Music, reality
Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference
Psych!
If I, were to die, murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow, or show love, or would it matter?
Could never be the lead-off batter
If there ain't sh1t for me to feed off, I'm see-saw battlin'
But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate
I done came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fvxk you take me for, a joke? You smokin' crack?
'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back
I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground
'Fore I put some wack sh1t out
I'm tryna smack this one out the park—five-thousand mark
Y'all steady tryna drown a shark
Ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off
Lid to the can of whip-ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull a piece out
Fvxk shootin', I'm just tryna knock his teeth out
Fvxk with me now, b1xch—let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap
Motherfvxker, if you really feelin' froggish, leap
Yo, Slim, you gon' let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape with that
Man, I hate this crap
This ain't rap, this is crazy, the way we act
Ain't no gettin' rid of McVay, if so, you would've tried
The only way I'm leavin' this b1xch is suicide
I have died clinically
Arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessy
Got drunk then I finished him
I'm every n1gga's favorite archenemy
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous n1gga with beef
I'm not what you think
I appear to be fvxked up, mentally endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a n1gga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
I'll murder you, I gauge and have me turn into
A mad man, Son of Sam, b1xch, I'm surgical
I'm allergic to dyin'—you think not?
I was happy havin' a deal at first
Thought money would make me happy
But it only made my pain worse
It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dawg
And you ain't got nothin' left but your word and your balls
And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends
Beggin' with their hands out
Checkin' for your record when it's sellin'
When it ain't, that's the end: no laughs, no friends
You think, "Damn!" when you slam into the wall and you fall
Out the car and try to crawl with one arm
I'm 'bout to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder would they even call?
Let's see how many of your men loyal
When I pull up lookin' for you with a pistol sippin' a can of Pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what when lead bust?
Your head just explode with red stuff
I'm handcuffed, tossed in the paddy-wagon
Braggin' about how you shouted like a coward
Bullets devoured you, showered you n1ggas
If I was you n1ggas, I'd run while given a chance
Death itself, it can't hurt me
Just the thought of dyin' alone that really irks me
Hug the floor while we playin' tug-of-war wit' your life
Fvxk a tour and a mic, I'd rather fvxk a whore with a knife
Deliver that sh1t that coroners like
Instigators turn pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors
Y'all don't want war, y'all want talk
In the dark, my dogs all bark like, "Woof!"
Proof, n1gga, I'm a wolf
Get your whole roof caved in like reindeer hooves
Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose
The more y'all breathe, sh1t, the more I moves
It's Hill Street—this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap, check in all our dues, n1gga
Or make the news, bet you all y'all move
Music has changed my life in so many ways
Brain's confused, been fvxked since the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the bells
N.W.A said "Fvxk tha Police", now I'm in jail
'93 was strictly R&B
Fvxked up haircut, listened to Jodeci
Michael Jackson—who gon' tell me I ain't Mike?
Ass cheeks painted white, fvxkin' Priscilla tonight
Flyin' down Sunset, smokin' crack
Transvestite in the front, Eddie Murphy in the back
M.O.P. had me grimy and gritty
Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue and grew some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them bows
Voices in my head, I'm goin' in shock
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.515]Music, reality
[00:06.896]Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference
[00:19.069]Psych!
[00:20.062]If I, were to die, murdered in cold blood tomorrow
[00:23.589]Would you feel sorrow, or show love, or would it matter?
[00:26.227]Could never be the lead-off batter
[00:27.820]If there ain't sh1t for me to feed off, I'm see-saw battlin'
[00:30.459]But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake
[00:33.411]There's too much on my plate
[00:34.691]I done came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
[00:38.060]And not say what I got to say
[00:40.020]What the fvxk you take me for, a joke? You smokin' crack?
[00:43.154]'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back
[00:46.054]I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground
[00:49.006]'Fore I put some wack sh1t out
[00:50.312]I'm tryna smack this one out the park—five-thousand mark
[00:53.499]Y'all steady tryna drown a shark
[00:55.641]Ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off
[00:57.522]Lid to the can of whip-ass, just twist me off
[01:00.160]See me leap out, pull a piece out
[01:02.119]Fvxk shootin', I'm just tryna knock his teeth out
[01:04.679]Fvxk with me now, b1xch—let's see you freestyle
[01:07.082]Talk is cheap
[01:07.866]Motherfvxker, if you really feelin' froggish, leap
[01:10.426]Yo, Slim, you gon' let him get away with that?
