DICK! (Lock it up now!) (Lock it up now!) Lock what? (Lock it up now!) Lock what? (Lock lock it up now!) Lock what? (Lock it up now!) Lock what? (Lock it up
had a very FUCKED UP day, I'm needin this fit Shuttin motherfuckers up like they pleadin the 5th Yo Em it's time to get serious with it (yeah) Time for
to crime I'd rather die enormous than live dormant that's how we on it Live at the main event, I bet a trip to Maui on it Presidential suites my resedential
power, because of it the cops hate ya The government watchin all of those who thuggin it They wanna lock us up cause they kids are lovin it Not knowin
thought you got the channel but you couldn't get a fix upon my mental -- I keep it complicated Explosion of the spirit cause I opened up my soul and created
attack son regardless Live by the gun dun and die by they gun and Revolutionize minds until freedom's won Channel Live: We watch wizards play games
stand up Please stand up, please stand up? Ha ha Guess there's a slim shady in all of us Fuck it, let's all stand up
You label me coldblooded You wanna warm me up with hot lead the gat thudded You can't cut it You wack, but it's no use your mouth shut it Shootin' arrows
the real shady, all the other slim shady's are just imatating, so won't the real slim shady please stand up, please stand up, please stand up, im like
is how we do it I'm just a hooligan drunk while pillaging, spitting raw sewage Splinter cell movements, turnstile jumper Punks step up to get beat down
, lives shattered Are standard fare for cameras and channels stare No abracadabras, no faster answers or mantras for disasters Remastered or plastered, we got it
You thought you got the channel but you couldn't get a fix upon my mental -- I keep it complicated Explosion of the spirit cause I opened up my soul and
it man word up son. You gotta just do it yo. (C.N.N.) Yo word up it's a different channel son word up on watch the channel son different plain now man. (It
[Chorus: Aceyalone] Some birds don't deserve to be caged They gotta fly away and search for the waves Bein locked up is worse than the grave I live by
more than two tries, either freaks it or you die I waited, somebody stated, "He's intimidated" I was faded, I played it like any other brother would've played it
Uh oh, uh oh Let's get it over with Yo sound boy turn the levels up Let's get it over with, uh Terror Squad up in this motherfucker Where my real niggaz
