| Lyrics: | Announcer: Meet Eddie, 23 years old., Fed up with life,
and the way things are going,
he
decides to rob a liquor store, on his way in,
he has a sudden change of heart. And
suddenly,
his conscience comes into play
Dr. Dre: Alright, stop! (Huh?)
Now before
you walk in the door, of this liquor store
And try to get money out the drawer
You'd better
think of the consequence (who are you?)
I'm your motherfuckin' conscience
Eminem: That
nonsense., Go in and gaffle the money,
and run to one of your aunt's cribs.
And borrow a dam
dress one of her prom wig
Tell her you need a place to stay, you'll be safe for days
If you
shave your legs, with Rene's razor blade
Dr. Dre: Yeah, but if it all goes through
Like
it's supposed to
The whole neighbourhood 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 then 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?
You really
think *she* gives a fuck, If you have kids?
Dr. Dre: 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.
Eminem: You know what, Dre?
I don't like
your attitude.
(These voices, these voices, i hear them,
and when they talk i follow,
i follow, i follow all x2)
Announcer:
Meet Stan, Age 21
After meeting a young girl
at a rave party,
thing's start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom.
Once again, his
conscience comes into play.. |
