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 {Meet Eddie, twenty-three 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} 
 
Alright, stop! 
(Huh?) 
Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store 
And try to get money out the drawer 
You better think of the consequence 
(But who are you?) 
I'm your motherfuckin' conscience 
That's nonsense 
Go in and gaffe the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs 
And borrow a damn dress and one of her blonde wigs 
Tell her you need a place to stay 
You'll be safe for days if you shave your legs with Renee's razor blades 
 
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 
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? 
 
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it 
(You're right) 
Not over this shit 
(Stop!) 
Drop the biscuit 
(I will) 
Don't even listen to Slim yo, he's bad for you 
You know what Dre I don't like your attitude 
 
{Meet Stan, twenty-one 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} 
 
Now listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek 
And smearin' her lipstick, I slipped this in her drink 
Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitches earlobe 
Yo this girls only 15 years old 
You shouldn't take advantage of her, that's not fair 
Yo, look at her bush, does it got hair? 
(Ah huh) 
 
Fuck this bitch right on that spot there 
Till she passes out she forgot how she got their 
Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie kids? 
No, but I seen the porno that's on nubiest 
Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail? 
Fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail 
 
{Meet Grady, a twenty-nine year old construction worker 
After coming home from a hard day's work 
He walks in the door of his trailer park home 
To find his wife in bed with another man} 
 
Alright calm down, relax, start breathin' 
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 
Wait! what if there's an explanation for this shit? 
What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick? 
Alright Shady, maybe he's right Grady 
But think about the baby before you get all crazy 
 
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, don't be a retard 
You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes? 
What'chu say? 
What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember? 
I'ma kill ya motherfucker 
 
Ah ha, temper, temper 
Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? 
Mr. A.K. comin' straight outta Compton y'all better make way? 
How the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent? 
'Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went 
Been there, done that, aww fuck it what am I sayin'? 
Shoot 'em both Grady, where's your gun at? 
  
            
 
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