Artist: Stat Quo f/ Eminem Album: Eminem Presents The Re-Up Song: By My Side Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Eminem] OHH! Stat Quo! Here we go! C'mon, c'mon! You ready? (heh) Let's do it man (uh uh uh uh-uhh) Shady Aftermath {Sound, without Focus, is just noise} [Stat Quo] + (Eminem) Yeah (where you get that thang man) {By my side} When you do somethin to somebody umm {By my side} It ain't just you it's somebody next to you {By my side} Youknow'mtalkinbout and I got my shit right here with me {By my side} (There isn't everywhere you go that it's) {By my side} (Okay) So being that that's the case {By my side} Let me tell you about {By my side} That place, heh, take you by my side {By my side} [Stat Quo] The way I growed up, sho' nuff, chips on my shoulder Knew about that cola when I was in a stroller But came ahold of choppin them boulders gettin older Wantin a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin quotas Shorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told ya When movin the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then it's over You on that doja, G.I. Joe shit but you ain't a soldier Chopper or fold ya, you not cobra commander, you bozo I'm the composer, writer of murder, the odor leakin out of your body, temperature is gettin colder But you sweatin and dizzy like a person who ain't sober Realizin your life is comin quickly to a closure Losin composure, out of breath like you underwater Twenty seconds in the game, and it's the fourth quarter Primetime, "Dateline" are the best exposure Now you're still, on the news and everybody knows ya Yeahhhh, YEA! [Chorus] By, my, side To all the niggaz tryin to get me it's – by my side I'm takin some of y'all with me it's – by my side I'm makin sure they won't forget me it's – by my side To all the niggaz tryin to get me it's – by my side I'm takin some of y'all with me it's – by my side I'm makin sure they don't forget me it's – by my side Ye-yeah ye-yeah ye-yeahhhh; by my side (ooh) [Stat Quo] Go now boy, get your vest, protect yo' neck, kill for fun Watch how they run and scatter when I go and pull out my gun (gun) Call me ignorant and young, psycho sicko negro They know that I just fuck and be gone (gone) Drivin crazy halfway dumb Don't stop even when the law come, believe every word out my lungs I'm losin it, snappin huh, this ain't just no rappin uh Back all the way back when you see that strap cause it go dada-da-da Are you ready to die tell me why you choose to tell me in my face, have your body dry, pack that fire, look in my eye Have your spirit below me or floatin in the fuckin sky All black is my attire, lookin like a umpire Toss you in the trash like a bullshit, out fly Yeah yeah ye-yeah ye-yeahhhh, YEA! [Chorus] [Stat Quo] The murder capital mo' mayhem, yes it's thriller Put four in your head, have you floatin off in a river It's cold, you shook, we crooks, your body'll quiver These rappers so tough but really they softer than pillows Or chinchilla or Twinkie filler, hone of a realer They turn to serial assassins for some scrilla Now me could see I mean him, yes this nigga Stays true to what I do cause I keeps it realer Be for real, have you ever ever pulled a trigger? It's serious business shorty, nothin is more iller No discrimination, you could be chocolate or vanilla And find yourself in the presence of a fuckin killer Oh, oh, oh, oh yeahhhh, YEA! [Chorus] By my side, by my side {*blam*} [Eminem] It's "The Re-Up" {*echoes*}