his house I think my mind's gone burned to the ground I want to got there in the middle of the night, just a groopy on a world tour I wanna piss on his head Now I find out for myself your Girl you need to check yourself... I want that sonova bitch dead, I want him dead I want him dead, I don't care [Kastro] You need to check this, I got this game twisted so I don't claim 'em, just bang 'em... Papa raised a player, so player I'll play 'em I got hoez, that got more hoez than me So how I love getting hooked like I ain't got G 13. There U Go - 2Pac Truly, cutie, booty babe! [Chorus] But that ain't enough there you go.....acting like a hoe.... And the head make me bag, still that just ain't (I don't know why I'll be fucking with you) enough When I don't trust her, bitch be lien too much [Pac] She be dieing to fuck me, you be buying the Was it the liqour stuff... that makes me act blind? the times I'm with her [Young Noble] anonymous pictures See old friend I know. of other niggas trying to kiss her will I love her, or shall I dis her I'm sick of this scandalous shit I deal with trying to paint a perfect picture! 15. Fame - 2Pac My memories of jealousy no longer care And my niggas say free.... We want the FAME 'cause so much bullshit your girlfriends keep C'mon c'mon telling me I'm on tour but now my bedrooms an open [Chorus] door so it got me thinking what am I trying for? One thing we all adore When I was young I was so very dumb Something worth dying for Eager to please a little trick on a mission Nothing but pain trying 2 get 'em up P Stuck in this game Me and my niggas is Thug niggas, former Searching for fortune and fame known Drug Dealers! We don't love bitches!, and believe they don't The one thing we all adore love niggas! Something worth dying for I got 'em plain by attraction It's been nothing but pain But you became a distraction a threat to my Stuck in this game paper stacking Searching for fortune and fame I thought you'd change, but now I know Can't turn a hoe into a house wife baby [Verse 1: Tupac] And there you go... Though we exist and breathe [Chorus] Some believe currency comes to g's There you there you go, acting like a hoe Stresses half the ghetto There you there you go, acting like a hoe! With success comes greed [echo] there you there you go, acting like a hoe They got me hot Acting like a hoe, acting like a hoe! When they shot me See the word on the streets your Plotted My revenge Sipping Henney To increase my ends Drunk nights Enemies gettin dropped And hot days Win or lose Cocking my heat Red or blue Shooting it sideways We must all stay true A wife on the run Play the game nigga Full of common blunts Never let the game play you Unconditionally married And for the fame [echo] To my gun Niggas change fast [echo] Fulfillin' my destiny That's a shame [echo] On knees What's the game And ones desires Lost souls Be pulling all my cabbage Who controls our brain? Like priors Who can I blame? [echo] Stuck in the trance The world seems strange at times Searching for something higher Somewhat insane [echo] Fortune and fame I'm hoping we can change with time I'm living blinded [echo] [Chorus] Searching for a ?? curse I know death follows me One thing we all adore But I murder him first Something worth dying for And worse yet Nothing but pain With each breathe Stuck in this game Steps I take Searching for fortune and fame (FAME) Breathless Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish? The one thing we all adore Cigar ashes Something worth dying for Coaster It's been nothing but pain Crystal glasses Stuck in this game We mash on them jealous bastards Searching for fortune and fame With a ski mask I'm the first one to warn them [Verse 3:] Blast it Wrapped in plastic Searching for fortune and fame Bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws) Lost in the rain Ain't nothing left now A lose of the game Treated like a stepchild With life the cost of the game Was not for me We forcing the change Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em all) Mother fuck flossing the chain [echo] Be rocking beats All the blame Fake in fame Belongs to the part of the brain [echo] That we never use nigga [Verse 2:] Plus my heart is in pain [echo] And if I ever lose homey Block run and shoot slugs Bet I'm at it again [echo] We throw them back like hardballs Outlaws don't die Without the gloves So united we stand [echo] No love for these fake desperados And if family 'come a foe And thugs I bleed to envy All the fortune and fame [echo] Smoke and blow out they blunts [Verse 4: Napoleon] That when I finally got out At first it ain't feel good As I walk up in the crib I was just a baby Laid to rest me head Still retarded from slavery Say some rhymes to angels When we struggle to shovel shit Hope they bless my bed Ain't nobody saved me Hope they bless me the righteous way Ghetto ain't made me Got a homie locked down I made myself Outta town Poverty raised me I sent him a kite today Thinking ain't no help Man that hate in your heart I pray for my health Your gotta cleanse it dog My mind Praying for my downfall And my family too And I can sense it dog State of myself I was passed down the street fame My grind Like glocks clocked And my family crew And keep aim Where one hand watches the other Was raised up with a clock box No we ain't blood And I ran with the local street gang But we still real brothers They say the light is faded The struggle is real But still shine in the dark Nothing can steal You can easy been a man What we build But you is a boy in your heart And that remains the same And that's some game that I got 'Till that day we killed From generation of game And that's real In the road of life dog Life that I was aimed to be We need to switch up lanes Love by my family tree Think about it That's fame to me How about it [Chorus] [Chorus] One thing we all adore Something worth dying for One thing we all adore Nothing but pain Something worth dying for Stuck in this game Nothing but pain Searching for fortune and fame (FAME) Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame The one thing we all adore Something worth dying for The one thing we all adore It's been nothing but pain Something worth dying for Stuck in this game Nothing but pain Searching for fortune and fame Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame [Verse 5:]

I can't complain I've seen my fair share of the fame 16. Late Night - 2Pac It wont change me Now I've got this piece of change "Late Night" I feel strange I got so use to the hood [DJ Quik] Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy ['Pac] In the late night! Hey man so far I've been listenin to your "Last night.." album "I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be" and I ain't heard nuttin you could kick back ['Pac] In the late night! and smoke a beadie to You know? [Hussein Fatal] Around my way we lamp, many styles get Yeah like that cramped Some of that mellow shit I clock rocks in the rain til my socks is damp Some of that shit that make bitches drink Ain't NUTTIN like bein a thug when I can just Make niggaz think sit on the Row of Death straight knowin that And help you check a fat-ass bank, hahahah I'm blessed So why don't you kick some of that shit, nigga Hussein Fatal, flawless fatality only you know how Overdosin on crime, three steps from reality Hahahah, feel me? Get up to get down, represent your town, last night [2Pac] was poppin like like cocked glocks with I'm barely standin, and plus my secondhand hollow-tip rounds say it's midnight Some Alize and Cristal guaranteed to get right [Kastro] Like misdemeanors is a small thang From calls to bail sheets, it ain't no tellin With DJ Quik in this bitch, I let my balls hang if I wake up in the county in my jail sheets Runnin through the street lights, cause we My intuitions and ambitions up in the late like, yo nigga night get your mobb on show em what a G like probably involves me comin up with just to Around the corner it's like Vegas, or better yet see another day like Reno Might be me who bites the bullet Niggaz poppin, welcome to our casino, cause In these streets where a man journey you and me know With crooked cops and a society who tryin to hundred percent like a c-note burn me Lookin for a bitch that's half-black and filipino I'm like a pit in a cage, spittin my shells in a And when I meet her I'ma offer her some indo gauge Tounge-kissin on the window of a pearl white Deadly as AIDS, niggaz gettin crossed like a limo maze Don't wanna be your man, I'm your nigga Now picture me livin my life like a king, Touch me here, I'll get bigger maybe one day While I'm diggin I'll get deep into your liver Until then I'm livin Monday through Sunday I'm game type Bringin the gunplay for all these beefs and Love fuckin bitches in the same night battles My words are aphrodisiacs if you say em right When we collide, I'm a ride on that hide like The club be poppin so I'm stoppin at the Fat cattle Burger Cowards best to skedaddle in the late night Look through the paper it's another black crack murder [DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence 2X] The city's full of surprises, you can live or you "Last night.. last night changed it all" can die "Last night.." You can fuck on the first night, or try, in the "I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be" late night [2Pac] [DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence 2X] Money and multiple gunshots are shown, large "Last night.. last night changed it all" amps are blown Niggaz in low-lows, pursuin mo' hoes, then go home The life of a California star, and when you see me in the drop-top Jag', how many niggaz wanna be me? Game is automatic, manditory I sell To Live or Die, I survive, but with a story to tell Cause when you gettin some riches, watch for dumb bitches They have you labelled a rapist before you get to tongue-kissin It's a mean world nigga you strapped, or be a throwaway 25. Y'all Don't Know Us - 2Pac Will I survive the late night, to see dawn of day? (59)Nobody knows me, I'm a shadow "Y'all Don't Know Us" My army fatigues made for battle, pockets full of ammo [Young Noble] Cause when I'm out in the streets, I'm on Yo, I can see point, where the static? That you obviously don't know me or my Too many done died from semis, so now we homies automatic We O-U-T Lawz, f**k the phonies I dissapear whenever heated, ride whenever A wise hustler once told me, it's on you needed Though it was dreams when he first told me for my niggaz up in Clentin gettin weeded Now it's true Continue to roll until I'm old, ride until I die I got love for you only to a certain exstend Supply long as you motherfuckers buy ni**as ain't worth s**t My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't Cops and ride d**k permits short and duckin I heard this and heard that Slappin niggaz known for tellin bitches About them O-U-T Lawz FUCK-IT in the late night Some of them soldiers got shot Some of them soldiers fell off [DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence] f**k yall now everybody tied to us "Last night.. last night changed it all" Hollering out a ni**a name ['Pac] It's in the late night! But never said what up "Last night.." That s**t critical, dispicable, unforgiveable "I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be" I too like Hot ?? ['Pac] In the late night! Your own fan won't remember you Thuggin but we still spriutual, clear lyrical [DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence] I'm like the f**kin Deff Squad "Last night.. last night changed it all" My ears ain't hearin' yall ['Pac] Holla at me in the late night! Pump fearin' yall "Last night.." But damn I ain't even wantin' to scare yall "I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be" Listen to what I tell yall f**k the world, Your baby moms and your baby girl You muthaf**kas so fake, Yo they made me wanna earl Blake, hate snakes thug hatin the degree Outlawz on a paper chase Got my eyes on you, the first time you cross Can you relate thug ni**az me I'll be frying you, cause y'all don't know me [Napoleon Chorus] We will never fall [Young Noble Chorus] Thru it all, we'll always stand tall We will never fall Cause in the end we'll be remembered as some Thru the war, we'll always stand tall (Why) young muthaf**ka soldiers Cause in the end we'll be remembered as some And if you believe in that s**t that you heard young muthaf**ka soldiers Y'all dont know us, y'all dont know us [E.D.I] [Napoleon] When we was kids, the loving felt good Now I been trapped down But of course have the respect And f**ked since day one Though it's even better This industructional style of mine ain't no fun Now for this chedder Where I'm from ni**az is laying deader You sure to see about 10 ni**az in a bedroom Then Malcom and Martin put together Eating off the same spoon Oh Lord only knows where we'll end up Sweeping with the same broom Remember what Pac said It's hazard, it's you don't want yo life Watch the f**kin signs Well give me grab it But we wasn't listening I was born inside a love zone Too busy trippin off his shine With a glock-nine young marriage Now one time for my muthaf**kin' Outlawz It's critical Napoleon, Noble, and Kastro Then one of them sat down living so May we all roll Mystikal and empoious And if you don't know With a heart full of anger it's so redicilous We got the rap game petro So give me some with 21-gun soldier salute Scared cause we bout to release With a 19-inch black handle snake knife in my Like heavy metal boots Nationwide, underground I'm straight from the strong, thug to your life We running the ghettos Right to yo wrong, I'll put the good to your Stealing all of ya fan base like we kleptos evil bi**h I can't let go I'm the shells to your chrome, you dig that? I been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too long I'm life, I'll bring the moon to your night And ni**az is stealing my s**t I'll put the d**k to your wife And busting it wrong And I'm the Jesuz of your Christ Hot shots holla back when you get 'em You dig that? respect this Outlawz'll sic 'em, bustin back at the system I'll bring the end to your claw Military wisdom I'll bring the loc to your heart Preparing myself for armegeddom And I'll put the snoop on yo dogs Breaking my balls at this game You hear me? Knowing it's a dead end We follow, this little bullet so hollow And my only weapon I can promise that estacy ain't promised Is my believe that I'm superior tomorrow Yeah we the muthaf**kas With this two man mades That you ni**az is liery off Me and my soul death astrayed Controling my steam I watch my parents get blowed away Knowing my team to deserve more Now look what it made f**k the reframe I'm something to face Stick to the game and earn more This ludacy then with me, then with chemistry Holding my head, rolling the head with focus Laughing inside Five fingers on the .45 chrome Cause deep inside y'all don't know us Dead aim at my brain, infared with no lights on [Young Noble Chorus] I ain't afraid to die, I want to see what's after We will never fall this Thru it all, we'll always stand tall (Why) I'm living blind writing rhymes Cause in the end we'll be remembered as some Til they capture this young muthaf**ka soldiers And if we die let the world understand why And if you believe in that s**t that you heard Soldier my eyes hate to see a young thug cry Y'all dont know us, y'all dont know us They seeing us inside a casket That's how they see us We will never fall (Never) Oh God forgive us ghetto bastards Thru the war, we'll always stand tall We human beings Cause in the end we'll be remembered as some They leaving us inside this hell-hole young muthaf**ka soldiers Just waiting to fail so they tell us And if you believe in that s**t that you heard That's what jail for Y'all dont know us, y'all dont know us Adolescense young teens turned violent It's floating, in a world turned silent [E.D.I Talking] Cause you could be touched Ain't never know ni**az like us boy They don't make ni**az like us no more [Chorus Makaveli] Thug in Peace.. to all my ni**az (Never) Young ni**az in the wild life See ya soon.. uhh Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life Thinking he can make his pay Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down 26. U Can Be Touched - 2Pac Cause you can be touched [Napoleon Talking] Life... Young ni**az in the wild life What the f**k is life for ni**az like us? Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child Been waking up to another muthaf**kin' day life I'm the type of soldier, Thinking he can make his pay A ni**a that seen Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down Everything in my muthaf**kin eyes Cause you can be touched I seen my parents get killed To my muthaf**kin eyes [E.D.I] I seen my brother kill his-self in my eyes I live life High Speed I seen Pac.. Yak.. die in the struggle in my Moving a million miles per hour eyes Towards my destiny So I know anybody can be touched Making decesions carelessly You know what I mean? Yeah it's me, yo ni**a man child Bomb first stand proud [Napoleon] Ain't looking for hand-outs Oh God forgive me Twenty-five years up in this bi**h Somebody please say a prayer for me And I'll be damned if I ain't leaving rich Needed my parents And leave my kids a grip But they was never there for me I let my blood drip off in this thug s**t Believe in everything they feed me You can be touched, I catch you slippin' while I'm seeing demons I'm on a money mission I wake up screaming Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Who believe me or was I dreaming? Hancock Try to get mo' so my s**t don't flock Look and learn I lick off shots for everything they owe me Next it could be your turn... word And when it's my time to go I pray the Lord hold me [Kadafi] (U can be touched) Yes this a felonies' hobby That got me here thinking robbery [Kastro] Day to day all year long I was born in the city that never sleeps Teflon protects my body Schooled by the realest of the real ni**az It's such unimportant in this criminal cartel That ever breathed I'm caught and supporting me And I was big when I was young So in these streets of hockey And now I see that I was dumb I play the goalie, My ni**a.. Lonnie just got hit with 10... 10 Secretz to war licks, and score s**t years Share between clients and homies For trusting a friend Remember what Patcino told me They left him stuck in the Penn Before he past I love him, we all here just to die here, plus Watch them clowns with them crocodile Nobody cares what got here smiles Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord Cause they phony, I get that cash, stay lonely Praise the thug ways and I'll never be bored And I'm point like a thong Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord And it's survive for the strong Y'all praise the thug ways Living outside the laws of this crooked world So forever it's on.. baby I was born touched

