had. You gave up on us so don't come running back. Fuck man, I was hoping I was wrong about you. But once again you proved me right. Don't come back!
is it? Smokin' on Sweets while he's gettin' his nuts licked (that's the Dude) Don't come talkin' That nothin' shit Round the Dude Don't play no funny games Don't
sound the alarm, you can call out your guards You can fence in your yard, you can pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh no I won't back down,
Tonight, Tonight (blends in with lyrics) Eminem: Cause we came here to do this tonight We don't wanna fight, we don't want no one feeling uptight Cause
beat, trappin on the front street Got a black pistol grip pump on the seat Black tee, O.G., nigga don't approach me Bubble gum wappin ass niggaz can't
see is Just Us Gettin knocked locked and bust, without a word discussed NYPD, should be NYPIG I don't deal with the swine, don't want swine dealin with
these brothers come Bang! our back window Was removed by a shotgun Now Hen G was shot Don caught a ricochet These motherfuckers was ill They didn't come
head Don't mess with me, just take me home Come and lay, help us lay Young Billy down Luna was a Mexican the law called an alien For coming across the
you wanna battle? Bitch come to the yard! I knock you out like Kimbo left or right See I be smokin' indo but I be ready to fight My mic's bleedin' 'cause
can't get it back Having the time of my life matches are wet, they won't light First time bread winners scars run deep Those lumpy girls, they don't come
keep the stats thick We at this and we callin the shots You thought you could hold me back (back) You thought you could hold me back (back) Puttin it
Verse 3 - Tech N9ne] They don't want me to live in the end of my block 'cause when I get to the killer I don't stop Partyin' with the ladies I pull in
I aint pay her You can, hate me now or hate me later I'm a instigator, (what?) a instigator It's the, MVPs and SUVs We don't, take no shit, take yo shit
] Yo yo yo yo In ya face, in ya face, in ya face Come taste the paste their is inside the hell's place Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up and
these brothers come? Bang! our back window was removed by a shotgun Now Hen G was shot, Don caught a ricochet These motherfuckers was ill, they didn't come
don't realize that you know Rock n' Roll is truly black music, it was created by Chuck Berry, Little Richard, an' black people like that Who started it off back
You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh, no I won't back
ain't scared It's my pleasure to tell it right, don't think I ain't said Cause they got prices on my head homie, I don't slip Clips long as giraffe necks