Life's Lyrics

One Shot 2 Shot by Eminem, and D12

I told ya'll motherfuckers I was coming back

What now nigga what now what

You's the projects nigga

One shot two shot three shots four shots

All I hear is gunshots

This is where the fun stops

Bodies drop, hit the floor,

Music's off, party stops,

Everybody hit the door,

Somebody's licking shots off

Security's gone I'm dropped in the club

And I'm tryna run and get my motherfucking gun

(Nigga what about your wife)

Nigga fuck my wife I'm tryna run and save my motherfucking life

Oh shit, the shooter's comin'

Bitches hollering, niggas running

People shot all over the floor

And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door

That's the sound of the glock

Even DJ House you fucked around and got shot

I done messed around and forgot my tec

I don't see nobody but Fab Five and Hex

(Kuniva you aight)

These niggas is trippin'

(Where's Bizarre at?)

I'm tryna slip through the exit and get to where my car is at

Bitches screaming everywhere and niggas is wildin'

Two minutes ago we was all joking and smiling

This chick is clinging onto me sobbing and sighing

Saying she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she crying

But it's real and it's on and cats is getting killed

So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield

And she got hit now she yelling

(Don't leave me!)

I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me

I squeezed through the back door and made my escape

I ran and got my 38 I hope its not to late

(Nigga I've been tryna call you all day motherfucker where you at?)

I'm on seven mile what the fuck was that

Damn somebody hit me from the back

(With they car?)

With a gat nigga and my tire flat

And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes

(Is you hit?)

I don't know

But I can tell you what they drove

It was a black Mitsubishi with...

(Shit that's the clique we beefing with.)

Man! (I swear!)

And I was on my way there

Believe me I'm leaving a carcass today

And I'mma park my car and walk the rest of the way

I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked

I'm gonna meet you at the club we're gonna fuck these hoes up

I've never seen no shit like this in my life before

People are still camped out from the night before

Sleeping outside the door waiting in line

Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform

The fire marshals know the venue's too small

People are wall to wall three thousand and some odd fans

And some cum wad from out the parking lot

Gets in an argument over a parking spot

Decides to pull his gun out and let's a few of 'em off

Missed who he's aiming for six feet away's the door

Into the same entrance hall now the strays flying all over the place

Grazed one bitch in the face another one of 'em came through the wall

Before anyone could even hear the first shot go off

I'm posted up by the bar having a Mazel Tov

Bullet whizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off

Thank god I'm alive I gotta find a nine

And where the fuck is Von he usually tucks one on him

Wait a minute I think I just saw Bizarre

Nah I guess not, what the fuck oh my god it was

I never saw him run so fast in my life

Look at him hauling ass I think he left his wife

There she is on the ground being trampled

I go to grab her up by the damn hand but I can't pull her

God damn there just went another damn bullet I'm hit

My vest is barely able to handle it, it's too thin

If I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop Dee

Follow Bizarre's path and ran through it

Made it to the front door and collapsed on the steps

Looked up and I seen Swift shooting it out

But I can't see who he's shooting it out with

But Denaun's right behind him squeezing his four fifth

It's Friday night came to this bitch right

Big ass in my left hand, Desert Eagle in my right

I ain't come in this bitch to party I came in this bitch to fight

Although I can't stay here to fight 'cause I'm popping niggas tonight

That's right bitches I'm drunk with revenge

Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check when I get in

Swift told me to meet him here so it's clear that this fucker

Shoot out the back of his truck goes up in this motherfucker

So one shot for the money two's to stop the show

Third's for the bartender there's plenty of shots to go

(I just wanna know who's driving a black Mitsubishi)

He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee with a three piece