I want to play I want to escape, so Pain And if you think, go away Evil man and children?s pain I know that I can?t live here Sex, hate, pain And if you think
you rest, I'll make a mess The holla tips'll hit ya chest, you cough up blood to EMS Come pick you up, You know you fucked When you get on a stretcher
down memory lane, and see the dirt I've done before I quite the flame, if you can see what I see, you see me poppin the chain, or you see me scrappin,
think so.... Do you know who I am? Do you know my lifestyle maybe you don't... Do you know who I am? Do you know my lifestyle I don't think so.... Do you
Flows dreaded like some f-cking tangled hair rasta? ?farian, Jamaican, relax, man I?ll send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent Bad
Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you
nuns, sluts Chorus: Eminem Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me Girls leave - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me Bitch I'ma kill you! You
off of a bridge and if you live, do it again Shit, why not? Blow your brain out I'm blowing mine out Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die
nuns, sluts [Chorus: Eminem] Bitch I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither - you ain't nuttin but a slut to me Bitch I'ma kill you! You
'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you
armpits and wore a tank top Bad Boy, I told you that I can't stop You gotta make em fear you 'fore you make em feel you So everybody buy my shit or I'
y'all, y'all killed my man and now they tryin' to kill me. They think I can't see that. You think I can't see that. I know you heard of me never but
Mental abuses Told you last year you should've murdered me How you gonna kill a dead man So you never heard of me I feel no pain, you can't hurt me If you
But I'm at ya door, motherfucker have a taste! [Verse two: (Nate The Mack) {Shaggy 2 Dope}] (Fucking you up wont let you pass, fucking you up, shot you
spit, spit acid, L.O.X. Ruffryder you heard? We got the game mastered I told you the pain was comin You wouldn't listen You tried to play me like
some smack and maybe sniff some glue If you think you're going nuts from working hard all day Just relax and do some drugs cuz you know what they say [Chorus:] No brain
a great time if you weren?t drunk to miss it! Acid drinks through your body as it slowly kills you Your whole existence will be thrown away You?re no
the pavement High-class elegance, you respect or you hiss You go against you'd rather piss on an electrical fence It's strategic, how these niggaz want you to think You
