You Can't Take Me Out
演唱者：Cocoa Brovaz
专辑：Eminem & Friends: Game Over Sessions
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My eyes seen some breaks and bullets that passedPlenty of ass, snakes come up outta the grassFort drink from a glass that we throw in the airChampagne spillin over, as we toast to the yearMost passion guns, healthy girls and sonsTo take over family biz, live out traditionLike it's planned to be, flow graduallyHad to take everything, nothing hand to meFor the money, I respect have me kickin your doorYou're in trouble when you can't see the angel no moreThis little ***** seen a lotta ill **** in my lifeBlood on my kicks, tale of a black ***** tryin to get richLife is a *****, now a ***** fickle my ****Loves to ****, and live life allustriousWhy must we bust, mix murder with businessCorrupt the game, that ain't the way to conduct thingsI ain't tryin to get my family involved in gun blazeHave thief come back like instant replayIn Bucktown ****** get killed in broad dayAlong with they peeps, they moms and shor-tayIt's a dirty game of cold heartsYou play it out to the end or you don't startLet them things go unneccesary hit ya markWanna live to be rich gotta be smartYou can't take me out, you can't take me outI knew you was grimy before I met youRaw metal, If I squeeze, god bless you(And god forgive me, but I had to do itIf I didn't I'd be in the I.C. unit losin fluid)But I know this ain't the end lord(And I know this gun is not my friend lordIt's like we like to use it)It's like we like the musicIt's like we like the ********I get frustrated by the ******** and easy to pull ****(Give me somethin you can feel this)(Thick ill ****, kill you and the dude you chill wit)And if I ain't your killa, I still cry for youLord knows I'm not a murderer, I'm just good at what I do(So If my lifes on the line, and my backs on the wallMay the lord be with you when I back up the four)And may the lord be with you when your backs on the floorChokin on your own blood, cuz you relaxed during war************* want us outta the picture (is that so?)In the streets you can die to that (gotta go)Stop your blood flow, you cowards can't eat no moreMoney gotta a ***** dress to woe(Mr. Ripper test the fo', die offa cess and 'droHead shots turn a coward into vegetable)Hot ones to your vest and clothesBy professional, once it blow, god best it goes(Take yo tokes, lookin to pretty to throwAnyway we're you goin ain't gonna need it no moreKickin grown rap, but a ******* rapDisrespect that, get your old man slappedStrong arm tact's have your whole fam whackedP.N.C. the best hit you back to backChest to chest, strip your ears, wrist and neckStop talkin like a killer if you scared to death)You can't take us out, you can't take us outYou can't take us outYou can't take us out, you can't take us outYou can't take us out, you can't take us outIt can't happen *****, let's get it poppin *****It won't happen *****, let's get it poppin *****
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My eyes seen some breaks and bullets that passedPlenty of ass, snakes come up outta the grassFort drink from a glass that we throw in the airChampagne spillin over, as we toast to the yearMost passion guns, healthy girls and sonsTo take over family biz, live out traditionLike it's planned to be, flow graduallyHad to take everything, nothing hand to meFor the money, I respect have me kickin your doorYou're in trouble when you can't see the angel no moreThis little ***** seen a lotta ill **** in my lifeBlood on my kicks, tale of a black ***** tryin to get richLife is a *****, now a ***** fickle my ****Loves to ****, and live life allustriousWhy must we bust, mix murder with businessCorrupt the game, that ain't the way to conduct thingsI ain't tryin to get my family involved in gun blazeHave thief come back like instant replayIn Bucktown ****** get killed in broad dayAlong with they peeps, they moms and shor-tayIt's a dirty game of cold heartsYou play it out to the end or you don't startLet them things go unneccesary hit ya markWanna live to be rich gotta be smartYou can't take me out, you can't take me outI knew you was grimy before I met youRaw metal, If I squeeze, god bless you(And god forgive me, but I had to do itIf I didn't I'd be in the I.C. unit losin fluid)But I know this ain't the end lord(And I know this gun is not my friend lordIt's like we like to use it)It's like we like the musicIt's like we like the ********I get frustrated by the ******** and easy to pull ****(Give me somethin you can feel this)(Thick ill ****, kill you and the dude you chill wit)And if I ain't your killa, I still cry for youLord knows I'm not a murderer, I'm just good at what I do(So If my lifes on the line, and my backs on the wallMay the lord be with you when I back up the four)And may the lord be with you when your backs on the floorChokin on your own blood, cuz you relaxed during war************* want us outta the picture (is that so?)In the streets you can die to that (gotta go)Stop your blood flow, you cowards can't eat no moreMoney gotta a ***** dress to woe(Mr. Ripper test the fo', die offa cess and 'droHead shots turn a coward into vegetable)Hot ones to your vest and clothesBy professional, once it blow, god best it goes(Take yo tokes, lookin to pretty to throwAnyway we're you goin ain't gonna need it no moreKickin grown rap, but a ******* rapDisrespect that, get your old man slappedStrong arm tact's have your whole fam whackedP.N.C. the best hit you back to backChest to chest, strip your ears, wrist and neckStop talkin like a killer if you scared to death)You can't take us out, you can't take us outYou can't take us outYou can't take us out, you can't take us outYou can't take us out, you can't take us outIt can't happen *****, let's get it poppin *****It won't happen *****, let's get it poppin *****
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