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Meet Eddie, 23 years old
Fed up with life and the way things are goin' (damn, I'm goin' fuckin' insane)
He decides to rob a liquor store (I gotta take this shit)
But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart (I can't take it no more, holmes)
And suddenly (shit is mine, I gotta do this)
His conscience comes into play (I gotta do this)
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 (who are you?)
I'm your motherfuckin' conscience
That's nonsense
Go in, gaffle the money, and run to one of your aunt's cribs
And borrow a damn dress and one of her blond wigs (can I borrow this?)
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, drop the biscuit (stop, I will)
Don't even listen to Slim, yo, he's bad for you
You know what, Dre? I don't like your attitude
Come on, just come in here for a minute
I don't know (look, look, look)
Damn (look, it's gonna be alright, alright?)
O-okay (look, give me a kiss)
Meet Stan, 21 years old
After meetin' a young girl at a rave party
Things start gettin' hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom (pull your pants off)
Once again, his conscience comes into play (come on)
Now, listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek
And smearin' her lipstick, slip this in her drink
Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe
Yo, this girl's only 15 years old
You shouldn't take advantage of her, it's not fair
Yo, look at her bush, does it got hair? (Uh-huh)
Fuck this bitch right here on the spot, bare
'Til she passes out, and she forgot how she got there
Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie, "Kids"?
No, but I seen the porno with Sun Doobiest
Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?
Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog, then bail (ah, ah, ah)
Here I lay (man, it feels good to be home)
Meet Grady, a 29-year-old construction worker
After comin' 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 (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
(What the fuck?) uh, G-Grady!
Alright, calm down, relax, start breathin'
Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin'
While you at work, she's with some dude tryna get off
Fuck slittin' her throat, cut this bitch's head off
Wait, what if there's an explanation for this shit?
What, she tripped, fell, landed on his dick?
Tsh, 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 you say? (What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember?)
I'ma kill you, motherfucker (uh-uh, temper, temper)
Mr. Dre, Mr. N.W.A, Mr. AK
Comin' straight outta Compton, y'all better make way
How in 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, aw, fuck it, what am I sayin'?
Shoot 'em both, Grady, where's your gun at?