[Chorus Makaveli] [Chorus Makaveli] My Young ni**az in the wild life My Young ni**az in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life life Thinking he can make his pay Thinking he can make his pay Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down Cause you can be touched Cause you can be touched

Young ni**az in the wild life Young ni**az in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life life Thinking he can make his pay Thinking he can make his pay Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down Cause you can be touched Cause you can be touched

[Young Noble] Why grieve this life Planted by the fiends and pipes Green lights so I'm seeing-seeing everything twice Pretty much of nothing nice 27. Teardrops And Closed Caskets - 2Pac (naw) we sucking it up Even when we get a job, we f**king it up Like it can't happen to us "Teardrops And Closed Caskets" I could never be a bum Yeah right, you wound up one [2Pac] God forbid I'm touched, y'all keep living it up (hahhh, hahaha) Hehehe, word It's like all we got left - teardrops and closed (was the victim, from a dime to a nickel) caskets Hopin God's blessings stick with ya (throw it up fool, hey ni**a, haha) Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin Tell me how you feel homey bigger Familiar face, but a man now, it's Lil' Trigga (Yeah, it took a week to go down) Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the fullest You recollects and see how crazy it sounds Down for his homies, always the first to spit The whole town's on a mission, adolescents bullets (penitentary bound) (All he wanted was to be a thug) (Now introducin Young Trigga) Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall Since birth, eyes set on gettin bigger in love Just anotha wild-a*s ni**a (Here's where it gets ya) (But he was fiendin for Precious) WHAT? Now Precious is pregnant, Lil' Trigga is happy (But Precious was a ghetto girl) He wants to marry her now (not knowin he Couldn't be no sex without that gold Lexus ain't the daddy) (But Lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get But Precious was lonely while Lil' Trigga was his papers) makin dough Seein visions of people smokin and ni**az She's slippin in secret places and gettin with catchin vapors Lil' Mo Got his man from around the corner (we'll call The neighborhood's buzzin, now people are him Lil' Mo) talkin (Been in so many reform schools they had to Lil' Trigga's gettin pictures of the both of 'em let him go) walkin (Here's where the plot thickens) (Hand in hand, couldn't understand) They got a plot to make a profit with they How his baby's mama could disapear with glocks spittin another man (They call the squad, hittin blocks with they (and his best friend) guns blowin) Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you don't (Somebody's gonna die tonight) believe me Still no one's knowin, so they kept goin Then watch the way that this story ends and Catchin dealers comin out they cars (will they maybe you'll see survive?) There ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no (Two semi-automatic nines, them ni**az died) pleasure in killin (Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like they Just the smoke from the cap peelin a man with celebrate no feelings to death and wish they could die) So peep the TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS lesson But wait a minute back to Precious [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone She's snortin dope in the back seat of Trigg's [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets Lexus Bury you dead and look ahead TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS A man with no feelings [Lawz] TEARDROPS AND CLOSED [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone CASKETS [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone [Lawz] TEARDROPS AND CLOSED [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets CASKETS That's all we got left, that's all [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets [Outlawz] Now with the problems of poverty (Don't let these ghetto streets get you, and the tricks to these tales Precious) How many people'll die how many'll live to tell homey Although best friends before I done ran out of tears Lil' Trigga and Mo Know we gon' have to do somethin y'all (They in an all out war, over a fiend they ain't We gon' have to do somethin know) [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone Behind the curtains their privacy lust is [Pac] Cause I know all these mothers is tired already laid down of seein the same thing The results is the same with different names (rest in peace) and it turns out Teardrops and closed caskets I send this out to M'thulu Geronimo [2Pac] and to, all the fallen comrades, all the soldiers Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone same old town (to the homey Boonie, rest in peace ni**a) Lil' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one [Pac] All the homies that fell, all the homies trick, now he's played out May God bless your families Think it's Lil' Mo (was plottin plans on gettin May you always live in the motherf**kin bigger) heart (Precious was his way to put his hands on Lil' [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone Trigga) [Pac] In a thug ni**az heart forever All the while let's look at Precious (that's right) Too dumb to see what's goin down (too doped Rest in peace ni**a up to ask questions) May your enemies be deceased, dead on the Used to be comrades (but now we blast on streets sight) We can't have peace til the ni**az get a piece What could be so bad (God, will we last [Nate] Will I.. tonight?) From misdemeanors to felonies, small-time to sellin ki's I can't believe the s**t they tellin me They open fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops 28. Killuminati - 2Pac (Precious, Lil' Mo and Trigg) [2Pac] TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS Let it be prophesized; ni**az'll die because ya crew's goon [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone Around the way ni**az get murdered by the [Pac] Aiy QBIII in this motherf**ker full moon Teardrops and closed caskets Heard it in whispered tones We dedicate this to all the fallen comrades ni**az is bold and they choose to roll (that's right) I kill em all, watch now ni**a truth be told All the homies that didn't make it to see this Westside was the war cry, look how they day scatter (rest in peace) ni**az dyin by my 30-yard, brains'll splatter [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone Wonder why these ni**az cross me [Pac] Yaknahmean? I know it's hard out there, I'm certified crazy, so sick the world made me heheh Now diggy-die, everytime I ride it's for with teardrops and closed caskets reasons It's like that's all we got to look forward to Hard to kill a ni**a cause I'm comin back like these days Jesus Murders, brothers dyin, funerals Bow down to my ill nation runnin from drug [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone cases [Pac] s**t, it's like I done ran out of suits Lookin at my congregation so full of thug faces Labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to Momma gave a ni**a breath, a life of stress quit I invest in a vest and makin ni**az watch they We started out drinkin 40's, moved to harder every step s**t Label me a threat God damn now I'm a grown man, I follow no and I ain't even got started with this s**t yet man Thug style baby, hands on my pistol, listen I'm ni**a got my own plan, and it's called a ridah Killuminati Every ni**a breathin pay attention Bout to show you motherf**kers how it feel, [Chorus (w/ minor variations)] to drop a body The simple gun to my lifestyle, Killuminati [E.D.I. Amin] I spend most of my time bankin ni**az [Chorus: Kastro + 2Pac] because they hate a ni**a, comin across fake ni**az [Kas] Yo Makaveli they can't stop you But we made ni**az, old school and I'm [Pac] Hold it down thinkin [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you Y'all some bi**h made ni**az and you Yo Makaveli they can't stop you steadily sinkin [Pac] Hold it down O-U-T, L-A-W-Z ain't nuttin f**kin with that [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you We bustin back comin back for the stacks Yo Makaveli they can't stop you Laugh last cash cash, all I want is the paper [Pac] Hold it down Givin them f**kers tool whips, I rule haters [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you Y'all can't fade us, we kill steal and peal Yo Makaveli they can't stop you quickly [Pac] Hold it down The boss ni**az, definitely, put it down [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you strictly E.D.I. Amin, until the law come for me [2Pac] Kill em all for shortie, ninety-nine Killuminati After the fire comes the rain, after pleasure there's pain [Kadafi] Even though we broke for the moment, we'll They got me thinkin strugglin and hustling's be ballin again my only fate Til I make it yo; my military be prepared for Toppin grams on the kichen plate, tryin to them bustaz keep that money straight Similar to, bi**hes that scary, get too near me Times is rollin three up these streets sleep we rushin But when I crack, hammer cocked back Visions of over-packed prisons, fiends and rapped in my sheets ni**az thug livin My life's been crossed, crooked since a seed it Pressures and three strikes, I hope they don't hurts test us Got a package from the devil, payin my deeds (57)They pull the heater ammunition it cranks, Preocuppied by the greed, in this crooked life psssh I lead Move without a sound, as we slide down, More funds to spend, or bigger guns to pistols in place squeeze They got me fiendin for currency, the money Me and my thugs clock G's simpin naughty be callin thangs It's like I'm - dreamin, see in season me ballin Real as these tatt's on my body, and it's Participated in felonious behavior Killuminati Cock the cocked fo'-five, snatchin ni**az pagers [Chorus] Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha [2Pac] Got nuttin but love for ya, do your thing boy Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain Hold it down, hold it down Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a Makaveli up in this bi**h, worldwide mash, while Westside I'ma send this one out for y'all, knahmean? Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain Cause I ain't mad at cha The question we ask, do you know what time Heard y'all tearin up shit out there, kickin up it is? dust Hold it down, hold it down [Danny Boy] I ain't... You know what type of s**t we be Givin a motherfucker, heheheheheh Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain Yeah, niggaz You want that hip-hop real [Danny Boy] ...mad at cha It's that hip-hop that's real Cause I ain't mad at cha Hold it down, hold it down Hip-hop that's worldwide, feel? [Verse One: 2Pac] Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain f**k with me ni**a you get killed! Now we was once two niggaz of the same Hold it down, hold it down kind It don't get no realer than this Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain You was just a little smaller but you still roller What's my motherf**kin name ni**a? Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll Hold it down, hold it down Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite My ni**az we all bad learn Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain On the block, witcha glock, trippin off sherm What's my muh'f**kin name ni**a? Collect calls to the till, sayin how ya changed Hold it down, hold it down Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope game What's my muh'f**kin name? Heard you might be comin home, just got bail Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase Outlawz in this bi**h tail Rap pro at his finest I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain man Repeat! Death Row at it's finest Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game ni**a, you know what time it is plan Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain.. When I talk about money all you see is the Outlawz. struggle When I tell you I'm livin large you tell me it's trouble Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife know She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshitin I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her And I can see us after school, we'd BOMB 31. I Ain't Mad At Cha - 2Pac on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit Change, shit on I guess change is good for any of us Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz to get even kick it up out the hood Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same at cha motherfucker bad Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a at cha brother's back And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughin at [Chorus: Danny Boy] cha You tryin hard to maintain, then go head I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) cause I ain't mad at cha I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (A true down ass (Hmm, I ain't mad at cha) bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)