[01:13.038]He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape with that
[01:15.520]Man, I hate this crap
[01:16.852]This ain't rap, this is crazy, the way we act
[01:21.920]Ain't no gettin' rid of McVay, if so, you would've tried
[01:24.872]The only way I'm leavin' this b1xch is suicide
[01:27.353]I have died clinically
[01:28.503]Arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessy
[01:31.220]Got drunk then I finished him
[01:32.735]I'm every n1gga's favorite archenemy
[01:35.216]Physically fitted to be the most dangerous n1gga with beef
[01:41.669]I'm not what you think
[01:42.687]I appear to be fvxked up, mentally endangered
[01:45.691]I can't stay away from a razor
[01:47.651]I just want my face in a paper
[01:49.531]I wish a n1gga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
[01:53.528]I'll murder you, I gauge and have me turn into
[01:55.749]A mad man, Son of Sam, b1xch, I'm surgical
[01:58.544]I'm allergic to dyin'—you think not?
[02:03.429]I was happy havin' a deal at first
[02:05.205]Thought money would make me happy
[02:06.694]But it only made my pain worse
[02:08.653]It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dawg
[02:11.318]And you ain't got nothin' left but your word and your balls
[02:13.773]And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends
[02:15.941]Beggin' with their hands out
[02:17.300]Checkin' for your record when it's sellin'
[02:18.893]When it ain't, that's the end: no laughs, no friends
[02:23.961]You think, "Damn!" when you slam into the wall and you fall
[02:26.678]Out the car and try to crawl with one arm
[02:28.820]I'm 'bout to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
[02:31.066]If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder would they even call?
[02:34.358]Let's see how many of your men loyal
[02:36.212]When I pull up lookin' for you with a pistol sippin' a can of Pennzoil
[02:40.078]I'm revved up, who said what when lead bust?
[02:42.534]Your head just explode with red stuff
[02:44.310]I'm handcuffed, tossed in the paddy-wagon
[02:46.740]Braggin' about how you shouted like a coward
[02:48.464]Bullets devoured you, showered you n1ggas
[02:50.240]If I was you n1ggas, I'd run while given a chance
[02:55.229]Death itself, it can't hurt me
[02:56.901]Just the thought of dyin' alone that really irks me
[03:05.417]Hug the floor while we playin' tug-of-war wit' your life
[03:07.820]Fvxk a tour and a mic, I'd rather fvxk a whore with a knife
[03:10.433]Deliver that sh1t that coroners like
[03:16.232]Instigators turn pits in cages
[03:18.635]Let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors
[03:21.221]Y'all don't want war, y'all want talk
[03:23.598]In the dark, my dogs all bark like, "Woof!"
[03:26.420]Proof, n1gga, I'm a wolf
[03:28.379]Get your whole roof caved in like reindeer hooves
[03:31.487]Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose
[03:33.864]The more y'all breathe, sh1t, the more I moves
[03:36.503]It's Hill Street—this is hardcore blues
[03:39.220]Put a gun to rap, check in all our dues, n1gga
[03:41.962]Or make the news, bet you all y'all move
[03:47.109]Music has changed my life in so many ways
[03:49.799]Brain's confused, been fvxked since the 5th grade
[03:52.673]LL told me to rock the bells
[03:54.344]N.W.A said "Fvxk tha Police", now I'm in jail
[03:57.688]'93 was strictly R&B
[03:59.778]Fvxked up haircut, listened to Jodeci
[04:02.704]Michael Jackson—who gon' tell me I ain't Mike?
[04:05.133]Ass cheeks painted white, fvxkin' Priscilla tonight
[04:07.902]Flyin' down Sunset, smokin' crack
[04:09.966]Transvestite in the front, Eddie Murphy in the back
[04:13.048]M.O.P. had me grimy and gritty
[04:15.138]Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue and grew some titties
[04:18.299]Ludacris told me to throw them bows
[04:23.993]Voices in my head, I'm goin' in shock
📝 纯歌词版本
Music, reality
Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference
Psych!
If I, were to die, murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow, or show love, or would it matter?
Could never be the lead-off batter
If there ain't sh1t for me to feed off, I'm see-saw battlin'
But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate
I done came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fvxk you take me for, a joke? You smokin' crack?
