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