[Chorus: Danny Boy] [Verse Three: 2Pac]

I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) Well guess who's movin up, this nigga's ballin I ain't, mad, at cha now Bitches be callin to get it, hookers keep fallin [Verse Two: 2Pac] down He went from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on playin dozens the block Whole neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we He's Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a wasn't key Used to catch us on the roof or behind the Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury stairs See, first you was our nigga but you made it, I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the so the choice is made times we shared Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our younger days mind So full of pain while the weapons blaze In time we learned to live a life of crime Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, Rewind us back, to a time was much too to the better days young to know Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow rhyme'll blaze And even though we seperated, you said that You'll feel the fire from the niggaz in my you'd wait younger days Don't give nobody no coochie while I be So many changed on me, so many tried to plot locked up state That I keep a glock beside my head, when will I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears it stop? from her lonely eyes Til God return me to my essence Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a arrived convalescent Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still here down I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real years now? They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin they backs at cha in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at be back" cha As soon as I touch down I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get [Chorus: Danny Boy] fucked down I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) (Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down) Iiiiiiiii ain't mad [2Pac:] (hell nah I ain't mad They got me trapped at cha) at cha (Naw, they can't keep tha black man down) I ain't, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at Trapped cha) (Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down) I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) Trapped I ain't, mad at cha, noooo (Naw, they can't keep tha black man down) I ain't mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh They got me trapped Can barely walk tha city streets Without a cop harrassing me, searching me 32. Trapped - 2Pac Then asking my identity You know they got me trapped in this prison Hands up, throw me up against tha wall of seclusion Didn't do a thing at all Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall Even a smooth criminal one day must get Cuffed up throw me on tha concrete caught (54)Coppers try to kill me Shot up or shot down with tha bullet that he But they didn't know this was tha wrong street bought Bang bang, down another casualty Nine millimeter kickin' thinking about what But it's a cop who's shot there's brutality tha streets do Who do you blame? to me It's a shame because tha mans slain Cause they never talk peace in tha black He got caught in tha chains of his own game community How can I feel guilty after all tha things they All we know is violence, do tha job in silence did to me Walk tha city streets like a rat pack of tyrants Sweated me, hunted me Too many brothers daily heading for tha big Trapped in my own community penn One day i'm gonna bust Niggas commin' out worse offthan when they Blow up on this society went in Why did ya lie to me ? Over tha years I done alot of growin' up I couldn't find a trace of equality Getten drunk thrown' up Work me like a slave while they laid back Cuffed up Homie don't play that Then I said I had enough It's time I lett'em suffer tha payback There must be another route, way out I'm tryin to avoid physical contact To money and fame, I changed my name I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack And played a different game They got me trapped Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle If one more cop harrasses me I just might go [Chorus] psycho And when I gettem (Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down) I'll hittem with tha bum rush You know they got me trapped Only a lunatic would like to see his skull (Naw, they can't keep tha black man down) crushed Trapped Yo, if your smart you'll really let me go 'G' (uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down) But keep me cooped up in this ghetto and You know they got me trapped catch tha uzi (Naw, they can't keep tha black man down) They got me trapped.... Now i'm trapped and want to find a getaway [Chorus] All I need is a 'G' and somewhere safe to stay Can't use tha phone Cause i'm sure someone is tappin in [Chorus - Elton John:] Did it before (32)Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto Ain't scared to use my gat again gospel) I look back at hindsite the fight was irrelevant I welcome with my hands But now he's tha devils friend And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of Too late to be tellin' him gold He shot first and i'll be damned if I run away And peace to this young warrior without the Homie is done away I should of put my gun sound of guns away I wasn't thinkin' all I heard was tha ridicule [2Pac] Girlies was laughin', Tup sayin "Damn homies If I could recollect before my hood days is dissin you" I'd sit and reminisce, thinking of bliss of the I fired my weapon good days Started steppin' in tha hurricane I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes I got shot so I dropped to 'em Feelin' a burst of pain They tested, it was stress that they under Got to my feet And nowadays things changed Couldn't see nothin' but bloody blood Everyone's ashamed to the youth cause the Now i'm a fugitive to be hunted like a truth looks strange murderer And for me it's reversed, we left them a world Ran through an alley that's cursed, and it hurts Still lookin' for my getaway 'cause any day they'll push the button Coppers said Freeze, or you'll be dead today and you all condemned like Malcolm X and Trapped in a corner Bobby Hutton, died for nothing Dark and I couldn't see tha light Don't them let me get teary, the world looks Thoughts in my mind was tha nine and a dreary better life but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly What do I do ? there's no need for you to fear me Live my life in a prison cell if you take your time to hear me, maybe you I'd rather die than be trapped in a living hell can learn to cheer me They got me trapped it ain't about black or white, cause we're human [Chorus] I hope we see the light before its ruined my ghetto gospel (Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down) They got me trapped [Chorus - Elton John] (Naw, they can't keep tha black man down) Trapped [2Pac] (uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down) Tell me do you see that old lady ain't it sad You know they got me trapped Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little (Naw, they can't keep tha black man down) things she has Trapped And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy Guess she's given birth to a baby I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the 34. "Ghetto Gospel" frying pan (feat. Elton John) We jump into another form of slavery Even now I get discouraged Uhh, Wonder if they take it all back while I still Hit them with a little ghetto gospel keep the courage I refuse to be a role model Hearin that they did it outta fear don't amaze I set goals, take control, drink out my own me bottles But it's mind blowin, so I'm flowin goin crazy I make mistakes, I learn from everyone Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a And when it's said and done punk I bet this Brother be a better one He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk If I upset you, don't stress For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me Big yet Now ya bout to smell the aftermath of what I feel his hand on my brain the mack did When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin you, lord do his thang yes But am I less holy The teflon's bout to rip through your fuckin 'cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer vest with my homies Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew Before we find world peace quick We gotta find peace and end the war on the The spirit Biggie Smalls and the ??? clique, streets yeah My ghetto gospel God bless the dead God bless the dead [Chorus - Elton John] God bless the dead God bless the dead [2Pac] Lord can you hear me speak!! To pay the price of being hell bound... DR.DRE

