By My Side

[Intro: Eminem]OHH! Stat Quo! Here we go!C'mon, c'mon! You ready? (heh)Let's do it man (uh uh uh uh-uhh)Shady Aftermath{Sound, without Focus, is just noise}[Stat Quo] + (Eminem)Yeah (where you get that thang man) {By my side}When you do somethin to somebody umm {By my side}It ain't just you it's somebody next to you {By my side}Youknow'mtalkinbout and I got my shit right here with me {By my side}(There isn't everywhere you go that it's) {By my side}(Okay) So being that that's the case {By my side}Let me tell you about {By my side}That place, heh, take you by my side {By my side}[Stat Quo]The way I growed up, sho' nuff, chips on my shoulderKnew about that cola when I was in a strollerBut came ahold of choppin them boulders gettin olderWantin a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin quotasShorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told yaWhen movin the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then it's overYou on that doja, G.I. Joe shit but you ain't a soldierChopper or fold ya, you not cobra commander, you bozoI'm the composer, writer of murder, the odorleakin out of your body, temperature is gettin colderBut you sweatin and dizzy like a person who ain't soberRealizin your life is comin quickly to a closureLosin composure, out of breath like you underwaterTwenty seconds in the game, and it's the fourth quarterPrimetime, "Dateline" are the best exposureNow you're still, on the news and everybody knows yaYeahhhh, YEA![Chorus]By, my, sideTo all the niggaz tryin to get me it's – by my sideI'm takin some of y'all with me it's – by my sideI'm makin sure they won't forget me it's – by my sideTo all the niggaz tryin to get me it's – by my sideI'm takin some of y'all with me it's – by my sideI'm makin sure they don't forget me it's – by my sideYe-yeah ye-yeah ye-yeahhhh; by my side (ooh)[Stat Quo]Go now boy, get your vest, protect yo' neck, kill for funWatch how they run and scatter when I go and pull out my gun (gun)Call me ignorant and young, psycho sicko negroThey know that I just fuck and be gone (gone)Drivin crazy halfway dumbDon't stop even when the law come, believe every word out my lungsI'm losin it, snappin huh, this ain't just no rappin uhBack all the way back when you see that strap cause it go dada-da-daAre you ready to die tell me why you choose to tell me in myface, have your body dry, pack that fire, look in my eyeHave your spirit below me or floatin in the fuckin skyAll black is my attire, lookin like a umpireToss you in the trash like a bullshit, out flyYeah yeah ye-yeah ye-yeahhhh, YEA![Chorus][Stat Quo]The murder capital mo' mayhem, yes it's thrillerPut four in your head, have you floatin off in a riverIt's cold, you shook, we crooks, your body'll quiverThese rappers so tough but really they softer than pillowsOr chinchilla or Twinkie filler, hone of a realerThey turn to serial assassins for some scrillaNow me could see I mean him, yes this niggaStays true to what I do cause I keeps it realerBe for real, have you ever ever pulled a trigger?It's serious business shorty, nothin is more illerNo discrimination, you could be chocolate or vanillaAnd find yourself in the presence of a fuckin killerOh, oh, oh, oh yeahhhh, YEA![Chorus]By my side, by my side {*blam*}[Eminem]It's "The Re-Up" {*echoes*}