'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back
I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground
'Fore I put some wack sh1t out
I'm tryna smack this one out the park—five-thousand mark
Y'all steady tryna drown a shark
Ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off
Lid to the can of whip-ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull a piece out
Fvxk shootin', I'm just tryna knock his teeth out
Fvxk with me now, b1xch—let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap
Motherfvxker, if you really feelin' froggish, leap
Yo, Slim, you gon' let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape with that
Man, I hate this crap
This ain't rap, this is crazy, the way we act
Ain't no gettin' rid of McVay, if so, you would've tried
The only way I'm leavin' this b1xch is suicide
I have died clinically
Arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessy
Got drunk then I finished him
I'm every n1gga's favorite archenemy
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous n1gga with beef
I'm not what you think
I appear to be fvxked up, mentally endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a n1gga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
I'll murder you, I gauge and have me turn into
A mad man, Son of Sam, b1xch, I'm surgical
I'm allergic to dyin'—you think not?
I was happy havin' a deal at first
Thought money would make me happy
But it only made my pain worse
It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dawg
And you ain't got nothin' left but your word and your balls
And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends
Beggin' with their hands out
Checkin' for your record when it's sellin'
When it ain't, that's the end: no laughs, no friends
You think, "Damn!" when you slam into the wall and you fall
Out the car and try to crawl with one arm
I'm 'bout to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder would they even call?
Let's see how many of your men loyal
When I pull up lookin' for you with a pistol sippin' a can of Pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what when lead bust?
Your head just explode with red stuff
I'm handcuffed, tossed in the paddy-wagon
Braggin' about how you shouted like a coward
Bullets devoured you, showered you n1ggas
If I was you n1ggas, I'd run while given a chance
Death itself, it can't hurt me
Just the thought of dyin' alone that really irks me
Hug the floor while we playin' tug-of-war wit' your life
Fvxk a tour and a mic, I'd rather fvxk a whore with a knife
Deliver that sh1t that coroners like
Instigators turn pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors
Y'all don't want war, y'all want talk
In the dark, my dogs all bark like, "Woof!"
Proof, n1gga, I'm a wolf
Get your whole roof caved in like reindeer hooves
Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose
The more y'all breathe, sh1t, the more I moves
It's Hill Street—this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap, check in all our dues, n1gga
Or make the news, bet you all y'all move
Music has changed my life in so many ways
Brain's confused, been fvxked since the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the bells
N.W.A said "Fvxk tha Police", now I'm in jail
'93 was strictly R&B
Fvxked up haircut, listened to Jodeci
Michael Jackson—who gon' tell me I ain't Mike?
Ass cheeks painted white, fvxkin' Priscilla tonight
Flyin' down Sunset, smokin' crack
Transvestite in the front, Eddie Murphy in the back
M.O.P. had me grimy and gritty
Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue and grew some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them bows
Voices in my head, I'm goin' in shock
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.515]Music, reality
[00:06.896]Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference
[00:19.069]Psych!
[00:20.062]If I, were to die, murdered in cold blood tomorrow
[00:23.589]Would you feel sorrow, or show love, or would it matter?
[00:26.227]Could never be the lead-off batter
[00:27.820]If there ain't sh1t for me to feed off, I'm see-saw battlin'
[00:30.459]But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake
[00:33.411]There's too much on my plate
[00:34.691]I done came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
[00:38.060]And not say what I got to say
[00:40.020]What the fvxk you take me for, a joke? You smokin' crack?
[00:43.154]'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back
[00:46.054]I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground
[00:49.006]'Fore I put some wack sh1t out
[00:50.312]I'm tryna smack this one out the park—five-thousand mark
[00:53.499]Y'all steady tryna drown a shark
[00:55.641]Ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off
[00:57.522]Lid to the can of whip-ass, just twist me off
[01:00.160]See me leap out, pull a piece out
[01:02.119]Fvxk shootin', I'm just tryna knock his teeth out
[01:04.679]Fvxk with me now, b1xch—let's see you freestyle
[01:07.082]Talk is cheap
[01:07.866]Motherfvxker, if you really feelin' froggish, leap
[01:10.426]Yo, Slim, you gon' let him get away with that?
[01:13.038]He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape with that
[01:15.520]Man, I hate this crap
[01:16.852]This ain't rap, this is crazy, the way we act
[01:21.920]Ain't no gettin' rid of McVay, if so, you would've tried
[01:24.872]The only way I'm leavin' this b1xch is suicide
[01:27.353]I have died clinically
[01:28.503]Arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessy
[01:31.220]Got drunk then I finished him
[01:32.735]I'm every n1gga's favorite archenemy
[01:35.216]Physically fitted to be the most dangerous n1gga with beef
[01:41.669]I'm not what you think
[01:42.687]I appear to be fvxked up, mentally endangered
[01:45.691]I can't stay away from a razor
[01:47.651]I just want my face in a paper
[01:49.531]I wish a n1gga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
[01:53.528]I'll murder you, I gauge and have me turn into
[01:55.749]A mad man, Son of Sam, b1xch, I'm surgical
[01:58.544]I'm allergic to dyin'—you think not?
