Pistol Pistol

Lyrics

[Intro: Bizarre & Swifty McVay] Yeah (Hahaha) Welcome to Amityville (Detroit, nigga, hm) The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols (Why is that?) Hahahaha (Hahaha) [Chorus: Eminem] Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews (Ain't go nowhere without my gun) Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you (I walk the streets, I pack my gun) I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to (I go to sleep, I got my gun) Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to (Don't go nowhere without my gun) Too many enemies on my list to sift through (Ain't go nowhere without my gun) Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool (I walk the streets, I pack my gun) Sorry, officer, I don't care how pissed it get you (I go to sleep, I got my gun) But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol (Don't go nowhere without my gun) [Verse 1: Swifty McVay] Nigga, we violently active, so fuck with us (Uh-huh) See, I'm backwards, I slap niggas and punch bitches (Yeah) Just for asking, they must've been wanting to meet the Lord When my parents talked to me, they got mean mugged and ignored (Fuck that) They were snooping through my closet, seen drugs on the floor (Uh-huh) Shells from the .44 scattered over they porch Busting pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you Tryna break your neck to conversate? Bitch, I'll do it for you (Nigga) Catch me laughing at your funeral when they lower you You and your ho, you gots to go, bitches died slow and horrible (Uh-huh) There's no tomorrow for any nigga, we'll shower you We young strapped and powerful and I ain't gotta lie to you (Bitch) [Verse 2: Proof, Swifty McVay & Eminem] Stepped in the door, waving the fo'-fo' Blazing at po-po, escaping and lay low (What?) They call my tongue yayo, but I spit fire I lit five inside a fucking dick-rider The clip slider, love to blast a Mag You a fag, you love being ass-to-ass Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya Never say that I'm a gangsta (Now that's gangsta) Y'all niggas sound like Jigga but act like Pac Yo, my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough It ain't nothing to tell, empty shells for the witness I'm the hot nigga that's gon' put hell outta business It won't be the same since we touching the game (Nope) Make the hardest nigga in your crew tuck in his chain Y'all think this shit's a game and I'm bluffing for fame? (Ah, fuck it) I'll squeeze off this TEC until nothing remains (Yeah, come on) [Chorus: Eminem] Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews (Ain't go nowhere without my gun) Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you (I walk the streets, I pack my gun) I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to (I go to sleep, I got my gun) Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to (Don't go nowhere without my gun) Too many enemies on my list to sift through (Ain't go nowhere without my gun) Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool (I walk the streets, I pack my gun) Sorry, officer, I don't care how pissed it get you (I go to sleep, I got my gun) But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol (Don't go nowhere without my gun) [Verse 3: Kuniva & Eminem] The only time that I'm at peace is when I'm close to one 'Cause I don't know what's waiting for me when my vocals are done (Nope) Tote the gun, it's my way of life and it works These cowardly niggas'll put your fucking life in the dirt (Haha) 'Cause it was wrong how they left my dog, he was priceless Alone in the streets, bleeding, staring, laying lifeless That's why I'm heated, you never know who starts creeping (Uh-huh) Waking you up with AK's while you lie sleeping I'd rather pack the heat and not need it Rather than need one and not have it, I married this Glock-matic Nowhere without my gun *bang* [Verse 4: Kon Artis with Eminem] You know the sound When I'm spinnin' 'round, spittin' these rounds from four pounds While the whole crowd screamin' as loud from they mouths As they possibly allow Nothing is parallel to makin' you carousel Aerial somersault like ferris wheels to a pair of shells Denaun carry the .9 where I go Bullets whistle and hit you while I'm shooting at 5-0 Some semi-automatic for static's the motto Spitting like {Columbine kids} from Colorado [Chorus: Eminem] Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews (Ain't go nowhere without my gun) Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you (I walk the streets, I pack my gun) I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to (I go to sleep, I got my gun) Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to (Don't go nowhere without my gun) Too many enemies on my list to sift through (Ain't go nowhere without my gun) Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool (I walk the streets, I pack my gun) Sorry, officer, I don't care how pissed it get you (I go to sleep, I got my gun) But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol (Don't go nowhere without my gun) [Verse 5: Bizarre & Eminem] This .9'll turn a softie to a hard rock It'll make Jehovah's Witnesses think before they knock (Sorry, sorry) It'll make your grandmother come out of her purse It'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst (Haha) It'll make Holyfield start fighting It'll make Ma$e say fuck church and then go back to writing It'll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls It'll make R. Kelly give respect to Aaron Hall (Hm) It'll make Christopher Reeves start walking It'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barking (Rrr-rrr) It'll make a nun turn to a filthy slut It'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a fucking mutt It'll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde It'll make a redneck start to read the Holy Qu'ran (We need Jesus) It'll make Ike stop beating Tina It'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina [Chorus: Eminem & Bizzare] Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews (Ain't go nowhere without my gun) (Christina Aguilera, hahaha) Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you (I walk the streets, I pack my gun) I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to (I go to sleep, I got my gun) Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to (Don't go nowhere without my gun) Too many enemies on my list to sift through (Ain't go nowhere without my gun) Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool (I walk the streets, I pack my gun) Sorry, officer, I don't care how pissed it get you (I go to sleep, I got my gun) But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol (Don't go nowhere without my gun) [Outro: Swifty McVay, Eminem, Bizarre, Eminem & Bizarre] Ha, nigga, nigga, nigga (Pistol, pistol) You better have a aim (I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol, ha) 'Cause if you don't (This pistol, yeah, haha) You finished, flat out, hahaha (Sorry, ociffers, Detroit) Nigga, nigga, nigga (Detriot, sorry {cops}) What? (Fuckin' {pigs}) The fuck are we stayin' at? (Fuck around and get popped) With no hesitation, straight up (Yeah) Haha, ha (Dun-dun, dun-dun, dun) Look where the fuck we stay at Nigga, look where the fuck we stay at Fuck around with us You get us popped, you fucking get us popped Ahahahaha, you get us popped, ahahahaha