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 [ Stat Quo 
 
 When you do something to somebody,  (By my side!)
 It ain't just  it's somebody next to you, (By my side!)
 You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit  here with me, (By my side!)
 Hey, hey, hey,  reason everywhere you go, ladies) (By my side!)
 (Okay) So being that  the case, (By my side!)
 I'll tell you  (By my side!)
 That bitch, tell you 'bout my  (By my side!)
 
  Verse 1 ]
 The way I growed up,  up, chips on my shoulder,
 Knew about that caller when I was  a stroller,
 Became a holder, choppin' 'em  gettin' older,
 Wantin' to roll, but duckin' 'em rollers, meetin' 
 Shorty bi-polar, load up like cock (?), I tried to  ya',
 One move and I'm on the  (?) and I'm flexin' and it's over,
 You  that doja, G.I. Joe shit but you ain't a soldier,
 Chop her,  her, you not Cobra, commader, you poser,
 I'm the composer, writer of murder, the  (?),
  outta your body temperature is gettin' colder,
 But you sweatin', and dizzy like a  who ain't sober,
 Realisin' your life is coming quickly to  closure,
 Losin'  outta breath like you underwater,
 Twenty seconds in the game, and this the  quarter,
 Prime Time, Dateline, all the best 
 Now you still on the news  everybody knows ya,
 Yeah... (Get!) (By  side!)
 
 [ Chorus ]
 
 To all them niggas tryna get me, it's  my side!)
  takin' some of y'all wit' me, it's (By my side!)
 I'm making  they won't forget me, it's (By my side!)
 To all them  tryna get me, it's (By my side!)
 I'm takin' some of y'all wit' me,  (By my side!)
 I'm making  they don't forget me, it's (By my side!)
 Che-chik, che-chik, che-yeah...  my side!)
 
 [  2 ]
 Go on then boi, get yo' vest, protect yo' neck,  for fun,
 Watch how they run and scatter when  go and pull out my gun,
 Call me ignorant and young, psycho sicko 
  know that, I just fuck and be gone, probably crazy, halfway dumb,
 Don't stop, even when  lock on, believe every word out my lung,
 I'm losin'  snappin' her, this ain't just no rappin, uh!
  all the way back, when you see that strap, cuz it go da-da-da-dah!
 Are you ready to die, tell me why you choose to tell me in 
 Face, 'fore you already  up at that fire, (?) look in my eye,
 Have your spirit below me or floatin' in the  sky,
  black is my attire, lookin' like an umpire,
 Toss you  the trash, like a bullshit album fly,
  yeah, ye-yeah-ye-yeah... (By my side!)
 
 [ Chorus ]
 
 [  3 ]
 
 The murder capital Momeham (?) yes,  thriller
 Put fo' in yo' head, have you floatin' off  a river
 It's cold, you shook, we  your body'll quiver
 These rappers so tough,  really they softer than pillows
 Or chinchilla a twanky fella, horn  verilla (?)
 They turn us serial  for some scrilla
  me, cuz he, I mean him, yes this nigga
 Stays true to what  do, cuz I keeps it triller
  real, have you ever ever pulled a trigger?
  serious business shorty, nothin' that's more iller
 No discrimination, you can be  or vanilla
 Can't find yourself in the presence  a fuckin' killer
  oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah.... (By my side!)
 
 [ Chorus ]
 
 [ Eminem ]
 
 It's The Re-Up!