[2pac:] Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early All the young motherfuckas that was took in 3. "Still D.R.E." they prime (feat. Snoop Dogg) Real motherfuckin Gz, this one is for you Yo Stretch, Biggie [Snoop] Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E (Guess who's [Stretch:] back) Yo Big this is to you my nigga Still, still doing that shit, huh Dre? Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz Sendin they respect, know I mean? [Dr. Dre] You my nigga for life, forever Oh for sure, check me out You're always gonna be with a nigga It's still Dre Day, A.K. nigga No matter what, don't forget that Before I chrome the lot, can't keep it home a lot I pray before I go to sleep 'cause when I frequent the spots that I'm "Dear God say my prayers before I start to eat, known to rock cause times is hard You hear the bass from the trunk when I'm on So I'm droppin to my knees, oh why? the block Why you have to take my nigga with the rock- Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre a-bye fell off You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood How nigga My last album was "The Chronic" son, uzi weighin a ton They want to know if he still got it Niggas terrified of drama from the young gun They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it fly bitch Laid back in the shack, play this track [Snoop - singing] I'm representing for the gangsters all across If you ain't up on pace the world (Still hitting them corners in them low low's [Dr. Dre] girl) Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game I'll break your neck, damn near put your face Still, puffing my leafs, still with the beats in your lap Still not loving police (Uh huh) Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease Still got love for the streets, repping 213 [Snoop - singing] Still the beat bangs, still doing my thang So if you ain't up on thangs Since I left, ain't too much changed, still [Dr. Dre] [Chorus:] Dr. Dre be the name still running the game [Snoop Dogg] Still got it wrapped like a mummy I'm representing for the gangsters all across Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks the world get money Still hitting them corners in them low low's Spend time out the hood, take they moms out girl the hood [Dr. Dre] Hit my boys off with jobs, no more living hard Still taking my time to perfect the beat Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R- Still gonna get mine regardless E [Repeat 2x] [Chorus x1.5] Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends [Snoop] Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dipping again Right back up in ya muthfuckin ass Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem '95 plus four pennies He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week Add that shit up, D-R-E right back on top of Still, I stay close to the heat thangs And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to Smoke some with your dog my feet No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks! My life is like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat Some of that real freakaholic Treat my rap like Cali weed, I smoke till I sleep Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat Ooo Wee, put it in the air I bring the fire till you're soaking in your seat For you's a fool D.R. It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the troop It's "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin' Cru 5. "What's The Difference" I'm still at it, After-mathematic (feat. Eminem, Phish, Xzibit) In the home of drivebys and ak-matics Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic [Phish] What's the difference between me and I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E you? [repeat 2X]

[Chorus] [Dr. Dre] Back when Cube - was rollin wit Lorenzo in a It ain't nothing but more hot shit Benzo Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with I was bangin wit a gang of instrumentals Whether you're cooling on a corner with your Got the pens and pencils, got down to business; but sometimes Riddick the business end of this shit can turn your (Yeah!) Come and get it, shitted on villians by friends against you the millions But you was a real nigga, I could sense it in I be catchin bitches while bitches be catchin you feelings I still remember the window of the car that So what the fuck am I supposed to do? you went through I pop bottles and hot hollow-points at each and That's fucked up, but I'll never forget the shit all of you (Come on!) we been through A heartless bastard, high and plastered And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you My style is like the reaction from too much Cuz you my nigga Doc, and Eazy I'm still wit acid - never come down you Pass it around if you can't handle it Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train bein real wit you laminates You see the truth is What's the difference between me and you? Everybody wanna know how close me and (What?) Snoop is About five bank accounts, three ounces and And who I'm still cool wit two vehicles Then I got these fake-ass niggaz I first drew Until my death, I'm Bangladesh with I suggest you hold yo' breath til ain't none left Claimin that they non-violent, talkin like they Yo that's the difference *voice sample* Spit venom in interviews, speakin on reunions [Chorus] Move units, then talk shit and we can do this Until then - I ain't even speakin your name [Eminem] Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we Aight, hold up hold up! can keep it the same STOP THE BEAT A MINUTE!! I got Nigga, it ain't that I'm too big to listen to the somethin to say rumors Dre; I wanna tell you this shit right now while It's just that I'm too damn big to pay attention this fuckin weed is in me to 'em (The fuck?!) I don't know if I ever told you That's the difference this, but I love you dawg I got your motherfuckin back, just know this [Chorus: Phish (repeat 2X)] shit

What's the difference between me and you? [Dre] Riiight? .. Slim, I don't know if you You talk a good one - but you don't do what noticed it you supposed to do But I've had your back from day one, nigga I act on what I feel and never deal wit let's blow this bitch emotions [Em] I mean it dawg, you ever need I'm used to livin big dog style and straight somebody offed - who's throat is it? coastin [Dre] Well if you ever kill that Kim bitch, I'll show you where the ocean is [Xzibit] Yo I stay wit it [Eminem] While you try to perpetrate, play wit it Well that's cool, and I appreciate the offer Never knew about the next level until Dre did But if I do decide to really murder my it (YEAH) daughter's momma I stay committed while you motherfuckers I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put baby-sitted sunglasses on her I smash you critics like a overhand right from And cruise around wit her for seven hours through California Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D And have her wavin at people (Hi!) Then drop O double G's her off on the corner And a group that said muthafuck the police at the police station and drive off honkin the Gave you a tape full of dope beats horn for her To bump when stroll through in your hood Raw dawg, get your arm gnawed off And when your album sales wasn't doin too Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece good it was sawed off of Who's the doc that he told you to go see Fuck blood, I wanna see some lungs coughed Ya'll better listen up closely up All you niggas that said that I turned pop Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop Or the Firm flop up ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no and they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot sleep water So fuck ya'll all of ya'll That's for tryin to talk like The Chronic was If ya'll don't like me blow me lost product Ya'll are gonna keep fuckin around with me That's for even THINKIN of havin them And turn me back to the old me thoughts thought up! You better show some respect whenever the [chorus x2 - Eminem] Doc's brought up!! So what's the difference between us? We can Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got start at the penis something to say Or we can scream, "I Just Don't Give a Fuck," But nothin comes out when they move their and see who means it! lips Just a buncha gibberish [Chorus 2.25X] And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre

8. "Forgot About Dre" [Eminem] (feat. Eminem) So what do you say to somebody you hate Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way [Dr Dre] Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way Ya'll know me still the same ol' G Just study your tape of NWA. But I been low key One day I was walkin by Hated on by most these niggas With a walkmen on With no cheese, no deals and no G's, no When I caught a guy givin me an awkward wheels and no keys eye No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski's And strangled him off in the parkin lot with Mad at me cause his Karl Kani I can finally afford to provide my family with I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not groceries I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge Got a crib with a studio and it's all full of But (35)I'm drunk as fuck tracks Right next to a humungous truck in a two car To add to the wall full of plaques garage Hangin up in the office in back of my house Hoppin out with two broken legs tryna walk it like trophies off But ya'll think I'm gonna let my dough freeze Fuck you too bitch call the cops Ho Please I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin You better bow down on both knees barkin dogs Who you think taught you to smoke trees And when the cops came through Who you think brought you the o' G's Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house With a can full of gas and a hand full of So where's all the mad rappers at matches It's like a jungle in this habitat And still weren't found out (24)But all you savage cats From here on out it's the Chronic 2 Knew that I was strapped with gats Startin today and tomorrows the new When you were cuddled with cabbage patch And I'm still loco enough To choke you to death with a Charleston chew [Chorus x3]

[Record scratch] Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up 14. Housewife" And the temp goes up to the mid 80's (feat. Kurupt & Hittman) Callin men ladies Sorry Doc but I been crazy [Chorus: Kurupt] There is no way that you can save me It's ok go with him Hailey Now this this is one of them occasions where the homies not doin it right [chorus x2] I mean he found him a hoe that he like But you can't make a hoe a housewife [Dr Dre] And when it all boils down you gonna find in If it was up to me the end You muthafuckas would stop comin up to me a bitch is a bitch, but a Dogg is a man's best With your hands out lookin up to me friend Like you want somethin free So what you found you a hoe that you like When my last cd was out you wasn't bumpin But you can't make a hoe a housewife (wife) me But now that I got this little company [Dr. Dre] Everybody wanna come to me like it was I mostly sold dick while I packed a gold clip some disease Worked my money-maker, she got paper, she But you won't get a crumb bout to trip from me (Where the fuck is my money?) I cannot G Cause I'm from the streets of Compton guilty I told em all You pimpin strong, but comin home, to sheets All them little gangstas that be filthy Who you think helped mold 'em all She on the dillzy, I take advantage Now you wanna run around and talk about All up in them panties, I got this bitch speakin guns Spanish Like I ain't got none I'm mannish - get yo' nails out my back What you think I sold 'em all Slut I'm bout to nut and get up, go scrub yo' Cause I stay well off cat Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin' Dre Learn the player rules, this is how I play a fell off dude What, cause I been in the lab with a pen and a Might not be a freak, but she got on the pad choosin shoes Tryna get this damn label off Dollar signs are folded, I can't control it I ain't havin that Tryin to leave her, beeper just exploded This is the millenium of Aftermath She sweatin me, won't let me, broad turned It ain't gonna be nothin after that fraud So give me one more platinum plaque and Now she on this dick huh, got her turnin tricks fuck rap huh You can have it back Man it's a trip I don't trip I'm in yo' Lexus flexin I have a eight-and-a-half, nine-and-three- I left her up in Dallas, Texas - assed-out quarters The hoe started callin when I started boss [Chorus] ballin Gimme some head, gimme some ass (uh-huh) [Hittman] Gimme some cash, pass it to Daz Naw hoe is short for honey, almost had her Pass it to Snoop, or pass it to Nate Wailin like Bunny Hoes eat dick like eggs and steak Tellin tales of bein pregnant, catchin Norstrom That ain't shit new, I thought you knew sales with abortion money (what?) I spotted her, seen her with my nigga when I I knew you would, you wish you could shot at her break a G down, break me down Now we got beef, he caught up in the hoe's But I'ma see you on the rebound (what what?) erotica D.P. style Exotic - she's psychotic, rockin his Nautica Soon he'll need antibiotics (sucka bitch) [Chorus] Name a sexual disease, she got it like Sam Goody [door slams] You be like, "Damn how could she hit me off with chlamydia?" [D.O.C.] Fool I pity ya Lil' 1/2 Dead We live in the city off, ballers with more bouncin than a Zapp, she will doo- [1/2 Dead??] wah-diddy-ya Lil' 1/2 Dead the money jumped out to say Prettier to grittier, the wittier can get her ol' Snoop Dogg on the look out boy? to the Hotel, Niko, on some Sauve shit like, Rico [D.O.C.] That's when I caught a Vision like Coleco Yeahhh A high-post hoe, a perfect way for me to keep dough [some hoe] Huh, have her sellin ass on Bronson Ave. and He gotta be MORE than 1/2 Dead Pico if he don't fill my motherfuckin drink up!

