1.Guilty Conscience
Meet Eddie, 23 years old
fed up with life and the way things are going,
he decides to rob a liquor store,
but on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart
and suddenly, his conscience comes into play
(Dr. Dre)alright stop, now before you walk in the door of this
liquor store,
and try to get money out the drawer,
you better think of the consequences (who are you？)
i'm your motherfuckin conscience
(Eminem)that's nonsense
go in and gather the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs
and borrow a damn dress and put on a blonde wig
tell her you need a place to stay, you'll be safe for days
if you shave your legs with Renee's razor blades
(Dr. Dre)yeah, but if it all goes through like it's supposed to,
the whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you
think about it before you walk in the door first
look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns
(Eminem)fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch
can you afford to blow this shit？ are you that rich？
why you give a fuck if she dies？ are you that bitch？
do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids？
(Dr. Dre)man, don't do it, its not worth it to risk it (your
right) not over th
is shit (stop), drop the biscuit (i will)
dont even listen to Slim yo he's bad for you
(Eminem)you know what Dre, i dont like your attitude
Meet Stan, 21 years old
after meeting a young girl at a rave party,
things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom,
once again, his conscience comes into play
(Eminem)now listen to me, while you're kissin her cheek
and smearin her lipstick, slip this in her drink
now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe
(Dr. Dre)yo this girl's only 15 years old
you shouldnt take advantage of her, that's not fair
(Eminem)yo look at her bush, does it got hair？ (uh huh)
fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare
till she passes out and she forgot how she got there
(Dr. Dre)man ain't you ever seen that one movie Kids？
(Eminem)no but i seen a porno with San Nubiaz
(Dr. Dre)shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail？
(Eminem)man fuck that, hit that shit raw dog and bail
Meet Grady, a 29 year old construction worker
after coming home from a hard days work,
he walks in the door of his trailer park home
to find his wife in bed with another man (what the fuck？!)
(Dr. Dre)alright calm down, relax, start breathin
(Eminem)fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin
while you at work she's with some dude tryin to get off？
fuck slittin her throat, cut this bitches head off
(Dr. Dre)wait, what if there's an explanation for this shit
(Eminem)what？ she tripped, fell, landed on his dick？
(Dr. Dre)shit, alright Shady
maybe he's right Grady
but think about the baby before you get all crazy
(Eminem)okay, thought about it, still wanna stab her
grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her
that's what i did, be smart, dont be a retard
you gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes？
(Dr. Dre)what you say？
(Eminem)what's wrong, didnt think i'd remember？
(Dr. Dre)i'ma kill you motherfucker
(Eminem)ah ah, temper, temper
Mr. Dre, Mr. NWA, Mr. AK Comin Straight Outta Compton, yall
better make way
how in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent？
(Dr. Dre)cuz he don't need to go the same route that i went
Been There, Done That
aw fuck it, what am i sayin？ shoot em both Grady, where's your
gun at？
2.Quitter
Yo.. I dedicate to this.. to yo..
{＊imitating Slick Rick＊}
To all my fans, keepin y'all in health
Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
Cause it's cruel when you cause a bad heart conditionin
which I create, cause that's my mission
So listen close, to what we say
because this type of fag claims to never be gay, I..
{＊rapping normally＊}
.. knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cause I get respect I pet you (boy)
I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew (c'mon!)
And now you hate Fred because Lethal left you
Peckerwood mad cause his record went wood
No respect in the hood, fled to his neck of the woods
Got in touch with his roots, found the redneck in his blood
and said, 'Heck, country western rap records are good!!'
So he picks the guitar up and he strums a few notes
He can't rap, or sing, but he wants to do both (haha)
Puts an album out and rules for part of the year
then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere
It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder this year
No one's tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chair
sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear
So you start to get scared, sit back and spark an idea
Figure you can diss me to jump start your career
I punch you in your fuckin chest 'til your heart kicks in gear
(bitch)
And fuck your underground buddy's nameless crew
Like I'ma say they names so they can be famous too
You just a.. quitter, and you bitter cause I came along
and the days of House of Pain are gone
And if you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
Yo.. heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke
to the rap you wrote, your fuckin answer back's a joke
And I'ma tell these motherfuckin fans the truth
The reason why you dissed me first and I answered you
You said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at you
like I ain't notice you？ BITCH, I had a show to do!
Like I'm supposed to be star-struck, come over to you
You better shut your fuckin mouth while you oh-for-two
Back in ninety-four Limp opened the show for you
Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you
Took your motherfuckin DJ and stole him too
So you fall in a slump and get all emotional
So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings
Confused as fuck cause now your music sucks dick
Mr. Mr. Ass Kisser to get accepted in rap
quicker that never-lasts, and Everlast is a..
