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Yeah, what up, Detroit? Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh, no, he didn't They didn't do it again (What-what, you what?) You sh*tted on these n***as two times, Dr. Dre? Oh, fo' sho' Uh-uh, naw, you smell that? This is special right here (What-what, what-what-what?) Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie, baby, uh (Murder INC sh*t...) To the boogie-oogie-oogie Yeah, ya know, what's crackin', Dre? It's my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water Everyday I show another how a lover slaughter Flood your daughter, full of more holes than spurges Taxin businessmen for stocks over lunches Wit these, I shoot the breeze, and extort Enough keys from the Cuban, to build a f**kin fort Caught up in somethin that I can't control Tryna get a hold of a bankroll, let's role Catch bodies like a cold, and I stay slick so face it Make me chase it, I take your life and erase it Wasted, in the f**kin streets cause it ain't worth sh*t The undertaker take your a** under the earth quick I love money, but the scrambles hot So I snatch up my man and the gamblin spot Twenty grand is got, when n***as shot One n***a less what used to be his chest is now a mess under his f**kin vest And you don't really wanna f**k, with me Only n***a that I trust is me F**k around and make me bust this heat That's the devil, they always wanna dance I'm the Head N***a In Charge, I'm watchin' you move You're found dead in your garage with ten o'clock news coverage Gotta love it 'cause I expose the façade Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God All jokes aside, come bounce with us Standin' over you with a 12 gauge about to bust It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust I might leave in a bodybag, but never in cuffs So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough When things get rough, I'm in the club shootin' with Puff B*t*h, please! You must have a mental disease A**ume the position and get back down on your knees, come on And you don't really wanna f**k, with me Only n***a that I trust is me F**k around and make me bust this heat That's the devil, they always wanna dance E-dub, get a n***a involved, let me spit a few bars of murderous material N***as venirial are diseases to me And it's startin' to burn when I p*ss on emcees N***as want it with me, who I be? The one that got you ready to run The one with rhyme or reason to bust my gun, what's the outcome? Another n***a gettin' smoked? Another n***a found slain with a tongue out his throat? Son it's no joke I pump lead like bad dope And leave n***as nodding out, with no hope I'ma spit various flows, and f**k various hoes Rule, E-Dub, and Short Dog it shows That the n***as with the money get the b*t*hes b*t*hes Rolled up on dubs, deep dishes dishes N***as don't want it with me J to A to R-U-L-E Now, everytime I see you cats is rollin' in packs For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act Love to clown when you deep But when you on that solo creep Out on the streets you don't hear a peep N***a, it's a goddamn shame, somebody explain Why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game? Tear that a** out the frame, how long will it last? N***a, don't ask, just be first to blast Outlaw on the mash, tryin' to be the first to see some cash My sh*t's cla**ic, like my n***a Nate Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin' until we break Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed N***as aimin' at my head, but I still wear my vest And you don't really wanna f**k, with me Only n***a that I trust is me F**k around and make me bust this heat That's the devil, they always wanna dance Aw, naw, big Slim Dogg Eighty pound balls (What?), d**k six-inch long (Mm) Back up in the heezy, baby (Baby!) He's Shady (He's so crazy!), hahaha Give me the mic, let me recite 'til Timothy White Pickets outside the Interscope offices every night What if he's right? I'm just a criminal makin' a livin' off of the world's misery What in the world gives me the right to say what I like And walk around flippin' the bird? Livin' the urban life like a white kid from the burbs Dreamin' at night of screamin' at Mom, schemin' to leave Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me I just want you all to notice me and people to see That, somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me Is 'cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean So when you see me dressin' up like a nerd on TV Or heard the CD usin' the "fag" word so freely It's just me bein' me; here, want me to tone it down? Suck my f**kin' d**k, you faggot! You happy now? Look here... I start some trouble everywhere that I go (That I go) Ask the bouncers in the club 'cause they know ('Cause they know) I start some sh*t, they throw me out the back door (The back door) Come back and shoot the club up with a .44 (A .44) And you don't really wanna f**k, with me Only n***a that I trust is me F**k around and make me bust this heat That's the devil, they always wanna dance 2001 and forever Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg C'mon, yeah!! (Murder INC sh*t...)
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