[Kurupt] [1/2 Dead??] At the ho-tel, mo-tel, or the Holiday Inn (say Or fill your motherfuckin mouth up what nigga?) I said if that bitch keep fuckin up (beotch) [D.O.C.] then we'll fuck her friends Ahhhhhh-HAHAhahahahAHAHH I said I dip, dive, what can I say? Niggaz need to stop fuckin with O.J. [some hoe] Some niggaz bang blood, some niggaz bang I don't think so!! crip And bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks I had to dream of hoes, I had to scream at hoes (feat. Hittman) I seen my hoes in all kinds of clothes Lil' Almond Joy, I truly enjoy [Hittman] if you blew my balls, right through my It's fuckin ackrite drawers Question is - can I get some? Knahmsayin? Come back to the mansion, chill at the spot Ackrite bitch From the way she was blowin, I know she When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, does it a lot youknahmsayin? When I yank you by the fuckin perm Now we plot and pose don't be lookin at a nigga crazy plus we watchin hoes, with lots of flesh Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, exposed youknahmsayin? gettin swarmed by those type of niggaz Let me break it down for y'all with no game but brown-nose So I impose only like pros can It was just one of those days "Yo, is this your man?" "No." when I wanted to catch sunrays Grab the bitch's hand, "I'm Hittman." Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon Bling! Gold chain gleam Nigga ? got room, grab the gat for "You're very eligible for my summer league misbehavors team." and the chocolate faded boom, flossin hip-hop Maybe too extreme cause the sister got tunes steamed Zoom-zoom like the Commodores Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my Wonder will we have drama or, end up brethern clownin whores I got mad spit flame on the name Around the full good-to-go girls Stefan, tattooed on her arm like them ?? girls, ridin shotgun, baby Hoe you ain't the bomb, must be a dyke I be postin all-world in the ride witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite Sippin 151 that gave me too much pride to back down Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my [Chorus (minus the word "Aight" both times)] fuckin mack down I'm playin lead, not the background [Hittman] It's time to put Bronson on the map now Frontin on the ack-rite, causin me to act up Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin smile slapped up Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some My homies crack up at the scene I made ackrite Yo my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on I'ma have to ack-wild fade If it wasn't for the one-time brigade [Chorus: sung by Hittman] I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp As cops parade I'm afraid it's time to break Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right camp Strap by my waistline, cause niggaz don't fight Make tracks, where else can we go to take Sucker free for life, so you better think twice hoes (Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite) from fake macks {*CAR HORN*} aiyyo, I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like chase them girls Snatchin up your honey for some late night in that black Maxima, the passenger, almost hype fractured her And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of neckbone, lookin back at us spite Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's plush (Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right) They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest crush [Hittman] Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to Uhhhhh.. drink kickin in, I'm stimulated keep in touch For those that don't know big words, I'M Keep it on hush without the tip-in FUCKIN FADED Mackin interrupted by some niggaz set-trippin Eighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot Clip in the strap, I showed these niggaz how to Our first spot was cool til some gangsters act made it hot Lyrical syllables interlock in my voicebox 17. "East Coast/West Coast Killas" Yet I'm still unknown like the X on Sadat Just your typical, non-topical East coast (killer), West coast (killer) [repeat Flex the optical illusion weak metaphoric style 8X] you be usin I check one-two's and who's in the house [Verse One: RBX] Like shit your lyrics ooze out ya mouth Whattyou think this is? KRS-One from the While childish MC's battle over coastal fronts Bronx kid! I come with no fronts and smash in monkey fronts East coast (killer), West coast (killer) [repeat If you want to be evil like Knieval then jump 8X] I guarantee your punk ass catch the speed lump Welcome to the New World Order The tactics, extract, morbid thoughts from the You are now under martial law mental All constituional rights have been suspended custom designed, for instrumental Yes indeedy, lyrical graffiti [Verse Three: B-Real] And this one's a burner, baby Truck, like Toyata driven The most scandalous, cut the bad apple, we True and livin drivin with the gat can handle this Uhh, pop the clutch, let the Cold Crush rush Coast trippin goin on through out the business Then I flush wack material East Coast West Coast anybody killer! That's if I don't mash them all to mush I don't give a fuck where you from I'ma Killa Hush, let me burst, dare I gush Hill-er Cock-diezel cuts I got crews on both sides together Lyrical arsenal equivalent to arsenic Deeper than the ocean and down for whatever Fool I can roll through any block East coast (killer), West coast (killer) [repeat from Central to Westland Avenue, without my 4X] glock But some niggaz can't survive on both sides [Verse Two: KRS-One] So they try and break off, eliminate ties Fools got to get wise, better realize Yo, why do they make me wanna ruin they True, enemy lies killin in the highrise career? office, analyzing the song Before I bust your shit let's get one thing clear Look at them red niggaz, don't even get along Don't provoke Kris no joke this Kill that noise, four niggaz bringin the skill I don't ride no rapper's nutsac yo I stay Mad caps get peeled if you oppose the Hill focused Beefin without skills seekin will only weaken Yeah that's right fool, you know who, the The artist speakin over beats and, you be mighty Group Therapy cheatin The mighty mighty Aftermath brigade, letting Cacaphony of small talent rappers, claimin a all you sound boys know coast You're not ready to rumble or test this over instrumentals, ain't got no real street Kill that noise! credentials Here come the philosopher hip-hopppin ya East coast (killer), West coast (killer) [repeat correctly 8X] Ignorant ass MC's continue to tempt me Lyrics be empty like Alcatraz cellblock [Verse Four: Nas Escobar] Too many MC's rappin causin lyrical gridlock Now when I bomb like Sadaam, the world me feels The Wrath of Khan All I wanna say is "I don't really give a fuck" Desert Storm in this modern day Babylon cos Most he be mega I be the twelve disciples strap arms Copped the Play Station but still play the Sega All black on running your spot hit the safe and and in the PJ's I DJ and blow amps I'm gone Bad as ?shrimp stampy? with the food stamps Like a thief wrong, I keep the long 38 warm Huh, I'm not a stranger to danger Silent and calm, and blackout when the beef is On the streets I be known as the jaw on rearranger Focus on your rap holsters, notice Heavy with the metal, Mel-Man rule I'm evil like the Exorcist to the locusts White boys say it now "Cool, cool, cool!!!" Ferocious thoughts, are mergin at night I bring the fizzy that's the obvious Like Jehovah towards the virgin in white I got a grip but the only clip I load be the I'm wrapped in a turban for spite floppy disk Like a Israelite snatchin hoes up, my flow's up In the SP or the MV, see three G When the fuckin world blows up throw your Ho's see me comin in 3-D hands up I spread Lizzy with ten mates It's a holdup, frontin like you down for the real Hit the skins and I break out like an inmate to make a meal, but when plan fold, nigga you Hey yo, that's how it is and that's how I want it squeal This is my world and I'm shittin on it like Heavy Heel, but what's the fuckin deal? [Chorus:] East coast (killer) West coast (killer) [repeat 16X] (On the world) Shittin on it (On the world) Shittin on the world 18. "Shittin' On The World" (Here me, yeah, shittin on the world) (feat. Mel-Man) [repeat]

[Intro:] [Verse 2:]

Yes yes y'all, ooh funk.... I warm it up like humidity Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all Mel, okay I'm here til infinity From the ol schizzy with the yes yizzy y'all My shit be outta...space with the Ewok Ooh in come funk This is my planet but I never wear the Reebok Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all When we rock to the beat of accapella From the ol schizzy it's the yes yizzy y'all Most reigns supreme, niggas grab your Ooh notes come wrong umbrellas It's time to bounce so where the player, mate? [Verse 1:] Jealous MC's still drinkin on that "Hator"rade Bitches flirtin with the giggles and chuckles Dre is chillin, Ruff is chillin You'll never get the jezzy bare, knuckle What more can I say? (Let's make a million) cos I get a tingle in the jimmy after three days M-E-L-Man, niggas call me Most in it I be rockin on the East and the West Coast Hold up! Back to the clinic Your mail go back like Emmitt Smith's Uhh, aah, poked your bitch in the eye hairline then I step like Omega's hifi (AWROOF!) With Jordache devils and Calvin Kleins I walk the earth like Moses This shit be on my mind like O'Donnells Any mackadocious, I grew up with no chips interceptions Shows I turn out How would I look with Mike's complexion I got dough but still call my hos on my Eat me, freak me, take your hand and leave burnout But can't phone long distance I'll dump ya and leave ya stankin in the forest I'm a rich nigga still gettin public assistance you Gump Rockin shit on a task cam Long Beach City-firmly represented Got MC's talkin 'bout "I love you, man" Narrator X is representor But you can't get my last bud Lyrical the kick make me ya mentor or my last dove outta beats we be makin Freeze MCs,don't ent-or Dre and M-E-L got the whole Earth quakin I'll take like Anne Arden's new chips in wint- That's how it is and that's how I want it or This is my world and I'm shittin on it Or since I'm Sun I'll melt the metaphor The meatphors are meltin,style is beltin [Chorus x3] I heard a dog yelpin but no helpin

[Outro: (over chorus)] [CHORUS] Blunt time-pull out your philly Yes yes y'all, ooh funk... Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all Dancin,puffin,sippin or set trippin From the ol schizzy with the yes yizzy y'all Dimes keep on flippin flippin Ooh in come funk [REPEAT] Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all Every three days and the El change ??? Dre's bad beats they Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat Ooh, Most come funk X flex lyric they can't come back Fact:El-elevant,elegant and eloquent no shit 19. "Blunt Time" I boots hits,throw tantrums like Ella Fitz Nah,the member X but you'll remember X DEAD! indeedy Now remember don't contest the (?Frex?) [INTRO] Got you in spot like Lindscrafter but you try to (Blunt time-pull out your philly)Ha ha,mighty diss Aftermath I burn you like Backdrafter (Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli) After that you'll get nothing from me but Whose soul ever contest,DEAD! laughter In me ear Dre.You hear me now?DEAD! Similar to this,HA what's the repertoire-kick (Blunt time-pull out your philly) deadly wit lyrics (Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli) Shot your punk ass like ELEC now it's