Aight listen (look)
So this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see Everlast, WHOOP HIS ASS
Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw shit at him
Kick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, bitch-slap him
Do it for me, do it for Fred, do it for Limp
Do it for Rock, do it for rap, do it for Kid
Do it for Ice-T, do it just to do it, fuck it
He's a bitch, he ain't gon' hit you back, he's nothin!
Shit in five years we'll all be 'Eating at Whitey's'
And he'll be bussin tables in that bitch, cleanin the toilets
Aiyyo.. fuck this, cut this shit off
{＊music stops＊}
Aiyyo (？), that's why I fucked your mother you fat motherfucker!
{＊beat changes to 2Pac's 'Hit 'Em Up'＊}
Kill Whitey! - Hahaha
Kill Whitey! - Detroit! What？ What？
Kill Whitey! - .. yo, yo
Kill Whitey! - Haha! Look
First off, fuck your songs and the shit you say
Diss my wife, but at least I got a bitch, you gay
You claim to be a Muslim but you Irish White
So fuck you fat boy, drop the mic, let's fight
Plus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I rip
Whitey Ford, forty and white, lethargic ass dickhead
I keep 'em comin while you runnin out of breath
Steady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you need to rest
Dilated, go ask your people how I leave ya
with your three CD's, nobody sees, when they released
Evidence, don't fuck around with real MC's
who ain't ready for no underground beef, so fuck geeks
I let you faggots know it's on for life
but Everlast might die tonight, haha
Fat boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck with me and take a heart pill, you know!
Grab 380's when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
but you 'bout to get relapsed any minute
Honkey, I hit 'em up!
Hahaha, yo check this out
You faggots ain't even on my level
I'ma let D-12 ride on you bitch-made ass faggots!
Yo! Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
Whitey Ford's heart just stopped
Eminem shocked him back, he had another heart attack
Whitey Ford's gettin his ass floored for talkin back
Little faggot Hamburgular, I show you where the burgers are
At your own restaraunt, while I'm servin ya
Drop and (？) your whole heart 'til it stops
Call the cops, I'ma beat your ass while they watch
Ha ha, now we got the whole industry makin fun of you Erik
Where's your House of Pain now？ There's only one of you Erik
You a petty coward, you ain't ready to steady go a round
with some killers from 7 Mile to the motherfuckin (？) Bridge
Got in his ass and now this faggot wanna mention me still
this ain't no freestyle battle Everlast gettin killed
with his chest open
Tryin to throw a fuckin punch, but you just chokin
Havin a stroke and now you learn why crackers nevered earn a
dime
cause you SUCK motherfucker you should learn to rhyme
Talkin 'bout you packin pistols but it's funny to me
You ain't never been in trouble, you just wanna be me
I'm a paleface killer whale
on his way to fuckin prison, pistol whippin tail, ha
Erik remember when I passed you in the lobby that day？
That shit was obvious you probably was gay, ha
Now it's all about country, you gave up hip-hop
Forty-nine thousand copies, the week your shit drop
while my sales makin records break
Two and a half million scanned by the second week
Motherfucker I hit 'em up!
I'm from Detroit's (？) Ave., where bullets tear you in half
Fuck the music, we got an uzi for all you fags
Get the shit out of our stereo, Dilated you violated
Now you 'bout to get annihilated, we gon' bury you
Errant science get choked up and yoked up
All you underground bitches get your throats cut
What the fuck？! Is you stupid？
I choke Whitey Ford with his fuckin guitar cord
and stuff him in cardboard, chopped up in a box
with sixteen parts, I stomped on his heart
D-12, Amityville, fuck your mother while you watch
Keep your restaraunt locked and block your door
Cause we 'Hit 'Em Up' like motherfuckin Tupac Shakur
You a, 'Black Jesus,' heart attack seizures
Too many cheeseburgers McDonald's Big Mac greases
White devil, washed up honkey
Mixed up cracker who crossed over to country
{＊laughing＊}
Yo, aiyyo cut this shit off
{＊needle drags, beat stops＊}
Fuck him, that's it, I'm done, I promise, I'm done, that's it
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise
I just believe in kickin a man while he's down
God damn! I quit
Mention my daughter's name in a song again you fuckin punk
Aiyyo..
3.Lose Yourself(8 Mile Soundtrack)
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip？
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There'ss vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clocks run out, times up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
Hes so mad, but he wont give up that
Is he？ No
He wont have it , he knows his whole back citys ropes
It dont matter, hes dope
He knows that, but hes broke
Hes so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it dont pass him
HOOK：
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
The souls escaping, through this hole that its gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardoms close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, hes know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
Hes grown farther from home, hes no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His bosses dont want him no mo, hes cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose its old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
HOOK
No more games, Ima change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebodys payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I cant get by with my 9 to 5
And I cant provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps dont buy diapers
And its no movie, theres no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failures not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salems lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
HOOK
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
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