Lyrics:
New Jersey stand up!
[DJ scratching Eminem sample]
"Pacewon" Yo!
"Pacewon" Yo!
"Pacewon"
"Pacewon"
(This is how the East Coast rocks)
(This is how
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
live
25 years no felony I'm telling y'all
Why you think I saved it, to blow a nigga mellon off
As a young boy always carried the cap gun
And fell in
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you
Caught that boy without his blick
Just don't bleed out
Just pulled the skit's and then the
Police blocked the streets off
He got a blick, it got
chilling in society
And the police, they hate me
Long Beach PD probably want to kill Eminem for signing me
'Cause I was supposed to be a statistic
A ghost
No more time to pass time 'cause these are the last rhymes
'Cause we're living in the last times...
They want to go to war more wars to come
pan
I need meds, swear to God, 'cause If I go off the edge
T.I. ain't talkin' me off a ledge, man
Heart throb that'll fart, ah, nah
More like
lamb
Hangin' from his ceiling, drippin' with a bed pan
I need meds, swear to God, 'cause If I go off the edge
T.I. ain't talkin' me off a ledge, man
know I'm the hardest
I'm well-armed surrounded by shells like a starfish
Gun in my pocket that'll tear you to pieces
Iron in my jeans like I don't like
calling it lunch
When you serve your first feen
It give you a rush
I told you I got my gun
I gave you trust
Im off a perk
Mixing up love with lust
Trust
the studio I prayed they didn't spray
Cause I miss that scratch from Jam Master Jay (Whoa oh oh!!!)
[Chorus]
Shots go off, mother's cry
Death since rise,
with me Who I be
The one that got you ready to run
The one with rhyme or reason to bust my gun
What's the outcome?
Another nigga getting smoked?
Another
out
To the skit, on the D&D-project, blew the shit out
By accident, we do some shit on the mic
That a kid is convicted in Interstate, trapped again
a page out my man
New chapter that's an old one ending
Great, 'cah a brother can't rewind
Cutest one with the largest behind, woof
Perched off by
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
The wild, Gotham
The Wild West
Ha ha, ride
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
Ready for the showdown, that go down at one
Sweat
outta that gun
'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"
I'm sorry
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
Go run that shit,
Go run that shit,
Go gun that shit,
Go bump that bitch,
Don’t talk no shit,
I'm all on it,
I'm all on it,
Don't call no quits
Go
recognition
Been eyen’ from a distance
Been eyein’ my competition
And where's my competition?
Somewhere where they aint heard of this
Surrounded by them cameras
nigga
Rest in peace [?], imma keep it lit
I swear me alone, I did about ten skits
I fuck wit big [?], he gone go for me
When I was like 8 months, he
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you
the gun gun blaze on they ass,
Gotta rip in them chests through vests
Mack-10s, sawed off eruptions, got plenty ammunition
No missing listen destruction
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