Obie, yo', i'm sick, d***, you straight dog...
[ CHORUS ]
That's why I ain't got no time, for these games
and stupid tricks, or these b****** on my d***,
that's how dudes be getting sick, that's how d***s
be getting drips, falling victims to this s***,
from these b****** on our d***s, f****** chickens
with no ribs, that's why I ain't got no time...
[ Obie Trice ]
Yo', I woke up f***** up off the liquor I drunk, I
had a bag of the skunk won in last nights tunk,
p**** residue was on my p****, Denise from the
cleaners, f***** me good, you should of seen this,
big booty b****, switch unbearable, french roll
stylin', body like a stallion, sizin' up the
figure while my s*** getting bigger, debatin' on a
f*** or do I want to be her n****, caressin' this
b****, plus i'm checking out them t**'s, sippin'
on that fine s*** I ain't used to buyin', I gotta
hit it from behind, it's mandatory, like takin'
hoe's money, but that's another story, for surely,
the p**** on toast after we toast, her clothes
fell like bishop in juice, the womb beater, clean
p**** eater, insertin' my jock in that spot hotter
than the hottest block, don't stop, the response I
got when I was knockin' it, clock steady tickin',
kinky finger lickin', and can on, s****'s at my
tip when she moans, I gotta slow down before I c**
soon, and work that n****, like a slave owner,
when I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to
bone her, she foamin' at the lips, the one between
them hips, pubic hairs lookin' like some sour
cream dip, without the nacho, my d*** hit the spot
though, p**** tighter than conditions of us black
folks, we in the final stretch, the last part of
s**, I bust a fat a** nut, then I woke up next,
like what the f*** is goin' on here, this b****
evaporated, p**** and all, just picked up and
vacated, now i'm frusturated cause my d*** was
unprotected, and Doctor Wesley tellin' me I really
got that s***...
[ CHORUS ]
That's why I ain't got no time, for these games
and stupid tricks, or these b****** on my d***,
that's how dudes be getting sick, that's how d***s
be getting drips, falling victims to this s***,
from these b****** on our d***s, f****** chickens
with no ribs, that's why I ain't got no time...
[ Eminem ]
Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's
got it comin', someone better get this b****,
before she get's kicked in the stomach, and she's
pregnant, but she's eggin' me on, beggin' me to
throw her off the steps of this porch, my only
weapon is force and I don't wanna resort to any
violence of any sort, but what's she shovin' me
for, doesn't she love me no more, wasn't she
huggin' me four minutes ago at the door, man, i'm
this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this w****,
what would you do if she was tellin' you she wants
a divorce, she's havin' another baby in a month,
and it's yours, and you find out it isn't cause
this b**** has been visitin' someone else, and
suckin' his d*** and kissin' you on the lips when
you get back, to Michigan, now the plot is
thickenin' worse, cause you feel like you've been
stickin' your f*****' d*** in a hearse, so you
paranoid at every little cold that you get, ever
since they told you this s***, you've been holdin'
your d***, so you go to the clinic, sweatin' every
minute you in it, then the doctor comes out
lookin' like Dennis the Menace, and it's obvious
to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS, he ain't even
gotta call you in his office to say it, so you jet
back home, cause you gon' get that hoe, when you
see her, you gon' bend her f*****' neck back, yo',
cause you love her, you never would expect that
blow, Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop
that low, Jesus, I don't believe this, b**** works
at the cleaners, bringin' me home diseases,
swingin' from Obie's p****, she's so deceivin',
s*** this hoe's a genius, she g'd us...
[ CHORUS ]
That's why I ain't got no time, for these games
and stupid tricks, or these b****** on my d***,
that's how dudes be getting sick, that's how d***s
be getting drips, falling victims to this s***,
from these b****** on our d***s, f****** chickens
with no ribs, that's why I ain't got no time...
I'm busy, yeah, f*** these b******, f*** 'em all,
get money, Shady records, Obie Trice, Eminem,
m***********, new millenium s***, yeah, turn this
s*** off, turn this s*** the f*** off...
