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DEAD WRONG

There's several different levels to Devil worshippin: horse's heads,
Human sacrifices, canibalism; candles and exorcism
Animals havin sex with 'em; camels mammals and rabbits
But I don't get into that, I kick the habit - I just,
Beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh
And I never eat you unless the f**kin, meat looks fresh
I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin, I got a nine in my pocket
And baby I'm just, dyin to cock him
He's ready for war, I'm ready for war
I got machetes and swords for any f**got that said he was raw
My uz' as, heavy as yours, yeah you met me before
I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
Marshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floor
With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Red on the ceilin, red on the floor, get a new whore
Met on the second, wet on the third;
Then she's dead on the fourth - I'm dead wrong

FORGOT ABOUT DRE

So what do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way
Just study a tape of NWA.
One day I was walkin by
Wit a walkmen on
When I caught a guy givin, me an awkward eye
And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani
I don't give a f**k if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
But I'm drunk as f**k
Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage
Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off
f**k you too b**ch call the cops
I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthaf**kin barkin dogs
And when the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still wouldn'ta found out
From here on out it's the Chronic 2
Startin today and tomorrows the new
And I'm still loco enough
To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew [**chicka chicka chicka**]
Slim shady....hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up
When the temp goes up to the mid 80's
Callin men ladies
Sorry Doc but I been crazy
There is no way that you can save me
It's ok go with him Hailey [**da da?**]

WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?

Aight, hold up hold up!
STOP THE BEAT A MINUTE!! I got somethin to say
Dre; I wanna tell you this s**t right now while this f**kin weed is in me
(The f**k?!) I don't know if I ever told you this, but I love you dawg
I got your motherf**kin back, just know this s**t

[Dre] Riiight? .. Slim, I don't know if you noticed it
But I've had your back from day one, nigga let's blow this b**ch
[Em] I mean it dawg, you ever need somebody offed - who's throat is it?
[Dre] Well if you ever kill that Kim b**ch, I'll show you where the ocean is

[Em]
Well that's cool, and I appreciate the offer
But if I do decide to really murder my daughter's momma
I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her
And cruise around wit her for seven hours through California
And have her wavin at people (Hi!) Then drop her off on the corner
at the police station and drive off honkin the horn for her
Raw dawg, get your arm gnawed off
Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of
f**k blood, I wanna see some lungs coughed up
Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop up
and they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot water
That's for tryin to talk like The Chronic was lost product
That's for even THINKIN of havin them thoughts thought up!
You better show some respect whenever the Doc's brought up!!
So what's the difference between us? We can start at the penis
Or we can scream, "I Just Don't Give a f**k," and see who means it!

PATIENTLY WAITING

They think they crazy
But they ain't crazy lets face it
s**t basically they just playing sick
They ain't s**t they ain't saying s**t
Spray 'em 50 [gun shots]
A to K get in the way
I bring Dre and them wit' me
And turn this day into f**king mayhem
You staying wit' me?
Don't let me lose you
I'm not trying to confuse you
When I let lose wit' this uzi
And just shoot through your Isuzu
You get the message
Am I getting through to you?
You know it's coming
You motherf**kers don't even know do you?
Take some BIG and some PAC
And you mix them up in a pot
Sprinkle a lil' "BIG L" on top
What the f**k do you got?
You got the realest and illest killers
Tied up in a knot
The Juggernauts of this rap s**t
Like it or not, it's like a fight to the top
Just to see who die for the spot
You put your life in this
Nothing like surviving a shot
Y'all know what time it is
Soon as 50 signs on this dot
s**t what you know about death threats
Cause I get a lot
Shady Records was 80 seconds
Away from the towers
Some cowards f**ked with the wrong building
They meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children
Nuclear showers there's nothing spookier
You're now about to witness the power of f**kin' 50!

WE AIN'T

Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making
If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken
You ain't 50 and you ain't Game,
You lame, you're tame b**ch
You're mild sauce, you are not ready to make that flame switch
You will end up in the same situation, same s**t
Different day, just with different gangstas in your face
Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement
Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it
For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face
Looking for answers, rap sensation
Eminem battles to ward off accusations
That he had somebody blasted
The Mask of Jason,
Was found at the scene of the task with masking tape
And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case
And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time
Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...