Album Cover From The D 2 The LBC

From The D 2 The LBC

EMINEM

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[Intro: Eminem]

Yeah, it's been a minute... this probably should have happened a while ago... fuck it we're here now though- let's go

Yeah, man... what the fuck? Yo, yo Snoop (oh man) let me see them buds, man... that shit's the size of my hand, Dogg- maybe I'll relapse, what the fuck...

[Verse 1: Eminem]

That's how I know that I'm in the studio with the Doggy

In Californ-E, 'cuz my homie from Long Beach

Always got that bomb weed, that's why I feel a calm breeze

Every time I palm trees (get it) just like that blonde bleach

I went platinum, then so did my albums, Calvin's turning me into a zombie

Cuz these buds are like The Hulk, they're twice the size that his arm be (his zombie)

And that is some strong green

Got a contact, my contact lenses are foggy, I might end up in Walgreen's

Pharmacy with my arm asleep gone off lean mixed with Dramamine

I will treat Paula Dean like a fuckin' human pinball machine

Bouncin' balls off her tonsils, if ya'll are seekin' the smoke I got all the weed

I am a walking motherfuckin' Marijuana leaf

And I'm here to stay

My reign's so definite (deaf in it) my longevity needs a hearing aid, still wearing Hanes

T-shirts I done bodied some features with legendary names

Was there when Dre turned the Chronic to monetary gain

'Cause dope is addictive just like they call it marijuana, cause like marriage, you wanna, marry Jane

It's like you and Spiderman feel the very same

My adversaries came

But these little degenerates are my lineage, when it comes to pockets weren't many if, any as skinny as mine bitch, I was penniless

Now I'm plenty rich, and the shit don't make any sense (cents) I was in a motherfucking pinch like a titty twist

Now I'm sitting as pretty as each penny is, while I'm penning this in the lab on you guinea pigs

I'm finna' fool, I'm in effect, gimmie the semi and when I pull the big guns out

That trigger pull it until the motherfuckin' shit runs out of bullets

Somebody better call an ambulance

You live, it will be miraculous, I got more hits than a contract killer

Like caterpillars that don't got antennas, other words I don't got no god damn fillers (feelers)

Mt. Westmore, you did not plan for this- from Detroit all the way to Los Angeles

[Chorus: Eminem]

Put your doobies high, if you reside in 213

Let's see them blunts raised

Whether you Eastside or Westside of the 313

Let's see them guns blaze

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

Make money moves like the matrix

Make more mount motivation

Roll up, more meditation

I'm watching the moves that you make might wanna stick to the basics

Military mindset, locked in, cocked in, making sure the mission is profitable

Ain't no mission impossib-ble

One phone call and my monsters will go

Dump phones, hop in a Mazda and go

Fuck that, y'all stay

Nigga I'm finna go

Think you slick, boy this Crip

You ain't ready to take it where I'm finna go

Mafia rules

You making a mockery, me a monopoly

Speak on my flow, my nigga I'm mopping 'em

Slept on my flo' now niggas is copying

Niggas be opping through all this opulence

Give me a task, I conquer it

This ain't the time for pondering

You niggas is slandering this real shit niggas be honoring

On god

You looking for followers and not watching my niggas that's following

Nigga fuck them likes

I'm like like what, like my nigga young Problem

East side, East up

My nigga Eminem woke the beast up

Let ya'll ride now a nigga want it back like the lease up

Think it's a game you gone see sum

Ain't no peace, you'll be missing a piece of ya

Niggas popped off, now sheets on 'em

Mama all mad, kids all sad, damn my bad

Send a few coins to the coroner

Please make a sweet for 'em

Nigga I don't hop on tracks I leap on 'em

In the fields with the cleats on 'em

Steve Job of the cannabis mob

In due time, nigga knew it be mine

Suge knew I'd go platinum the minute I signed

If you're looking for the facts, I'm the nigga to find

Young nigga sold crack in the middle of pine

To being the face of this cripping

Long Beach, these seas is different

4 man with the put on

Still getting bread with the niggas I put on

Yea, yea

I Put my hood on

Shit got cold I put my hood on

Yea, yea

Marshall and Calvin, both from the gutter like public housing

Now we both performing for 100's of thousands

Wearing no makeup, but we still be clowning muthafuckas!

[Chorus: Eminem]

Put your doobies high, if you reside in 213

Let's see them blunts raised

Whether you Eastside or Westside of the 313

Let's see them guns blaze

[Outro: Snoop Dogg]

My Detroit Niggas verse everybody

My Long Beach Niggas verse everybody

My Detroit Niggas leave with a body

My Long Beach Niggas shoot up the party