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Lyricist: Eminem
Lyrics:
There's an intruder, in my house He cut my phone-line, can't dial out I scream for police, but I doubt They're gonna hear me when I shout
A couple o' cocktails, will send me to jail There's a couple of cops, hot on my trail But this time when I get pulled over, there's a Doberman Pincher And a Pit Bull in the seat, these pigs'll get bit, foolin' with me
Quit foolin' with me, bitch you're gonna see No pistol in the seat, why it always gotta be An issue when you're me and which you're gonna see In the long run, I'mma be the wrong one
You wanna harass, with this limo-tinted glass Flashin' that flashlight on my ass Where was you at, last night when them assholes Ran up on my grass, rapper slash actor Kiss the crack of my cracker slash ass
They took away my right to bare arms What I'm 'posed to fight wit' bare palms Yeah right, they comin' with bombs I'm comin' with flare guns, we as Americans
We as a Americans, us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves, look at how shit has been We better check ourselves, livin' up in these streets Through worse and through better health, surviving by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen We as Samaritans, what do we get us in We better check ourselves, look at how shit has been Take a look where you live, this is America and we are Americans
I make beaucoup bucks, wear beaucoup vests Drama hangin' over my head, like a voodoo hex I could've been next, to fly over the cuckoo's nest But you know who, with an 'S' tattooed to my chest
But I've finessed it, now I got the industry pissy Ever since me and Dre split it 50/50 on, it's funny We got a buzz spreadin' quicker than making paper airplanes out of a 20 Fuck money, I don't rap for dead presidents
I'd rather see the president dead, it's never been said, but I said precedents In the standards, and they can't stand it My name should've been bastard The shit should've been plastered
On my forehead with a stamp I should've been blasted I should've been had a cap put in my ass But I'm too swift and fast for that, one bastard I'm too old to go an' cruise Gratiot, fuck that shit
I done seen how fast this rap shit Can turn into some pap-pap shit, that quick, snap click But this time they got the fuckin Au-to-ma-tic Ain't no one Gon' test this Mon', clack click
We as a Americans, us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves, look at how shit has been We better check ourselves, livin' up in these streets Through worse and through better health, surviving by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen We as Samaritans, what do we get us in We better check ourselves, look at how shit has been Take a look where you live, this is America, and we are Americans
Shh, I got a secret, if you can keep it between us I tuck 2 Nina's under my jeans, either side of my penis Under my Long Johns, under my Sean Johns When runnin' with the long arm or the long long gone
I'mma do five years no less than that, o questions asked So it might be a good idea that I stop right here And quit while I'm ahead, already in the red Already got a steady infrared meant for my head
A target on my back, bigger problems than that Bin Laden on my ass, he probably gon' send a task I ain't gone even ask, they ain't gon' let me pack They ain't gon' gimme my semi but I got my weed back
We as a Americans, us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves, look at how shit has been We better check ourselves, livin' up in these streets Through worse and through better health, surviving by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen We as Samaritans, what do we get us in We better check ourselves, look at how shit has been Take a look where you live, this is America, and we are Americans
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