Thought they were moving in and now they [CHORUS] wanna cut us wrong Room for moving in,but that was on-ly mine Mighty Aftermath! They will shake the hand,never really seen and Once again.can't hold us back only heard Refuse,refuse(DEAD!)you They will shake the hand,he is only to heard l- lose(DEAD!).DEAD!(Indeed) oo-oo-ng Attempts wiil be futile,it's way to brutal Knick-knack,paddy wack give a dog a bone Hear me now Narrator-to-the-X,tellin anyone Long Beach City I wreck is my zone who contest I be the solo rollo which means I rule alone The mighty Aftermath Posse (Who? You droop first blood,mother thought you was Who?)DEAD! the lone (Murder!) Exclamation point! Fool now break for ya two (Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) It's called the ol'Rambo,catch ambush (Blunt time) Ha I wish you wouldn't moosh like ya wanna (Blunt tiiiime) Mighty Aftermath to the 9-7 come push (Sip a glass of 'gnac my friend,dont'cah friend) (Roowl,IIIIIIII don't wanna fight no more,no lips no,oooh) I'm slow but equipped with the proper tools (Blunt time,blunt time,blunt blunt,yep!) Show me the one talkin shit so I can drop a fool 20. "As The World Keeps Turning" I'm out to glow a nigga roll if he think he Mr (feat. Where) CREAM Come back on the scene and smoke a phillie, [Intro/Chorus:] G I really dream of gettin mine now let me tell As the world keeps turning, chronic keeps you what's silly burning Me, buckin with my team is murder one (This ain't no) street sermon, these niggas are I heard a gun bustin shots (SHOTS!), down determined the block (BLOCK!) [Repeat] I guess a nigga gettin what he got (GOT!) Shit is heavy like a medicine ball and broke [Verse 1:Where] niggas to smoke niggas I'll fuck one for y'all, they made ya last phone I flow like CD's in the deck call Moosh fools in the face that lack respect To a trick that didn't even care Protect ya arm, pitch from the funk Cos she was gettin fucked somewhere, you're I deodirise the musty, ya rhymes are crusty, stuck in there you can't bust G Now you wanna bust, nigga, now you wanna So leave me alone I'm in the zone kill, nigga (Nigga) Walkin the streets on my own, nigga get Nigga how ya feel? (Nigga) blown You can't try to be real (You can't try to be Some niggas say that nigga Where is gone real) But I'm low in the cut and gotta microphone Shit is for real Are you gone bust or play bones? You motherfuckin clone, get off that nigga's [Chorus] style and get'cha own It's Miscellane and it's on again [Verse 3:Where] For the niggas that slept, they shoulda stayed in step I'm cooler than most, but I got the shorter And kept ya big fuckin mouth shut temper And I'm cooler than foes that don't know how [Chorus] it goes Let's take it back to the first side [Verse 2:Where] When you was a new jack and jockin my new track I woke up with a stomach ache, headache, But you was wrong, didn't know about the big back ache long Advil, Tylenol, Peptol, slept so long realised Head-strong, nicknamed Dav from off the my world is wrong school yard My world is gone like disco Witta teenage group I'm turnin loots to tracks Blowin up Cisco and in my Cammo Me and my niggas like Standin in back of me was my soul (These tracks are laced with bomb weed and Thinking of the easiest way to get a bank roll tight lyrics) Knowledge is urban-able, exhaust manifold You wanna know what the hos used to do A tar can of hos to lubricate my system quick When me and my crew came bustin through Shaky bitches off the dick All sorts of blushins brew Cos she got a vice grip on the flow from my (A neighbourhood find, a gift too swift, Miscellane is the crew) Yeah it's me so I'ma talk on Underground till my brown eyed balls turned Stompin on the 'Eazy'est streets that you can blue walk on This is for the bitches and niggas that wanna So strap on your Compton hat, your locs front And watch your back cause you might get I smoke on, I broke on till I spoke on smoked, loc Miscellane packin shows like Farrakhan And pass the bud, and stay low-key Where is on another level with two niggas B.G. cause you lost all your homey's love that's on the same plateau Now call it what you want to Now that's three times your tightest flow You fucked wit me, now it's a must that I fuck And three times ya tightest track, three times wit you your fattest sack Three times is clever (BUCK!) [Interlude: Dr. Dre]

[Chorus x 2] Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin about We have your motherfuckin record company [Outro:] surrounded Put down the candy and let the little boy go Thou shalt rest in grief who lay buried in the You knowhatI'msayin, punk motherfucker belt (We want Eazy, we want Eazy) Barely included work, leaves bodies scarred and hurt [Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg] To art in hell, where the next man dwells The place with stankin pussy and crack rock Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay dwells Doggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin house Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Death Row's in the motherfuckin house 22. "Fuck Wit Dre Day" Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay The sounds of a dog brings me to another day [Intro: Dr. Dre] Play with my bone, would ya Timmy It seems like you're good for makin jokes Ha, yeah, hell yeah, ha knowhatI'msayin about your jimmy (Sssss) But here's a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like [Verse One: Dr. Dre] I heard she was the 'Frisco dyke But fuck your mama, I'm talkin about you and Yeah, Mista Busta, where the fuck ya at? me Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat Toe to toe, Tim M-U-T Your dick on hard, from fuckin your road Your bark was loud, but your bite wasn't dogs vicious The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew And them rhymes you were kickin were quite up with bootylicious Don't even respect your ass You get with Doggy Dogg oh is he crazy? That's why it's time for the doctor, to check With ya mama and your daddy hollin' Bay- your ass, nigga Bee Used to be my homey, used to be my ace So won't they let you know Now I wanna slap the taste out yo mouth That if you fuck with Dre nigga you're fuckin Nigga bow down to the row wit Death Row Fuckin me, now I'm fuckin you, little hoe And I ain't even slangin them thangs Oh, don't think I forgot, let you slide I'm hollin' one-eight-seven with my dick in yo Let me ride, just another homicide mouth, beeyatch It don't stop, Punishing punk motherfuckers [Interlude: RBX] real quick like Compton style nigga, Yeah nigga, Compton and Long Beach Doggy Dogg in the motherfuckin house, yeah together on this motherfucker Long Beach in the motherfuckin house, yeah So you wanna pop that shit get yo Yeah, straight up, really doe motherfuckin cranium cracked nigga Breakin all you suckaz off somethin real Step on up. Now, we ain't no motherfuckin proper like joke so remember the name YouknowhatI'msayin? Mighty, mighty D-R. Yeahhh, All these sucka ass niggaz can eat a fat dick MOTHERFUCKER! Yeah, Eazy-E Eazy-E Eazy-E can eat a big fat dick [Verse Three: Dr.Dre and Snoop Doggy Tim Dog can eat a big fat dick Dogg] Luke, can eat a fat dick, yeah...

Now understand this my nigga Dre can't be touched Luke's bendin over, so Luke's gettin fucked, 24. Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat" busta (feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg, RBX) Musta, thought I was sleazy Or though I was a mark cause I used to hang [Intro: guy talking] with Eazy Animosity, made ya speak but ya spoke You really don't understand do you? Ay yo Dre, whattup, check this nigga off loc Hey man, don't you know If it ain't another ho that I gots ta fuck with In order for us to make this thing work Gap teeth in ya mouth so my dick's gots to fit We gotta get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, With my nuts on ya tonsils and then start While ya on stage rappin at your wack-ass All over agian clean concerts And I'ma snatch your ass from the backside NIGGAZ you crazy! To show you how Death Row pull off that who-ride [RBX] Now you might not understand me Once again Cause I'ma rob you in Compton and blast you The mighty Death Row organization in Miami commitin' mass murder Then we gon creep to South Central And we ain't askin for shit, nigga we takin' On a Street Knowledge mission, as I steps in It, so Dre, BLAST they ass nigga the temple Spot him, got him, as I pulls out my strap [Dr. Dre] Got my chrome to the side of his White Sox Rat-tat-tat-tat late at night with my gat hat On the streets of LA You tryin to check my homey, you better Wonderin' where the pussy at check yo self Staright for ya, looking for a hoe Cause when you diss Dre you diss yourself, Hangin' out, rollin in my '64 MOTHERFUCKER 16 swicthes for the niggaz in my hood Yeah nigga... 17 shells so I make it understood Stay back, lay back, way back in the cut [Outro: Snoop Doggy Dogg] Ya come outside nigga ya gettin' fucked up But I told ya, Creep, Creep ya best move Yeah, nine-deuce Like Luthor Vadros, fuckn' up the west coast Dr. Dre, dropin chronic once again I'm right back up in ya when ya nut 1-2-3 nut, from the D-R-E but [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his This is for the hoes that I used to know back When I didn't have my '64 and a lot of doe [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. I keep ya this and like that [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his And I... back

[Chorus:] [Dr. Dre] Creepin and peepin' and I can get with these [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his The chronic, slangin' fat keys from my block back And it don't stop [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that, and Tell me where ya wanna go I.. To the strip [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his Or take a trip bawlin' with the row back My shit off in ya system [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that, and Indo smoke in ya lungs, like that I.. And you can lift it, on, and a fist a bomb [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his Takin' away like hell at Veitnam back California, back in and on a mission, makin a point [Interlude: some guys talkin'] Ain't no fuckin' competition they wish they was a runnin' up in reality Ohh wait, that's that nigga that owe ya that C-P-T, CAL my locality grip It's strage how I re-arange and change the Ya,there that fool is buisness Break him off proper then By droppin' shit like this What's up, what's happinin'? Dope, ya can't cope with the real I'm the man, what's up? I peal, in the penatentaries, and when I kill it Nigga you delinquent, can I get those in? goes... Nigga, pay this nigga here (I ain't got yo money) [Chorus:] Well, yo, check this out, nigga What's up *slaps around some guy that owes [both] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I... them money* [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his What's up? back What's up? [both] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. Ya motherfucker [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his (I'll be back though, I'll be back) back Ya, you ain't never comin' back, fool [Dr. Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his [Chorus:] back [Dr. Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back back [Dr.Dre] Yeah nigga [both] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop Doggy Dogg] [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his Straight up, now you niggaz know where my back homey's comin' from [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. so quit the chit-chat, before ya find yourself [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his flat on your biz-out, fool back it's 9-deuce, Dr. Drizzay, is sittin on Tizzart! It [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. don't stop treartin' buster's like a punk ass kizzart! recognize) [2x] BEEEYYACHH! [Verse Two: Sam Sneed (Dr. Dre)] 26. "U Better Recognize" I remember days on the blocks where I slang [Verse One: Sam Sneed (Dr. Dre)] slung played punk cops and mad props cause I ran with hard rocks (I heard Sam was going solo) God damn, you (yeah). didn't know so, From napalms to Uzi's I made G's (say what?), well I can blast fast so freak an ill type of slow them build up enough Luther by keys. flow. No gang affiliation, yo I stood on my own to I'm hitting harder than Berry Boss so check pulling capers the golden child, I'm a sneaky slick nigga, I never had to pull throwing it to your ear-hole, got you going the trigger (right). buck wild. I mack, and on top and that I'm used to staying But truck-tracks, rhymes all day, breaking off wicked with just 24-7, niggaz proper, you can ask my ex-hooker. did dirt, did West cause I clown coppers But now I'm on some new improved shit, (yeah). making hits, stacking chips, now everything's Do hip-hop, rap, compose 'em most, I couldn't legitimate. see me, I flipped the scrip a long time ago, on the five- mad advanced and my skills are all about the o, dollar bills. when I had to scope with this new way to From Pittsburgh to Cali dropping bombs like make my cash flow (uhm). that, Yes indeedy, I wasn't greedy, got my niggaz was on the D.L. with the squad so I couldn't out the gutter, hold it back. now they're rolling with the Sam Sneezy. Black, I regulate I buzz a big gate figure, Hip hop fanatic causing static in the industry, mobbing with the ill nigga, with his finger on these whack creators, I call 'em imitators (ah a bigger trigger. yeah). Serving all (saps), hitting sevens on the Been trying to see me, but see I'm (simps), unexplainetory, making do', eating shrimps, locing with some with the fame and glory, that's why I gotta tell real pimps (yeah). my story. So peep game, best believe I love my peeps With no disguise, a lot of niggaz despise, that's why I make the type of music you can because I'm on an uprise, so I think you better pump in your jeeps recognize. (that's right). So buck my sound, I put it down for the [Hook: Dr. Dre (Sam Sneed)] underground, I got the women cause I'm slamming, Once again it's the man with the masterplan, jamming. they call him Sam and I (think you better Got it going on this time for this new producer recognize) [2x] to rise, (Think you better recognize) [2x] so open your eyes, I think you better recognize. [Verse Three: Sam Sneed (Dr. Dre)]