[ CHORUS ]
That's why I ain't got no time, for these games
and stupid tricks, or these b****** on my d***,
that's how dudes be getting sick, that's how d***s
be getting drips, falling victims to this s***,
from these b****** on our d***s, f****** chickens
with no ribs, that's why I ain't got no time...
[ Obie Trice ]
Yo', I woke up f***** up off the liquor I drunk, I
had a bag of the skunk won in last nights tunk,
p**** residue was on my p****, Denise from the
cleaners, f***** me good, you should of seen this,
big booty b****, switch unbearable, french roll
stylin', body like a stallion, sizin' up the
figure while my s*** getting bigger, debatin' on a
f*** or do I want to be her n****, caressin' this
b****, plus i'm checking out them t**'s, sippin'
on that fine s*** I ain't used to buyin', I gotta
hit it from behind, it's mandatory, like takin'
hoe's money, but that's another story, for surely,
the p**** on toast after we toast, her clothes
fell like bishop in juice, the womb beater, clean
p**** eater, insertin' my jock in that spot hotter
than the hottest block, don't stop, the response I
got when I was knockin' it, clock steady tickin',
kinky finger lickin', and can on, s****'s at my
tip when she moans, I gotta slow down before I c**
soon, and work that n****, like a slave owner,
when I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to
bone her, she foamin' at the lips, the one between
them hips, pubic hairs lookin' like some sour
cream dip, without the nacho, my d*** hit the spot
though, p**** tighter than conditions of us black
folks, we in the final stretch, the last part of
s**, I bust a fat a** nut, then I woke up next,
like what the f*** is goin' on here, this b****
evaporated, p**** and all, just picked up and
vacated, now i'm frusturated cause my d*** was
unprotected, and Doctor Wesley tellin' me I really
got that s***...
[ CHORUS ]
That's why I ain't got no time, for these games
and stupid tricks, or these b****** on my d***,
that's how dudes be getting sick, that's how d***s
be getting drips, falling victims to this s***,
from these b****** on our d***s, f****** chickens
with no ribs, that's why I ain't got no time...
[ Eminem ]
Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's
got it comin', someone better get this b****,
before she get's kicked in the stomach, and she's
pregnant, but she's eggin' me on, beggin' me to
throw her off the steps of this porch, my only
weapon is force and I don't wanna resort to any
violence of any sort, but what's she shovin' me
for, doesn't she love me no more, wasn't she
huggin' me four minutes ago at the door, man, i'm
this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this w****,
what would you do if she was tellin' you she wants
a divorce, she's havin' another baby in a month,
and it's yours, and you find out it isn't cause
this b**** has been visitin' someone else, and
suckin' his d*** and kissin' you on the lips when
you get back, to Michigan, now the plot is
thickenin' worse, cause you feel like you've been
stickin' your f*****' d*** in a hearse, so you
paranoid at every little cold that you get, ever
since they told you this s***, you've been holdin'
your d***, so you go to the clinic, sweatin' every
minute you in it, then the doctor comes out
lookin' like Dennis the Menace, and it's obvious
to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS, he ain't even
gotta call you in his office to say it, so you jet
back home, cause you gon' get that hoe, when you
see her, you gon' bend her f*****' neck back, yo',
cause you love her, you never would expect that
blow, Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop
that low, Jesus, I don't believe this, b**** works
at the cleaners, bringin' me home diseases,
swingin' from Obie's p****, she's so deceivin',
s*** this hoe's a genius, she g'd us...
[ CHORUS ]
That's why I ain't got no time, for these games
and stupid tricks, or these b****** on my d***,
that's how dudes be getting sick, that's how d***s
be getting drips, falling victims to this s***,
from these b****** on our d***s, f****** chickens
with no ribs, that's why I ain't got no time...
I'm busy, yeah, f*** these b******, f*** 'em all,
get money, Shady records, Obie Trice, Eminem,
m***********, new millenium s***, yeah, turn this
s*** off, turn this s*** the f*** off...