[02:03.429]I was happy havin' a deal at first
[02:05.205]Thought money would make me happy
[02:06.694]But it only made my pain worse
[02:08.653]It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dawg
[02:11.318]And you ain't got nothin' left but your word and your balls
[02:13.773]And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends
[02:15.941]Beggin' with their hands out
[02:17.300]Checkin' for your record when it's sellin'
[02:18.893]When it ain't, that's the end: no laughs, no friends
[02:23.961]You think, "Damn!" when you slam into the wall and you fall
[02:26.678]Out the car and try to crawl with one arm
[02:28.820]I'm 'bout to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
[02:31.066]If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder would they even call?
[02:34.358]Let's see how many of your men loyal
[02:36.212]When I pull up lookin' for you with a pistol sippin' a can of Pennzoil
[02:40.078]I'm revved up, who said what when lead bust?
[02:42.534]Your head just explode with red stuff
[02:44.310]I'm handcuffed, tossed in the paddy-wagon
[02:46.740]Braggin' about how you shouted like a coward
[02:48.464]Bullets devoured you, showered you n1ggas
[02:50.240]If I was you n1ggas, I'd run while given a chance
[02:55.229]Death itself, it can't hurt me
[02:56.901]Just the thought of dyin' alone that really irks me
[03:05.417]Hug the floor while we playin' tug-of-war wit' your life
[03:07.820]Fvxk a tour and a mic, I'd rather fvxk a whore with a knife
[03:10.433]Deliver that sh1t that coroners like
[03:16.232]Instigators turn pits in cages
[03:18.635]Let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors
[03:21.221]Y'all don't want war, y'all want talk
[03:23.598]In the dark, my dogs all bark like, "Woof!"
[03:26.420]Proof, n1gga, I'm a wolf
[03:28.379]Get your whole roof caved in like reindeer hooves
[03:31.487]Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose
[03:33.864]The more y'all breathe, sh1t, the more I moves
[03:36.503]It's Hill Street—this is hardcore blues
[03:39.220]Put a gun to rap, check in all our dues, n1gga
[03:41.962]Or make the news, bet you all y'all move
[03:47.109]Music has changed my life in so many ways
[03:49.799]Brain's confused, been fvxked since the 5th grade
[03:52.673]LL told me to rock the bells
[03:54.344]N.W.A said "Fvxk tha Police", now I'm in jail
[03:57.688]'93 was strictly R&B
[03:59.778]Fvxked up haircut, listened to Jodeci
[04:02.704]Michael Jackson—who gon' tell me I ain't Mike?
[04:05.133]Ass cheeks painted white, fvxkin' Priscilla tonight
[04:07.902]Flyin' down Sunset, smokin' crack
[04:09.966]Transvestite in the front, Eddie Murphy in the back
[04:13.048]M.O.P. had me grimy and gritty
[04:15.138]Marilyn Manson, I dyed my hair blue and grew some titties
[04:18.299]Ludacris told me to throw them bows
[04:23.993]Voices in my head, I'm goin' in shock
Yeah, Bad and Evil is (BACK)
We bout to get into a tale of gunner that details the dungeon.
Just as the pale moon illuminates the hail, I'm thundering...
Oooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
You gon' make me a believer
Even if that **** ain't true
You gon' make me commit murder
Baby, I'd kill for you
In my eyes
Even i...
This ain't beef man
I don't know what the **** to call it
But no beef
Whattup X?
To the Z
Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'd have my...
（Eminem）Rock
City
Royce
Slim
Shady
Come on
Nine shots'll bust you'Pine Box we stuff you
**** You
（Eminem）**** You
（Royce Da 5'9）I am not the tussel
Ni...
Yeah you got me,
I'm up now, it's your loss
Suffered to you
History is like a point of no delay
Keeps repeating itself, what else can I say
You wonder...
We got something for the *****es
These *****es always be all, giggling and shit
But they get mad when their favorite song don't come on in the club
Ca...
Slim Shady
I keep my tube socks filled
And punch a b***h in the nose til her whole face explodes
There's three things I hate
Girls, women, and b*****...