[Hook: Dr. Dre (Sam Sneed)] Well I'm back in the mix with a bottle of hennessy, Once again it's the man with the masterplan, so fire up a blunt let's have an end of the they call him Sam and I (think you better sanity. (51)Crazy shot outs giving pounds to all my 44 reasons come to mind niggaz, Why you motherfucking brothers hard to find. hitting all the hookers by the dozen, cause He be walkin' on the streets and fuckin' with they dig us (trick). mine. Fuck what you've heard, recognize what you Stupid punk can't fuck with a mastermind. be seeing, See I never take a step on a Compton block it's time to earn truth to the game human Or LA without the AK ready to pop. being. 'Cause them punk motherfuckers in black and I'm that little bass nigga trying to get mine, white fuck a nine, Ain't the only motherfuckers I got to fight. cause I'll incline with the mastermind. I think it's better to retellin' the facts than I got my crew in my corner so I can't loose, cuffed up cause I'm paying mad douze in this record biz, And jacked and fucked up. I don't snooze. What you niggas looking at? You do in... And suckers be popping at those idiotic Goddamn, 'cause it's the city. egosytible type of flimflam, And for a youth to survive a nigga gotta be a I can't be faded Sam-am. gangster. Playing with the hustlers never dealing with And I'm a nigga you can't remove. the knucklehead bollers, Took out a lot of motherfuckers for tryin' to cause boys play with toys and scholars play prove with dollars. To their homies they can hang by dealin' with I'm a mack of my own right, plus my game is me. tight, But once again in the end they D-E-A-D. baby get it right, I ain't the one, so take flight. I never did time on a murder yet. Bitches give my mad rep, nothing but the 'Cause I relax and back do a job and jet. brazen off tempo, Yo, I know you understand my flow, thinking they can get my loot, I never trip to So here we go when Death Row knock the boots. Come. Let a motherfucker know... I gotta be wise, when time to dip between the thies, [Chorus: 2x] all eyes on the price, so I think you better recognize. [Dr. Dre] D-R-E! A motherfucker who's known for [Hook: Dr. Dre: (Sam Sneed)] carryin' gats And kick raps that make snaps. Once again it's the man with the masterplan, Adapts to anything violent that I'm located at. they call him Sam and I (think you better If you see me on the solo moves believe that recognize) [2x] I'm strapped. Once again it's the man with the masterplan, 44, .38 or AK 47. they call him Sam and I (think you better 'Cause Mo' live with Charlie Sheen. recognize) [2x] You want a stairway to heaven? Just put my finger on the trigger and pull back And lay a punk motherfucker flat. 32. Nigga Witta Gun" As he wonder what popped before he got popped, [Chorus:] I told you I was Dre and you know it don't stop. Who is the man with the masterplan? Now I know you understand my flow, A Nigga Witta motherfucking Gun! So here we go when Death Row Come. Let a motherfucker know... [Dr. Dre] [Chorus: 4x] Everyday it's the same thang, L.A. ain't changed [Dr. Dre] Niggaz still playa hatin, but Dre ain't changed I break some off. I break some off. I'm just a lot smarter now Yeah, I break some off. I break some off. cause these niggaz is bangin ten times harder Yeah, I break some off. now But I ain't speakin' about between the thighs. Niggaz ringin they ass up in the wrong part of I'm talkin' about cockin' a guage in between town your eyes. Better turn they car around That'll make you drop to your knees, 'cause Rollin the window down (Em: Hey can we you realise talk it out?) That a gat will make any nigga civilised. (Hitt: NAH GET THE FUCK OUT!) Old buster ass nigga talkin' bullshit. Johnny got a shotgun Don't know that I'm the wrong nigga to fuck and he ain't even strong enough to cock one with. Fuck tryin to job hunt Get lit or hit up by the doctor. Niggaz got AK's, niggaz is way crazier A nigga to break some off properly. than Dre was back in his N.W.A. days Real G. Niggaz spray strays and shoot without lookin So don't doubt it. Niggaz walk by and blast without leavin a I'm the one who's doin' it footprint While these other niggas talk about it. I think the attitudes are twice as worst And if motherfuckers come at me wrong It takes half the time to get your life reversed I straight put my 44 Desert Eagle to his Always tryin to play Rambo with they ammo motherfucking dome. Make a nigga wanna stay in family mode And show him why they call me the notorious one. BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! The name is Dre, Eastwood when I'm packin' Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is a gun. BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! You don't believe me, wanna step up and give No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is it a try. BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! And if you die you's a buster 'cause real niggas Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is don't die. BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! But some still don't hear me though. No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is You're too ninny not to hear me nigga, yo. BANG BANG!! So now you know... [Knoc-turn'al] [Chorus: 4x] Late nights is full of led that whistles as it goes by 35. "Bang Bang" Murder arrives, anytime (feat. Knoc-Turn'al & Hittman) Bullets take flight when the fo'-five ignites Some hearts skip a beat, some get blew out, Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is and every light BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! put you in the site of youngsters with No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is automatics BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! Bustin on shit to lay everything down even Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is tourists and non-affiliates BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! These days, gun play is official with green No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is lights on every block BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! Know the sign tells you too it's not best to stop On every corner, Cali niggaz are dumpin [Dr. Dre] You'll be shakin your soul loose from the box at the coroner's Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is Makin death not so foreign to ya BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! Niggaz got Rugers and M-14's with enough, No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is ammo to leave an armored truck swiss cheese BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! I've learned to stay away from house parties Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is I've seen too many go and end up absent BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! without leavin No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is Ain't no, warm welcomings, my eyes have BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! witnessed the bend in on Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is Nights that don't sleep, and fireworks until BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! dawn No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 37. Ghetto Fabulous" No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! [Ice-T] I got juice but I can't stop no ocean Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is liner baby! BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! [Ras] I'm down with you baby, I'm there No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is [Ice-T] Man don't miss this it's gonna be BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! FABULOUS ... [Hittman] [Ras] We ghetto fabulous baby Now tell me - what the fuck is this man? The best food, drink, and women that money Niggaz doin brothers in worse than the Klan can buy Can't even stand, in front of your buildin and chill [Verse One: Ras Kass] without yieldin, twelve-year-old children that kill Every day of my life is off the ringer blood spillin, thugs be illin, unnecessary slugs That's guaranteed, like a fistfight on Jerry fillin the sky, usually drillin the one Springer that wasn't willin to die, yes sir in the Killing I got the hottest flow to hit the street since lava Field so holla, we all hustle for dollar dollars I got my, life preserver From Sac to Houston, New Orleans to D.C. And I'll do my time for murder, these niggaz *girls laughing* to beep beep got the nerve to Bangin, catch me with a dimepiece next to me question me - bout the colors that I got on? My Body all over Your Body like LSG Now see that red dot on your knot Neighborhood celeb with the keys to my city Bout to get your whole crew shot on like the mayor A Soldier of Fortune, I'm the wrong nigga to Rookies askin us how to be a playa plot on Get in where you fit in, and never get your Took him out on the spot before he even got ghetto pass revoked on No matter how much money you make my hitlist -- peep this Stay true to the game loc, guest list terror I cock back, you bow down clothes Bust round, bloody the ground, retaliation in jeans and tennis shoes, breakin your strict sounds like this dress codes Spit lyrical bricks, thirteen deep Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is so I can be richer than Master P sellin Ghetto BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! D No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! [Chorus: Mack 10] diamonds Ghetto, fabulous across the face, still eatin out foam cups and Money make the world go round so let's paper plates handle this We don't call it playa hatin in the nine-eight, Ghetto, fabulous it's P.I. Broadcastin live from Los Angeles That's pass intereference, automatic first down We ghetto, fabulous Want Juice like Tupac, then Obey Your Thirst Money make the world go round so let's clown handle this Be in the PJ's in NY, rockin DK Ghetto, fabulous Mix EJ with OJ, OK, we say Broadcastin live from Los Angeles "L.A. niggaz got crazy came like John Elway got a superbowl ring" [Verse Two: Dr. Dre] The homies down for whatever, we stack the chedda You ain't heard of me, you ain't listenin hard Swiss bank accounts, and mo' mozzarella fella enough Started in Compton servin from a ice cream truck [Chorus] Now ten years later whippin a custom Navigator Steppin on your toes playa, stuffin up your alligators 14. Catchin Feelins - 2Pac I'm ghetto, like Newport cigarettes, feel me Boom bap and slap that ass silly "Catching Feelins" This is for the full time students slash part time strippers Hahaha And young niggaz, clockin at least five figures Oh yeah Some of us pro atheletes, some of us rap over My home boys might squabble but we don't fat beats fall down (never) Some of us hustle in the streets Hahaha Twenty deep in Club Nikki's so you know we Yeah gots to mingle Huh [???] off a pocket full of singles, huh My home boys might squabble but we don't And it's all bueno, musical mafia like Frank fall down Sinatra Ugh Pop a thirteen shot glock to make you Go See Yeah the Doctor My home boys might squabble but we don't Ain't nuttin nice fall down (hey) From hood to hood, love livin the lavish life (Westside, westside) Part two of the war [Chorus] Bring it, lets do it Huhuhuh [Verse Three: Ras Kass] [Verse 1: Tupac] Nigga Stu-B-Doo in the GS, three ooh ooh Playin number two Tekken, zero to sixty Cross this nigga here in six point seven seconds [tires screech] Now Biggie tell me who do you fear? hangin out the window Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no actin up, chickenheads like "You doin fo' fear here months!" My last four flashed then I mashed his ass Flexin the Rolex oyster perpetual, thirty-five Bastard Fuck with me bet I blast your ass And you know just as well I do So many follow but can't reach me You ain't no killer Caught in a maze So kill that Catch em You wouldn't kill if you had to Mimicking my style trying to walk this way We might wobble but we don't fall down Impossible my posse dropping you We take the gospel from Makaveli We Death Row riders Pass it around No need to beg motherfucker ain't no mercy Ahhhh, shit inside us We gonna taste the power Feeling blessed We started the thug trend The richer I get the more I stress The game is ours Smoking lye watching time fly, waiting for Now we coast together death Put our thoughts together Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to Jesus Won't question will we die together Cause the hour is soon to come Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking trees Kadafi trained soldier Keep my eyes on my foes, those close to me I show you how to use your gun Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke Bring it and bleed Me [Chorus x2] A mercenary for the streets Check my pedigree Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown Busting motherfuckers it's the thug in me My homeboys might squabble