Obie, yo? I'm sick
Damn, you straight dogg?

That's why I ain't got no time for these games and stupid tricks
Or these *****es on my ****, that's how dudes be getting sick
That's how ****s be getting drips, falling victims to this ****
From these *****es on our ****s, ***king chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time

Yo, I woke up, ***ked up off the liquor I drunk
I hadda bag of tha skunk, one and last night's tunk
***** residue was on my *****, Denise, from the cleaners
***ked me good, you should've seen us

Big booty *****, switch unbearable
French role styling, body like a stallion
Sizing up the figure, while my **** getting bigger
Debating on to ***k her, do I wanna be a *****?

Caressing this *****, plus I'm checking out them ***s
Sipping on that fine ****, I ain't use to buying
I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
Like taking ho's money, but that's another story

For surely your ***** on toast, after we toast
Our clothes fell like Bishop and Juice
The womb beater, clean ***** eater, inserting my John
In that spot hotter than the hottest block, don't stop

Response I got when I was knocking it
Clocks steady ticking, kinky finger licking
Then cannon, seen us at my temple when she moans
I gotta slow down before I *** soon

And work that *****, like a slave owner
When I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to bone her
She foaming at the lips, the ones between the hips
***** hair's looking like some sour cream dip

Without the nacho, my **** hit the spot though
***** tighter than conditions of his black folks
Being a vinyl stretched, the last part of ***
I bust a fat *** nut then I woke up next

Like, what the ***k is going on here?
This ***** evaporated, ***** and all just picked up and vacated
And now I'm frustrated 'cause my **** was unprotected
And Doctor Wesley telling me I ain't really got that **** ***k

That's why I ain't got no time for these games and stupid tricks
Or these *****es on my ****, that's how dudes be getting sick
That's how ****s be getting drips, falling victims to this ****
From these *****es on our ****s, ***king chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time

Now I don't wanna hit no women but this chicks got it coming
Someone better get this ***** before she gets kicked in the stomach
And she's pregnant, but she's egging me on, begging me to throw her
Off the steps of this porch, my only weapon is force

And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But why's she shoving me for? Doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she hugging me four minutes ago at the door?
Man I'm this close to going toe to toe with this *****

What would you do if she was telling you she wants a divorce?
She's having another baby in a month and it's yours
And you found it isn't 'cause this ***** has been visiting
Someone else and sucking his **** and kissing you on the lips

When you get back to Michigan, now the plot has thickened 'n' worse
'Cause you feel like you've been sticking your ***king **** in a hearse
So you paranoid at every little cold that you get
Ever since they sold you this ****, you've been holding your ****

So you go to the clinic, sweating every minute you in it
Then the doctor comes out looking like Dennis the Menace
And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby, it's AIDS
He ain't even gotta to call in you the office to say it

So you jet back home, 'cause you gone get that ho
And when you see her, you're gonna bend her ***king neck back yo
'Cause you love her, you never would've expect that blow
Obie told you to scoop, how could she stoop that low?

Jesus, I don't believe this ***** works at the cleaner's
Bringing me home diseases swinging from Obie's *****
She's so deceiving, **** this ho's a genius
She gee'd us

That's why I ain't got no time for these games and stupid tricks
All these *****es on my ****, that's how dudes be getting sick
That's how ****s be getting drips, falling victims to this ****
From these *****es on our ****s, ***king chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time

I'm busy
Yeah, ***k these *****es, ***k 'em all
Get money, Shady Records
Obie Trice, Eminem mother***ker
New millennium ****
Yeah, turn this **** off, turn this **** the ***k off