If I Get Locked Up Tonite Lyrics by Eminem

If I Get Locked Up Tonite

Artist: big kap + funkmaster flex f/ eminem


[dr. dre]
Check check, 1,2 , 1,21,2[its rolling]
Yea yea yea dr. dre up in here yall know what this is.
Its what yall been waiting for funk master flex, big kap,
Def jam records giving it to you baby.
Yo eminem show these mother fuckers what time it is baby

[eminem]
I used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars, shit
Now if I only had some fucking hair Id pull it, faster than a bullet
Out of tupacs chest before the ambulance came too late to do it
Im trying to grow it back again, it was an accident
I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in amsterdam
I hate the straight jacket it aint latching, and cant lock it
So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets
The cells padded and battered like someone else had it
Before me, and just kept throwing they fucking selfs at it
My head is aching, Im dedicated to medication
But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedadation? [come on!]
Anyway I got down with dre [what up? ]
The first man who taught me how the glock sounded to spray
Running up and down the street screaming, "fuck the police"
When you still had your mothers fucking nipple stuck in your teeth
[fucking baby] became a role model after colorado
Now all they do is follow me around and holla bravo!
Hell yea I punch my bitch and beat my kids in public
Suck my dick, bitch
Im sick enough to fuck a man in his face but I wont
Cause youll probably wanna stand in his place
So put a sock in it, with your fake-ass tupac image
You faggots aint tough, you just get drunk and become talkative
[wanna fight? ] Im probably the akwardest alcoholic talking
Walking like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on your block stumbling, mumbling
A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle does
I aint buzzed, imm juss high on life
So why on earth would I need drugs, when I can fly on kites?
Motherfuckers, slim shady

Dr dre: dr dre!
Eminem: Im drunk pass the tec

Chorus: eminem and dr. dre [repeat 2x]

Cause if I get locked up tonite!
Then I might not come home tonite!
[dre]keep it moving! off and on, eminem is on
Off and on, dr. dre is on

[eminem]
The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling tire
I set a fucking girl on fire with a curling iron [ahh!]
Psych Im just joking, for christ sake
Dont get so bent out of shape
Cause I went out and raped six girlfriends
Some people just dont get it, but I wont let it upset me
Cause they dont know better
They dont know what the fuck its like to be so fed up
And fed so many uppers youre down and wont get up
My minds got a mind of its own, sometimes I cant find it at home
It hides in the stove [hello, where you at? ]
Shit, talk about your brain being baked
My shits still in the oven on 480 de-grades
Hailey jade, daddy loves you baby,
Dont ever tell me how to raise my daughter fuck you lady
You critics wanna criticize but couldnt visualize
Individuals lives through a criminals eyes
The neighborhood that I grew up in you could die for nothing
And dirty dozen watches over me so try some dumb shit
Ill have a fucking man raped with a band-aid over his mouth
And shove his head in the fan blade
Dont ever tell me what I can and what I cant say
Or change cause of the age range in my fan base
Like I give a fuck whos buying this shit
Quit fucking buying it, Im tired bitch, Im dying to quit
Hip hop is universal now, its all commercial now
Its like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now
But now the white kids like it, so they tell me I can buy it
But as soon as I get on the mic its like the night get silent
Either that or booed, thats why I keep an attitude
And go to sleep with it and wake up with it every afternoon
Im sick of being judged, fuck it let me see a judge
Ill confess to every murder I committed since 3 years old

Chorus

[dr. dre]
Fuck that, turn that shit off
Lets get the fuck out of here
You know how we do [echo]