but we don't Now niggas talk a lotta Bad Boy shit fall down Then get to squealing Screaming bye bye bitches Bitch made catching feeling Untouchable sound Hahaha Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catching Feelings [Chorus X2] [Verse 3] Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown My homeboys might squabble but we don't We Yelling fall down M - A - D - E Screaming bye bye bitches N - I - Double G Untouchable sound A Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Motherfuckers Catching Feelings And we here to stay From curb surfing [Verse 2: Napolean] We working the industry You kidding me Yeah, Napolean.. It's really nothing to me and my king Picture me sipping on 1-5-1 You see Drunk then a motherfucker We in the big things Dropping my gun Eat a dick man Or as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun If your hating But that ain't me We gone ride Dog my minds now clear 'Till the wheels fall off And that ain't fair dog Pay attention Your heart pump fear Screaming In the state I *censored* Bye bye bitches You better hide nigga *censored* is near Untouchable sound (ugh) Ride or die niggas And we hunting you down Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown Representing all the real niggas stuck in the My homeboys might squabble but we don't trap fall down Banging out with the po po Screaming bye bye bitches Trying to get to some mo' Untouchable sound Street life Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Young strugglers Catching Feelings Racing the clock Ain't no telling when it all can end Roll or rock BO SUNG That's the world With feelings 1.Role Model - Eminem This a mans world youngin' The bitches in business OK, I'm going to attempt to drown myself So learn a 'lil something You can try this at home Hey You can be just like me! Stop running your mouth You're on the verge of squealing Mic check one two.. we recordin? Bitch made catching feelings I'm cancerous, so when I diss you wouldn't Nigga wanna answer this Ugh If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus [Chorus x2] I strangled you to death then I choked you again Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown Then break your fuckin legs till your bones My homeboys might squabble but we don't poke through your skin fall down You beef wit me, I'ma even the score equally Screaming bye bye bitches Take you on Jerry Springer, and beat yer ass Untouchable sound legally Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town I get you blunted off of funny home grown Catching Feelings Cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono [Verse 4] (Ohh no!!) So if I said I never did drugs That would mean I lie AND get fucked more Everybody's a gangsta than the President does But don't put in work Hillary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a Instead of putting on the armor pervert Niggas put on a skirt I ripped her fuckin tonsils out and fed her These drugs ain't helping sherbet (Bitch!) It only making it worse My nerves hurt, and lately I'm on edge And the streets ain't got nothing for me but Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blonde herbs dreads (Fuck you!) I can't trust the church or the mobs Every girl I ever went out wit is goin lez I can only trust God Follow me and do exactly what the song says: And to tell you the truth I gotta ride smoke weed, take pills, drop outta school, kill I only roll with the real people and drink Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones And jump behind the wheel like it was still killed legal I'm dumb enough to walk in a store and steal [Chorus x3] So I'm dumb enough to ask for a date with Lauryn Hill I'm nuts Some people only see that I'm white, ignorin Cause if you ain't tiltin this room, neither am I skill So when you see your mom with a Cause I stand out like a green hat with a thermometer shoved in her ass orange bill Then it probably is obvious I got it on with her But I don't get pissed, y'all don't even see Cause when I drop this solo shit it's over with through the mist I bought Cage's tape, opened it, and dubbed How the fuck can I be white, I don't even exist over it I get a clean shave, bathe, go to a rave Die from an overdose and dig myself up out of I came to the club drunk with a fake ID my grave Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me! My middle finger won't go down, how do I I've been with 10 women who got HIV wave? Now don't you wanna grow up to be just like And this is how I'm supposed to teach kids me! how to behave? I got genital warts and it burns when I pee Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me! Now follow me and do exactly what you see I tie a rope around my penis and jump from a Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me! tree I slap women and eat shrooms then O.D. You probably wanna grow up to be just like Now don't you wanna grow up to be just like me!!! me! 2. My Fault - Eminem Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole When we heard a knock at the door, must have [Eminem does the voices of all characters in been Ron Gold' the song] Jumped behind the door, put the orgy on hold Killed em both and smeared blood in a white [G - Eminem as Susan (the girl)] Bronco (we did it!) [D - Eminem as Dave] My mind won't work if my spine don't jerk [J - Eminem as John] I slapped Garth Brooks out of his Rhinestone shirt [Chorus: repeat 2X] I'm not a player just a ill rhyme sayer That'll spray an Aerosol can up at the ozone I never meant to give you mushrooms girl layer (psssssssh) I never meant to bring you to my world My rap style's warped, I'm runnin out the Now you sitting in the corner crying morgue And now it's my fault my fault witcha dead grandmother's corpse to throw it on your porch [Eminem] Jumped in a Chickenhawk cartoon wit a cape I went to John's rave with Ron and Dave on And met a new wave blonde babe with half of And beat up Foghorn Leghorn with an acorn her head shaved I'm bout as normal as Norman Bates, with A nurse aid who came to get laid and tied up deformative traits with first aid tape and raped on the first date A premature birth that was four minutes late Susan -- an ex-heroin addict who just stoped Mother.. are you there? I love you usin.was into bosse and I never meant to hit you over the head with alternative music. told me she was about to that shovel use it agzin. I said wiat first Will someone explain to my brain that I just try this hallucionagin, its better than heroin severed and the the booze and the gin. a main vein with a chainsaw and I'm in pain? come here lets go in here. Who's in the den? I take a breather and sighed; either I'm high, or (It's me and Kelly) my bad! lets try another room "I don't trust you" shut up I gotta go find Dave he's the one who gave me slut chew up this mushroom. this these. will help you get in touch with your roots. "John, where's Dave at before I bash you?" We'll get bare-foot but naked and run [J] He's in the bathroom; I think he's takin a in the woods. "oh hell might as well try 'em crap dude! this party is so drag." Oh dag I "Dave! Pull up your pants, we need an didn't mean for you to eat the whole bag! ambulance (huh) There's a girl upstairs talkin to plants [Chorus:] choppin her hair off, and there's only two days [1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" at the end] left [2nd repeat same as original Chorus] of Spring Break, how long do these things take to wear off?" "Yo Sue!" [D] Well it depends on how many you had? I [G] Get away from me, I don't know you took three she ate the other Oh shoot, she's tripping.. twenty-two caps Now she's upstairs cryin out [G] I need to go puke!! (Bleahh!) her eyeballs,drinking lysol. I wasn't tryin to turn this into somethin major "She's gonna die dude." I know and it's my I just wanted to make you appreciate nature. fault! Susan stop crying i don't hate ya. the worlds My god! not against you I'm sorry your [Chorus:] father raped ya. So what, you had your [1st repeat Em says "I'm sorry!" after second coochie in your dad's mouth. Thats no line and "What do I do?" at the end] reason to start wiggin and spaz out. [2nd repeat same as original Chorus] she said "Help me I think I'm having a My God, I'm so sorry! seisure!" I'm so sorry! Susan please wake up! I said "I'm high too (bitch) Quit grabbin my T- Please! Please wake up!! What are you shirt (let go!) doing?! Would you calm down you're startin to scare You're not dead!! You're NOT dead! me. I know you're not dead! she said " I'm twenty-six years old and I'm not married. I don't have any 3. Just Don't Give A Fuck - Eminem kids and I can't cook" I'm over here Sue, (hi) you're talkin to the [Intro: Frogg] plant, look! Whoah! We need to get to a hospital 'fore it's too late A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin Cause I never seen no-one eat as many 'em shrooms as you ate. and like, back and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't [Chorus:] It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty [1st repeat Em says "Whoops!" after first line Dozen and "It was an accident!" at the end] I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in [2nd repeat same as original Chorus] background* Susan (wait!) Where you goin? You better be And check out the man he goes by the name of careful er... [G] Leave me alone dad, I'm sick of gettin my hair pulled [Verse One: Eminem] I'm not your dad, quit tryin to swallow your Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady tongue I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady Want some gum? Put down the scissors, 'fore I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten you do somethin dumb rhymer I'll be right back just chill baby please? Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer preview You wacker than the motherfucker you bit I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a your style from weak review You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a I'll make your freak leave you, smell the double album Folgers crystals Admit it, fuck it, while we coming out in the This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your open pistols I'm doing acid, crack, smack, coke and But I form like Voltron and blast you with my smocking dope then shoulder missiles My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials alcoholic (Hi Marshall) (Bye-bye!) I have a disease and they don't know what to Extortion, snorting, supporting abortion call it Pathological liar, blowing shit out of Better hide your wallet cause I'm coming up proportion quick to strip your cash The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Bought a ticket to your concert just to come Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict and whip your ass Half animal, half man Bitch, I'm coming out swinging, so fast it'll Dumping your dead body inside of a fucking make your eyes spin trash can You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike With more holes than an Afghan Tyson The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the [Chorus] Deshaun Holton I'll slit your motherfucking throat worse than [Verse Three: Eminem] Ron Goldman Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) [Chorus:] I'm a caged demon, on stage screaming like So when you see me on your block with two Rage Against the Machine glocks I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while Screaming _Fuck the World_ like Tupac this record is spinning I just don't give a fuck!! Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second Talking that shit behind my back, dirty mackin opinion telling your boys that I'm on crack Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred I just don't give a fuck!! treasure So put my tape back on the rack I'll bite your motherfucking style, just to make Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack it fresher I just don't give a fuck!! I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches But see me on the street and duck Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed washing dishes Cause I just don't give a fuck!! In school I never said much, too busy having a headrush [Verse Two: Eminem] Doing too much rush had my face flushed like I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Search to red blush crush a Miilkbone Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like grayed silicone Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for women's swim team no reason Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty Too many mental problems got me snorting below friezing coke and smocking weed again Flavor with no seasoning, this is the sneak I'm going up over the curb, driving on the median Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in

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[Outro: Eminem] Hey, fuck that! Outsidaz.. Pace One.. Young Zee..