Eminem - One Shot 2 Shot Lyrics
{*gun shots, crowd screaming*}I told y'all mother*****ers I was comin back (oh shit)What now nigga, what now? What? Brewster Projects nigga[Chorus: Eminem]One shot, two shot, three shots, four shotsAll I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stopsBodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stopsEverybody hit the door, somebody's lickin shots off[Bizarre]Security's gone, I'm trapped in the clubAnd I'm tryin to run and get my mother*****in gun(Nigga what about yo' wife?) Nigga ***** my wifeI'm tryin to run and save my mother*****in lifeOh, shit! The shooter's comin*****es hollerin, niggaz runninPeople, shot all over the floorAnd I'm tryin to make it to the St. Andrew's door{hey man) {*chk-chk-BOOM*} That's the sound of the glockEven DJ Houseshoes *****ed around and got shotI done messed around, and forget my tecI don't see nobody, but Fat Five and Hex[Eminem] Kuniva you aight?[Kuniva] These niggaz is trippin[Eminem] Where's Bizarre at?[Kuniva]I'm tryin to slip through the exit and get to where my car is at*****es screamin everywhere and niggaz is whylinTwo minutes ago we was all jokin and smilinThis chick is clingin on to me, sobbin and sighinSayin she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she cryinBut it's real and it's on and caps is gettin peeledSo I hugged her and used her body as a human shield and{*blam* AHH!} She got hit and now she's yellin {DON'T LEAVE ME!}I told her I'd be right back and the dumb ***** believed meI squeezed through the back door and made my escapeI ran and got my .38 I hope it's not too late![Chorus][Kon Artis] I been tryin to call you all day mother*****er where you at?[Swifty Mc] I'm on 7 Mile {*gunfire*} what the ***** was that?[Swifty Mc] {*gunfire*} Damn, somebody hit me from the back![Kon Artis] What with they car?[Swifty Mc] With a gat nigga, and my tire flat[Swifty Mc] {*crash*} And I just hit a pole, them niggaz some hoes[Kon Artis] Is you hit?[Swifty Mc] I don't know, but I can tell you what they drove[Swifty Mc] It was a black Mitsubishi[Kon Arist] Shit, that's the click we beefin with[Swifty Mc] Maaaaan![Kon Artis] I swear[Swifty McVey]And I was on my way thereBelieve me, I'm leavin a carcass todayAnd I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the wayI'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tuckedI'ma meet you at the club, we gon' ***** these hoes up![Chorus][Eminem]I never seen no shit like this in my life beforePeople are still camped out from the night beforeSleepin outside the door, waitin in line stilltryin to get inside the club to see D-12 performThe fire marshalls know, the venue's too smallPeople are wall to wall, three thousand and some oddfans and some cumwad from out the parking lotGets in an argument over a parking spotDecides to pull his gun and lets a few of them offMissed who he's aimin for, six feet away is the doorinto St. Andrew's Hall, now the strays flyin all over the placeGrazed one ***** in the faceAnother one of 'em came through the wallBefore anyone could even hear the first shot go offI'm posted up at the bar, havin a mazeltovBullet whizzed right by my ear, damn near shot it offThank God I'm alive, I gotta find DenaunAnd where the ***** is Von? He usually tucks one on himWait a minute, I think I just saw BizarreNah I guess not, what the *****? Oh my God, it was!I never saw him run so fast in my lifeLook at him haulin ass, I think he left his wifeThere she is, on the ground, bein trampledI go to grab her up by the damn hand, but I can't pull her{*blam*} God damn, there just went another damn bulletI'm hit, my vest is barely able to handle itIt's too thin, if I get hit again I can't do itI scoop D, follow Bizarre's path, ran through it andmade it to the front door and collapsedon the steps looked up and I seen SwiftShootin it out but I can't see who he's shootin it out withBut Denaun's right behind him, squeezin his four-fifth[Chorus][Kon Artis]Yo, it's a Friday night, came to this ***** rightBig ass on my left, hand Desert Eagle in my rightI ain't come in this ***** to party, I came in this ***** to fightAlthough I can't stay here to fight cause I'm poppin niggaz tonightThat's right *****es I'm drunk with revengeShot a bouncer in the neck for tryin to check when I get inSwift told me to meet him here, so it's clear that the schmuckthat shot out the back of his truck is up in this mother*****erSo one shot for the money, two is to stop the showThe third's for the bartender (***** bring me a bottle of Mo')I just wanna know who drivin the black Mitsubishi?He tried to run, so Proof shot him in the knee with a three-piece[Chorus]
