things changed we've got no time left to rearrange you're in too deep and there is no way out you lost the plot you're trapped inside no way out, locked inside
a crip like Snoop you a'int a blood like Game, see I've been havin beef I got my own bullet proof vest most of my enemies dead i got about two left untill
in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my pants Never underestimate me Playa hate me See me and hide Sure as hollow points shatter, enemies die Spread love dead
see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I see, I got my knife boy, I kill you, you make me They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me I'll come back
door If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go) [Lloyd Banks Verse] I move like there's popo behind me Cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey
expect retaliation feel the playa hation Yeah you the next to get dropped I don't hide the glock Real niggas don't stop pop pop put him in the mud nigga
that Flavor of the month programmers try to dispatch Always got the good batch, take it to the head Got you wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead
, (?) try to dispatch Always got the good badge, take it to the head Got me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead Don't trip, get a grip, be strong
You live for the bribe of the next pay-rise and a cut-prize holiday. You know you're getting older, it's not gonna stop. You're locked inside a prison
You can't remember where it was Had this dream stopped? The snake was pale gold Glazed and shrunken We were afraid to touch it The sheets were hot dead
(Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!' [Chorus] [Eminem] Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked
my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, {ASSHOLE!}' Chorus [Eminem] Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked
autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!' Chorus [Eminem] Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked
to the big show (Jake and Jack and the Dark Carnival) Remove your hats or we'll cut off your head (Show respect, youse amongst the dead) Don't like bigots
born to make bomb music Flow tight like I was born Jewish Used the streets as a conduit - I kept arms 38 longs inside my mom's Buick At any given moment
into the credits 'cause this about to be the end [Hook x2] And it don't stop 'till they get the man on top plans on lock for the next on top It's the
pain is yours You could get what you love, be a chain in cause You alive right now There's so many that's dead or locked up inside the beast, I'm a hot
: When the moon's blood red and the bishop sleeps The zombies wake and the children weep It's a deadly hour for Haitian peoples The walking dead's out
