When The Music Stops (Ft. D12)

[00:01.62] Music, reality: sometimes it's hard to tell the difference

[00:10.63] But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids

[00:19.37] Psych!

[00:19.87] If I were to die, murdered in cold blood tomorrow

[00:23.12] Would you feel sorrow, or show love, or would it matter?

[00:25.87] Could never be the lead-off batter

[00:27.62] If there ain't shit for me to feed off, I'm see-saw battlin'

[00:30.37] But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake

[00:33.13] There's too much on my plate

[00:34.37] I done came way too far in this game to turn and walk away

[00:38.12] And not say what I got to say

[00:39.87] What the fuck you take me for, a joke? You smokin' crack?

[00:43.12] 'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back

[00:45.62] I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground

[00:48.62] 'Fore I put some wack shit out

[00:50.12] I'm tryna smack this one out the park—five-thousand mark

[00:53.63] Y'all steady tryna drown a shark

[00:55.37] Ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off

[00:57.37] Lid to the can of whip-ass, just twist me off

[01:00.12] See me leap out, pull a piece out

[01:02.12] Fuck shootin', I'm just tryna knock his teeth out

[01:04.63] Fuck with me now, bitch—let's see you freestyle

[01:06.87] Talk is cheap

[01:07.87] Motherfucker, if you really feelin' froggish, leap

[01:10.37] Yo, Slim, you gon' let him get away with that?

[01:12.87] He tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that

[01:15.37] Man, I hate this crap

[01:16.62] This ain't rap, this is crazy, the way we act

[01:19.12] When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops

[01:22.12] Ain't no gettin' rid of McVay, if so, you would've tried

[01:24.62] The only way I'm leavin' this bitch is suicide

[01:27.12] I have died clinically

[01:28.51] Arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessy

[01:31.01] Got drunk then I finished him

[01:32.51] I'm every nigga's favorite archenemy

[01:34.76] Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef

[01:38.01] I spark willingly, with a Dillinger in the dark, diligently

[01:41.26] I'm not what you think

[01:42.76] I appear to be fucked up, mentally endangered

[01:45.51] I can't stay away from a razor

[01:47.51] I just want my face in a paper

[01:49.26] I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres

[01:53.51] I'll murder you, I gauge and have me turn into

[01:56.26] A mad man, Son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgical

[01:58.76] I'm allergic to dyin'—you think not?

[02:00.76] You got balls? We can see how large, when the music stops

[02:03.51] I was happy havin' a deal at first

[02:05.26] Thought money would make me happy

[02:07.01] But it only made my pain worse

[02:08.51] It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dawg

[02:11.01] And you ain't got nothin' left but your word and your balls

[02:13.51] And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends

[02:15.76] Beggin' with their hands out

[02:17.01] Checkin' for your record when it's sellin'

[02:19.01] When it ain't, that's the end: no laughs, no friends

[02:21.51] No girls, just the gin you drink 'til your car spin

[02:24.01] You think, "Damn!" when you slam into the wall and you fall

[02:26.51] Out the car and try to crawl with one arm

[02:28.76] I'm 'bout to lose it all in a pool of alcohol

[02:31.26] If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder would they even call?

[02:33.76] When the music stops

[02:34.51] Let's see how many of your men loyal

[02:36.51] When I pull up lookin' for you with a pistol sippin' a can of Pennzoil

[02:40.01] I'm revved up; who said what when lead bust?

[02:42.76] Your head just explode with red stuff

[02:44.26] I'm handcuffed, tossed in the paddy-wagon

[02:46.51] Braggin' about how you shouted like a coward

[02:48.51] Bullets devoured you, showered you niggas

[02:50.01] If I was you niggas, I'd run while given a chance

[02:52.51] Understand, I can enhance the spirit of man

[02:55.01] Death itself, it can't hurt me

[02:57.01] Just the thought of dyin' alone that really irks me

[02:59.51] You ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk

[03:02.01] Be smart and stop tryna walk how Gs walk before we spark

[03:05.26] Hug the floor while we playin' tug-of-war wit' your life

[03:07.76] Fuck a tour and a mic, I'd rather fuck a whore with a knife

[03:10.51] Deliver that shit that coroners like

[03:12.26] You hype poppin' shit in broad daylight, nigga, you're a goner at night (when the music stops)

[03:15.76] Instigators turn pits in cages

[03:18.76] Let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors

[03:21.26] Y'all don't want war, y'all want talk

[03:23.51] In the dark, my dogs all bark like, "Woof!"

[03:26.51] Proof, nigga, I'm a wolf

[03:28.01] Get your whole roof caved in like reindeer hooves

[03:31.51] Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose

[03:33.76] The more y'all breathe, shit, the more I moves

[03:36.51] It's Hill Street—this is hardcore blues

[03:39.01] Put a gun to rap, check in all our dues, nigga

[03:42.01] Or make the news, bet you all y'all move

[03:44.01] When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop

[03:46.76] Music has changed my life in so many ways

[03:49.76] Brain's confused, been fucked since the 5th grade

[03:52.26] LL told me to rock the bells

[03:54.51] N.W.A said "Fuck tha Police," now I'm in jail

[03:57.51] '93 was strictly R&B

[03:59.76] Fucked up haircut, listened to Jodeci

[04:02.76] Michael Jackson—who gon' tell me I ain't Mike?

[04:05.01] Ass cheeks painted white, fuckin' Priscilla tonight

[04:08.01] Flyin' down Sunset, smokin' crack

[04:09.76] Transvestite in the front, Eddie Murphy in the back

[04:13.01] M.O.P. had me grimy and gritty

[04:15.01] Marilyn Manson–I dyed my hair blue and grew some titties

[04:18.26] Ludacris told me to throw them bows

[04:20.01] Now I'm in the hospital with a broken nose and a fractured elbow

[04:23.26] Voices in my head, I'm goin' in shock

[04:26.01] I'm reachin' for the Glock, but the music stops