If I Get Locked Up [Featuring Eminem/Dr. Dre]
Album: The Tunnel
Release Date: 12/7/99
Label: Def Jam
Explicit version of "If I Get Locked Up [Featuring Eminem/Dr. Dre]" lyrics
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Yeah
It's what y'all been waiting for funk master Flex
Def Jam Records giving it to you baby
Yo
I used to be a lonely man
Now if I only had some f****** hair I'd pull it
Out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it
I'm trying to grow it back again
I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam
I hate the straight jacket 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
My head is aching
But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? Come on
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
When you still had your mother's f****** nipple stuck in your teeth
F****** baby
Now all they do is follow me around and holla
Hell yeah
Suck my dick
I'm sick enough to f*** a man in his face but I won't
'Cause you'll probably wanna stand in his place
So put a sock in it
You f****** ain't tough
Wanna fight?
I'm probably the akwardest alcoholic talking
Walking like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on your block stumbling
A bunch of dumb s*** like my drunk uncle does
I ain't buzzed
So why on earth would I need drugs
M************
Dr Dre
I'm drunk pass the tec
'Cause if I get locked up tonite
Then I might not come home tonite
Keep it moving
Off and on
'Cause if I get locked up tonite
Then I might not come home tonite
Keep it moving
Off and on
The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling tire
I set a f****** girl on fire with a curling iron
Psych I'm just joking
'Cause I went out and raped six girl friends
Some people just don't get it
'Cause they don't know better
They don't know what the f*** its 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 it's own
It hides in the stove
S***
My s***'s still in the oven on 480 degrees
Hailey Jade
Don't ever tell me how to raise my daughter f*** you
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 s***
I'll have a f****** man raped with a band-aid over his mouth
And shove his head in the 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 f*** who's buying this s***
Quit f****** buying it
Hip Hop is universal now
It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now
But now the white kids like it
But as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night get silent
Either that or booed
And go to sleep with it and wake up with it every afternoon
I'm sick of being judged
I'll confess to every murder I committed since 3 years old
'Cause if I get locked up tonight
Then I might not come home tonight
Keep it moving
Off and on
F*** that
Let's get the f*** out of here
You know how we do
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