If I Get Locked Up

[Intro: Dr. Dre] Check check, one two, one two, one two (Yo it’s rolling?) Yeah yeah yeah, Dr. Dre up in here, y'all know what this is It’s what you’ve been waiting for, Funkmaster Flex big caps Def Jam records giving it to you baby Yo Eminem, show these motherfuckers what time it is baby [Verse 1: Eminem] I used to be a lonely man, only mad Till I got a million dollars, shit now if I only had Some fucking hair I'd pull it faster than a bullet Out of 2Pac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident I had my back against the fan, and chopped it off in Amsterdam I hate this straitjacket It ain't latching and can't lock it So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it Before me and just kept throwing their fucking self at it My head is aching, I'm dedicated to medication But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation Anyway, I got down with Dre The first man who taught me how the Glock sounded to spray Running up and down the street screaming, Fuck the Police When you still had your mother's fucking nipple stuck in your teeth Became a role model after Colorado Now all they do is follow me around and holler bravo Hell yeah I punch my bitch And beat my kids in public Suck my dick bitch I'm sick enough to fuck a man in his face But I won't Cause you probably wanna stand in his place So put a sock in it, with your fake-ass 2Pac image You faggots ain't tough You just get drunk and become talkative I'm probably the awkwardest alcoholic talking Walking like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket So when you see me on your block stumbling Mumbling a bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle does I ain't buzzed, I'm just high on life So why on earth would I need drugs When I'm fly on kites Motherfucker Slim Shady I'm drunk, pass the Tec [Hook: Eminem & Dr. Dre] (x2) Cause if I get locked up tonight Then I might not come home tonight Keep it moving Off and on, Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is on [Verse 2: Eminem] The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling tire I set a fucking girl on fire with a curling iron Psych, I'm just joking For Christ sakes Don't get so bent out of shape Cause I went out and raped six girlfriends Some people just don't get it But I won't let it upset me Cause they don't know better They don't know what the fuck it's like to be so fed up And fed so many uppers you're down and won't get up My mind's got a mind of its own Sometimes I can't find it at home It hides in the stove Hello, where you at Shit, talk about your brain being baked My shit's still in the oven on 480 degrees Hailie Jade, Daddy loves you, baby Don't ever tell me how to raise my daughter Fuck you lady You critics wanna criticize but couldn't visualize Individuals lives through a criminal's eyes The neighborhood that I grew up in, you could die for nothing And Dirty Dozen watches over me, so try some dumb shit I'll have a fucking man raped With a Band-Aid over his mouth and shove his head in a fan blade Don't ever tell me what I can and what I can't say Or change cause of the age range in my fan base Like I give a fuck who's buying this shit Quit fucking buying it, I'm tired bitch, I'm dying to quit Hip-hop is universal now, it's all commercial now It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now But now the White kids like it so they tell me I can buy it But as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night gets silent Either that or booed, that's why I keep an attitude And go to sleep with it and wake up with it every afternoon I'm sick of being judged, fuck it, let me see a judge I'll confess to every murder I committed since three years old [Hook] (x2) [Outro: Dr. Dre] Fuck that, turn that shit off Let's get the fuck out of here You know how we do [echo]