Now you don't even know me but you wanna take me shopping You a lame, I can tell it ain't big shit poppin' You turnin' me off, you turnin' me off You
't even know me but you wanna take me shopping you a lame, i can tell it ain't big shit poppin you turnin me off, you turnin me off, you turnin me off
clouds the heart you can't sew a stitch with one hand While you're taking it apart bright lights might look nice but they sure won't make you sharp you can't
teenagers, young gun slangers There ain't no love, there ain't nothin' but anger We don't go to church and can't pray in school Listen real close to
tie-rod quit hollering "Why, God?" He ain't got sh-t to do with it Bygones will never be bygones so won't be finished swallowing my wad I ain't finished
brand new car And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher You can't reach me, my mom can't neither You can't
him get away with that? He tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that Man, I hate this crap This ain't rap, this is crazy the way we act When
can't see that he's manically depressed And in his jealousy and envy It just whirls him in a frenzy As he turns on MTV and sees my face He don't exist
I should also mention Lord Finesse, he's the Funky Technician I'm on my way to the studio, it's the only way that I know How to play down low Punching
is me, not them, this is him, not they He is, I got niggaz like that's Eminem's man, ain't it? Like that's my name, like I changed it when my man became
? Do they do the same shit when the defendant face is white? If white boys doing it, well, it's success When I start doing, well, it's suspect Don't
feet With four-four gloves, rims spinnin', tippin' on fo-fo's My mouth be worth millions, somethin' like Paul Wall's Ladies look out they ain't thugs, they homo's
lost weight See that was Crime at the door, he got mad I don't give a fuck what he got Niggaz can't keep comin up here, this the spot Yo Crime you
try to tackle some players and you'll get psyched out They can't fuck with us niggaz, you think they dyked out, so don't play I got my corner on lockdown
when it's your turn Don't burn your bridge And all the real ni**as will die the worms'll live And that's real f**ked up but that's how s**t is Scream
on now, let your back break I can't wait To see you in them high heels, making the track shake I stack weights, so you know money ain't a thang though It's
only I can spend the night Baby please don?t just turn away Before you hear one thing I got to say Verse 3: Excuse me can I talk with ya Can I park
? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible Terrible, what you know bout terrible? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible... (Buzz) There's the buzzer